Protagonists ïŒæČćȱ (Shen Dai -MC), çżæ«äș (Qu Moyu -ML)
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The two did not sleep for long since the alarm clock set by Qu Moyu rang.
Shen Dai opened his sore eyes and the sunlight leaked from the gaps in the curtains, judging that it was already bright at this time.
Qu Moyu groaned in dissatisfaction. He turned off the alarm, turned over and pressed himself on Shen Dai. His brain was not yet awake but his instinct had already driven him to lean towards the back of Shen Daiâs neck and kiss the gland that exuded the fragrant smell of flowers.
The weight on his body was too heavy and Shen Dai felt a little breathless. He turned his face and asked, âDo you feel better that you had slept?â
âMuch better.â Qu Moyu kissed Shen Daiâs cheek. He used to think that Shen Daiâs pheromone was too weak, but after getting used to it, he found that such a light fragrance made him very comfortable. The smell was rich in flavour. The more he smells it, the more he has the desire to dig deeper. It has become a rare interest.
âAre you going to get up now?â Shen Dai wanted to persuade Qu Moyu to rest for a few more hours. If he didnât get enough sleep, he would be more prone to headaches. But when he felt that the thing on his back was getting harder and harder, he didnât dare to speak.
Qu Moyu easily took off Shen Daiâs pyjama pants: âYou can also be late.â
Most men become horny in the morning and Shen Dai is no exception. But he thought that Qu Moyu had only slept for two or three hours and he himself was going home today. This is really not a suitable for sex and he should refuse. But before he had time to say the words, Qu Moyu had already pinched his waist and pushed his dick in him.
Shen Dai buried his face in the pillow and his body shook violently with the impact of the thrusts. He couldnât help groaning in his throat and quickly bit the pillowcase near to his mouth to prevent himself from making too much sound. He doesnât know why he did that but entering this room gave him the illusion of committing a crime. It was obviously just one floor up, but he did not feel accepted here. Last night, he was only needed here because Qu Moyu lowered his psychological defence line due to his headache. He fell asleep on this bed and is being fucked on this bed, and he still felt that he shouldnât be here- because this is the master bedroom and the master bedroom belongs only to the master.
However, Qu Moyu was dissatisfied that he couldnât hear Shen Daiâs voice. He pinched Shen Daiâs chin, pulled the fair and handsome face off of the pillow: âScream out.â
Shen Dai glanced at Qu Moyu with wet eyes. Those eyes that contained a bit of grievance and were desperately forbearing made Qu Moyu feel hot all over. He thrusts in fiercely a couple more times and finally forces out the scream from Shen Dai that he wanted to hear.
After the âintense exerciseâ in the morning, Qu Moyu swept away the decadence of last night and went to wash up, feeling refreshed. Shen Dai rested on the bed for a while before getting up with his sore waist. The bathroom was separated into a wet and a dry space. Qu Moyu was shaving in the dry space and Shen Dai took a shower in the wet space.
When Shen Dai came out of the bathroom, the curtains had been drawn. The large floor-to-ceiling windows let in the dazzling sunlight into the room. He raised his hand to block his eyes and only when his eyes could adapt to the light did he realise that Uncle Heng appeared with breakfast in the room.
Shen Dai only had a bath towel around his waist. His hair was only wiped roughly and the water was still dripping. He just rushed into the bathroom to clean up what Qu Moyu had left inside him. When heâs not in heat, his womb doesnât open on its own. Now that he had finished washing, he planned to take his clothes and go back to his own room as soon as possible. When he saw Uncle Heng, he felt the embarrassment of being caught red-handed in a crime scene.
Uncle Heng smiled and greeted, âMr. Shen.â
âGood Morning.â Shen Dai greeted him with a smile.
âWhy didnât you blow dry your hair?â Qu Moyu was already sitting at the table preparing to eat but when he saw Shen Daiâs wet hair and him coming out with only a bath towel, he put down his coffee cup, âPut on your clothes or youâll catch a cold.â
âIâll go back to my room.â
âGo and blow dry your hair.â
Shen Dai had to put on his clothes and go back to the bathroom. His short hair was quickly dried. After he put on his pyjamas and came out, Uncle Heng had already left, and Qu Moyu asked him to have breakfast with him.
Qu Moyu ate while looking at his phone: âIâm leaving soon. Itâs still early, you can go to sleep for a while after breakfast.â He paused, then added, âYou can sleep here too.â
The joy he felt in his heart turned into a smile that couldnât be concealed on his lips. Shen Dai gave Qu Moyu a gentle look and said with concern, âCanât you make up for a few more sleep? You only slept for three hours.â
âI donât have enough time.â
âIâm not going to sleep either. Iâll pack up and go home in a while.â
âYou want to go home?â Qu Moyu was stunned for a moment, and seemed to remember that Shen Dai still had his own home. He frowned, feeling somewhat unhappy, âDonât go back. There are only three days left for the holiday.â
âYeah, so I have to go back to accompany my-âŠâ
â-Youâre already married.â Qu Moyu raised his eyebrows at Shen Dai, âYouâre going to spend the New Year at your husbandâs house.â
ââŠâ Shen Dai couldnât tell whether Qu Moyu was joking or serious.
