Water droplets fell on Huo Yu’s cold hair, while his lips felt warm—gentleness and strength seemed to entwine, causing Xia Wan’s muscles to unconsciously tighten.
“What?” Huo Yu chuckled with a low laugh, his gaze shifting down to Xia Wan. He then leaned in, pressing Xia Wan against the desk. “Are you afraid?” he asked, his tone a mix of amusement and something more intense.
As Huo Yu spoke, a chilling water droplet descended along Xia Wan’s neck, its path weaving with a sense of profound intimacy. It traversed, unhurried and deliberate, delving deep into the collar, creating an atmosphere charged with unspoken emotions.
“I’m not afraid,” Xia Wan stated with determination, pursing his lips. He lifted his gaze to meet Huo Yu’s, displaying a steadfast resolve.
Huo Yu fell silent and, without words, lifted his hand to clear the desk of the laptop and documents. Then, with a gentle yet firm motion, he grasped Xia Wan’s waist with both hands, effortlessly placing him on the desk.
Sitting on the desk, Xia Wan’s lips were a much deeper shade of red, his eyes gained a heightened moisture, and his voice carried a newfound charm that surpassed the earlier moments when he stood by the door.
The bathrobe caught on the corner of the table, its fabric spreading out and leaving Xia Wan’s legs exposed. The sight of those thin, unprotected white legs seemed deliberate.
But this time, Huo Yu didn’t tease him. Instead, he lowered his head and kissed him silently. There was a palpable sense of seriousness and a heavy atmosphere of tension in the air.
Lifting his head, Xia Wan intertwined his fingers, hooking one hand around Huo Yu’s neck with a hint of urgency. Simultaneously, his other hand ventured into Huo Yu’s wet, black hair.
Through the misty air, Xia Wan could see the end of Huo Yu’s eyebrows and his slightly closed eyes, which seemed a bit wet, making him appear younger.
The comfy home vibe made him look even more sexy and cool.
Xia Wan noticed Huo Yu’s hands; they were like pretty green bamboo, and his nails looked healthy. At first, they seemed harmless, but when they touched Xia Wan’s skin, it was a whole new feeling.
It was like fireworks bursting or a tiny electric shock. It was both thrilling, making Xia Wan want to move around, and yet, there was this desire to stay close and enjoy the foreign feel at the moment. The mixture of excitement and tenderness overwhelmed Xia Wan as he kissed Huo Yu.
“Eldest Master,” Xia Wan couldn’t stop himself from saying. He tilted his head up and planted a little kiss on Huo Yu’s neck, right where his Adam’s apple was.
“Yeah,” Huo Yu replied, his voice sounding a bit rough, not as steady as usual, and missing the usual coldness.
But this version of Huo Yu was captivating and alluring.
“Eldest Master,” Xia Wan couldn’t help but call out once more.
Huo Yu raised his eyes to meet Xia Wan’s gaze, a subtle smile appearing on his face. Afterward, he reached for the desk drawer, effortlessly retrieving a bottle. With careful precision, he squeezed something onto his fingertips, the entire action unfolding with a certain deliberate grace.
“Do you want to do it here?” Xia Wan’s usually composed demeanor melted away in the heat of passion. His voice wavered, becoming a bit uneven and nasally, carrying a clear hint of desire.
As Xia Wan spoke, Huo Yu’s eyes grew darker and more mysterious, their depths revealing an intensity that was hard to fathom.
Huo Yu enjoys the sensation of “giving” to Xia Wan. It’s something special that only he can do, and he really likes it.
“Didn’t you want to do something exciting?” He laughed softly, deliberately misinterpreting Xia Wan’s words, “Isn’t it exciting enough?”
Xia Wan didn’t say anything. Instead, he nuzzled his face into Huo Yu’s neck and gave it a gentle bite, expressing his feelings without words.
As Xia Wan bit Huo Yu’s neck, it felt soft and yielding, like melted butter without a rigid structure. But at the same time, it was hot and sweet.
Xia Wan couldn’t understand how Huo Yu managed to endure it, but now it has become overwhelming for him, reaching a point where he can no longer bear it.
“Eldest Master,” Xia Wan uttered with a breath that betrayed his unease, “That’s… that’s enough,” he pleaded, the words carrying a mix of desire and request.
Huo Yu halted momentarily, lifting his eyes. Tiny droplets of sweat adorned his eyelashes, adding a subtle charm. The beauty of those lashes was so extraordinary that it seemed like an artist, no matter how skilled, couldn’t capture their essence.
Xia Wan stared into Huo Yu’s eyes for a while, captivated by their intensity. He was unable to resist. He leaned in and planted a tender kiss on those mesmerizing eyes.
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Later, upon learning Huo Yu’s identity, Xia Wan also experienced a sense of fear towards him.
After that, Xia Wan was scared that Huo Yu might get really upset, and he worried that Huo Yu could use extreme methods, like the ones he read about in the book. It made Xia Wan uneasy, thinking about what could possibly happen.
