The Emperor’s Favorite Imperial Concubine is an OCh57.1 - Lovey-dovey (1)

Translator: ChiFu

Because he had to keep Mu Zhan company with work, he was unable to compose a poem. There was no way he would compose one in front of the person he was planning to give the love poem to. It would make his toes curl from the embarrassment. K fiyT

If he asked to be alone, Mu Zhan would overthink too much about it, so he simply sat motionless in Mu Zhan’s arms and gave it some thought first.

He slouched back, pressing Mu Zhan’s chest with his entire back. He pondered deeply, cocking his head slightly so that the back of it rested on Mu Zhan’s shoulder. He touched his chin. When he considered it this way, the atmosphere of his current sitting position turned out to be surprisingly conducive to his inspiration.

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Inadvertently, he turned his head, causing his long hair, which was secured behind his head with a hairband, to gently brush against the side of Mu Zhan’s neck. This stirred up a mild itch sensation that spread swiftly, causing Mu Zhan’s heart to flutter slightly.

Mu Zhan suddenly had no desire to do anything. His attention was focused on one place. oEbTYf

Reaching out, he placed his hand on top of Wen Mingyu’s head. He pressed it gently and murmured, “Stay still.”

Wen Mingyu tilted his head to look at him without a thought, but could only see a flawlessly chiseled jaw and a small half of his side profile.

“Oh.”

He complied dutifully and remained still, lost in contemplation once more. Someone, however, wasn’t as engrossed. Even if the person in his arms was still, there was still plenty of contact between the two of them. Rather than Wen Mingyu moving around to disturb him, it was better to say that his own heart was in chaos.

Mu Zhan couldn’t resist moving his hand that was hugging the side of Wen Mingyu’s waist and rubbed it a little. With a shudder, Wen Mingyu turned to look back at Mu Zhan. “What are you doing?”

Mu Zhan had his head down, with a look of undivided attention to his affairs. Only the sound of his voice caused him to turn his head, revealing a somewhat confused expression.

Wen Mingyu hesitated. Was he really just moving involuntarily, like fiddling with the corners of a test paper while wracking his brain over a problem?

Thus, he made no further comment and carried on with his thoughts. However, it didn’t take long before Mu Zhan rubbed it once again, and when he did, Wen Mingyu trembled violently, his waist itching and tender. F0OqJS

Now, how could he not see that Mu Zhan was doing it on purpose?

Wen Mingyu shot a glare at him. Mu Zhan didn’t cover up and said bluntly, “I can’t focus with you around me.”

Wen Mingyu straightened up like he was about to get up. “Then I’ll move aside?”

As he spoke, the corners of his mouth quirked up in a slightly compressed curve. Kaw4NP

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Two hours later, things were all done. Immediately, Wen Mingyu retaliated by poking him twice in the waist as well.

As a result, when he poked it, it was found to be hard. jixaQG

Wen Mingyu abruptly studied his abs. Muscles in a relaxed state were tender, supple, and felt surprisingly nice. They were only hard when tensed. Mu Zhan’s muscles were not exaggeratedly thick or thin; as it was a work of art, it had the perfect balance of strength and beauty.

After letting him toy with him for a while, Mu Zhan grabbed his wrist and spoke in a low, hoarse voice, “Touch it any further, and you’ll rue the day.”

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The warm breath blowing across his earlobe made his sensitive ears go red at once. Wen Mingyu picked up on the meaning of his words and instantly withdrew his hand, behaving as cleverly as he could.

But Mu Zhan seemed a little sorry, as if he was lamenting the fact that there was no excuse for punishing him. m3SAlO

Then, as though recalling something, he reached into his sleeve pocket and pulled out a thin chain. It bore similarities to the previous one, but with many nuances, a clear sign that the material had changed. Wen Mingyu was unable to determine its material, though.

Leaning down, Mu Zhan placed his hand on his knee and ran it down the length of his well-defined, slender calf. He held his ankle, then undoing the clasp, coiled the light gold chain and wore it on Wen Mingyu’s foot. It was just the right size and not a fraction of a centimeter out of place.

“This chain contracts. It won’t fall off even if you turn into a rabbit.”

Somewhat astonished, Wen Mingyu couldn’t resist reaching out and tugging at it, discovering that it was pliable and that the chain would elongate with his hand. He was not sure what kind of material it was; it clearly looked like it was made of gold. lmKQLA

Mu Zhan explained, “It is indeed made of gold, though it was specially manipulated when it was made and became what it is now.”

Wen Mingyu’s curiosity was just short-lived. It wasn’t like he was going to study that aspect, so his focus quickly switched to observing the exquisite chain. This time, a dainty minibell was attached to it, engraved with a flower motif in a light-gilded color. When his foot moved, he could faintly hear a sound.

“Then won’t people hear me if I walk with this on?”

Wen Mingyu felt embarrassed just imagining it and attempted to take it off. vGeXIL

But Mu Zhan blocked him. “Its sound is barely audible. The only people who can hear it are those who are particularly close to you when you’re shaking it a lot.”

