Lu Huan was set to leave the next day.
In the morning, he playfully nibbled Yu Baihan, who indulged him in munching on radish peels. He had done it twice, turning the white radish into a carrot.
After lunch, Lu Huan arranged for Fan Lin to pick him up.
His luggage was placed by the bedroom door.
When Fan Lin arrived, Yu Baihan was sitting on the bed, still in his summer pajamas with short sleeves and shorts. The exposed arms and legs were slim, and the occasional green and red spots on his skin made them stand out.
As Fan Lin entered the room and noticed, his eyes widened in shock!
He quickly lowered his gaze, picked up Lu Huan’s luggage, and left.
Once they left, Lu Huan sat down on the bed.
He reached out, gently tracing the love marks on Yu Baihan’s arm, and asked, “Does it still hurt?”
“No,” Yu Baihan said with a teasing look in his eyes, “You can be a bit more vigorous!” He didn’t mind his delicate Lu Huan leaving marks.
“…” Lu Huan looked up at him.
They gazed at each other for a moment, but Yu Baihan couldn’t resist and rushed over to bury his face in Lu Huan’s embrace, inhaling deeply.
As they were about to part, they decided to share one final kiss.
Lu Huan’s chest rose and fell several times.
Lu Huan lowered his head, planting a few lingering and passionate kisses on Yu Baihan’s neck. Then, he pulled back and said in a low voice, “I’m leaving.”
“Alright,” Yu Baihan looked up at him, his dark eyes filled with longing. It was clear that strong love could make one’s eyes burn with passion.
Yu Baihan said, “Go on. Remember to keep your radish informed of your travel plans, okay?”
“I will,” Lu Huan replied. “Call me if you need anything.” After a brief pause, his face blushed as he continued, “…I don’t mean to tattle to your ‘parent’.”
Oh, he meant that! =3=
Yu Baihan playfully pushed him away, saying, “You’re such a nag~”
Lu Huan was gently pushed to the door. He lowered his eyes, a faint smile on his lips. Then, he reached out to touch Yu Baihan’s cheek, saying, “I’m going.”
Afterwards, he turned around and, with his tall figure, descended the stairs through the corridor.
Yu Baihan returned to the room and lay by the window.
Under the canopy of trees in the courtyard, he watched as Lu Huan got into the car, and the private vehicle drove away from the door.
After a while, he let out a deep breath, turned his head, and sat down at the table.
…
It takes about eight or nine hours to fly from City C to Country D.
Yu Baihan didn’t hear from Commander Lu until the evening before going to bed.
[Fish]: I’ve arrived.
[Yu Er]: Have you reached your hotel yet? [curious.jpg]
[Fish]: Just landed.
Yu Baihan felt a rush of warmth:
Commander Lu is so obedient; he sent a message as soon as he arrived~
[Fish]: Get a good night’s rest.
Yu Baihan replied playfully.
[Yu Er]: I want to occupy your bed and sleep on your pillow! [playful traveler.jpg]
A few minutes later, the response came: Yes.
[Yu Er]: Good night~ [snuggles into bed.jpg]
After sending the message, he put his phone away, turned his head, and snuggled into Lu Huan’s pillow before drifting into a deep sleep.
We’re sorry for MTLers or people who like using reading mode, but our translations keep getting stolen by aggregators so we’re going to bring back the copy protection. If you need to MTL please retype the gibberish parts.
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Perhaps the business trip schedule was quite hectic.
Throughout the day, Lu Huan only had brief moments to send Yu Baihan a few replies.
Just a few days ago, they were hugging and kissing anytime, anywhere.
But now, it suddenly seemed to have cooled down, leaving Yu Baihan feeling somewhat empty.
Holding his phone, he lounged on the bed, waiting impatiently:
Itchy.
Yu Baihan waited until midnight, and finally, Lu Huan, who had been absent all afternoon, responded.
[Fish]: I just got back to the hotel.
[Yu Er]: I want to call you. [table bang]
Two minutes later, a voice call came through.
Yu Baihan:!
The call connected instantly.
Lying on Lu Huan’s bed, phone in hand, he suddenly felt tongue-tied, unable to say what he wanted to.
Lu Huan didn’t say anything either, and for a while, the only sound was their shared breathing.
Their breaths mingled through the phone, an intimate connection from afar.
