Fei Bai was forced to face Luo Yusen with only half an inch between them. Luo’s breath hit his face directly, and he could feel the vibrations of Luo Yusen’s vocal cords when he spoke.
“Can’t I have eyes on my forehead?” Fei Bai retorted softly. “Shixiong, don’t you know there’s a creature called Erlang Shen? That’s my second uncle.”
Luo Yusen casually rubbed the two hands that were still hooked on his tie with the palm of his hand, neither tight nor loose. “Is that so? That’s impressive. How did you do eye exercises when you were a child?”
The ambiguous gesture reminded Fei Bai of how this man’s hands had roamed all over his body last night. He dared not look into Luo Yusen’s eyes and instead glanced sideways. “Um.. I did eye exercises by lifting my index finger.”
Luo Yusen smiled, lowering his shoulder to rest his forehead against Fei Bai’s. “I can’t imagine it. How about my Shidi give me a demonstration?”
Fei Bai had just been talking nonsense earlier; he had no intention of doing any finger exercises. Just as he was about to utter a “no,” he felt Luo Yusen’s lips descending upon his own.
The kiss was neither aggressive nor tender. Instead, it was somewhere in between, maintaining a wet and warm feeling throughout.
Luo Yusen didn’t want to crush Fei Bai, so he propped himself up against the mirror with one forearm, positioning himself slightly higher than Fei Bai’s shoulder. It was as if he were enveloping Fei Bai from head to toe.
His other hand traced up Fei Bai’s wrist and continued upwards, finally enveloping Fei Bai’s shoulder, supporting the boy as they kissed.
As Fei Bai’s tongue was captured by Luo Yusen’s, he let out a gasp and instinctively wrapped his arms around Luo Yusen’s waist. A few seconds later, almost as if possessed, he unbuttoned Luo Yusen’s shirt and slid his arms inside, embracing him without any barriers. The man’s warm body heat immediately seeped through the sleeves.
After what seemed like an eternity, Luo Yusen parted from Fei Bai’s lips, gently kissing the tip of his nose, then tapping his wrist through the shirt.
It took Fei Bai a moment to register that Luo Yusen wanted him to let go. Only then did he realize his earlier initiative. He quickly pulled his arms back, his face still wrapped in lingering warmth, with the moisture from their lips evaporating swiftly into the air, leaving a slight chill.
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Luo Yusen glanced at him for a moment, then proceeded to adjust his tie and neatly tuck in his shirt leisurely. He then lowered his head and quietly said, “Let’s go.”
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In fact, being supported by Luo Yusen for six months wasn’t a bad deal. Luo Yusen was generous, and he didn’t make excessive demands. Fei Bai could easily consider it as if he had won a ticket to experience a luxurious lifestyle for six months. After the six months were up, they could part ways amicably, and Fei Bai could happily move on to find a new boyfriend, pretending as if nothing had ever happened between them. After all, their difference in status and identity was so vast that they likely wouldn’t cross paths again unless Fei Bai happened to see Luo Yusen in the news someday.
It might sound like a wonderful thing—earning money without having to worry about anything—especially if he saved some. He probably wouldn’t have to worry for the rest of his life.
But for some reason, Fei Bai couldn’t bring himself to be happy about it.
He knew he didn’t have the qualifications or the need to think about these things, but he couldn’t help it.
Fei Bai shook his head, telling himself to just get used to it. Besides, he had no reason to be unhappy when he was with Luo Yusen.
After dropping Fei Bai off, Luo Yusen took time to leave. He reminded Aunt Zhang to make sure Fei Bai had a hearty lunch.
Aunt Zhang didn’t ask any further questions, simply nodding and assuring, “Mr. Luo, rest assured. I’ll tell the chef to prepare a generous lunch.”
Since the last time Professor Song mentioned paying more attention to Luo Feifei’s math talent, Luo Yusen has increased the proportion of calculation problems in the curriculum designed by the professional team he hired. Holding a thick workbook, Fei Bai forced himself to focus and asked Luo Feifei, “Feifei, what’s fifty-three times twenty-eight?”
Luo Feifei gripped a pencil and wrote down four numbers on the paper: 2127.
Fei Bai glanced at the correct answer (which should be 1484). Fei Bai softened his tone and said, “It seems like you haven’t got it right. Feifei, try again.”
Luo Feifei stubbornly stared at him without moving her pencil. Fei Bai then noticed a small gap between the first three digits and the last one.
He paused for a moment, picked up his phone, and calculated all possible operations between 212 and 7. He found out that multiplying these two numbers indeed equaled 1484.
It seemed like this little girl’s skills had leveled up.
Luo Feifei looked at Fei Bai triumphantly, prompting him to realize he shouldn’t indulge her in showing off this kind of skill. Otherwise, she might become one of those student prodigies who love flaunting how smart they are. So he asked in a half-joking tone, “Feifei, if you knew the answer, why didn’t you say it?”
Luo Feifei muttered something under her breath, and Fei Bai heard it clearly. The little girl had said, “If you already know the answer, why bother asking?”
Great, Fei Bai thought. These siblings would definitely win the Earth Grand Championship in their respective male and female categories if they were to participate in an exasperating competition.
Fei Bai arrived late today, so it was almost lunchtime after a short session with Luo Feifei. Aunt Zhang came to remind him that class was over and it was time for lunch.
“Thank you, Auntie. How about I take care of Feifei for lunch today? I’m not very hungry anyway,” Fei Bai politely offered.
Aunt Zhang quickly waved her hand. “No need, no need. I can handle it. You go and eat.”
Fei Bai didn’t understand why she refused so firmly, but he obediently sat down at the dining table and saw a spread of food that could rival a feast fit for an emperor.
He hesitated for a moment, then asked Aunt Zhang, “Auntie, is there anyone else joining me for lunch today?”
“No, it’s all for you,” Aunt Zhang said kindly, smiling as if it were perfectly natural, as if Fei Bai were a starving pig who hadn’t eaten for three or four days.
Despite the abundance of food, Fei Bai didn’t eat much. He was sleep-deprived and not in the best mood, so he couldn’t stomach heavy dishes and only nibbled on fruits.
Aunt Zhang noticed this and encouraged him to eat more, but Fei Bai just smiled wearily and said, “Thank you, Auntie, but I’m really full.”
At noon, Luo Yusen specifically called Aunt Zhang to ask if Fei Bai had eaten well. Aunt Zhang sighed and replied, “Mr. Fei probably doesn’t have much of an appetite. He only ate fruits.”
Luo Yusen frowned, feeling it might be because he was too intense last night, making Fei Bai feel uncomfortable.
“Alright, I understand. Let him take a nap upstairs after lunch. If he can’t get up in the afternoon, don’t bother waking him,” Luo Yusen said.
Shortly after putting down his phone, he received another call, this time from his aunt.
She mentioned that he had forgotten to take the oranges the last time he left and asked if he wanted the driver to bring them over.
Initially, Luo Yusen thought of refusing the offer, but then he remembered Aunt Zhang’s comment about Fei Bai’s poor appetite and his interest only in fruit. So, he agreed and provided his aunt with an address.
His aunt exclaimed, “Oh! Isn’t that the place where you lived when you were studying? Alright, Yanyan came home today. When the driver takes her back to school tonight, he can stop by and see you. I’ll have Yanyan bring some tea leaves for you.”
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Who the heck is yanyan again? My memory do be failing me
thanks for the chapter!