Shen Chuhan and Lin Ting were the only people in the VIP lounge at the art exhibition.
Inside the VIP lounge, the temperature was set to a comfortable level, neither too hot nor too cold. When Lin Ting entered, feeling the warmth of the room, he reflexively removed his scarf from around his neck. Without missing a beat, Shen Chuhan, standing beside him, smoothly reached out and took the scarf from Lin Ting’s hand. The action seemed effortless as if Shen Chuhan had done it countless times before.
Lin Ting couldn’t shake the feeling that he was constantly bothering Shen Chuhan, so he gently tugged on the tail of the scarf and shook it twice before speaking up: “Mr. Shen, I can do it by myself.”
What Lin Ting didn’t know was that while he couldn’t see it, Shen Chuhan quietly sniffed at the tip of his nose when he took the scarf.
Shen Chuhan held the scarf and noticed it looked a bit old, with its colors faded. He could smell a hint of lavender, suggesting Lin Ting wore it often.
As Shen Chuhan ran his fingers over the fluffy material, he felt a slight itchiness against his palm.
The softness of the scarf matched Lin Ting’s gentle nature. Shen Chuhan thought.
He didn’t insist on Lin Ting’s suggestion. But instead, he folded the scarf neatly before handing it back.
Lin Ting held his scarf in his arms, clasping it gently with both hands. As he did so, strands of his black hair lightly brushed against his pale eyelids.
Shen Chuhan gazed at him with lowered eyes for a while, until the door of the lounge was pushed open from the outside, and the person in charge of the art exhibition burst in with several staff members.
“Mr. Shen, I apologize for the interruption. If you had informed us beforehand about your visit, we could have prepared everything in advance,” said the person in charge of the art exhibition as he approached Shen Chuhan. He diligently directed several staff members behind him to place the items they were holding on the table.
Lin Ting noticed the delicious smell of cake in the air. He didn’t know exactly when he began enjoying desserts, but now whenever he smelled that aroma, he couldn’t help but feel hungry.
From the corner of his eye, Shen Chuhan noticed Lin Ting lifting his head and sniffing the sweet scent in the air eagerly, like a greedy cat. His expression softened as he spoke, “I brought my friend here for a visit today. No need to bother you.”
As Shen Chuhan spoke, his eyes remained fixed on Lin Ting, who was slowly making his way toward the table. Shen Chuhan’s gaze followed Lin Ting’s every movement as he squatted down, his eyes locked onto the back of Lin Ting’s head with unwavering attention.
“Mr. Shen,” the person in charge said with a smile, “We’re not bothered. We are more than happy to help you.”
Ignoring the person in charge, Shen Chuhan walked purposefully to Lin Ting’s side. Unable to resist the impulse, he lifted his hand and gently tousled Lin Ting’s fluffy hair. With a soft tone, he said, “If you’re hungry, just go ahead and eat.”
“Can I?” Lin Ting asked eagerly, raising his face with a hopeful expression, unable to conceal his anticipation.
“Of course!” the person in charge quickly added as he followed Shen Chuhan, “These were prepared for you and Mr. Shen.”
After saying that, he turned to Shen Chuhan and said, “Mr. Shen, please don’t hesitate to call me if you need anything,” before wisely directing the rest of the people out of the lounge.
As soon as Lin Ting heard the sound of the door closing, he quickly made his way over to the table with the cake and leaned in to take a careful sniff. Since he couldn’t see the desserts laid out on the table, he relied solely on his sense of smell to identify the different flavors.
Shen Chuhan leaned closer to Lin Ting and crouched down beside him. He grabbed a few cakes with chocolate filling and offered them to Lin Ting, “Mr. Lin mentioned you like chocolate-flavored treats.”
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Lin Ting reached out and delicately touched the cakes with his fingers. He ran his fingertips over the foil wrapping, feeling the texture and the creases. As he listened to Shen Chuhan’s words, he nodded in agreement, “When my eyes were first injured, the pain was unbearable. I couldn’t sleep at night. My mother used to give me chocolate to comfort me. She would say it would make the pain go away after eating it.”
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With a gleam of excitement in his eyes, Lin Ting squinted slightly as he held up the cake he had just taken a small bite of. “Mr. Shen, you’ve got to try this quickly!” he urged, his voice eager and enthusiastic.
The light above Lin Ting’s head illuminated his eyes, making them sparkle like bright stars in the darkness. Shen Chuhan couldn’t help but be drawn to him, captivated by the dazzling brightness of his gaze. In his fascination, Shen Chuhan reached out and unconsciously grabbed Lin Ting’s arm.
