Fu Zhiyuan was ecstatic when Shen Nanxing agreed. He couldn’t hide his excitement, and his lips curled into a slight smile. He happily kissed Shen Nanxing on the forehead. “Wife, don’t worry. I already made arrangements with Aunt Mei and the others.”

Fu Zhiyuan had already been planning how to keep Shen Nanxing over for the night, so he had informed Shen’s father and the others in advance. Shen Nanxing was suspicious. “…” He seriously doubted that Fu Zhiyuan had been plotting this for a long time. Otherwise, how could he have anticipated all of his concerns? It seemed like Fu Zhiyuan never planned to let him go home tonight! Shen Nanxing felt like he had fallen into a trap. Was it too late for him to back out?

However, Fu Zhiyuan didn’t give him a chance to reconsider and directly pulled him upstairs.

This was Shen Nanxing’s first time entering Fu Zhiyuan’s room. The room’s decor matched Fu Zhiyuan’s cold and aloof personality. It was primarily gray and white, neat and tidy, with the only splash of color being the orange wool blanket draped over the bay window. But was this bed too big? Shen Nanxing gazed at the large, soft bed that took up a third of the room and found himself in deep thought. It looked big enough for four people to lie on…

Fu Zhiyuan wrapped his arm around Shen Nanxing’s waist, looking at him with affection. “Wife, do you like it?”

Shen Nanxing raised his hand and pointed at the bed. “I’m sleeping here tonight?”

Fu Zhiyuan nodded slightly.

“This is your room. Shouldn’t I sleep in the guest room?” Shen Nanxing asked.

Fu Zhiyuan immediately laughed, shaking his head helplessly. “You’re my wife. If you don’t sleep here, where else should you sleep?” It’s not customary to make your wife sleep alone, after all. He leaned in closer to Shen Nanxing’s ear and whispered, “Could it be… you don’t want to sleep with me?”

“I might get hurt…” Fu Zhiyuan’s warm breath brushed against Shen Nanxing’s ear, sending a slight tingling sensation through his body.

Shen Nanxing took a step back, turning his head with a slight “oh” sound, his face turning unavoidably red. Fu Zhiyuan’s words made him think of something… He cleared his throat awkwardly, his eyes slightly unfocused. “I’m a restless sleeper, so don’t blame me if I kick you.”

Fu Zhiyuan gently pinched his flushed ear and smiled softly. “How could that happen?”

Shen Nanxing rubbed his itchy ear and gave him a fierce look. “You better not!”

Fu Zhiyuan reached out and ruffled his hair as usual. “Mhm,” he said with a calm expression. He then took a set of pajamas from the closet and handed them to Shen Nanxing. “Wife, you go take a shower. I still have a video meeting later.”

Shen Nanxing took the light blue silk pajamas, his fingers gently brushing against the soft, cool fabric, enjoying its smooth texture. The size was just right for him. Shen Nanxing nodded and turned to go to the bathroom.

As he looked at the toiletries on the sink, his lips twitched slightly. Everything was in pairs, and all the items were matching couple sets, placed close to each other. It gave Shen Nanxing the strange feeling that Fu Zhiyuan was subtly hinting at wanting to invite him to live together. Otherwise, why would he prepare everything so thoroughly?

So, if Fu Zhiyuan really brought up living together, should he agree or not?

Shen Nanxing was still pondering this question when he finished his shower.

Fu Zhiyuan quickly wrapped up his meeting and entered, seeing Shen Nanxing sitting on the bed deep in thought, his hair still dripping with water. Furrowing his brow, he grabbed the towel from Shen Nanxing’s hand and began drying his hair. “Why aren’t you drying your hair? What if you get sick?”

Before Shen Nanxing could respond, Fu Zhiyuan turned around and grabbed a blow dryer to dry his hair. The buzzing sound filled the room, and Fu Zhiyuan’s long, delicate fingers gently moved through his hair. Shen Nanxing tilted his head slightly and saw Fu Zhiyuan’s focused expression, which warmed his heart.

Shen Nanxing pushed aside all his unrealistic thoughts and decided to stop overthinking. What’s the point? Just go with the flow.

Soon, Fu Zhiyuan set the blow dryer down. Shen Nanxing’s hair was soft, and Fu Zhiyuan had dried it in a somewhat messy way, making it soft and fluffy, giving him the appearance of a soft, delicious-looking bread roll.

Fu Zhiyuan reached up to touch the top of his head and secretly thought, as expected, his hair was really soft and felt great. Without realizing it, he touched it several times.

Shen Nanxing blinked and looked at him. “You didn’t blow my hair into a frizzy mess, did you? What are you, a cotton candy maker?”

Fu Zhiyuan kept his hands on him, not letting go.

Fu Zhiyuan reluctantly released his hand and teasingly said, “If I say yes, will you ‘domestically abuse’ me, wife?”

Shen Nanxing huffed, clearly not pleased. “Not only will I, but I’ll also retaliate!”

Fu Zhiyuan pretended to be scared. “Wife, you’re so fierce!” He acted playfully, rubbing his face against Shen Nanxing’s chest, deeply inhaling and saying, “You smell so good!” Then, like a sneak attack, he bit Shen Nanxing’s mouth corner. After successfully teasing him, Fu Zhiyuan calmly walked to the bathroom.

Shen Nanxing touched his slightly sore lips and muttered softly, “Pervert!” He crawled into the bed, making sure to leave half of it for Fu Zhiyuan. When he checked his phone, he saw many messages from Shen Chuanqiong accusing him.

[“Good boy, getting bold? Not even coming home?”]
[“If you’re kidnapped by Fu Zhiyuan, just blink.”]
[“I came back after work to find I have no home anymore. Why? Because I was stolen, my home was stolen!”]
[“Didn’t expect you to be this kind of good boy.”]
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[“…”]

Shen Nanxing quickly called Shen Chuanqiong to calm him down, repeatedly assuring him that he wouldn’t do anything inappropriate with Fu Zhiyuan. Only after this did Shen Chuanqiong reluctantly let it go.

Shen Nanxing sighed. “Ah, brother is really hard to soothe…” He heard some noise at the bathroom door and turned around, his eyes instantly widening.

What a stunning picture of a man emerging from the bath!!!

Fu Zhiyuan stood at the bathroom door, steam rising behind him. He was bare-chested, wearing only loose shorts on his lower body. Shen Nanxing, stunned, watched as the “handsome man” got closer, his Adam’s apple unconsciously bobbing.

Fu Zhiyuan, with his upper body bare, had water droplets sliding down his smooth skin from his neck to his collarbone to his abs… Shen Nanxing’s gaze dropped, staring hungrily at Fu Zhiyuan’s abs. What was he doing walking around shirtless this late at night? If this continues, I can’t guarantee I won’t do something earth-shattering!

Shen Nanxing backed up a little, avoiding Fu Zhiyuan’s eyes. “Your hair is still wet. Stay away from me!”

Fu Zhiyuan looked at him deeply for a while, a faint smile passing through his eyes. His tone was playful and coaxing, “Wife, I know you want to see my abs. I specifically prepared this for you…” He pulled Shen Nanxing’s hand to his abs, gently saying, “Touch them, it’s free.”

Shen Nanxing: “…”