Perhaps You Like Floor-to-Ceiling Windows Too

When Pei Jiaqian returned to Ye Qingpu's office carrying bags upon bags of things, a child suddenly darted out and slammed straight into his leg.

"Ow..."

He froze for a moment, looking at the soft little dumpling that had landed on its butt. Pei Jiaqian found it rather astonishing.

"Young Master, slow down."

The assistant quickly scooped the child up and gave Pei Jiaqian an apologetic look.

"Whose kid is this?"

Pei Jiaqian set the iced Americano in front of Ye Qingpu, then took out a small cake for him.

"Jiang Jifu's nephew," Ye Qingpu said helplessly. "He got called away for work at the last minute, so he dropped off the nephew he was supposed to be watching with me."

"Oh~"

"...Why do you look like you've been relieved of a burden?" Ye Qingpu asked with a laugh.

"I thought he was your illegitimate son, Brother~"

"Bullshit."

"Oh, I know Brother keeps himself pure and proper for me~ I was joking." Pei Jiaqian reached out and poked the tip of his nose, his tone slightly frivolous.

Men were rotten by nature. People who appeared gentle on the surface, like Pei Jiaqian, were even worse—that was Ye Qingpu's guess.

"My assistant needs to inspect one of the branch offices for me. Can you help watch this child?" Ye Qingpu asked.

"Sure."

Pei Jiaqian agreed readily and took the little glutinous-rice dumpling from the assistant's arms. "A boy or a girl?"

"President Pei, the young master is obviously a boy," the assistant said with a smile.

"Oh... Sorry... What's his name?"

"His surname is Jiang. His nickname is Potato."

"Okay~ Potato~ Hello there. Big Brother here is a good guy~"

Pei Jiaqian carried him over beside Ye Qingpu.

"Who introduces themselves like that?"

Ye Qingpu took the child and placed him on his uninjured leg, then poked Potato's fair, tender cheek—much bouncier than he had expected. It felt pretty nice. Were all children's cheeks like this?

Finding it curious, Ye Qingpu raised a hand and pinched Pei Jiaqian's cheek.

Sure enough, adult cheeks and children's cheeks felt completely different.

Pei Jiaqian silently took out his phone and snapped a photo. His mind had already conjured up an image of a house full of children and grandchildren.

The scene was so beautiful that he was nearly moved to tears.

But Pei Jiaqian quickly realized something was wrong. Why was this little brat attacking Brother's chest?!

No. Brother's pecs belonged to him alone.

He snatched the child into his arms and pinched Potato's cheek. "Little guy, are you hungry? Want Big Brother to feed you some dessert?"

Ye Qingpu smiled helplessly, glanced at his phone out of habit, then returned his full attention to work.

Pei Jiaqian carried Potato to the sofa and suddenly realized something. Could a three- or four-year-old child eat cake and things like that?

Wow... He had never raised a child. How was he supposed to know...

"Brother, can little kids eat cake?" Pei Jiaqian chose to ask for help.

"Mm, they can. Just don't give him too much."

Ye Qingpu gave him a brief glance before returning his gaze to the computer. He had originally planned to reply to the collaboration Huo Sili had proposed, but the other party had suddenly said there had been some trouble at the lab. They were suspending all domestic collaborations for the time being, so the matter would likely need to be discussed later.

He was reviewing materials on the research institute's previous projects when a startled cry suddenly made him jump.

"What happened?"

Ye Qingpu looked toward the sofa and abruptly met a face full of utter despair and faint panic.

??? Ye Qingpu tilted his head.

"Brother... He peed..."

Pei Jiaqian raised his hand. Liquid dripped from his long, elegant fingers, and a large patch of his shirt and pants had been soaked through.

"Pfft..."

Ye Qingpu pushed himself up and limped over, taking the little milk dumpling from Pei Jiaqian's arms in one swift motion.

