The indoor lighting was enchanting, and the two drew closer and closer, their hot breaths falling on Nan Qing's face like tiny brushes.
Just as she was about to be kissed, Nan Qing instinctively closed her eyes.
Her long, thick eyelashes shone down beneath her eyes; her skin was snow-white, her lips red, and her face was exquisitely beautiful, breathtakingly so.
The man holding him in his arms stared at him for a moment, then suddenly pulled away from him again.
Nan Qing waited for a while, but Huo Yuzhou didn't kiss him. He opened his eyes in a daze and found Huo Yuzhou staring at him with dark eyes.
Nan Qing was somewhat confused and also felt embarrassed and annoyed.
Seriously.
It was clearly Huo Yuzhou who kept pestering him to kiss him, and he had just deliberately given the signal, but now he was acting like nothing had happened, as if he was the one begging Huo Yuzhou to kiss him.
What's going on?
Even though she hadn't been kissed yet, Nan Qing's face started to feel slightly hot again.
He reached out and poked Huo Yuzhou's waist, looking extremely fierce.
" Huo Yuzhou, you tricked me!"
Huo Yuzhou asked seriously, "Really? What did I do?"
"You--"
Nan Qing pointed at him twice, then quickly withdrew her finger.
"It's nothing, it's not important."
It's funny, just like you'd be upset if he suddenly stopped being affectionate with you.
Nan Qing pushed him away and got off him. Huo Yuzhou, who usually liked to stick close to him, was unusually not holding onto his waist this time.
Nan Qing felt that Huo Yuzhou was acting strangely today, but she couldn't quite put her finger on why.
While eating his sweet fermented rice balls, he secretly observed Huo Yuzhou, who even took a phone call in the middle of the meal.
It wasn't until after they got into bed, and Huo Yuzhou returned from washing up in the bathroom and walked to the bedside, that Nan Qing finally belatedly realized what was wrong—
No, he's already showered, why is he wrapped up so tightly?
Didn't I used to really enjoy giving him "perks," like showing off my chest muscles, abs, or casually revealing a little skin to deliberately attract his attention?
Have you reformed?
Nan Qing was completely confused, but then she saw Huo Yuzhou calmly lift the blanket, sit up, and turn on his phone again.
Nan Qing: "???"
Huo Yuzhou wasn't an avid consumer of electronic products. When the two of them were together, Huo Yuzhou always liked to tease him and rarely played on his phone alone.
Today is really weird.
The more unusual his behavior, the more curious Nan Qing became.
Huo Yuzhou stared at his phone screen, while Nan Qing slowly shifted her position, trying to get closer to him.
Huo Yuzhou--
This time, Huo Yuzhou finally turned to look at him.
It was still that beautiful smile, and even her deep voice seemed softened by the night.
" Baby, what's wrong?"
" Huo Yuzhou, you drove here in such a hurry tonight, don't you have anything to say to me?"
The long, narrow, and deep eyes shifted slightly downwards, and Nan Qing clearly felt the other person glance at his lips, pause subtly, and then quickly look away.
no?
Is he really not affectionate?
Huo Yuzhou seemed oblivious to his surprise. After seriously considering his question, he reached out and patted his head again.
"Yes, I was worried that someone might bully you or that something might have happened to you when you called."
"But now the problem is solved."
Nan Qing: "..."
Huo Yuzhou turned back to look at his precious phone.
Several of the dazzling crystal chandeliers in the room went out, casting large swaths of soft, warm light behind Nan Qing.
The handsome boy sitting on the bed tilted his head and peeked at him.
Huo Yuzhou is indeed a bit strange.
He loves kissing so much, it's like he's addicted to it.
Every day, openly and secretly, from morning till night, I kiss him countless times whenever I can.
But now he looks completely uninterested...
Could he have been kissing someone else outside?
Nan Qing's pupils suddenly dilated.
His speculation wasn't without merit. After all, the people around Huo Yuzhou weren't quite normal; even his roommates could help each other in that area, and Huo Yuzhou himself had been influenced by completely twisted logic.
