Translator: Mogumoguchan
Editor: lolimelon
The longer they stayed together, the more benefits Yan Qiu noticed he could enjoy staying with Ji Xinglan.
He would only know how valuable something was after losing it. Ji Xinglan was finally able to obtain Yan Qiu, so it was only natural that he would accommodate him.
They might be happily dating, but there were still plenty of frustrating things happening.
For example, Yan Qiu noticed that he had become overly needy.
And here was another thing: while Yan Qiu was needy, Ji Xinglan was not.
Ji Xinglan seemed to have come to some sort of enlightenment over the past few days, and he seemed devoid of desires. He appeared to have entered the state of emptiness in Buddhism and only wanted to be engaged in platonic love with Yan Qiu.
Ji Xinglan did not touch him for a full week, and Yan Qiu was puzzled.
He began to wonder whether he had drained Ji Xinglan.
He knew it. After doing it for a full seven days and seven nights, anyone, even alphas, would not be able to handle it. Even though Ji Xinglan appeared to be calm right now, he might be putting up a show.
He was so drained right now that his true self was revealed.
Otherwise, it made no sense. Yan Qiu was cool, adorable, and handsome. How could Ji Xinglan possibly be able to endure it?
Meanwhile, Ji Xinglan was worried about the high fever Yan Qiu suffered through that day. The more he thought about it, the more he felt that it was his fault, and he did not dare touch him over the past few days.
He felt a little guilty. That day, he did some bad things while Yan Qiu was drunk, feverish, and had a blurry mind. He was worried that Yan Qiu would be angry at him and felt that he only craved his body.
Hence, while Yan Qiu’s mind was clear, Ji Xinglan pretended to be a serious person. Every night, after they pulled the covers over themselves, he only talked to Yan Qiu and played up his character of a caring, good husband.
It was as if every single one of his cells was trying to prove that he was not dating Yan Qiu because he wanted to sleep with him!
Yan Qiu did not know what Ji Xinglan was thinking about. He only knew that Ji Xinglan was cold-hearted after he slept with him and refused to sleep with him again, so he was so angry that he kept tossing and turning in bed.
When Ji Xinglan finished bathing and came out with a bathrobe, his collar was pulled a little open, exposing his firm muscles. Then, while his hair was still wet, Ji Xinglan came over to kiss him.
When he saw such an alluring picture, Yan Qiu’s eyes immediately lit up. He obediently let Ji Xinglan kiss him. He fell on the bed and brought his hand up to turn off the lights.
Three seconds later, after Ji Xinglan finished kissing him, he fell asleep, leaving Yan Qiu to stare at the darkness alone and angrily gnash his teeth.
If they had not slept together in the beginning, it would have been better. But now, Yan Qiu experienced sex because of him, and if he could see him but could not taste him, it was plain torture.
Yan Qiu was a little angry that he had been living the life of an ascetic monk for almost one week.
He had recovered from his fever for a long time, and the injuries he suffered during his first time were completely recovered as well. Ji Xinglan should spend some time being intimate with him, right?!
Since Ji Xinglan refused to do anything after kissing, Yan Qiu decided to not even let him kiss him. He slapped him away and decided to only let him come near once he had his thoughts straightened out.
But Ji Xinglan did not know why he was angry and suddenly refused to even let him kiss him.
He started recalling when Yan Qiu started showing this behavior, and he began wondering whether it was because Yan Qiu did not want to be the bottom in the relationship.
The next day, Ji Xinglan left early in the morning.
Yan Qiu did not see him after he woke up, and he could not even smell him in the air. He missed Ji Xinglan’s pheromones that he grew anxious, and he brought out the shirts Ji Xinglan often wore from the closet so that he could wear them.
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No one answered him, but certain embarrassing sounds came from the living room.
Ji Xinglan still held the cake he bought for Yan Qiu, and he instantly frowned before he quickly went over to check the situation.
The moment he entered the living room, he immediately saw Yan Qiu laying on the couch alone while watching a movie. There was no secret lover around.
Yan Qiu was wearing his shirt and did not even wear pants. The loose shirt managed to make itself appear even longer when Yan Qiu wore it, and those strange sounds actually came from the speakers.
Two people were intertwined together on the TV screen.
Ji Xinglan stared at Yan Qiu from above and tilted his chin. “Not bad. You’re watching porn at home while I’m not around? I caught you red-handed now.”
While he was trapped on the couch, Yan Qiu looked pitiful, as if he was caught doing something bad, and he was only wearing a thin shirt.
Fortunately, the heat from the air-conditioning was high enough. Ji Xinglan picked up the remote from the tea table and turned it even higher. Then, he slowly removed his coat and threw it on the hanger.
“What’s so nice about this?” Ji Xinglan stared at the actor’s face and figure on the screen. The actor was not as beautiful as Yan Qiu, and his voice was not as sweet as his. So, he teased him and said, “Next time, we’ll record one that is even better.”
The more Yan Qiu listened, the angrier he became.
