Unaware of what was happening outside, Ji Ting enjoyed a comfortable soak in a hot bath.
When he left the bathroom and stepped into the main room, he found the lighting unusually soft and dim. The only bright light came from the simulated flames dancing in the fireplace.
The flickering light fell across Ji Yanzhi's profile as he sat quietly on the sofa, making his already well-defined features look even more striking.
"Ji Ear, finished your bath?"
"Mm." Ji Ting nodded, his gaze drawn to the bottle of champagne in the ice bucket on the table. "Did you order wine?"
"Don't worry." Ji Yanzhi rose and walked over to him, explaining, "It's nonalcoholic sparkling wine. It tastes about the same, but it definitely won't get you drunk."
They walked hand in hand to the table and sat down. Ji Yanzhi picked up the towel-wrapped bottle and deftly opened it, pouring the pink wine into flutes in a stream of fine bubbles. He had just picked up his own glass, intending to say something, when Ji Ting, thirsty after his bath, lifted his glass and very straightforwardly drained it.
Ji Yanzhi froze for a second, then chuckled and picked up the bottle to refill his glass. "How does it taste?"
Ji Ting hadn't paid much attention to the flavor. He only said, "It doesn't taste alcoholic. It's quite fizzy."
"Good." Ji Yanzhi raised his glass, and they clinked them together.
Ji Ting took another small sip and asked, "Ji Yanzhi, is there something you want to tell me?"
"Hmm?" Ji Yanzhi paused. "Why do you ask?"
"You didn't get into bed to wait for me, and you prepared all this. It seems like you're not planning to turn in early."
Ji Yanzhi's Adam's apple bobbed slightly. In a sudden flash of