Qu Moyu picked up the napkin and wiped his mouth gracefully. When he got up, he kissed Shen Daiâs face: âJust kidding. You can go home, but I want to see you at night.â
After Qu Moyu left, Shen Dai was stunned for a long time by himself. He then quickly finished his breakfast and went back to his room. He changed his clothes, looked at the laptop he usually carried in his backpack, hesitated for a while, but still took it out of the backpack. He will go home to accompany his grandmother today. He didnât plan to go to work. In the evening⊠Qu Moyu asked him to come back in the evening, and he would come back, so there was no need to bring his laptop with him.
He also knew that it was never a good thing to listen to Qu Moyuâs instructions. But he also knew that he was so obedient not only because Qu Moyu was an S-class alpha or his employer, but because he couldnât refuse any request from Qu Moyu.
When he got home, the news of the death of the founder of Xingzhou Group was shown on the TV coincidentally.
His grandmother pointed to the TV and said, âOh, itâs no wonder that your business trip ended so quickly. Dear, youâre tossing back and forth like this. Is jet lag not messing you up? Are you tired?â
âFortunately, I slept on the plane.â Shen Dai helped his grandmother to sit down, âGrandma, do you want to eat an apple? Iâll cut one for you.â
âI donât want to eat, donât want to eat. I ate a lot in the morning and still havenât digested them.â
Seeing that Shen Qin was going to clean up the house, Shen Dai whispered to his grandmother, âHow are you doing these days? Is he taking good care of you?â
His grandmother smiled and said, âItâs good, donât worry.â
Shen Dai was relieved when he saw that his grandmother had obviously gained more weight. Her face was not place, and she seemed to be well taken care of.
The background sound on the TV was still about Xingzhou, but Shen Dai didnât pay attention. He chatted with his grandmother on the side. After all, he had more information in private than hearing it from the news.
After Shen Qin cleaned up the house, he sat on the sofa and watched TV. When he picked up the remote control to change the channel, he was attracted by a picture on the screen, and the expression on his face gradually changed from surprise to thoughtful.
Shen Dai didnât notice all this.
After dinner, Shen Dai used business as an excuse to leave. Looking at his grandmotherâs disappointed eyes, he felt very guilty. But when he thought that Qu Moyu might need him, his body was still there but his heart had already flown back to Qu Moyuâs side.
Back at Quâs house, Qu Moyu hadnât come back yet. Although Shen Dai was a little disappointed, he was not surprised. Today must be the day when he was too busy to even hang around.
Shen Dai took a shower, turned on the computer, and started writing his thesis. He wanted to wait for Qu Moyu to come back no matter what time it is so that Qu Moyu could see himself as soon as he got home.
This wait lasted until two in the morning.
Shen Dai didnât get enough sleep, so he couldnât bear it anymore. Just when he was yawning, he finally heard the familiar sound of the engine and he hurried downstairs.
Qu Moyu was helped in by Lao Wu and Uncle Heng, because he drank too much. He could smell the alcohol from a distance. From his vain steps and his eyes that were hard to focus, it could be seen that he was drunk.
The first time Shen Dai saw Qu Moyu getting drunk, he remembered that Aunt Lan casually mentioned that Qu Moyu didnât drink often, and if he had a good amount of alcohol, he rarely got drunk. Shen Dai didnât know what he experienced that day. But seeing that he couldnât hide the tiredness in his eyes, he couldnât help feeling distressed himself. He walked over and reached out to touch but there was no room for him to intervene.
Unexpectedly, Qu Moyu swung Lao Wu and Uncle Heng away and threw himself on Shen Dai. Although Shen Dai was prepared, Qu Moyu couldnât stand still. He couldnât help but keep pulling him down because of his weight. Lao Wu and Uncle Heng quickly came to help again, and they were all about to fall to the ground together.
âAh Dai.â Qu Moyu murmured, âAh Dai.â
âIâm here.â Shen Dai stroked his back over and over, comforting him gently.
âAh Dai.â
âIâm here.â
Qu Moyu called out his name several times in a row. Shen Dai kept responding patiently As if some restless nerves had finally been smoothed out, Qu Moyu was silent.
It took a lot of effort to get Qu Moyu onto the bed. Aunt Lan and Shen Dai helped him undress and cleaned him with a towel and he fell asleep just like that.
Aunt Lan said, âI havenât seen the young master drunk for a long time. The last time it seemed⊠when he was still young. When he was in his teens, he drank a lot with his friends.â
âWhat was he like when he was in his teens?â Shen Dai asked curiously.
âLike a little adult. The young master was very mature at an early age. The S-class alphas are like this. He had to learn a lot from a very young age.â Aunt Lan said with some emotion, âActually, he was just a child, and most of the time he pretended to be a mature young master. Heâs only 25 after the new year, itâs really hard to carry such a heavy burden on the shoulders of such a young man.â
ââŠâŠYes.â
âAh Dai, I think the young master is now relying on you. He kept calling you by your name just now.â Aunt Lan said with a smile, âIt would be great if you could help the young master share some of the pressure of life. The young master needs you to be around. A person who knows the cold and the hot sides of him.â
Shen Dai looked at Qu Moyuâs sleeping face. It was as quiet and beautiful as a painting. Even though he didnât drink a drop of alcohol, his heart was also drunk. Of course, he wanted to be the one who was relied on by Qu Moyu. He felt that Qu Moyu had placed him closer to his side. But will he allow him to enter his heart?
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Next update: 2022.05.11
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*Translatorâs note: As I said, letâs indulge in the sweetness while it is still sweet, yeah⊠This chapter was quite nsfw but not S-class smut yet (similar to chapter 37) but I still classified the chapter as âmatureâ (M). -K