Then, without saying anything, Shen Chuhan lowered his head and leaned in closer. He took a bite from the cake near the spot where Lin Ting had bitten.
Lin Ting blinked, momentarily taken aback. He looked at Shen Chuhan with a blank expression.
After taking a bite, Shen Chuhan tasted the sweetness and richness of the cupcake in his mouth. He came back to his senses when he realized what he had just done.
He raised his hand and gently touched his warm lips, feeling the remnants of cake crumbs still there. In the next moment, a rare flash of panic flickered in Shen Chuhan’s eyes, and his cheeks started to flush with heat. Unable to control it, he let out a small cough, trying to cover up his unease.
Instead, Lin Ting mistakenly thought Shen Chuhan was choking. In a hurry, he reached for the water glass on the table. Unfortunately, his movements were too quick, causing the water to spill over and wet his fingers. Clearwater clung to his white knuckles, with a thin layer of powder from the cake crumbs on his fingertips. Water trickled down his wrist and into his cuffs, leaving them damp.
“Drink water, drink water!” Lin Ting urged as he lifted the cup and offered it to Shen Chuhan’s lips. Unable to refuse, Shen Chuhan bowed his head slightly and took a sip of the warm water.
“How do you feel?” Lin Ting asked Shen Chuhan with concern.
Shen Chuhan let out a thoughtful “hmm” before cautiously responding, “It’s… a little too sweet.”
Lin Ting was surprised for a moment after hearing Shen Chuhan’s response, but then he couldn’t help but laugh. “I forgot that you don’t really like sweets, Mr. Shen. Didn’t you have sugar-free cake when we met before?” he remembered, chuckling.
Shen Chuhan took another sip of water to help lessen the sweetness in his mouth. “But it seemed like you enjoyed it all that time, Mr. Lin,” he remarked with a slight smile.
As soon as he finished speaking, Shen Chuhan’s expression softened into a thoughtful gaze as he waited to see Lin Ting’s reaction.
As he expected, the young man in front of him blushed, his cheeks turning red for a moment. Lin Ting raised a hand tugged on the hem of Shen Chuhan’s clothes, and whispered, “I… I didn’t mean to.”
A smile spread across Shen Chuhan’s face, unable to hide his amusement at Lin Ting’s reaction.
“Mr. Lin was very cute,” Shen Chuhan said with a gentle smile, his words catching Lin Ting off guard. He was momentarily stunned by the unexpected compliment.
Immediately afterward, he felt a wave of heat engulfing his entire body, and he felt as though he might collapse in a daze.
“Can you, uh, what, can…” His mouth struggled to form the words properly once again, and Lin Ting hesitated for a long time. He was unable to muster a complete sentence.
Shen Chuhan stopped teasing Lin Ting and gently guided him to the nearby sofa, where they both took a seat. Lin Ting’s palms felt unusually warm, and he could feel a thin layer of sweat forming on them.
Lin Ting couldn’t shake off Shen Chuhan’s words, and he wondered if the room had suddenly gotten warmer. He felt increasingly restless, and he noticed that even Shen Chuhan’s hands felt warmer than usual.
The chocolate taste lingered in Shen Chuhan’s mouth, not fully fading away yet. He glanced at Lin Ting’s red lips and noticed some cake crumbs still there. Lin Ting looked confused as if he was thinking about what he just said.
But he wasn’t lying. In Shen Chuhan’s eyes, Lin Ting was indeed the cutest.
He (LT) was cute when he was shy, he was cute when his head shook while eating dessert, and he was also cute when he was having serious discussions about his favorite artists with him.
Shen Chuhan raised his hand and wiped his lips with his fingers. He couldn’t hold back a laugh, and it accidentally slipped out, catching Lin Ting’s attention beside him.
Lin Ting thought Shen Chuhan was laughing at his panicked expression. Quickly, he grabbed a new cupcake and pretended to be focused on its delicate taste, trying to maintain his calm demeanor.
The atmosphere in the room became oddly ambiguous, leaving Lin Ting feeling disoriented and unsure of himself. He found himself rambling nonsensically, unable to keep track of his thoughts. Amidst this confusion, he could sense someone’s gaze softly resting on him from his left side.
Shen Chuhan was staring at him.
Shen Chuhan continued to gaze at him.
He occasionally added a few comments, making Lin Ting feel like he was truly a master of desserts.
