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Yu Baihan was taken aback, and he tightly gripped Lu Huan’s sleeve.
The pajamas were so thin that every sensation felt particularly intense.
For a moment, he gazed at Lu Huan’s profile inches from his face: Commander Lu was still recovering from an illness, so he shouldn’t…
Shouldn’t be making someone this uncomfortable~
Yu Baihan’s face turned a shade of crimson, his heart pounding as he gingerly shifted his legs.
The smooth fabric rustled, creating a few subtle folds. Arrange, smooth.
The warm breath on his shoulder socket grew a tad heavier. The hand around his waist gradually tightened, and with a few little tugs, it suddenly stopped. The grip loosened, and instead, it found its way to his arm…
Yu Baihan halted his movements, glancing over.
Lu Huan had already awakened, his head raised.
Their gazes locked, Lu Huan’s eyes smoldering, his lips parched and slightly chapped.
Under this scrutinizing look, Yu Baihan felt like a deer caught in the headlights, paralyzed for a moment. Yet his face remained flushed as he nuzzled into Lu Huan’s shoulder and asked, “Are you uncomfortable?”
“Si Baihan…” Lu Huan propped himself up with one hand, a strand of hair on his forehead brushing against his sharp brow bone. He pinched the person with his other hand, looked down, and said, “Don’t be mischievous.”
Nonsense, he was obviously so dedicated.
Yu Baihan reclined on the pillow, the warmth making his eyes moist, “Today, I’m Nurse Baihan, offering full service.”
“…”
Sweat soaked through their clothes and the bedding, a sweltering humidity enveloping them beneath the quilt.
In the dimly lit room, Lu Huan leaned over him. They studied each other from head to toe when a knock echoed twice at the bedroom door.
Both Yu Baihan and Lu Huan turned their heads.
As the door swung open, Uncle Feng appeared with a medicine bowl in hand.
Startled by the unexpected sight before him, Uncle Feng’s grip on the medicine bowl wavered, “…”
Then, he sighed deeply.
The door swiftly shut again! The old butler vanished behind it.
Yu Baihan: …
Lu Huan: …
The room fell into silence for a brief moment.
Yu Baihan exhaled a warm breath, turned his head to glance at Lu Huan above him, and casually patted his chest as if everything were normal, “Isn’t it time for your medication?”
“Yeah.” Lu Huan paused and rose from his seated position.
He shifted to kneel on top of Yu Baihan, facing him.
Yu Baihan lowered his gaze: …
So perceptive, so assertive…!
A leg suddenly tightened, squeezing firmly like a warning. He reluctantly raised his eyes, meeting the intense gaze of Lu Huan above. “I’ll look away.”
However, the other’s stern face looked more feverish than fierce.
Yu Baihan obediently pursed his lips. “Okay.”
Lu Huan got up and headed for the bathroom, preparing to take a shower. With one hand, he pushed the bathroom door open, and just a moment before entering, Yu Baihan offered a warm reminder, “Remember to take a warm bath.”
“…” The figure at the door paused. “I know.”
Lu Huan’s voice sounded as if it had been scorched. The bathroom door slammed shut, cutting off the view from behind.
…
Yu Baihan spent some time lying in bed before finally mustering the energy to get up and return to his own room. He decided to take a quick shower as well.
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Yu Baihan thought with a hint of shyness: It might very well be worth several billion.
Beside the tea table, Lu Huan appeared outwardly composed, but when he heard someone coming downstairs, he raised his eyes from behind the bowl to give a glance.
His eyes were sharp and profound.
Yu Baihan met his gaze, and the recent scene replayed briefly in his mind.
But he couldn’t dwell on it, Commander Lu was still a patient.
He regained his composure and approached. On the coffee table, there was an array of medicine bottles. Yu Baihan sat down next to Lu Huan, picking up and inspecting each one, “There are so many… are you feeling any better?”
A voice from the side responded, “Mmm.”
Uncle Feng, who had been standing nearby, chimed in, “Sweating it out will make it easier.”
