Su Cimu was pinned in the bathtub and bullied by Shen Yannian for a long time. Just when he was about to reach his limit, he was scooped out again.
After being dried off, he was wrapped in nothing but a bath towel and carried straight to bed.
Su Cimu lay limp on the bed and looked up at Shen Yannian, who knelt beside him, his gaze gradually turning hazy.
"Baby, don't look at me like that-"
Shen Yannian was already struggling to rein in the desires he had suppressed for years, yet Young Master Su had to look at him with those soul-stealing eyes.
"Why?"
Su Cimu asked instinctively, not really wanting to know why Shen Yannian had said that.
He heard a soft chuckle, and then Shen Yannian leaned down against his ear and murmured lingeringly:
"Baby, do you know that, to a man, that look in your eyes says 'fuck me already'?"
"You old pervert, it does not!"
"Shh-my baby's being naughty again. You just promised not to call me names. Naughty boys have to be punished."
Seeing Shen Yannian smile like that, Su Cimu was instantly flooded with the fear of being at his mercy in the bathroom earlier. He rolled over and tried to escape the bed.
Who knew that position would be exactly what Shen Yannian wanted? He bent over him from behind, exercising the utmost restraint.
Su Cimu was bullied terribly that night and cried until his voice went hoarse.
But that old pervert Shen Yannian seemed to go deaf in bed. No matter what Su Cimu said, he heard none of it and kept bullying him with all his might.
In the dim room, the curtains were drawn tightly shut, with a sliver of light seeping through the gap.
Fully dressed, Shen Yannian sat at the head of the bed and felt Su Cimu's forehead. Only after finding that he had no fever did he breathe a sigh of relief.
He had gone too far last night.
The young master had clearly begged for mercy many times, yet he still could not control himself. His poor baby had been left to bear the consequences of his many years of abstinence.
But that night had left Shen Yannian exceptionally satisfied. He had never known anything so wonderful existed in the world, something addictive that left one tireless.
"Second Master, the young gentleman has slept all day. It's time to wake him for something to eat, or it will hurt his stomach."
Uncle Shen looked at the composed, restrained Shen Yannian and quietly reminded him.
Shen Yannian raised his wrist to check the time. It was already past two.
If they did not get up soon, he would not be able to pay his first visit to his father-in-law's home.
"Go prepare something easy to digest. I'll wake him."
"Yes, Second Master."
After Uncle Shen left, Shen Yannian found a way to wake Su Cimu. As for what method he used, that was not for outsiders to know.
All that could be said was that even Su Cimu's trip to the bathroom to wash up involved Shen Yannian carrying him. His big, dewy eyes glared indignantly at the utterly inhuman Shen Yannian.
"Don't look at me like that, unless you don't want to go back to the Su Family today."
The next second, Su Cimu withdrew his resentful gaze and began brushing his teeth and washing his face.
Shen Yannian had planned to have Su Cimu eat before they went to the Su Family together, but Young Master Su insisted on bringing the food into the car to eat, grandly calling it a way to save time.
When the driver saw Su Cimu bringing food into the car, he instinctively looked at Second Master Shen, only to see an indulgent smile on his face, without a trace of impatience.
"Second Master, do you think my parents will feel you don't value them, with us going to my house so late?"
With one foot propped against the car window, he reclined against Shen Yannian in an utterly unrestrained pose.
Shen Yannian kept an arm around Su Cimu's shoulders to keep the motion of the car from sending him tumbling to the floor.
"My father-in-law and mother-in-law should understand. After all, we're newlyweds. It's normal to get up a little late," Shen Yannian said without so much as a blush or a racing heartbeat.
Su Cimu was about to bristle at the word "newlyweds," but Shen Yannian popped a little biscuit into his mouth, putting out the fire.
It was already three in the afternoon when they arrived at the Su Family.
The Su family were anxiously pacing around the living room.
"Dad, you don't think Shen Yannian's done something to Xiao Ci, do you? Xiao Ci's got a hair-trigger temper. What if he accidentally offended Shen Yannian and Shen Yannian had someone bury him?" Su Yunchao said, pacing around the living room in great anxiety.
"Son, have you been reading some sort of illicit novel lately? We live under the rule of law now. Why would you think Shen Yannian could do something like that? Relax. Xiao Ci probably just slept in, which is why he hasn't come home yet."
Su Huaiyuan knew his youngest son very well and thought the reason probably lay with his darling troublemaker of a son.
"Old man, big brother, my dear mother, I'm back! Come welcome your young master!"
Before Su Cimu appeared in the living room, his booming voice had already penetrated the house through the doors and windows.
At the sound, all three stood up, then saw Su Cimu swaggering ahead of Shen Yannian and striding inside.
"Xiao Ci—"
"My good boy, you're finally home! Dad missed you terribly. Your mom missed you too. You were only away for one night, but Dad felt like you hadn't been home for a year," Su Huaiyuan said with great exaggeration when he saw his darling son safe and sound.
"Old man, you're so dramatic. I brought your daughter-in-law home for a visit. Old Shen, come say hello-"
Acting every bit the man of the house, Su Cimu urged Shen Yannian to greet his parents, completely failing to notice the awkward expressions on their faces and his older brother's.
Shen Yannian, on the other hand, took Su Cimu's unfiltered remarks in stride.
"Father-in-law, Mother-in-law, Brother-in-law-"
"Ah... Second Master, there's no need to be so formal. Just address me as you did yesterday."
Strictly speaking, Su Huaiyuan was only eighteen or nineteen years older than Shen Yannian. Being called his father-in-law was a little more than he could handle. Only his foolish son would dare call Shen Yannian his "wife."
"Propriety must be observed. Xiao Ci and I are married now, so his parents are naturally my parents. Please don't feel burdened, Father-in-law." Shen Yannian smiled calmly.
The Su family did not dare object.
Then they turned to look at Su Cimu, only to find him half-reclining on the sofa as though he had no bones, eating grapes while his eyes darted between them.
"Done talking? Then I'm going back to my room to sleep. I didn't sleep well last night, so I'll catch up on some sleep. Call me when it's time for dinner."
With that, Su Cimu got up on his own and headed toward his bedroom on the second floor, leaving Shen Yannian in the downstairs living room to deal with his family.
A glint flashed in Shen Yannian's eyes before he smiled at the Su family.
"I still don't know what Xiao Ci's room looks like. Would it be convenient for me to take a look?"
"Mm... Xiao Ci's room is at the end of the hall to the right on the second floor. Please, Second Master, go ahead."
"Thank you."
Shen Yannian nodded his thanks to Su Huaiyuan, then climbed the stairs toward the second-floor bedroom.
Su Cimu had only just lain down on the bed when he saw that old beast Shen Yannian walk into his room.
"What are you doing in here? This is my room." Su Cimu narrowed his eyes and watched Shen Yannian warily.
After entering, Shen Yannian reached behind himself to lock the door, then loosened his tie and walked toward the bed with his lips curved upward.