Yu Qingyue immediately grabbed his collar, his eyes nervously glancing at Yu Wanlai before he lowered his gaze under Yu Wanlai’s deep stare. “I… I can do it myself.”

Yu Wanlai suddenly had a mischievous thought. “No!”

Yu Qingyue paused, letting his hands drop. “Oh, then… okay.”

Yu Wanlai curled his lips into a light smile. Yu Qingyue’s face immediately turned redder.

Not wanting to tease him further, Yu Wanlai carefully lifted Yu Qingyue off the sink, kissed his cheek, and lightly patted his backside. “Go ahead and shower, I’ll step out and get you some pajamas. The towels are in the cabinet, they’re all clean.”

Yu Qingyue, who had been nervous thinking Yu Wanlai would shower with him, let out a quiet sigh of relief upon hearing this. He raised his eyes to look at Yu Wanlai, his eyes sparkling like scattered stars. “Got it!”

Seeing the immediate change in Yu Qingyue’s energy, Yu Wanlai couldn’t help but find it amusing. Just a moment ago, he looked so scared, like a small plant bent by a heavy rain, but now he was standing tall again. He turned to walk out of the bathroom, muttering to himself, “He sounded so determined earlier. I thought he was braver than that. What’s the difference between this and a lamb walking into a tiger’s mouth? I don’t know why he was so bold in the hot spring, either.”

At this point, Yu Wanlai felt his body heat up again. He clicked his tongue softly, trying to push the improper thoughts from his mind. …Honestly, Yu Qingyue looked so good not wearing the white shirt properly… Yu Wanlai couldn’t help but regret not realizing his feelings earlier. If he had, maybe they could have showered together now. But the past couldn’t be relived, and remembering it only brought a bittersweet feeling!

Yu Wanlai had planned to go to Yu Qingyue’s room to fetch some clothes for him, but with his hand on the door handle, he suddenly turned around and headed to his own wardrobe. Since Yu Qingyue didn’t mind sleeping together, there shouldn’t be any issue with him wearing his clothes.

Not long after, Yu Qingyue came out of the bathroom wrapped in a towel, his body misty from the steam. Yu Wanlai, sitting on the small couch, glanced up at the sound. After taking a shower, Yu Qingyue looked slightly flushed all over.

Yu Wanlai’s gaze roamed over Yu Qingyue’s body without restraint, thinking to himself that as long as he didn’t touch him, he could look for a little longer. After all, Yu Qingyue had already agreed to him. Yu Qingyue’s waist was slender, with a thin layer of muscle, and the area just above his hips was deeply indented, forming symmetrical C-shaped curves. Moving down… there was just the white towel. Yu Wanlai clicked his tongue softly—he couldn’t see anything more! But further down were his long, slender legs.

Yu Qingyue, feeling Yu Wanlai’s intense gaze, looked around for his pajamas. Not finding them, he turned to look at the person still sitting there. “…My clothes?”

Yu Wanlai tilted his head toward the bed, pointing. “That one, the dark blue set.”

Yu Qingyue followed his gaze, pursing his lips. “This is…”

Yu Wanlai stood and walked over, bending to pick up the clothes and hand them to Yu Qingyue. “Mine. Wear mine, is that okay? It’s clean.”

Yu Qingyue, flustered under Yu Wanlai’s gaze, nodded, holding the clothes and heading back to the bathroom. “Oh… okay.”

Yu Wanlai turned to look at the door that had been closed, feeling confused. What’s this supposed to mean? Didn’t he just say that anything was fine? Why is he hiding from him just to change clothes? Who’s the real liar here?

In the bathroom, Yu Qingyue looked at the clothes in front of him, none of which were his, not even his underwear, and his face turned hot once again. Why did Yu Wanlai make him wear his clothes?

Outside the door, Yu Wanlai suddenly remembered something and, fearing Yu Qingyue wouldn’t wear them, knocked on the bathroom door and explained, “The underwear is new! I haven’t gone that far.”