What was the point behind him just saying these things instead of doing it?!
Ji Xinglan went out because he had something to do today. He wore a clean, perfectly tailored uniform. The cloth hugged his waistline tightly and displayed his long, superior legs. With the indifferent look on his face, he gave off the impression of someone who abstained from sex.
Ji Xinglan had entered the apartment in a hurry just now. He had not even removed his boots and stood in front of Yan Qiu just like that.
Yan Qiu looked up and observed Ji Xinglan as he meticulously rolled his sleeves up. He felt his mouth turn dry, and he nudged him with his leg.
Ji Xinglan was originally rolling his sleeves up, but when Yan Qiu teased him, he grabbed his thin ankles and yanked him up, making Yan Qiu plead for mercy.
This move nearly lifted the hem of his shirt, and during that instant, Ji Xinglan felt that he saw something indescribable.
He asked hesitantly, “You too?”
What was going on? He decided to not touch Yan Qiu out of goodwill, but Yan Qiu was the one who could not hold back?
That was interesting.
Yan Qiu looked down along the direction of his gaze, and his face turned red. He quickly tugged his shirt down and grumbled at Ji Xinglan, “If you know, why are you asking?!”
Ji Xinglan’s gaze was as sharp as a scalpel. When he stared at Yan Qiu, it was as if he was peeling off all the layers of his thoughts.
When he saw Yan Qiu look down and say nothing while he smoothed down the shirt, Ji Xinglan gulped as well.
Was there anything else more tempting than a boyfriend wearing a shirt one size bigger than him and acting affectionately?
Even though Yan Qiu was not acting affectionately and did not know how to act affectionately, in Ji Xinglan’s eyes, everything he did was him acting affectionately.
Being shy was him acting affectionately, and even hitting Ji Xinglan was an affectionate act.
If Yan Qiu knew his thoughts, he would definitely break into goosebumps and kick him.
But Ji Xinglan only kissed Yan Qiu on the lips before he stopped.
Ji Xinglan moved away from Yan Qiu and looked at the time before he said this, “I should make dinner now.”
‘Dinner?!
‘He’s thinking about dinner now?!’
Yan Qiu nearly died of anger because of this stupid blockhead. He was already doing things to this extent and Ji Xinglan was just thinking about cooking!
What cooking?! Was cooking dinner better than having sex with him?!
When he saw that Ji Xinglan roll up his sleeves and preparing to cook, Yan Qiu fumed, and in his anger, he used the simplest and crudest method to express his rage. He pulled Ji Xinglan’s hand over and shoved it down his shirt.
By doing this, he was not suggesting things anymore. He was full-on telling Ji Xinglan about it. Naturally, there was no way Ji Xinglan would remain indifferent toward this.
Honestly, he had the same reaction as Yan Qiu, but the signs were hidden away by the cloth on his pants.
Ji Xinglan widened his eyes in slight shock as he watched Yan Qiu pull his hand over. The smooth and warm sensation under his palm caused his Adam’s apple to keep bobbing.
Before Ji Xinglan could register the situation, he heard Yan Qiu grumble at him with a red face, “Can’t get it up anymore?”
When he heard this, Ji Xinglan’s expression immediately changed. A dangerous look shone in his profound eyes. “Who said that I can’t?”
‘Knew it. He fell for it.’
Men, especially alphas, were prideful beings. It was taboo for others to say that they had troubles down there.
“Bite down.”
Yan Qiu was still sitting on the couch while swinging his legs. Ji Xinglan lifted his shirt and asked him to down on the hem of the shirt.
“Mm…” Yan Qiu endured the shame and used his teeth to bite down on the cloth while he watched Ji Xinglan yank down his underwear and throwing it on the floor.
“Aren’t you spirited?” Ji Xinglan looked down and chuckled. Yan Qiu felt a little angry because of it. He put down the shirt and wanted to run, but Ji Xinglan pinned him down beforehand.
“Wh-Why are you laughing?!”
“Alright, I won’t laugh.” Ji Xinglan asked him to sit up straight on the couch while he knelt on one knee in front of Yan Qiu. “I’ll help you. Treat this as me returning the favor.”
Before Yan Qiu could understand what he said, he saw Ji Xinglan slowly lower his head, and he gulped.
He shut his eyes.
“Why did you say you were returning the favor?”
Yan Qiu gasped for breath on the couch while he watched Ji Xinglan throw the dirty tissue into the trash bin.
Ji Xinglan found himself speechless for a moment, and he used his hand to cover his mouth before coughing hoarsely.
Yan Qiu’s gaze on him turned increasingly strange. Then, he demanded an answer, “Are you hiding something from me?”
“Well…” Ji Xinglan did not know what to say.
“Did you really just take my temperature last night? What else did you do?” Yan Qiu pressed on.
Ji Xinglan hesitated for a moment and decided to be honest. “You know what it means when I say I’m just returning the favor.”
“What the heck?” Yan Qiu nearly died of embarrassment. Ji Xinglan actually dared to tempt him to do something so embarrassing while his mind was not clear?!
