Yu Xiuyuan knew when to quit. When Yun Chuan turned away to undress, he took the hair dryer and left.
He had teased him just enough. Any more, and no promise would hold.
Unlike Yun Chuan, he really did have work once morning came. He couldn't afford to do anything now.
He listened to the sounds from the bathroom, but never heard the door lock.
Was he still hoping I'd launch a surprise attack?
Closet pervert.
Yu Xiuyuan dried his hair, packed his suitcase, and cleaned the bedroom floor.
His apartment had only one bedroom, and the couch was a small two-seater. Yun Chuan would barely fit on it.
The bed was out of the question for now, too.
If he let Yun Chuan sleep in the bed, his ass wouldn't be safe.
He took out two quilts and laid them on the floor, then lay down on the bed and scrolled through his phone.
Sister Man had sent him plenty more messages, all about work arrangements.
Yu Xiuyuan skimmed them, then closed the chat.
Such terrifying things had no place in a happy moment.
He played games for a while longer, but Yun Chuan still hadn't come out.
Yu Xiuyuan checked the time. It had been nearly an hour.
He was no longer naive enough to think Yun Chuan took long showers because he was a clean freak.
But this little hands-on project was taking far too long.
He was genuinely sleepy, and Yun Chuan had also claimed to have work after daybreak.
Yu Xiuyuan threw back the covers, walked to the bathroom door, and listened. All he heard was running water.
He called softly, "Yun Chuan."
A muffled groan came from behind the door.
Yu Xiuyuan raised an eyebrow. He hadn't done that on purpose. It was just