During that period, Xia Wan rarely reflected on what he had been through; instead, he saw Huo Yu as a symbol to be cautious of. Initially, when he reached out to pull him, it was primarily a means to protect himself.
Despite everything, given a second chance, Xia Wan would still make the same choice. He’d seize the opportunity to choose Huo Yu again, to love him and kiss him without any reservations.
If Xia Wan had the chance to redo it, he wouldn’t hesitate to extend his hand and pull Huo Yu out of his lonely and cold world.
As long as someone is willing to give Huo Yu a gentle pull, he can be kinder and better than anyone else, allowing that person to receive extraordinary rewards in return.
Even if Xia Wan’s efforts seem small and insignificant, he is willing to contribute whatever he can.
…..
As Xia Wan and Huo Yu continued, the desk beneath them began to shake slowly, each movement accompanied by a faint creaking sound that gained momentum with their increasing passion. The physical vibrations mirrored the emotional intensity in the room.
At that moment, as Xia Wan’s toes extended, a surge of emotions filled the air. Huo Yu, responding to this subtle movement, wrapped his arms around Xia Wan in a complete embrace.
…….
The curtains in Huo Yu’s bedroom were dark and paired with white screens to block out external light.
In the dimly lit room, Xia Wan struggled to figure out the time. He opened his eyes with a sense of confusion and then wearily sank back, feeling a heaviness in his body.
Xia Wan’s head was pressed against the other person’s chest, his forehead against their chest, and the top of his hair beneath their chin. It felt as if his entire body was snugly held in the other person’s arms, creating a close and comforting embrace.
In his mind, Xia Wan vaguely sketched a picture. In this mental image, the man holding him tightly in this posture conveyed a powerful possessiveness in every aspect.
But inexplicably, Xia Wan didn’t feel cramped or suffocated. Instead, he experienced an overwhelming sense of warmth and security.
With a satisfied expression, Xia Wan leaned in and kissed the scar on Huo Yu’s chest.
In the dim light, the scar wasn’t easy to see, and it felt a bit rough when Xia Wan’s lips brushed against it.
“Are you awake?” Huo Yu’s deep and pleasant voice sounded above Xia Wan’s head. The hand on the back of Xia Wan’s head slowly moved down, delicately pinching the back of his neck.
“Yes,” Xia Wan responded in a relaxed manner. He wrapped his arms around Huo Yu’s waist and nestled his entire body in Huo Yu’s embrace.
Huo Yu smiled gently, then rolled over, embracing Xia Wan once more. He lowered his head, seeking Xia Wan’s lips with his own.
The kiss was remarkably tender, with their lips almost touching, and occasional gentle suction adding a subtle and delicate touch.
“Are you comfortable, Eldest Master?” Xia Wan rolled his eyes and lifted his chin, seemingly eager to nip at Huo Yu’s lips.
Huo Yu didn’t say anything, but he moved his head a bit to dodge the kiss.
Xia Wan felt a bit upset and tried to kiss Huo Yu once more. However, Huo Yu just looked at him and moved away, kind of like a funny dog playing around.
“Hmph!” Xia Wan was annoyed because he didn’t get what he wanted. He raised his hand and pushed it against Huo Yu’s chest. When he tried to leave, Huo Yu grabbed his wrist and pulled him into a hug.
Huo Yu, with a content expression, softly stated, “I’m comfortable,” as he held Xia Wan in his arms.
“Then why didn’t you answer before?” Xia Wan questioned, a bit frustrated.
“If I answered too soon,” Huo Yu chuckled, “wouldn’t I miss seeing how adorable you are now?”
It was their first time feeling this kind of excitement about the world, and they couldn’t help but get carried away by the moment.
As Xia Wan was causing trouble, Huo Yu’s phone suddenly buzzed on the ground.
During their passionate moments last night, Xia Wan recalled that Huo Yu casually slid his vibrating phone under the bed, seemingly unconcerned about it.
“Answer the phone,” Xia Wan pushed Huo Yu away, lying at the edge of the bed, catching his breath and laughing, “It’s a workday, might be something important.”
Finally releasing Xia Wan with kindness, Huo Yu walked barefoot across the carpet. He casually picked up his pajamas, putting them on and tying a knot around his waist unhurriedly. Bending down slowly, he picked up his phone from the floor.
The silk pajamas highlighted Huo Yu’s excellent body proportions perfectly. Xia Wan could vividly imagine the movement of every muscle on his body, recalling the sensation of his fingers playing on them.
He swallowed nervously and discreetly rubbed his fingertips, which still retained Huo Yu’s body warmth.
The way Huo Yu’s response to the phone call contrasted with his previous demeanor. He answered calmly, with eyebrows slightly furrowed and a straight line at the corners of his mouth.
“It’s nothing,” Huo Yu said, “I just woke up late.”
Xia Wan couldn’t help but smirk at Huo Yu’s response. After a brief pause, he heard him say, “Tell him to send it home.”
