A Man's Heart Is as Deep as the Sea

Although He Qing was somewhat disgusted by the idea of brushing his teeth with a milk tea cup, he could only nod in agreement when he saw the expectant look in his little wife's eyes.

After washing up.

He Qing looked at Xu Yanche with anticipation in his eyes.

He was waiting for Xu Yanche to kiss him.

A French kiss.

But Xu Yanche seemed to have forgotten.

Xu Yanche had genuinely forgotten.

He walked over to the bed, took off his pajamas, and changed into his clothes.

Right in front of He Qing.

He Qing looked at Xu Yanche's naked body.

His breathing grew a little rapid.

He hurriedly looked away.

There was only one thought in his mind: So white.

Xu Yanche, dressed now, looked at He Qing, who was standing blankly at the bathroom door.

[What are you standing there for? Are you guarding the door?]

"Aren't you changing?"

He Qing was a little unhappy.

They had clearly agreed that Xu Yanche would kiss him, so why had he suddenly decided not to?

Unhappy, He Qing radiated low pressure from head to toe.

[What's wrong with him? Wasn't he fine just now? Why is he suddenly angry? Don't tell me he's on his period?]

[Oh, oh, oh, that body is pretty good. He looks really strong. I really don't know how he maintained it. He'd been lying in bed for over two years, yet his muscles hadn't atrophied. A domineering CEO really is different from ordinary people.]

He Qing looked at Xu Yanche. "I didn't bring any clothes." The clothes he had changed out of yesterday had been washed and were still not dry.

Xu Yanche withdrew his somewhat lecherous gaze.

He cleared his throat.

Then he went to the wardrobe, took out an outfit, and handed it to He Qing.

Their heights were about the same, so it should not have been a problem.

It was a white cotton T-shirt paired with black knee-length athletic shorts.

Xu Yanche had tousled his hair into a seven-three parting, making it fluffy.

He looked somewhat younger now, without the mature air he had when wearing a suit.

[Sss, that face could absolutely crush a whole crowd of male celebrities. Wuwuwu, I'm eating so well.]

Xu Yanche took He Qing's hand and led him to a breakfast shop near the hotel.

They ordered two bowls of wontons, two baskets of steamed buns, and two eggs.

Xu Yanche said, "What else do you want to eat? My treat."

[Having money feels so good. Before, I had to carefully budget every meal. Now I don't have to. I'm rich now.]

He Qing, who had still been a little upset that his little wife had not kissed him, felt a pang of heartache after hearing Xu Yanche's thoughts.

It seemed he would have to treat his little wife better in the future. His little wife had suffered too much before.

"Nothing else. What do you want to eat? I'll go buy it for you."

[Qingqing Darling is this nice? I never expected a cold, domineering CEO to care about people. That's a little surprising.]

He Qing: "..."

Xu Yanche shook his head. "Nothing else. I suddenly want a jianbing. I wonder if there's anywhere nearby that sells them."

He Qing stood up. "Wait here."

He wandered around nearby and finally found a jianbing stall five hundred meters away.

It was just past six in the morning, and there were not many people around. Two or three students were buying jianbing ahead of him.

Looking at the items written on the jianbing cart, he did not know what filling to get for his little wife.

In the end, he decided to add a little of everything.

"Add a fried egg, grilled sausage, chicken strips, fish fillet, chicken cutlet, pork loin, and sweet chili sauce. Two orders."

The auntie selling jianbing said with a smile, "Sure thing. That'll be thirty-five total. Scan the code over there."

He Qing took out his phone and scanned to pay.

Five minutes later, the jianbing were ready.

He carried them back.

But he seemed to have forgotten where the shop from earlier was.

Just as he was considering whether to call his little wife and have him come pick him up.

He saw Xu Yanche walking out of a shop in the distance.

Xu Yanche saw He Qing standing not far away, apparently unsure what he was doing.

He did not seem to be in a very good mood, and he was carrying the jianbing he had bought.

Xu Yanche ran over and hooked his arm through He Qing's. "Come on, come on, the wontons are getting soggy."

[Hahahaha, I never thought a mighty domineering CEO could get lost and forget things too. Since he bought me jianbing, I won't expose him.]

Xu Yanche had originally thought it would just be an ordinary jianbing, but when he took a bite, he was shocked to discover that He Qing had bought him a deluxe jianbing.

This was a combination he had not even dared to buy in his dreams before.

[Wuwuwu, what do I do? He Qing doesn't seem as cold and unapproachable as he looks. Anyone who buys me a deluxe jianbing is a good person.]

There was a trace of pity in He Qing's eyes as he looked at Xu Yanche.

It seemed his little wife's life had really been difficult before. Just buying a cheap jianbing had moved him to tears.

He was too easy to fool.

He would have to keep a close eye on him and not let anyone else trick him away.

Xu Yanche peeled an egg and held it to He Qing's lips. "Eat."

He Qing accepted the egg. "Thank you."

A broad smile bloomed across Xu Yanche's face. "You're welcome."

As he spoke, he peeled his own egg and stuffed the whole thing into his mouth in one bite.

He Qing, who was leisurely eating his egg, fell silent as he watched Xu Yanche swallow an entire egg in one mouthful.

Was his little wife always this bold when he ate?

Over the course of the meal, He Qing learned just how much Xu Yanche could eat.

He had eaten one small bowl of wontons, one jianbing, and one egg before he was full.

He did not eat his basket of soup dumplings because he could not fit any more in.

Xu Yanche pulled them over and ate them instead.

After finishing, he patted his stomach, still feeling like something was missing.

He Qing: "..." Being able to eat was a blessing.

"I saw a stall selling stuffed flatbreads where I bought the jianbing. I'll get you one."

Xu Yanche's eyes curved into crescents as he smiled. "Sure. I want one with grilled sausage and enoki mushrooms."

He Qing said, "All right."

[Hehe, I saved another meal's worth of money.]

After breakfast, Xu Yanche went to the production set to film. Seeing that He Qing was still following him, he found it a little strange.

[Why hasn't this great Buddha left yet? Isn't he a CEO? Shouldn't he be managing his company? If he doesn't manage the company, what will happen to my monthly allowance?]

The small amount of warmth He Qing had just begun to feel instantly turned cold.

He had figured it out now. Xu Yanche truly only had money in his eyes and nothing else.

"I'm leaving."

When Xu Yanche heard that He Qing was finally leaving, his heart burst with joy, though his face wore a reluctant expression.

He grabbed He Qing by the collar and pulled him closer, kissing his lips. He even stuck out his tongue and lightly licked the seam of He Qing's lips.

He Qing: "!"

He had finally remembered to kiss him.

Just as He Qing was about to deepen the kiss, Xu Yanche pulled away.

[Hehehe, I got to take a little advantage. I'm pretty capable.]

"Remember to message me when you get there. Be careful on your way back."

He Qing looked at Xu Yanche with unsatisfied desire. After two minutes, seeing that Xu Yanche had no intention of doing anything further.

He got into the car and went home, somewhat angrily.

[??? What is with this man's moods? Wasn't he fine just now? Sure enough, a man's heart is as deep as the sea—impossible to fathom, impossible to fathom.]