Zhou Zhichu stood beside the stove, looking up at the backs of the two men in front of him, his eyes full of envy.
When would he be able to hug someone as freely as Brother Chi and Brother Fu did on a variety show, boldly showing everyone their relationship?
"I'm not sleepy. If you want to sleep, go by yourself. I'm reminding you one more time: don't get cooking fumes all over you. Hurry up and go back."
With all three bamboo shoots cut into strips and plated, Chi An stood up and handed the plate to Zhou Zhichu.
As Chi An walked toward Zhou Zhichu, Fu Yanci followed him with his eyes closed. Even being unable to see didn't stop him from walking with his arms around Chi An.
"Mmm~ If you're not sleeping, neither am I," Fu Yanci continued to reply.
"...How about touching your eyes to check whether they're open?" With Fu Yanci hugging him the whole time, Chi An couldn't do anything else.
After preparing the bamboo shoots, Chi An went to the tap and washed his hands, then led him over to the table. "Fu Yanci, stand properly."
"Mmm... I am. I am." Despite saying that, Fu Yanci still refused to let go of Chi An's waist. With his face pressed against Chi An's shoulder the whole time, his lips were slightly parted.
Chi An: "..."
"Pfft." Watching from behind them, Zhou Zhichu laughed. With flour still on his hands, he rubbed his itchy nose and asked with a smile, "Brother Chi, what was Brother Fu doing last night? Why's he so sleepy?"
"He sleepwalked up to heaven. From the look of him, he probably drank plenty once he got there." Chi An forcibly pried Fu Yanci's hands off his waist, freed himself from