"Just one. You can give me my goodnight kiss when we go to bed. Don't I know you? You'll definitely try to fob me off then."
"All right, then. Just one for now."
Mo Chengzhou bent down and brought his face close to Yan Wen. Yan Wen lifted his chin and kissed Mo Chengzhou on the cheek.
Yan Wen grinned at Mo Chengzhou. "Satisfied?"
Mo Chengzhou shook his head. "I haven't kissed you yet."
After the kiss, Yan Wen stared dazedly at the ceiling, his eyes misty and his lips red and swollen.
"Can Mr. Mo really hold out for these three years? I'm suddenly a little worried about myself."
"I doubt it. Mo Chengzhou has been celibate for twenty-five years. Now that he's suddenly discovered what he's been missing, he's like a flood bursting through the gates. There's no stopping him. Host, be careful. Don't go around casually teasing him."
"Fine, fine, I'll be careful. Seriously, kissing wasn't enough for him? My neck hurts like hell. Is he a mosquito or something? He left such a huge bump."
Mo Chengzhou held a fist to his lips and coughed lightly. "I'll be gentler next time."
Xiao Qi said, "All right, all right, Host. Get ready to go watch the drama."
Yan Wen put on a black jacket and pulled the zipper all the way up to hide his neck. He didn't want anyone seeing the red marks on it. That would be so embarrassing.
Yan Wen tugged at Mo Chengzhou. "Come on. Let's go watch a show."
Mo Chengzhou nodded. "All right."
A thin veil shrouded the moonlight. The Bluestone Path ran through the backyard, bordered by neatly trimmed holly bushes. Beside it lay a large stretch of lawn with a stone table.
Mu Xu Ci nudged Xie Zhiwen's arm.