A few minutes later, the bathroom door finally opened, and Yu Qingyue walked out wearing the dark blue pajamas. Yu Wanlai glanced at him quickly and quickly looked away. He should have known better than to mess with this. It was still him who ended up in this awkward situation. How had he been so foolish to let Yu Qingyue wear his clothes?

A few minutes later, Yu Wanlai finished his shower and came out. Yu Qingyue was already lying on the bed with his eyes closed. His eyelashes trembled slightly, clearly pretending to be asleep. Yu Wanlai smiled faintly, silently looking at him and chuckling before turning off the light and lying down on the bed.

Feeling Yu Wanlai’s proximity, Yu Qingyue’s breathing immediately became quicker as he closed his eyes more tightly. Yu Wanlai reached out, pulling him into his arms, then lightly patted his back. “Go to sleep.”

Only then did Yu Qingyue open his eyes, looking at Yu Wanlai in surprise. But the room was dark, and he could only see a shadow. He hesitated, asking, “You… you’re not going to…?”

He couldn’t finish the sentence.

Yu Wanlai chuckled softly, finding Yu Qingyue’s lips and lightly kissed them before pulling away. “Not tonight, it’s too late.”

Yu Qingyue was too nervous; he wasn’t prepared, and he also felt that things were moving too quickly.

In the morning, sunlight peeked through the curtain gaps, shining into Yu Wanlai’s eyes, waking him up with the sharp light. A few seconds later, Yu Qingyue also woke up, frowning and burying his head in Yu Wanlai’s chest, trying to go back to sleep.

Yu Wanlai silently watched Yu Qingyue’s small movements, feeling incredibly satisfied and thinking how cute he was. Alright, sleeping together was indeed nice! He reached up and rubbed Yu Qingyue’s head, holding him as they lay in bed for a while longer before getting up to wash up.

As soon as Yu Wanlai left, Yu Qingyue woke up again. He reached out to feel the warmth beside him. Turning his head towards the bathroom, he didn’t relax until he heard sounds coming from there. Some things might really take a long time to heal.

Yu Qingyue tossed the blanket aside, put on his slippers, and walked towards the bathroom. Yu Wanlai was washing his face, and just after wiping the water off his face with a towel, he saw someone standing beside him.

Looking in the mirror, Yu Wanlai saw Yu Qingyue and handed him the toothbrush with toothpaste already on it. “Up already? Go brush your teeth.”

Yu Qingyue took it and started brushing his teeth, thinking, wasn’t Yu Wanlai supposed to… well, this didn’t seem like it at all. Was he lying again? Why was he lying to him? Didn’t he want to sleep with him?

After finishing washing his face, Yu Wanlai didn’t hurry to leave, standing by and watching Yu Qingyue. He noticed that Yu Qingyue’s face suddenly turned red again, then became angry. He was curious. “What’s wrong? Your mood changed so much this early in the morning. What are you thinking about?”

Yu Qingyue snorted and glared at Yu Wanlai’s reflection in the mirror. “Aren’t you supposed to… do that… every morning?”

“You lied to me again! Big liar!” “Don’t you want to sleep with me?!”

Yu Wanlai: …this is so unfair!

He took two steps forward, pulling Yu Qingyue’s waist. He had intended to kiss him but saw the foam on his face, so instead, he kissed his cheek. “No, stop making things up! I didn’t!”

Yu Qingyue turned to wash his face, but didn’t stop complaining. “You always do!”

Yu Wanlai, now furious, finally waited for Yu Qingyue to finish washing his face. He grabbed Yu Qingyue and threw him onto the bed. “Then you should go to work a little later this morning. Let’s do something else. I have to prove how much I want to sleep with you!”

Yu Qingyue was still a little dazed when he was thrown onto the bed. Only when he saw Yu Wanlai start to undress did he snap back into reality, scrambling off the bed and hurriedly turning away. His face turned completely red in an instant.

