The boy sitting on the black sofa lowered his eyes, watching Huo Yuzhou kiss his fingertips, his eyelashes trembling.
The air was filled with the scent of roses, a familiar fragrance, exactly the same as the scent he used in the bathtub in his bathroom.
Huo Yuzhou will always remember what he liked.
Millions of roses crowded together, forming a vast expanse of dark red background. Huo Yuzhou leaned against that sea of roses, even the act of kissing his fingertips was devout and careful.
His heart felt like it had been brushed by a feather; he understood perfectly well Huo Yuzhou's love for him.
For Huo Yuzhou, he is irreplaceable.
May you always be well cared for and loved.
Her nose felt a little sore, Nan Qing lowered her eyelashes to look at him, her voice very soft.
"But Huo Yuzhou, what can I do for you?"
The man kneeling on one knee looked up at him, gazing at the woman he longed for, or perhaps at a devout believer looking at a golden statue, a deity seated high in the hall.
Her fingers were gently grasped, and a deep voice spoke softly, filled with longing.
I want you to love me.
The soreness in her nasal cavity intensified, and Nan Qing's eyes began to burn, as if some surging emotion was pounding in her chest, about to burst forth.
He looked at Huo Yuzhou kneeling before him, his petal-like lips becoming even more alluring from the unconscious pressing motion, his voice becoming softer and gentler, carrying a certain arrogance.
" Huo Yuzhou, you're an idiot."
"A superstar like me, with a thriving career, would never come alone with a baseball bat to save you if it weren't for loving you."
Do you think I'm so kind that anyone in that situation would rush to save him without hesitation?
"I let you kiss me 800 times a day, I used your photos to officially announce our relationship, you kissed me all over, and I'll never forgive anyone who says a bad word about you. After all this, you still think I don't love you—"
Huo Yuzhou put his arm around his waist, pressed his long, slender hand against his delicate neck, and kissed those incessantly chattering lips.
Even the words he hadn't finished speaking were swallowed between his lips and teeth.
In the dim light, figures overlapped within the cage entwined with thorns and roses. Nan Qing, her head spinning from the kisses, arrogantly kicked Huo Yuzhou's shin.
"Put a ring on my finger."
"You bit my lip until it bled, Huo Yuzhou, you bastard!"
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The moon is high in the sky.
As the New Year's Eve bells rang, Nan Qing was leaning against Huo Yuzhou, sipping wine while watching the fireworks outside the window.
The manor was tranquil, with small lamps twinkling around the bushes, like stars falling to earth.
The fireplace crackled with flames, filling the room with a warm and cozy atmosphere, perfect for springtime.
The crackling sound of fireworks illuminated the entire night sky, turning it into daylight in an instant. Exquisite patterns bloomed in the sky, magnificent and dazzling.
Nan Qing felt a gentle rub on her cheek, but without turning around, she handed over her cup.
Huo Yuzhou took a sip.
Nan Qing looked at the red wine in her glass, which hadn't decreased in volume, rolled her eyes, and then poured the decanted wine down her throat, filling more than half the glass.
Then it was stuffed into Huo Yuzhou's hand.
Huo Yuzhou looked at him, "?"
Nan Qing then took the wine that Huo Yuzhou had almost finished drinking and clinked glasses with it.
"This is our first New Year as a couple. Do you think we should celebrate?"
Huo Yuzhou nodded.
Nan Qing's eyes crinkled into a smile, "Drink!"
The two clinked glasses, Nan Qing tilted his head back and drank it all in one gulp.
A glint flashed in Huo Yuzhou's eyes, and he followed suit, downing his drink in one gulp.
Nan Qing resorted to his old tricks, except he changed his story.
"I never imagined we'd end up like this, but I really went too far before, so I apologize to you."
Nan Qing downed his drink again in one gulp, and Huo Yuzhou followed suit with a drink.
The third cup of wine was filled, but Nan Qing's cup still only had a little bit left.
He looked at Huo Yuzhou, "My new movie is releasing tomorrow, do you want to congratulate me?"
Huo Yuzhou was drinking.
"This is wine I made myself, Huo Yuzhou. Don't you think it tastes sweeter than the wine you buy elsewhere?"
" Huo Yuzhou, you were so mean to me at the hotel that night, and you even threatened me because I fell into your hands. You should apologize to me!"
" Huo Yuzhou, I hid the love letters someone else gave you, and I should apologize to you for that!"
He called out Huo Yuzhou 'Huo Yuzhou Huo Yuzhou 18 times.
Only after Huo Yuzhou finally finished the last sip, with the empty wine bottles they had made lined up in a row, Huo Yuzhou finally put down his glass and look at him with a half-smile.
Nan Qing, completely unashamed, held up a finger and waved it in front of his eyes.
How many is this?
His fingers were grasped, and the man with his arm around his waist sighed.
" Baby, I'm just drunk, I'm not stupid."
Having said those words, Huo Yuzhou seemed to have used up all his strength. He leaned back on the beanbag chair and rubbed his forehead.
Nan Qing furtively propped himself up, testing the waters:
" Huo Yuzhou..."
Huo Yuzhou did not answer; he seemed to be asleep.
Nan Qing, driven by a wicked impulse, secretly reached out and touched Huo Yuzhou's abs.
Huo Yuzhou did not respond.
He became a little bolder and comforted himself, telling himself that as his fiancée, he was just kindly helping Huo Yuzhou check up on how serious his previously embarrassing illness really was.
Fireworks burst open outside the window, Nan Qing sneaked around, only taking a small taste.
Before he could cover up the evidence, Huo Yuzhou suddenly grabbed his hand.
"Have you touched enough?"
Nan Qing's ears turned red. "You did this on purpose!"
The man leaning back on the sofa looked at him with half-closed eyes, a half-smile on his face.
"Intentionally what?"
Nan Qing didn't answer directly, but instead prepared another reason for herself.
"I've already accepted your proposal, and we'll get married sooner or later. As your fiancée, I'm just taking a look."
Huo Yuzhou raised an eyebrow, "Looked closely?"
Nan Qing thought for a moment and honestly replied, "It's alright."
Huo Yuzhou sat up to look at him, his deep gaze lingering on his face for a long while, until Nan Qing felt uneasy. Only then did Huo Yuzhou continue speaking.
"You're right, we'll definitely get married."
"We'll get our marriage certificate after the holiday, start wedding preparations, and get married sometime this year."
He nimbly got up, picked the person up, and tossed them onto the bed, his voice low and hoarse.
"I'm yours, Baby, so don't be shy."
"Since we're going to inspect, let's make it thorough."