Yu Baihan glanced over thoughtfully.
Lu Huan’s radar was sharp, and he immediately joined the conversation. Gazing deeply into Yu Baihan’s eyes, he said, “Si Baihan.”
Yu Baihan quickly switched off his internal late-night channel and retorted softly, “I was just thinking of making sure you’re tucked in warmly.”
Lu Huan couldn’t help but smirk, “Commander Huang Zhi?”
“…” Yu Baihan pretended to be busy examining the medicines.
Those were actually quite fitting words.
Uncle Feng subtly retreated a step, not wanting to get caught in the crossfire: … Where did this “Commander” title suddenly come from?
—
Lu Huan’s high fever showed no signs of subsiding until the following day.
Uncle Feng took action the next day, calling in a medical team to transfer Lu Huan to an upstairs private ward for intravenous treatment.
For the past two days, Yu Baihan had put aside his books and stayed by the bedside, offering support to their fragile Commander Lu.
Once the IV was finished, the medical staff left, leaving only Yu Baihan and Lu Huan in the room.
Yu Baihan gently traced his fingers along the hand that wasn’t connected to the IV. The veins on the back of Lu Huan’s hand stood out, his knuckles were well-defined, and his hand was elegantly shaped.
“Commander Lu, have you lost weight?” Yu Baihan inquired.
Lu Huan allowed him to play with his hand. “I don’t really feel it,” he replied before asking, “Can you hand me the tablet?”
Yu Baihan narrowed his eyes in curiosity. “What are you up to?”
Lu Huan remained silent.
Yu Baihan realized, “Ah, you want to check on the company, right? But with your current condition, you’d be even more restless if you don’t keep tabs on it.”
He fetched the tablet as he spoke.
Lu Huan accepted it without a word.
Yu Baihan observed him. Despite his outward calmness, Lu Huan’s jaw was tense, his eyes were focused, and a deep determination was evident.
It was as if he had placed all his hopes in one basket, as if missing this opportunity would lead to irreversible consequences.
Yu Baihan recollected the plot:
Around a month after Lu Huan’s birthday, it seemed the Si family made their first move, marking the beginning of Lu Group’s downfall.
That kind of suspenseful setup was quite engaging.
It was meant to prevent the story from following the original narrative.
While Yu Baihan was contemplating, the tablet before him powered down. Lu Huan closed his eyes and leaned his head against the headboard, mumbling softly to himself, “Perhaps it’s fate.”
His voice sounded like a murmured reflection.
Yu Baihan looked at him quizzically. “What do you mean?”
Lu Huan didn’t respond further, just offering a slight lift of his lips.
In this pivotal moment, as he was finally about to change the course of the story, he fell gravely ill, as if the universe was signaling that he couldn’t escape his destiny.
“……”
Yu Baihan observed the corner of Lu Huan’s mouth, which bore a cold, self-deprecating expression, and couldn’t help but quip, “Emo at noon? Seriously?”
For a while, silence filled the room.
Lu Huan’s Adam’s apple bobbed as he swallowed.
Yu Baihan couldn’t resist reaching out and lightly touching the prominent Adam’s apple on Lu Huan’s flushed neck, his eyes sparkling with a hint of mischief. “Well, it’s all fate.”
Suddenly, Lu Huan’s eyes shot open, his gaze piercing.
Yu Baihan continued toying with his Adam’s apple, speaking with an air of seriousness, “Heaven bestows great missions upon people, so first, you must work on your heart and muscles… treat yourself kindly, just like this.”
When he finished, he sighed, his tone filled with anticipation. “You’re on the verge of a transformation, Lu Huan.”
Lu Huan raised an eyebrow skeptically and said, “…”
Yu Baihan retracted his hand, reassuring, “Don’t worry, Commander Lu will be rewarded. After all, you’re not only beautiful but also kind-hearted, and you possess exceptional abilities… Impressive achievements await.”