After a while, Yu Baihan rubbed his cheek against the pillow. “Lu Huan.”
A hoarse voice came from the other end, “Hmm.”
However, just hearing each other’s breathing didn’t seem to be enough.
After a pause, Yu Baihan had a mischievous idea and turned on the video call with a sense of anticipation. The screen lit up, showing half of his face, as well as the collar above his pajamas. He was lying on his side.
The breathing on the other end seemed a bit heavier.
Yu Baihan pressed on, “And you?”
The screen shifted, revealing Lu Huan’s face.
The first thing that came into view was his reddened neck, a shirt collar and tie tightly fastened under his Adam’s apple. The screen panned up, and his dark, ink-like eyes appeared, his face flushed with heat.
It was as if just listening to Yu Baihan’s breathing and seeing a small patch of his white skin had aroused him emotionally.
Yu Baihan felt a rush of heat.
He propped himself up, blushing, and when he did, his arm accidentally brushed against the bedpost, making him emit a soft “hiss.”
“Does it still hurt?” Lu Huan’s voice came from the video.
Yu Baihan raised his head and caught Lu Huan’s gaze, which was fixed on the neckline and the area in front of his body. He seemed to be concerned that the radish’s skin had been scratched by his sharp clothes.
Turning around, Yu Baihan glanced at Lu Huan, then suddenly bit the hem of his pajamas and pulled it down.
On the other end of the call, Lu Huan didn’t speak.
Under his gaze, Yu Baihan’s heart began to race, and the marks from the day before were still visible on his skin.
He glanced at Lu Huan, then couldn’t resist and moved the hem of his pajamas, pulling it down.
Lu Huan couldn’t help but look up at him.
The screen shook slightly.
Lu Huan seemed to want to stop it, but in the end, desire won out.
Yu Baihan watched the screen without blinking, his eyelashes gradually moistening
…
After confirming the exact time, Yu Baihan decided to focus on his studies.
Around noon, he descended the stairs to prepare lunch.
Perhaps due to prolonged sitting and concentration, as Yu Baihan descended the final step of the stairs, he suddenly felt lightheaded and nearly missed a step, stumbling slightly before regaining his balance with a “plop.”
Startled, he touched his forehead in a daze.
Uncle Feng was not far away and rushed over to assist him, “Are you all right, Master Baihan? Have you been studying too hard and overtaxing your mind?”
Yu Baihan glanced at him, surprised by his sudden concern.
He shook his head and mused, “Perhaps it’s because I’m hungry.”
“But you look paler than usual…” Uncle Feng exclaimed anxiously, “And your hands are cold too! I’ll call Dr. Zhong to take a look.”
Yu Baihan hesitated for a moment, then said, “Sure.”
…
When Dr. Zhong Bingqi arrived, Uncle Feng had already helped Yu Baihan to lie face down on the bed.
He lay there calmly and peacefully.
Zhong Bingqi gazed at Yu Baihan with a hint of curiosity, as if wondering what had brought him here this time.
Yu Baihan met his gaze and rose from the bed with a hint of embarrassment, saying, “I apologize, Dr. Zhong.”
“No trouble,” Zhong Bingqi replied politely, “I chose this profession.”
Yu Baihan extended his hand shyly, “…Okay.”
After a brief examination, Zhong Bingqi withdrew his hand.
Uncle Feng, who was worried, asked, “Is it because he’s been overworking his brain?”
Zhong Bingqi responded with a meaningful tone, “It’s not due to overworking his brain.”
Uncle Feng inquired, “Then what’s the reason?”
Zhong Bingqi prescribed medicine and dietary recommendations for Uncle Feng to follow. After someone took the prescription and left, he turned to Yu Baihan, who was standing there, and asked, “Young master, do you remember the last words I said to you when we parted last time?”
Yu Baihan tried to recall, “…Goodbye?”
“…” Zhong Bingqi sighed, “I said ‘self-control.'”
Yu Baihan was momentarily taken aback and hung his head, looking somewhat guilty.
Had he lacked self-control? It was just some playful banter.
Zhong Bingqi glanced at him without saying a word, then proceeded to write in the medical records.
A brief silence filled the room.
As Zhong Bingqi continued writing, faint sounds of passing cars could be heard outside. However, Yu Baihan paid little attention to it. After all, Lu Huan was not due back until ten o’clock in the evening.