Given how casual he is, is it really possible that he might suddenly feel the urge to kiss and just give someone a kiss?
Does he need others to allow him to stick out his tongue?
Nan Qing sat up straight in a flash.
The figure suddenly lengthened, and the light and shadow flickered before Huo Yuzhou's eyes, but the other person suddenly turned off the phone screen.
This action undoubtedly made him appear increasingly guilty.
Could he really be keeping some other man on the side?
No, I was also a kept man by him.
I feel a little strange, but I can't quite put my finger on it.
The air was like the stuffy air before a thunderstorm, thick and gelatinous, requiring a lot of effort to breathe freely.
But they were just friends.
Let alone Huo Yuzhou kissing outside, even if he wants to date or get married, I have no right to ask.
Nan Qing suddenly lay down as if she had given up, pulled the blanket over herself, and then pretended to pick up her phone.
Sure enough, Huo Yuzhou's movements were reflected on the dimly lit phone screen. He turned the screen on again and started typing on the keyboard, seemingly sending a message.
He really was texting with another man!
Half a meter away, below Huo Yuzhou's line of sight, was Gu Xingchen's name.
How was my move?
"Isn't that a perfect balance of tension and relaxation, and a surprise attack?"
"Even the best body gets boring after a while, so suddenly being fully covered up is so stimulating. That's what they mean when they say the more covered you are, the more sexual tension you create."
"Do you watch palace dramas? Nine times out of ten, the concubines who are banished to the cold palace regain favor by using their charm and various seductive tricks to attract the emperor. But you've used too many seductive tricks; your sister-in-law is getting a little numb to them. We need to come up with something new and exciting!"
Gu Xingchen's new messages came in rapidly, but Huo Yuzhou simply typed a few words with a calm expression.
"But I feel he's even less interested in me the way I am."
Gu Xingchen: You don't understand.
Gu Xingchen: Let me tell you, I've seen this kind of scene countless times, I know it all too well! A glamorous beauty suddenly becoming conservative, or a seemingly innocent beauty suddenly becoming wanton, no man could resist.
Gu Xingchen: You don't trust others, but you don't trust me? Listen to me, it'll definitely work.
The indoor lights dimmed inch by inch, and Huo Yuzhou's sharply defined features were reflected on the screen. It took him quite a while to send a message.
"Um."
Nan Qing put down her phone and pretended to be asleep.
But his ears kept wandering, constantly listening to the sounds from next door, making it impossible for him to concentrate on sleeping.
It wasn't until quite a while later, when Huo Yuzhou finally finished talking with that strange man, that the other man turned off the light.
The room was pitch black, and a certain idea began to stir within me.
Nan Qing slowly turned around.
The dark room showed only a blurry outline. Nan Qing looked at him through the dim light and shadows. The next moment, Huo Yuzhou reached out and pulled Nan Qing into his arms.
The moment Nan Qing was enveloped by the familiar scent of ebony and agarwood, a bittersweet feeling welled up inside her, and she finally found the courage she had long lost.
He nestled against Huo Yuzhou's chest, listening to the familiar heartbeat, his eyelashes trembling.
" Huo Yuzhou, you seem a little different today..."
Huo Yuzhou wrapped his arms around him and asked softly:
What's different?
"You're not usually like this..."
Nan Qing spoke in a low, soft voice, speaking slowly.
"You don't even seem like yourself anymore."
"Then how can I become like me?" Huo Yuzhou asked.
Nan Qing snuggled against him, unable to find the right words.
A soft laugh seemed to come from the air. Huo Yuzhou, who was wrapped up tightly, grabbed that slender wrist, his rough fingertips sliding over the softest skin of the wrist bone.
A perfect balance of tingling and itching, winding its way down like a snake.
The man's voice, deep and suggestive, was pressed against his forehead.
"Amidst the sparse shadows of apricot blossoms, will you play the flute until dawn?"
"Honey, is this how you want it?"