“I didn’t mean to sleep like this!” “You know what I meant!” “You did this on purpose!” “You’re bullying me!”

Yu Wanlai turned around and smiled. “Alright, I’m not teasing you anymore. Hurry up and change your clothes. Let’s go downstairs for breakfast.”

Only then did Yu Qingyue snort and leave! Yu Wanlai had something to do today—he was going to take promotional photos for his new song, so he had to send Yu Qingyue to the company and then leave. After arriving, Yu Qingyue sat in the car, not moving at all. Yu Wanlai pulled him over and kissed him a few times. “I’ll be taking photos this morning. As soon as I’m done, I’ll come find you. I promise.”

“I’m running out of time, can you go up already?” Yu Qingyue finally got off Yu Wanlai’s lap, opened the car door, and got out, not forgetting to warn him, “I’ll call you. You better answer! If you don’t answer my call again, you’re done for!”

So that morning, every half hour, Yu Wanlai received a call from Yu Qingyue, and Zhang Chang noticed it several times. Between makeup and wardrobe changes, he could spare a moment to talk, but during the photoshoot, each shot took over an hour, and he couldn’t answer the phone. Yu Wanlai decided to just leave the phone on, keeping the line open, and handed the phone to Zhang Chang to hold onto.

When the photoshoot was done and Yu Wanlai returned, Zhang Chang was talking to Yu Qingyue.

Yu Wanlai: …

Zhang Chang said to someone on the other end that Yu Wanlai had arrived and handed the phone back to Yu Wanlai. “Here, your little gold master.”

Yu Wanlai was confused, though he didn’t think this was a good term, muttering, “What gold master? This is my boyfriend, the one I’m going to marry. It’s not some improper relationship! Don’t make things up.”

Suddenly, he paused, thinking of something, and glanced at Zhang Chang’s face. Seeing no reaction, he continued, “I saw that the contract doesn’t mention anything about not being allowed to date, right? It didn’t say so, so… no problem, right?”

Zhang Chang had finally realized how talkative Yu Wanlai was. No wonder he always wanted to be on the phone, even while busy. “No problem. Just don’t do anything like cheating or domestic violence, anything that involves your character. After all, you’re not going down the traffic route.”

Yu Wanlai felt relieved. “Then there’s nothing else today, right? Can I leave?”

Zhang Chang nodded and waved him off. “Go on, go on.”

Zhang Chang had worked with a lot of singers and entertainers before, and Yu Wanlai was one of the easier ones to handle. So Zhang Chang was a bit more lenient with him. Besides, Yu Wanlai’s boyfriend obviously had some background, so he couldn’t afford to be too harsh. He’d even said he’d invest 20 million for them—20 million just for a single song album, which was no small amount, and no need for advertising, just letting him keep an eye on Yu Wanlai. Zhang Chang naturally agreed without hesitation.

Yu Wanlai saw the phone was still on, so he kept talking while waiting for the elevator to go downstairs.

“What did you talk to him about?” Yu Qingyue put the phone on speaker and placed it on the table, glancing at the screen, and slightly lifted his chin. “I’m not telling you!”

…

Yu Wanlai’s debut single album was only released online, with a significant investment and broad promotion, eventually achieving great success, and he officially entered the industry. About six months later, Yu Wanlai received his first paycheck from the copyright of his single.

The street was lined with lush green sycamore trees, and the flowers in the Yu family’s small garden were blooming beautifully. But recently, Yu Qingyue was very unhappy! Extremely unhappy!

Ever since the single was released successfully, Yu Wanlai had been very busy. He would lock himself in his room for long periods and wouldn’t let Yu Qingyue come in. Yu Qingyue was furious. Ever since the release of the single, Yu Wanlai had been very busy, often needing to go to other cities. Yu Qingyue couldn’t follow him all the time. So they mostly saw each other at night, but recently, Yu Wanlai seemed to be up to something every night, and Yu Qingyue had no idea what it was.