“Hehe,” Lu Huan responded with a knowing smirk.
Yu Baihan regarded him closely.
Lu Huan’s gaze held both wisdom and calmness. After a prolonged stare, Yu Baihan blinked, his eyes becoming slightly teary. He muttered in self-reproach, “I lost.”
Lu Huan’s eyebrow twitched. “Who said we were even competing…”
Yu Baihan reached out to push Lu Huan’s tablet away. “Never mind, let’s not play this game. I’ve set up a game for you involving radishes. Come and play.”
Lu Huan questioned, “When did you download it?”
“At the food stall, while medical staff surrounded you.”
“…”
Lu Huan looked at the screen displaying red and yellow radishes, remained silent for a moment, then broke into a smile. He reached out and clicked “Start.”
—
Thankfully, Lu Huan’s bout of being “this way” didn’t last too long due to fate’s intervention.
After two days of receiving fluids, Lu Huan’s fever finally receded, and his energy levels improved significantly.
The next morning, as Yu Baihan headed downstairs for breakfast, the sight of a perfectly normal-looking Lu Huan greeted him. Yu Baihan cheerfully remarked, “Congratulations are in order!”
However, his voice was somewhat hoarse, which drew immediate attention from both Lu Huan and Uncle Feng on the opposite side.
Lu Huan inquired, “Why is your voice hoarse?”
Perplexed, Yu Baihan replied, “Uh…”
A moment of silence filled the room.
Lu Huan sighed and reached up to his forehead. Uncle Feng exclaimed, “Master Baihan, are you unwell too?”
Twenty minutes later, Zhong Bingqi was summoned to the house once more.
Observing the role reversal between the two men, he quipped, “A third visit to the thatched cottage, it seems.”
Yu Baihan, upholding Chinese precision, corrected him gently, “That’s not quite the right usage.”
Zhong Bingqi nodded, “I understand. I was just momentarily overwhelmed by emotions and couldn’t think of the right words.”
Yu Baihan contemplated for a moment before suggesting, “How about ‘Three Strikes, You’re Out’?”
Lu Huan interjected, “Just show him the symptoms.”
“Of course.” Zhong Bingqi, adopting a serious demeanor, seated himself on the bedside and commenced his examination.
In the morning, Yu Baihan hadn’t noticed much, but as the day progressed, he started to develop a sore throat, a hoarse voice, and nasal congestion.
After examining him for a while, Zhong Bingqi commented, “Your immune system might be a bit weak, and you’re more susceptible to colds when you frequently transition between hot and cold environments. Did you catch a cold after sweating?”
Lu Huan, who was sitting nearby, raised an eyebrow, “Did you take a shower that day?”
“…” Yu Baihan hesitated, then admitted guiltily, “I didn’t take a shower.”
Under Lu Huan’s piercing gaze, he added, “I just rinsed in cold water.”
Lu Huan couldn’t help but smirk, “Hehe.”
Despite being unwell, he couldn’t help but tease Yu Baihan.
Yu Baihan’s attention immediately shifted back to him, puzzled, “Hmm? I recall someone insisting on… um, getting close to me that night. Otherwise, why would I have considered taking a cold shower instead of a warm one?”
With a hum, he added, “Ha, ha.”
Amid their playful banter, the room buzzed with their teasing words. Lu Huan maintained his gaze on Yu Baihan for a couple of seconds before shifting his attention elsewhere. He turned around and handed Yu Baihan a glass of water, remarking, “Speak less; your mouth seems dry.”
Yu Baihan accepted the water and agreed to a temporary ceasefire.
Commander Lu had been quite observant, so Yu Baihan let the previous topic slide.
After Zhong Bingqi left, Yu Baihan lay down on the bed, feeling a bit groggy. He developed a low fever again in the afternoon, sweating profusely during his nap.
With the curtains drawn, he slipped into a drowsy sleep. He vaguely heard someone entering the room, felt a hand touch his sweaty forehead, and then heard the person head toward the bathroom.
