Carry It Yourself

Si You stretched out a hand and pressed it lightly against Jiang Tingxu's chest, smiling without quite smiling. "What are you doing? This is a restaurant, not home."

"Who's afraid of anyone?" Jiang Tingxu leaned closer and captured his lips. Their breathing immediately fell into disarray, and they both sank into it with equal force.

They were still caught up in the feverish rush of a new relationship. When others were around, they could behave properly enough, but once they were alone—especially Jiang Tingxu—the final biting kisses left Si You faintly sore.

"Hiss—" Si You leaned back and narrowed his eyes at the man. "Were you born in the Year of the Dog?"

Jiang Tingxu said, "Yeah."

Si You pushed Jiang Tingxu away. "All right, let me eat something first. I'm starving to death."

Jiang Tingxu took Si You's hand and led him to sit down, then pressed the bell to signal for the food.

To outsiders, it probably seemed that whoever dated Jiang Tingxu had struck gold. In reality, in this relationship, Jiang Tingxu was the more clingy one.

"If I hadn't gone today, would you have added Xue Baiqing's contact?" Jiang Tingxu suddenly asked.

"I would have." Si You poured Jiang Tingxu some tea. Their kiss had left his whole body soft and his hands slightly numb, but that did nothing to hinder his smooth talking. "After all, I'm staying with the Xue Household. If I didn't have you backing me up, Xue Baiqing would be the kind of person I couldn't afford to offend. But don't worry. Practice makes perfect. I can handle this sort of thing."

Jiang Tingxu gave a soft laugh. "Practice makes perfect?"

"What else?" Si You said. "Plenty of people chase after me."

Jiang Tingxu ignored that remark and instead responded to the