Yun Chuan held his insulated mug and sulked.
Fang Yi stood nearby without a word.
He had just witnessed a peerless master crash and burn. Keeping a low profile was his best chance of survival.
After a few minutes, Yun Chuan recovered and turned to look at Yu Xiuyuan. He had finished showing off to Qiu Ziye and started fishing again.
Yun Chuan tightened his grip on the mug, unwilling to admit defeat.
He stood and walked toward Yu Xiuyuan.
Yu Xiuyuan was holding his fishing rod, eagerly awaiting his next catch, when he saw Yun Chuan striding toward him, his coat fluttering behind him. Against the beautiful snowy backdrop, he looked even more handsome than a model on a runway.
Once he reached Yu Xiuyuan, he leaned forward slightly and slowly lowered himself onto one knee.
Yu Xiuyuan's hand trembled around the rod. What was with that horribly suggestive pose?
It gave him a fright.
Yun Chuan wasn't satisfied with kneeling. He rested his left hand on Yu Xiuyuan's knee, looked up at him, and said gently,
"You forgot your coffee. I had a few more sips, but there's still plenty left. Have some more. It'll warm you up."
Yu Xiuyuan's face flushed bright red.
He hadn't even realized that he and Yun Chuan had been drinking from the same mug earlier.
He frowned at the mug. It was actually the same insulated one from the RV.
No wonder it kept things warm so well.
Yun Chuan was certainly frugal, carrying a single insulated mug with him wherever he went.
By now, the live comments had reached a fever pitch:
[Aaaaaah! God Yun is making his move!]
[Aaaaaah, he's proposing! He's proposing!]
[Sharing a cup of coffee-how is that any different from sleeping together?]
[The original partner really is