Rustle, rustle.
Lin Xingye was half asleep, vaguely aware of the sound of clothes brushing together beside him. He opened his eyes groggily and saw Cheng Yu putting on his tie.
Seeing that he was awake, Cheng Yu kissed his forehead apologetically. "Sorry. Did I wake you?"
Lin Xingye was still a little angry and glared at him with a pout. Afraid of thunder, his ass! He didn't even know whether there had actually been any thunder last night!
"Where are you going?" His body was more honest, though, and he caught hold of Cheng Yu's sleeve. Still groggy, Lin Xingye had forgotten that Cheng Yu had to go to work.
Cheng Yu looked with satisfaction at the profusion of bite marks on his neck and rubbed it twice. "To work."
Lin Xingye clung to the hem of his clothes, refusing to let go. Cheng Yu scooped him out from under the covers and patted his round bottom. "Do you want to come too?"
Lin Xingye gave a small nod. Cheng Yu laughed and carried him into the bathroom to wash up.
Still half asleep, Lin Xingye caught sight of the bright, clean floor-to-ceiling windows. For some reason, one patch seemed a little misty, as though it had been soaked with water.
The tips of Lin Xingye's ears reddened again. He shyly looked away and buried his head in the crook of Cheng Yu's neck.
By the time he came to his senses again, he was already sitting in Cheng Yu's car with a hot breakfast in his hands. The young assistant in front kept stealing curious glances at him.
With William's help, Cheng Yu had more or less established his company here. He now had a foothold of his own, and once things had settled down and he appointed