“Alright, don’t blush. You really should eat now.” Ji Xinglan reached out and pulled Yan Qiu up. “You’re in charge of cooking today. I’ll teach you.”
He had been eating Ji Xinglan’s cooking for free for a long time, and Yan Qiu did not think that it was too much to ask if he cooked occasionally. So when Ji Xinglan asked him to wear the apron, he took it obediently.
But he did not expect that Ji Xinglan was even worse than he expected.
When Yan Qiu wanted to wear the apron, Ji Xinglan pushed his hand down. “Remove your shirt first.”
Puzzlement slowly showed up in Yan Qiu’s heart. He did not understand what he meant.
Why did he have to remove his clothes to wear an apron?
But Ji Xinglan kept bribing and coercing him, insisting that Yan Qiu change out of his clothes and wear that apron.
Because of it, Yan Qiu only had that apron left on his body. It was only then that Ji Xinglan was satisfied and started teaching him how to cook.
Yan Qiu felt embarrassed after being forced to wear only that apron. There was no way he could focus on washing and cutting the ingredients. Whenever he made a mistake, Ji Xinglan would immediately press close to him and start teaching him hands-on.
But touching his hands was only secondary. Ji Xinglan stood behind him, and Yan Qiu could sense the coarse fabric on his body as well as his body heat.
Why was he allowed to be dressed and look orderly while he himself had to wash ingredients in the kitchen while wearing only an apron? He looked like a slave belonging to some rich young master.
Ji Xinglan asked him to wash the ingredients while he stood by the side with nothing to do. Sometimes, he would come up to correct his movements, but his motives in correcting him were strange, and Yan Qiu suspected that he was actually just groping him.
Pitiful slave Yan Qiu bit down on his lip and washed the tomatoes while thinking he was lucky no one else saw this.
With a red face, he cut the ingredients based on the steps Ji Xinglan taught him, and during the entire time, he cussed at him in his heart.
‘How could he do this? He just keeps bullying me with different methods.’
Ji Xinglan stood behind him and placed his chin gently on his shoulder. Meanwhile, he had a hand placed lightly over the back of Yan Qiu’s hand. They overlapped with each other.
Ji Xinglan’s hand looked good. His fingers were long, and his knuckles prominent. His hand was not as rough as a normal man’s, but it was also clean and powerful. Yan Qiu could not hold back, he snuck a few glances at his hand.
But as he watched, he remembered the scenes related to this hand, and his hand suddenly turned red. He cleared his throat a little and tried his best to ignore the heat and touch coming from the back of his hand while he lowered his head to cut the tomato. He wanted to hurry up and finish this, and when he brought the knife down, he looked like he wanted to cut the tomato and all his chaotic thoughts into pieces at the same time.
He finally finished cutting up the tomato, and Yan Qiu wanted to remove the apron, but Ji Xinglan would not let him. He insisted that he finish cooking as well. “You said that you’d make dinner. You have to keep your promise.”
But Yan Qiu would not agree to it. “I don’t know how! Besides, you’re the one who keeps groping me! How am I supposed to cook?!”
While both of them were at a stalemate, the doorbell suddenly rang.
“Go and open the door.” Ji Xinglan cast a glance at the apron on him and intentionally ordered Yan Qiu to do it.
Yan Qiu felt like he was about to die of embarrassment. Naturally, he refused to do it. He hid in the kitchen and heard Ji Xinglan walk over to open the door while he spoke to someone.
It seemed like it was the package deliverer.
The person outside clearly did not know what the righteous-looking person in uniform had been doing in the kitchen. After he asked him to sign, he handed the package over.
“Do you need to check the item?”
“No, thank you.” A barely noticeable smile appeared at the corner of Ji Xinglan’s lips, and he shut the door.
“What is it?” Yan Qiu poked his head out from the kitchen.
Ji Xinglan placed the package on the dining table and used a knife to open the package. Without even lifting his head, he said, “A toy for you.”
Mogumoguchan: I’d have chased Ji Xinglan out with a knife if he disturbs me in the kitchen.
Black Belly JXL is here again🙈🙈🙈🙈
Aiyaaa, lighting a candle for Yan Qiu! Hahahaha, black bellied ML is making an appearance again
JXL IS SO BLACK BELLIED LMAO GDYHSHSHSB HELP SENDING PRAYERS FOR YQ
Oohhhh
Jxl is so kinky 😅😆😆
Oh myyyy
Thanks for the great translation ♥️
I still can’t fully support this Ji guy…
I was holding my breath that whole time during the kitchen scene because I was scared YQ was going to cut himself or JXL…
Also, the author can’t seem to make up their mind about whether or not the living room has AC.. Also, I’ve been wondering… hadn’t it been converted to a gym or something like that when they just arrived??
Now, YQ will beg him to stop being intimate cause now they have toys 😂… RIP YQ’s 🍑
you mean toy for YOU (¬‿¬)