"Oh dear... Our Potato is such a naughty boy. How could you pee all over Big Brother?"

"Wow... What do I do? It stinks." Pei Jiaqian wrinkled his nose.

"There's a bathroom in the room behind that door. Go take a shower first."

Suppressing his laughter, Ye Qingpu pointed at the closed door nearby.

Pei Jiaqian nodded, walked over, and opened the door. Beyond it was a simply decorated bedroom.

Ye Qingpu called someone from the assistant department to look after the child. After instructing them to take him to a baby care store for a bath, he entered the bedroom with his cane.

The sound of running water drifted from the bathroom. Ye Qingpu opened the wardrobe, examined it for a moment, then called a clothing store he frequented.

Based on their many experiences in bed, he described Pei Jiaqian's approximate measurements. Since they dealt in high-end clothing, they could naturally estimate what size of clothes to send over.

The moment Pei Jiaqian opened the door after showering, he saw Ye Qingpu.

They stared at each other, both at a loss, before their ears immediately turned red.

"You... couldn't cover yourself before coming out...?"

Ye Qingpu silently looked away.

Pei Jiaqian instinctively turned to the side, equally embarrassed. It was broad daylight, and he was walking around naked. He felt like a pervert.

"I thought no one would come in."

The explanation was weak. Seeing his embarrassed expression, Ye Qingpu suddenly felt a mischievous impulse rise within him.

Leaning on his cane, he approached unhurriedly. Every step was steady, and he made sure each step of his leather shoes rang against the floor.

Pei Jiaqian's Adam's apple bobbed as he instinctively backed away.

"What are you afraid of?" Ye Qingpu backed him into the corner. "I'm not going to eat you."

"It's not that..." A flush crept across Pei Jiaqian's face. "I'd actually quite like Brother to eat me."

When Pei Jiaqian suddenly grabbed his hands and guided them downward, Ye Qingpu jolted in surprise.

"Isn't Brother going to do something?"

Pei Jiaqian rested his chin against Ye Qingpu's neck, his voice much lower now.

"I was just reminding you to dry your hair."

Ye Qingpu's expression was somewhat unnatural, his palms burning hot.

"Is that so? Then that's really cruel. Brother clearly knows my heat only just ended."

"Aren't you pretty good at holding back..." After all, he had not done that even once during his heat...

"Do you find that regrettable, Brother?"

Pei Jiaqian tilted his head slightly and sniffed Ye Qingpu's reddened ear.

"Regrettable how?"

"That I didn't do something bad?"

"Not at all."

"Really? Just one word from Brother, and I'll be a bad Puppy~"

Hearing his coaxing tone, Ye Qingpu flushed deeply despite himself.

"I-I'm going back to work."

"That's so cruel... Little Qian told me he misses Little Qingpu very much. We need to see each other more often to get familiar, you know~"

"Stop it... It's broad daylight..."

"What are you embarrassed about~"

"Who's embarrassed..." Ye Qingpu gently touched the stitches on Pei Jiaqian's neck, a trace of concern in his eyes. "Does it still hurt?"

"It won't hurt if Brother kisses it."

Unexpectedly, Ye Qingpu tilted his head and gently kissed his wound. The movement was soft, overflowing with tenderness. "Don't let it hurt again. And don't get hurt again."

Pei Jiaqian chuckled and glanced at the bedroom's floor-to-ceiling window.

Suddenly, his gaze darkened, and he wrapped an arm around Ye Qingpu's waist—

"Perhaps... Brother really likes floor-to-ceiling windows."

"Hey! Who likes them?!"

Ye Qingpu cried out as he was suddenly slung over Pei Jiaqian's shoulder.

"I noticed that every place Brother stays has floor-to-ceiling windows. I thought it was a hint."

"Who was hinting at you?! Let go... Let go, Pei Jiaqian!"

"Brother says my name so nicely. Then let's hear what it sounds like when Brother calls my name with a little sob in his voice~"