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In an instant, Owen's arm tightened, his palm pressed against Xin Chun's back as it slid down along the hollow of his spine, gradually disappearing into the hot spring...

"Mm." Xin Chun let out a soft moan and raised his head, his eyes glistening with moisture.

Owen's dark green eyes were unfathomably deep, as though two clusters of black fire burned within them. He spoke in a hoarse voice. "Let me make you feel good, okay?"

Xin Chun buried his head again and nodded silently.

The water in the hot spring began to ripple gently...

As everyone knew, no one could soak in a hot spring for too long. By the time Owen carried Xin Chun out of the water, he was already lightheaded and languid, too comfortable to move and wanting only to sleep.

Owen dried the droplets from Xin Chun's body, carried him to the bed, replaced the underwear he had taken off earlier with a fresh pair, and tucked him beneath the covers.

Xin Chun groggily opened his eyes. Once he confirmed where Owen was, he nestled against him and rubbed himself closer.

Owen's heart instantly melted at Xin Chun's unconscious gesture. He held him close, his lips brushing against his hair.

I'm willing to give you a little more time. We'll be together eventually.

After the trip ended and they returned home, the moment they opened the door, the Alaskan Malamute enthusiastically pounced on them. His fluffy paws landed on Xin Chun's chest, nearly knocking him off balance.

Fortunately, Xin Chun had long been prepared for his dog son's excitement. After vigorously rubbing his head, he found the snacks he had bought and opened a package to feed him.

"Woof, woof." Handsome Star's tail wagged with boundless delight.

Li Ze left not long after returning the keys to Owen, taking some souvenirs with him when he went.

William looked at Xin Chun enviously. He wanted to be pounced on by a dog too. "Let me feed him." Unable to resist any longer, William crouched beside Xin Chun.

Xin Chun handed him the snack bag. "Don't feed him too much."

"Got it." William eagerly accepted it.

Xin Chun then carried the suitcase upstairs to unpack. It was already early autumn, and after putting everything away, he checked the calendar.

Just then, there were two knocks at the door. Xin Chun had not closed it, so he turned around to see Owen leaning against the doorframe. "What are you looking at?"

Xin Chun said, "I'm planning to visit Y City soon."

Owen walked in. "Hm?"

"My grandfather once sponsored a child younger than me. He's studying at a university in Y City now, and it'll soon be time to visit Grandpa's grave. We usually go together."

After Grandpa passed away, the boy learned the news and no longer wanted to accept any help. Even though Xin Chun said he could continue supporting him, the boy refused.

The two of them stayed in touch, and Xin Chun knew that he had been admitted to a university in Y City.

"Can I come with you?" Owen asked, his dark green eyes fixed on Xin Chun. "But if you think it would be presumptuous..."

Xin Chun said, "You can. We'll go together, Owen."

I want to take you to meet Grandpa. Even if you hadn't said anything, I would have brought it up. But I won't let you know that.

After finishing their work, Owen drove Xin Chun to Y City. The boy Grandpa had sponsored was named Jiao Yang, and he was currently studying at the best university in Y City.

It was still early, so Xin Chun sent Jiao Yang a message. He was in class.

[Xin Chun, wait for me a little while.]

[No rush. Focus on your class. I'll take a walk around the campus first.]

After sending the messages, Xin Chun looked up and said, "This university has a graduation project exhibition hall. Let's go take a look."

The students' works were all very creative, and anything selected for exhibition surely had something distinctive about it.

However, Owen's appearance was clearly rather uncommon on a university campus. Mixed-race, handsome and mature, tall and straight-backed, with an exceptionally captivating pair of eyes—he was like walking hormones. Not only were the girls looking at him, even some of the boys were secretly sizing him up.

Xin Chun pursed his lips, regretting a little that he had brought Owen onto the

campus.

"I'm going to the restroom," Xin Chun said.

"Okay. I'll wait here."

Xin Chun looked around for the restroom inside the exhibition hall. After taking care of business and coming back out, he found that three girls had somehow gathered around Owen.

"Do you like this piece? What do you think of it?"

"It's not bad," Owen answered politely.

One of the girls smiled shyly. "This is my work. I'm glad you like it. You're not from this university, are you?"

"I'm not."

"Are you here to find someone? Or do you have something to do?"

"I'm looking for someone."

Xin Chun slowly walked over and heard the girl say, "Can we get acquainted? My name is Lisa. May I know your name? Could we... exchange contact information?"

Owen smiled and was just about to refuse when he heard a voice behind him.

"Owen."

Before he could turn around, an arm wrapped around him.

Xin Chun tilted his head up and naturally kissed Owen on the cheek. Smiling, he said, "Did I keep you waiting too long? I'll be quicker next time."

"They are...?"

Xin Chun looked as though he had only just noticed the three girls, his face full of confusion.

"You're a couple?" Lisa's expression stiffened slightly.

Owen answered, "Yes. He's my lover."

"Sorry to disturb you." The three girls hurried away.

Once they had left, Xin Chun released the arm around Owen, but Owen caught his hand as it dropped. "Were you jealous?"

Xin Chun feigned calmness. "I wasn't. I was just helping you out."

"Then I should thank you for your help." Owen's voice carried a smile.

"No..."

Before he could finish, Owen kissed his cheek in return.

Xin Chun immediately covered his cheek and looked around. He had not cared just now, but he felt embarrassed now. There were not many people in the graduation project exhibition hall, but people were still walking around.

Besides, Owen was already eye-catching.

Their "actions" could easily be seen.

"Ahem, let's go. Jiao Yang should be getting out of class soon."