Ch1.8 - (I). Colorful Wisdom 2

Yan Chen was flattered by Rong Jun’s actions. He stared wide-eyed in astonishment and stayed where he was. Even when they were still dating, Rong Jun scarcely did such kind of gestures.

“Qingqing…” Yan Chen was so excited that his voice was trembling, he held Rong Jun’s smiling face with both hands, leaning over to get more from him, but Rong Jun only turned his body to signal to him that he didn’t want to do it.

“I’m a little tired.” Rong Jun said.

“Let’s wash you up then.” Jun’s easing attitude made Yan Chen a bit stiff, he grabbed his little lover’s waist and slowly pushed him back to the wall behind him.

“I, I’ll go by myself.” Rong Jun pressed his hands against the body that Yan Chen was leaning against, his eyes drooped down to avoid his sight, and his long and light eyelashes trembled. Yan Chen saw all of it, and it melted his heart of how adorable Rong Jun was.

“Why? Is there anything else about you that I haven’t seen, licked, and…” Yan Chen’s follow-up bullying words were hindered, when Rong Jun’s hands covered Yan Chen’s mouth. His pale red pupils were full of stains. He was sullen, but glared at Yan Chen fiercely, though his face was not deterrent at all, especially in Yan Chen’s case. To him, Rong Jun was entirely just adorable.

Rong Jun stared at Yan Chen with a dissatisfied gaze. “If you don’t leave, I’m not going to bed tonight.”

Yan Chen surrendered immediately, raised his hands and took a step back obediently, “I admit defeat.”

…

The whole floor-to-ceiling windows in the bedroom were only covered with a thin layer of veil. As soon as the sun rose, the light outside gradually dyed the interior of the room, white. Fading the dark shadow on the bed, stirring the white peacock up in his deep slumber.

Rong Jun Opened his eyes slowly, the bright light was not too dazzling under the filter of the veil, but he still opened his eyes several times to adapt to the light.

When he was almost fully awake, Rong Jun suddenly noticed the warmth clinging to his back and the thick arms clasped in front of him.

Yan Chen’s figure is much larger than his. The forearm in front of his abdomen looks extremely oppressive.

Rong Jun’s eyes that were staring at the arm in front of him quickly flashed a trace of disgust, his brows subconsciously wrinkled, his hand on the bed tightened, his fingers gripped the sheet below, and then slowly loosened again.

He turned over in Yan Chen’s arms, his movements were light, but it was not enough to wake up the man beside him.

Yan Chen woke up a few minutes after Rong Jun, and it took him a few seconds to adjust to the brightness in the room. And witnessing the sober appearance of the person in his arms, he couldn’t help but smile, “Qingqing.”

Rong Jun pursed his lips together and did not make any sound, only the corners of his lips displayed a faint arc.

But in the eyes of Yan Chen who was in a good mood, what he saw was another scene, his Qingqing was smiling.

Yan Chen curled his fingers and tucked Rong Jun’s loose hair behind his ears, and rubbed it softly and vaguely with the pulp of his fingers. “Do you want to get up or sleep for a while?”

A hint of drowsiness appeared on Rong Jun’s face, and he quietly shrank into Yan Chen’s arms.

Yan Chen looked at his lover who took the initiative to be close to him. His expression totally melted, and he was overjoyed to no end. He tightened his arms and rubbed the silver hair with the tip of his nose. The satisfaction in his heart almost overflowed.

The two of them closed their eyes and slept for another hour or so, and then got up shortly right after to take a bath, when the sunlight penetrated the room completely.

After washing and changing his clothes, Rong Jun stood by the window. His face, serious. When he heard the bathroom door open, he withdrew his gaze, as if he had just walked there.

He naturally sat on the chair inches away from where he was, and took a sip from the cup that was placed above the coffee table.