“Anything happening at the company?” Xia Wan was now dressed in pajamas as he sat on the bedside and looked at Huo Yu when he hung up. “If you’re busy, go handle it.”
“After all, you recently regained control of the Huo family and it’s the busiest time. If you slack off for a day, who knows how many days it will take to catch up,” Xia Wan added.
“I won’t go today,” Huo Yu said, gazing at the slightly open neckline of Xia Wan’s pajamas, “I’ll stay with you at home.”
“But I still have to go to class,” Xia Wan quickly responded, seemingly unfazed.
“I’ll ask Su Tang to request leave for you,” Huo Yu stated, lowering his head and starting to tap on the screen.
Observing his serious expression, Xia Wan couldn’t help but find it a bit amusing.
With his chin held high, Xia Wan couldn’t resist teasing, “Eldest master, are you going to ask for leave every time in the future?”
With a serious expression, Huo Yu cast a sidelong glance at Xia Wan.
However, under Xia Wan’s cheerful gaze, Huo Yu’s mouth corners couldn’t resist turning up in a helpless smile.
…..
Even though he doesn’t have to go to the company, Huo Yu’s workload remains intense.
After breakfast, Huo Yu headed to the third floor to handle some urgent matters. Meanwhile, Xia Wan took the opportunity to return to his room and open the live broadcast platform.
Post-promotion season and with additional stuff Xia Wan has been exceptionally busy, and he hasn’t scheduled a live broadcast for a while.
Due to a dedicated after-sales entrance, most of his backstage messages are from fans expressing sentiments like “miss you” and asking, “When will the next live broadcast be?”
Xia Wan glanced at it briefly, and just as he was about to close the window, an unexpected message caught his eye.
[Xiao Yueyue: Brother, are you the emerging painter “W” who has been gaining popularity recently?]
Xia Wan’s food and streaming account is “W. Hungry, Fanfan,” while the one dedicated to painting is “Little W.” Similarly, he consistently signs every painting handed to Langqiao with “W.”
Before, some buyers sent messages to his account, wanting to skip Langqiao and make private deals directly with him.
But Xia Wan always said no politely to them.
When Xia Wan spotted this message, he got a bit confused, thinking he might have switched to the wrong account by mistake. However, he soon realized that the other messages were perfectly normal.
This message gained a lot of popularity. A tall building was constructed below, and many people asked the same question. Some inquired about the identity of “Painter W” and requested directions. Others, without confirmation yet, were already sharing imaginative stories.
Xia Wan pursed his lips and scrolled down the comments carefully, he discovered that netizens had shared numerous comparison pictures under the main comment.
One set of pictures consists of screenshots from his live broadcast, while the other set for comparison includes images of the “Hornless Unicorn” he sold just two days ago on Langqiao’s official website.
At first glance, his live broadcast picture seems unrelated to the painting. However, upon closer inspection, one can notice a small piece of canvas exposed on the right side behind Xia Wan in the live broadcast screenshot, resembling the “Hornless Unicorn” in the lower-left corner. When compared using image recognition software, the coincidence rate reached 99%.
Xia Wan couldn’t help but laugh as he examined the exposed details in the comment section. He wondered if all the netizens had superhero eyes to notice these things.
They can notice a blurry corner and not only see it but also use it to figure things out.
In fact, he never wanted to hide these things; he just didn’t think it was necessary to mention them.
After all, the two industries were quite distinct, and he always favored a calm and serene atmosphere for his painting.
Xia Wan fell silent for a moment and clicked the mouse softly. Just as he was pondering how to respond with less impact, the phone suddenly vibrated next to his hand.
Su Tang sent a message to the group, specifically directed at Xia Wan.
[Xiaotiantangguo: @BigBowlsSweetTea Sun Baijiang just had a press conference, check it out.]
[BigBowlSweetTea: Why would Sun Baijiang’s press conference concern me?]
Confused, Xia Wan closed the live broadcast app and opened Weibo.
Several trending topics on Weibo caught Xia Wan’s attention, including “Sun Bai Jiang Huo Yu,” “so miserable,” and “heartbroken.”
Xia Wan furrowed his brow. While uncertain about the connection between these three words, he couldn’t shake the discomfort of Huo Yu’s name being linked with Sun Baijiang’s on Weibo.
He tapped on the “Sun Baijiang and Huo Yu” entry, watching the corresponding video. Naturally, there was no sign of Huo Yu in the video; only Sun Baijiang was facing the microphone.
Even in a still video, the strong and depressed aura around Sun Baijiang felt like it could break through the screen and come toward Xia Wan.
Xia Wan’s heart gradually felt heavy, and he instinctively lifted his eyes to glance at the ceiling.
Above his head was Huo Yu’s study.
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Thank you for the updates! I actually can’t wait for Huo Yu to clarify this. Also, if this Sun Baijiang starts to cause trouble, I’m sure the Xue family won’t have it.