But then, the sound of a car door closing downstairs suddenly reached their ears, a loud “bang.”
Yu Baihan’s heart skipped a beat, and he exclaimed, “Wait!”
He leaped off the bed, rushed to the window, and saw the familiar Maybach pulling into the garage.
Yu Baihan was shocked:
Wasn’t Lu Huan supposed to return at night???
He glanced at Zhong Bingqi and hastily whispered, “Can you hide in the bedroom for now?”
Considering Commander Lu’s discipline and meticulous nature, if he learned of any excessive behavior, he wouldn’t grant him any favors for a while.
Zhong Bingqi appeared to be caught off guard as he was pushed behind the curtains by Yu Baihan. Yu Baihan instructed him, “I’ll take Lu Huan out of the bedroom, and you can make your escape with the medical records.”
After explaining this, Yu Baihan pulled the curtains shut with a “whoosh.”
Zhong Bingqi: ????
Why was he, a doctor, hiding behind curtains?
His eyes widened in surprise, and he inwardly thought, “This is strange!”
Yu Baihan swiftly concealed the medical records and Zhong Bingqi behind the curtains. When he turned back, he noticed the bedroom door opening with a soft “click.”
Lu Huan, whom he hadn’t seen in five days, stood at the doorway, carrying his luggage.
Their eyes met, and there was a warmth in Lu Huan’s eyes. Seeing this, Yu Baihan’s heart raced, and he couldn’t help himself from running towards his beloved, exclaiming, “Lu Huan!”
His luggage dropped to the floor as they embraced.
The rapid beating of Lu Huan’s heart was palpable, and he lowered his head to kiss Yu Baihan’s ear, his emotions surging.
Yu Baihan clung to Lu Huan’s waist, filling the void that had been empty for five days. He buried his head into Lu Huan’s chest, murmuring, “I thought you were coming back at night?”
“Earlier,” Lu Huan whispered, “were you surprised?”
He was going to say, “It’s a surprise,” but suddenly remembered that Zhong Bingqi was hiding behind the curtain and hesitated.
Taking a deep breath, he revised his statement. “I’m very pleasantly surprised.”
Overjoyed and unable to contain himself, Yu Baihan whispered, “Shall we go to the terrace?”
Lu Huan picked up his luggage. “Let me freshen up first.”
Yu Baihan glanced at the curtains that were trembling slightly, then asked Lu Huan, “Okay.”
…
Lu Huan busied himself with packing his luggage inside the room.
Meanwhile, hidden behind the curtain, Zhong Bingqi leaned against the wall, gently closing his eyes. He had been inexplicably stuffed into the curtain, and he tiptoed subconsciously, fearful of being discovered. His feet had become quite sore, and he wondered how long Mr. Lu would take to finish packing.
There were several moments when he contemplated the idea of revealing himself directly. However, every time he imagined suddenly opening the curtains and casually walking out, he fell into an awkward silence.
…which felt even stranger!
Time ticked away slowly.
Just when Zhong Bingqi felt he couldn’t bear it any longer, Lu Huan’s voice echoed from the room, “Shall we go? You mentioned going to the terrace, right?”
Yu Baihan responded, “Yes!”
Zhong Bingqi’s tension eased, and his aching body relaxed as well.
Step by step, the two had just reached the door when they both stopped simultaneously.
Yu Baihan looked up abruptly and locked eyes with Lu Huan:
“……”
“……”
Oh, dear.
After a brief pause of two seconds, Lu Huan turned his head and walked towards the source of the sound. His movements were so swift that Yu Baihan hardly had time to react.
Lu Huan stopped in front of the curtain and reached out to pull it aside.
With a “whoosh,” the curtain was drawn open, revealing Zhong Bingqi behind it.
The two men stared at each other.
Lu Huan’s eyes remained as calm as still water, and the room fell into an eerie silence.
Yu Baihan took a step back, looking as if he had been caught red-handed.
Zhong Bingqi, on the other hand, just stared blankly.
After a while, he picked up the patient’s medical records and composed himself, saying, “I can explain, sir.”
Lmaosjdkd why did you have to make it worse baihan you big dummy 😂😂😂
Well, he didn’t want to be put on litteral bed rest. Just the role-ply one 😉
They look like they had an affair… Silly Baihan 🤣
😂😂😂😂
Thanks for the chapters
Bahahahahahaha turn it into one of their role play games 😂