It was pretty much just saying that only the two of them could hear it.

When Wen Mingyu tested it out, it performed exactly as Mu Zhan had claimed.

Jumping from Mu Zhan’s arms, he stepped barefoot on the soft carpet and walked randomly. There was no sound as he walked slowly, and there was only a faint sound as he took big strides. He deliberately lifted his foot off the ground and shook it violently. In the quiet of the temple, one could easily miss the sound of the melodious minibell. DRclFQ

Wen Mingyu then didn’t take it off.

And while he was testing it out, Mu Zhan remained seated, silently observing his movements. As the young man moved, the fine white ankles faintly disclosed themselves under the hem of his robes. His skin was even rendered even more creamy and jade-white by the thin, light gold chain. The curve of his instep was beautifully arched, and even his toes were tinged with a pale pink. As the minibell swayed and jangled, so did the people observing in a trance.

He looked at Wen Mingyu’s bare feet walking around on the carpet, his gaze progressively getting darker. Suddenly, he felt an overwhelming impulse to tell him to stop walking there, to walk over here, and to step on him. And then he would seize that ankle firmly for himself, carefully pull it over, and kiss it inch by inch.

While Wen Minggyu had no idea of his thoughts, after he tested it and found that it was fine and that the thin chain looked great, he accepted it candidly. DqaNuj

In his mind, he pondered over again how he was going to avoid Mu Zhan so he could write down the verses he had just thought of before giving it to him.

When he looked up, he saw Mu Zhan’s hand braced on the tabletop, his fingers pressed against his forehead, his eyes partially closed, and the pheromones surrounding him somewhat agitated.

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Wen Mingyu subconsciously walked over, asking, “Are you tired? Not feeling well?”

Mu Zhan lowered his head and raised his eyes toward him. He unexpectedly nodded and said, “Mn, terribly tired.” KcNhdP

Wen Mingyu was alarmed. Because he had asked Mu Zhan about things like this in the past, but Mu Zhan would consistently refuse to admit it. It was as though he had to keep up a poised, unflappable appearance at all times, never displaying any signs of vulnerability.

This time, Wen Mingyu had given up on him nodding and planned to think of something else. Yet, to his shock, Mu Zhan would actually admit he was tired. It was evident from the number of affairs he had handled just now that it was not much, and compared to the past, it was nothing at all. Before the new year, Mu Zhan kept his hands full and slept very late, but he never said anything.

Was it because their relationship has changed?

And, was Mu Zhan pouting? aM3D1R

Although the expression was still bland, who could resist his boyfriend’s pouting behavior?!

In the past, he had been considering labeling Mu Zhan as a tyrannical tsundere, violent and domineering. But now, it seemed like he was playing coquettish for a change!

Wen Mingyu liked Mu Zhan like this. He felt that the two of them were becoming closer. Only those who were very close to each other would display pouty behavior, let alone a character like Mu Zhan. It had never occurred to him what Mu Zhan would be like when he was acting coquettish.

Of course, the most crucial task at hand was to coax the boyfriend. HIysJe

Wen Mingyu hurried over to hold his hand and softened his voice, saying, “Then take a nap? Or perhaps I can squeeze your shoulder?”

Mu Zhan took his hand and gently pressed it against his face. He rubbed against it and smiled. “Young Master, squeezing my shoulder, how is that proper?”

Wen Mingyu: “…”

Really, is this the time to act out of nowhere. OgB74P

The force was light, and the back of his hand was itchy from being rubbed. He couldn’t help shrinking his hands, his ears still red.

He muttered, “… So, do you want it?”

Wen Mingyu stood while Mu Zhan sat on the chair. Because of the disparity in height, Mu Zhan could only gaze up at him from low to high. In the past, even in such a vulnerable position, Mu Zhan was still able to maintain power and gain the upper hand. This time was different, however.

He lowered his gaze a little and guided Wen Mingyu’s hand to his face. His lips brushed the tips of his fingers as if it were something else. For some reason, such a scene seemed to be a knight pledging his faith to his kind, never betraying. EHjWAv

There was something about the atmosphere that Wen Mingyu couldn’t quite put his finger on. His body stiffened from the tension, not knowing what Mu Zhan would do next.

But Mu Zhan just kissed his hand and put it down. He looked up at him and said with a grin, “Squeeze the shoulders first, then sleep with me. Is that okay?”

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Wen Mingyu’s body reacted faster than his brain. Without any delay, he nodded his head, as if he were bewitched.

Beauty leads people astray! 9iCd7b

He was willing to go astray, nonetheless.

If one doesn’t coax their own boyfriend, who will?

Whatever Mu Zhan would say, he just wanted to nod his head and say, “Yes, yes,” and promise him everything.

ChiFu: I have exams next week, so I squeezed in a chapter now. Thank you for reading~ gZ6lMN