Sheng Nian lay on the large round bed, watching on his side as Yan Feizhuo carried his clothes into the bathroom and shut the door.
As the steam touched the frosted glass and condensed into winding streams of water, Yan Feizhuo's tall, straight figure became hazily visible inside.
Sheng Nian's face burned red, and he could not help covering it with his hands.
Was this how Yan Feizhuo had watched me shower in there just now?
This was, this was just too...
Sheng Nian did not dare look again. He turned his back to the bathroom, inched toward the middle of the bed, and pulled the covers over himself.
There was no collar or gland patch on his smooth nape. The bite marks left by the previous marking had healed, as though those days of intimacy had been a dream.
When Yan Feizhuo came out of the bathroom, he saw that stretch of smooth nape and smelled the naturally sweet jasmine fragrance in the air, utterly different from the incense.
He licked his canine teeth in dissatisfaction. The temporary marking was still there, but the bite marks had healed.
Sheng Nian was completely unaware of the approaching danger. Whether surfing during the day had used up too much energy or that mouthful of alcohol really was that potent, his eyelids were practically stuck together, but he still fought to stay awake until Yan Feizhuo finished showering so they could sleep together.
Hearing movement now, he turned over, drowsy and clingy as a little sticky rice cake. "Feizhuo, hurry and get in. I've warmed the bed for you."
Yan Feizhuo chuckled, and the cruel urge to torment him that had just stirred in his Alpha nature dissipated.
He gave his hair a couple of careless wipes. "I'll come once I've dried