After some rustling, a wet towel landed on his face and began to wipe it.
Yu Baihan immediately began to feel better.
He opened his eyes and saw a tall figure moving before him. “Why’s Commander Lu here?” he mumbled.
Lu Huan inserted a straw into his mouth and replied, “Guarding the radish.”
Yu Baihan raised an eyebrow, but let Lu Huan continue to wipe his face. He drank some more hot water and then, in a considerate tone, suggested, “You should rest. You’ve been through a lot, too.”
Lu Huan scoffed, “Been through a lot?” There was a hint of mockery in his voice.
The towel paused on Yu Baihan’s cheek and then moved to cover his nose. Yu Baihan felt his nose being pinched through the fabric. Lu Huan’s voice was cold as he said, “I’m already healed.”
Yu Baihan couldn’t help but smirk inwardly. Well, match your pride and stubbornness.
The white radish didn’t say anything and simply enjoyed the comfortable sensation of being rubbed.
With his eyes slightly narrowed, Yu Baihan pressed his face against the towel, letting the coolness soothe his heated skin. Then, in one swift motion, he pulled the towel away from his face.
Tugging the quilt up, he said, “Time to get some sleep.”
After his brief command, Lu Huan turned and left the room.
The door creaked open, allowing the corridor light to stream in. Yu Baihan turned to watch Lu Huan’s silhouette standing at the door, his broad shoulders illuminated, exuding an inexplicable sense of reassurance.
With a soft click, the door closed gently.
Yu Baihan buried himself under the quilt, his face flushed with warmth.
The Commander who guards the radish.
So handsome. He liked that very much.
…
Yu Baihan spent the entire afternoon in bed, and when he finally woke up, it was already evening. The dimming sky outside peeked through the curtains, casting a shadow in the room.
He felt a bit hungry, so he threw back the covers and got up. Perhaps due to the extended nap and the lingering effects of the low fever, his mind felt a bit foggy at the moment.
Opening the door and stepping into the hallway, he called out, “Lu Huan?”
No response echoed through the corridor. As he passed by Lu Huan’s bedroom, he peeked inside but found it empty. This meant Lu Huan must be downstairs.
Yu Baihan descended the stairs, his hand gliding along the railing for support. Halfway down, he spotted Lu Huan seated in the living room, engrossed in something on his computer. His expression, once cold and tense due to illness, had now softened significantly in the absence of his ailment.
Yu Baihan cast a surreptitious glance and then let out a soft, deliberate cough.
From the adjacent hallway, Lu Huan raised his eyes, putting his computer aside. He stood up and made his way toward Yu Baihan. “Why did you come down?” he inquired.
Yu Baihan replied, “I’m hungry.”
Uncle Feng, who was conveniently situated at the entrance to the kitchen, overheard and swiftly moved inside. “Xiao Zhou, prepare some porridge for Master Bai Han.”
Yu Baihan, sensing an opportunity, added, “I’d like something with meat.”
As he continued down the stairs, he unknowingly stepped onto the fourth step from the bottom. Suddenly, a feeling of weightlessness overtook him, and his heart skipped a beat.
Lu Huan, who stood just a few steps away, reacted quicker. Before Yu Baihan could process what was happening, he found himself safely ensconced in Lu Huan’s strong embrace, with sturdy arms securely around his waist.
Yu Baihan instinctively wrapped his arms around Lu Huan’s shoulders, caught off guard and dazed by the sudden occurrence.
A soft sigh escaped their lips, and their mouths brushed against one another, briefly connecting at the corners.
The hand securing Yu Baihan’s waist quivered and then froze in place.
AHHHHHH!!!!!
Aah – stumble kiss! 😆😘
Thanks for the chapter 💞
Accidental kiss 😘
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Tinggal ciuman aja apa susahnya sih…
Why is it so hard for them to just kiss?!?? I’ve been wanting to say this for awhile!! It’s too late for a kiss kiss fall in love they’re already in love so now they need to KISS!!