Only after his breathing had steadied a little did Yu Xiuyuan ask, his face flushed, "What got into you?"
Yun Chuan held him in silence for a moment before answering in a hoarse voice:
"You don't care about me, and it hurts."
Yu Xiuyuan felt wrongfully accused. "How do I not care about you?"
Yun Chuan bit the side of his neck again, sounding a little fierce. "You weren't even jealous."
Yu Xiuyuan drew a breath. It took him a few seconds to realize Yun Chuan was talking about watching the movie.
He pushed hard, but couldn't budge him. All he could do was keep his head tipped back and explain with a flushed face:
"You already kicked her off the dating reality show for me. And when she paid to get those smear campaigns trending last time, didn't you get back at her for me too? I'm supposed to be jealous even after all that? Wouldn't that be a bit too unreasonable?"
In truth, Yun Chuan had known the answer the moment Yu Xiuyuan kissed him back.
But hearing Yu Xiuyuan explain it still made him helplessly happy.
There was something else bothering him, though. "You didn't even know who was outside, and you dared to answer the door dressed like this?"
Now Yu Xiuyuan really had to hand it to him. These were perfectly ordinary pajamas. They didn't expose anything.
Surely he wasn't expected to wear a turtleneck to bed?
Besides, he'd guessed it was Yun Chuan outside.
"You're the only person who would knock on my door at this hour," Yu Xiuyuan explained irritably.
Yun Chuan's eyes lit up. He held him tighter, pressing their bodies together, his voice growing husky again:
"You're saying you dressed like this especially to see me?"
Feeling the belt pressing against