Yan Qingdu paused in front of the wardrobe, then raised his hand and closed its doors.
Yan Qingdu walked over to the sofa and sat in the empty spot beside Ye Yizhou.
"Hmm? Aren't you going to shower?"
Feeling the man sit down beside him, Ye Yizhou was a little puzzled, but he remained focused on his match-three game and asked without looking up.
Yan Qingdu reached out and squeezed the soft flesh at the nape of Ye Yizhou's neck.
"Mmm, that feels good. I suggest you massage both my shoulders and my neck."
Enjoying it a little, Ye Yizhou casually tapped his shoulders twice and made his request as though it were only natural. He was very polite about it, too. "Thank you, hubby~"
Yan Qingdu's hand paused, then settled on Ye Yizhou's shoulder a second later as he silently began massaging his shoulders.
That "hubby" had gone straight to Yan Qingdu's heart.
He had to admit that Ye Yizhou had him wrapped around his finger with hardly any effort.
Yan Qingdu massaged Ye Yizhou's shoulders for several minutes, quietly watching him clear one level after another of his match-three game.
After clearing several levels in a row, Ye Yizhou turned off his iPad in satisfaction.
Ye Yizhou clambered up from the sofa, pressed a hand to the back of his neck, and tilted his head back to stretch, feeling much more comfortable and relaxed.
"Little Yan, you're pretty good at this massage business. I'll come to you again. Now that you've got me, you can't massage anyone else~"
Ye Yizhou offered this somewhat satisfied praise, leaned in to kiss Yan Qingdu on the lips, and smiled slyly. "Your tip."
"If you're not going to shower, I'll go first."
With that, Ye Yizhou rose from the sofa, only for