Suddenly, Lin Ting felt someone’s hand brushing against the corner of his lips, causing a slight itch as the calloused fingertips made contact. Lin Ting’s head jerked to a stop, and he blinked in confusion. The words he had been about to speak faded away abruptly.
“There was some cream,” Shen Chuhan said.
Shen Chuhan’s voice sounded calm, and Lin Ting suddenly felt as though he was the only one whose thoughts were running wildly.
That’s right, Mr. Shen was always so serious. He simply wiped off the cream.
Just thinking about it made Lin Ting’s ears turn even redder.
“T-Thank you,” he stammered in reply, his voice trembling slightly.
Shen Chuhan glanced at his fingers, noticing the white cream covering them, which seemed to shine a little in the light. With deliberate movements, he raised his hand and rubbed the cream onto his lips.
Seeing that Shen Chuhan remained silent for a while, Lin Ting couldn’t help but tilt his head slightly and inquired, “Mr. Shen?”
“Yes,” Shen Chuhan finally responded.
“What are you thinking about?” Lin Ting asked, nervously clutching the hem of his clothes and fiddling with his fingertips.
“Lin Ting said thank you to me a lot today,” Shen Chuhan remarked, raising his eyes to meet Lin Ting’s helpless expression which was reflected in his dark pupils.
“So I was wondering if there’s a way to stop Lin Ting from thanking me all the time,” Shen Chuhan mused.
Lin listened with a surprised expression, and he blurted out, “Hug…”
Suddenly realizing his mistake, he immediately corrected himself, “Okay, I tried my best to hold back!”
As he spoke, Lin Ting clenched his hands into fists, his expression reflecting his determination to follow through on his promise.
The smile on Shen Chuhan’s lips grew stronger, and Lin Ting’s hair lifted up a few more times. Shen Chuhan felt the urge to rub it, to feel the softness beneath his fingers, but he resisted, knowing it might not be appropriate.
At that moment, the door of the lounge made a soft creak, and a white figure rushed in unexpectedly. Lin Ting, sensitive to sounds, reacted almost instinctively. He turned his head immediately to look towards the door.
“Mr. Shen, did someone just come in?” Lin Ting asked as he tugged Shen Chuhan’s sleeve.
Shen Chuhan shook his head.
“No,” he replied, his gaze fixed on the small puppy nearby. “It’s just a puppy.”
“Puppy?!” Lin Ting suddenly became excited upon hearing this, his eyes lighting up with enthusiasm as he processed Shen Chuhan’s words.
Shen Chuhan looked at him, then reached out his hand to call the puppy over to him. “Do you want to touch it?” he asked Lin Ting.
Lin Ting hesitated before asking, “Is it okay?”
He always seemed to subconsciously question whether he could really do it.
Is it because he has been rejected many times? Shen Chuhan thought to himself.
Lin Ting always seemed to subconsciously ask before doing anything. Could it be because he had been rejected so many times? Shen Chuhan thought.
Shen Chuhan acknowledged with a soft “hmm”, then moved closer to Lin Ting. He held Lin Ting from behind and took Lin Ting’s hand on his own and together as he extended their hands towards the puppy’s head.
Lin Ting bit his lower lip nervously as he felt the furry sensation of the puppy’s head in his palm. Suddenly, a rush of emotions overwhelmed him.
The puppy had been very obedient, its tail wagging so fast it almost resembled a propeller. After Lin Ting touched it, the puppy lifted its head and licked Lin Ting’s fingers.
Raising his eyebrows, Lin Ting had felt Shen Chuhan’s heartbeat behind him.
The puppy’s fur was incredibly soft.
Just like Shen Chuhan’s arms.
Aww so cute 🥰🥰 Just get married already 😉😉
Seriously！❤️❤️❤️
Damn lord….another day of dying in sweetness!!😍
Thanks for the chapter!!
What a day to be fed full with dog food 😍
Sugar rush… o.o… 🥰
It was all cute and then I got a stab in the heart! TTwTT
Thank You for the new chapter ( ꈍᴗꈍ)❤️
this is adorable
Sugar and puppy 🥺🥺😭😭 Too cute
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Awww, the puppy is so random because they’re at an exhibition but it’s still cute :33
I thought they couldn’t make it any sweeter, but the puppy…🥰 The only thing now to make it cuter would be adding a frolicking kitten into the mix. Then I’d seriously die from all the fluff, and without a single regret 🤣 But the way they carry on ..what, 6 chapters and you’re not married yet?
This puppy is me, okay🐾