Ji Yanzhi carried Ji Ting in his arms, walking step by step into the carefully decorated bridal suite.
Soft, warm light dispelled the darkness, mingling with the faint starlight filtering through the windows to create an intimate, cozy atmosphere. Ji Yanzhi carefully lowered the man in his arms. Ji Ting sank into the soft bed, his eyes clearly reflecting Ji Yanzhi's figure and his undisguised love and desire.
Ji Yanzhi knelt on one knee at the edge of the bed and leaned closer, his low voice carrying a smile. "Academician Ji, do you remember what we left out last time in the Arctic?"
Ji Ting paused, then realized what he meant and nodded gently.
"This time," Ji Yanzhi said, his fingertips sliding down to brush almost imperceptibly across Ji Ting's collarbone, "I've done very, very thorough 'research' and preparation."
He stood, walked over to a cabinet in the room, and opened a drawer,
Ji Yanzhi brought the box to the bedside, set it down, and opened the lid,
"with a trace of barely perceptible pride, as though displaying his own
, froze for a few seconds, then seemed to remember something and reached into his own
He pressed his lips together and opened the box
"...I prepared a few things too." Ji Ting's voice was soft, a little embarrassed but very earnest,
, then looked at each other. Both froze for a moment before they couldn't help laughing.
Their smiles held a touch of helpless amusement, but more than that, the warmth of knowing how deeply the other cherished them, how carefully they were being cared for.
leaned closer, bracing his arms on either side of Ji Ting and enclosing him beneath him. "Who would have thought our ever-busy Academician Ji would personally research this too?"
Ji Ting blinked and