Last night, Yu Li went to bed early. When he groggily woke up, it was only eight in the morning. The bed was warm and cozy. With his eyes still closed, he reached out for his phone. Instead, his hand landed on a familiar, soft, and bouncy sensation.

He paused, opened his eyes, and the first thing he saw was a straight collarbone and a small mole below it, marked by a bite. Looking further down, his hand was spread out in a rather indecent manner, resting on a well-known chest muscle he had touched many times before.

Yu Li paused for a few seconds, quietly brought his fingers together, but didn’t pull his hand back. Since he was already touching it, a little longer wouldn’t hurt.

Only now did Yu Li realize he had somehow rolled into Lu Qing’s arms. The man’s left arm was under his head, while the other arm was wrapped tightly around his waist like a steel barrel.

They were snugly pressed together, with warmth continuously emanating from Lu Qing, making the bed even hotter than usual. Perhaps not wanting to wake him, Lu Qing, who would usually be up by now, still had his eyes closed, breathing steadily.

Yu Li didn’t intend to wake him. After struggling for a bit and realizing he couldn’t escape the man’s embrace, he gave up and reached for his phone.

Because he was holding Yu Li, Lu Qing was facing inward, sleeping on his side. His pectoral muscle was pressed by the bed, forming a noticeable curve, perfect for propping up a phone.

As Yu Li set his phone on it, he thought he could write a book titled “A Hundred Ways to Use Pectoral Muscles.”

Overnight, his phone had accumulated many notifications and messages. Ignoring the useless ones, he finally clicked into a chat named “One-Stop Shop for Adult Toys.”

One-Stop Shop for Adult Toys: [Mr. Yu, the delivery has been arranged. The clothes will be delivered at the specified time. Thank you for your purchase and support. Feel free to contact me if you need anything else~]

Staring at the latter part of the message, Yu Li pondered for a moment and suddenly touched his waist. After a whole day of rest, plus Lu Qing occasionally massaging him, his waist barely felt any soreness.

Although Yu Li didn’t plan on a second round so soon, since they’d already started, it wouldn’t just be a one-time thing. Although they didn’t use protection the first time due to the suddenness, in the future, if they were to maintain a long-term relationship, they’d need to prepare.

Thinking of this, Yu Li asked: [Do you sell lubricants and condoms?]

One-Stop Shop for Adult Toys replied instantly: [Yes, we have those! Basic tools are a must!]

One-Stop Shop for Adult Toys: [We have various brands, colors, flavors, imported and domestic. Which one do you need?]

Yu Li was taken aback. His experience in this area was limited to comics and novels, but they never detailed what tools the protagonists used. In fact, many comic protagonists didn’t use any at all.

Even if they did, he couldn’t tell, since the authors would censor it, and all he could see was a glowing rod-like object.

This question was a bit beyond Yu Li’s knowledge.

Yu Li decided to ask without shame: [Which one sells the best in your store?]

One-Stop Shop for Adult Toys, like reciting a treasure trove: [The best-selling condom is the XX brand ultra-thin peach-flavored with optimal spacing. Many customers say it’s very stimulating in practice~]

[The lubricants are similar, but recently the XXX brand released a new fragrance with upgraded lubrication, making it less likely to cause injury. Highly recommended~]

Yu Li: [Alright]

Yu Li: [Send ten boxes of each]

After sending, he recalled Lu Qing’s frequency that night and the size he reported later, paused, and retracted the message.

Yu Li: [Twenty boxes, XXL, deliver by noon, no need to wait for the afternoon]

One-Stop Shop for Adult Toys was overjoyed: [No problem, Mr. Yu. We’ll also include a pink lace choker as a gift, which can be paired with the apron~]

Yu Li: [(ok)]

Yu Li: [Transferring you 5000 yuan]

One-Stop Shop for Adult Toys: [That’s too much! These items don’t cost that much!]

Yu Li: [Consider the extra as a tip]

One-Stop Shop for Adult Toys: [Thank you! Thank you! Mr. Yu, you’re so generous!]

One-Stop Shop for Adult Toys: [Mr. Yu, I must say, customers at your address are all so generous! Wishing you happiness and prosperity!]

Seeing this new message, Yu Li was puzzled.

What does it mean that customers at his address are generous?

Wasn’t this his first order?

…

Half an hour later, Lu Qing slowly woke up.

In a daze, he felt something pressing against his chest, being poked repeatedly with some force.

He looked down.

Yu Li was using his pectoral muscle as a stand, playing a matching game.

Lu Qing: “…”

Lu Qing: “Having fun?”

Yu Li paused his tapping, looked up with a puzzled expression: “Did I wake you?”

He didn’t think he was using much force.

“No, I woke up naturally.” Lu Qing, afraid his phone would fall, didn’t move: “What do you want for breakfast?”

“Nothing,” Yu Li mumbled, still playing: “Don’t worry about me, go for your run.”

Lu Qing had a strict morning jogging routine, and today was no exception.

Sure enough, after hearing him, Lu Qing got up from the bed.

When Lu Qing returned after changing and washing up, Yu Li had passed a long-stuck level and was brushing his teeth in front of the mirror.

Yu Li’s toothpaste was peach-flavored, and he couldn’t help but wonder if the condoms he just bought tasted the same.

Peach-flavored on top, peach-flavored below.

Yu Li: “.”

Weird.

After rinsing his mouth, Yu Li dried his face and was about to go back to bed to draw when he turned and saw Lu Qing standing at the bathroom door, seemingly waiting for him.

“Aren’t you going for a run?” Yu Li suspiciously stared at him.

Lu Qing walked over, glanced at his pale pink lips, and asked softly: “After being your phone stand for so long, is there a reward?”

Yu Li squinted at him, asking back: “What reward do you want?”

“A good morning kiss,” Lu Qing said: “Kiss me.”

Yu Li grumbled: “Why do you like kissing so much?” He stepped forward, stood on tiptoe, and lightly touched the man’s thin lips.

In Yu Li’s mind, a good morning kiss was just a quick peck, but as he was about to pull away, Lu Qing opened his mouth and captured his lips. A large hand somehow found its way under his butt, and with a little force, Yu Li was lifted up by him.

Caught off guard, Yu Li instinctively wrapped his arms around the man’s neck.

The good morning kiss deepened with this movement, a hot tongue invading his mouth. Yu Li couldn’t help but gasp, forced to accept this bandit-like deep kiss.

Lu Qing seemed to particularly enjoy kissing him, and with his impressive lung capacity, he entwined Yu Li’s tongue, sucking and teasing. Yu Li couldn’t take it after a while.

He pettily withdrew his tongue, refusing to let it be eaten, and raised a hand to cover Lu Qing’s mouth.

“No more kissing, let me go.”

Lu Qing didn’t let go, a bit aggrieved: “It wasn’t even that long.”

Yu Li wasn’t having it: “The way you kissed that day, it would take until noon to finish.”

This wasn’t an exaggeration but a personal experience. From the Maybach to the living room, from the living room to the bedroom, Lu Qing kissed him whenever he had the chance, even during intimate moments, he couldn’t help but lick his lips, feeding his tongue into Yu Li’s mouth, kissing passionately.

Though kissing felt nice, Lu Qing’s enthusiasm was overwhelming, and Yu Li was a bit scared of being kissed.

Yu Li refused, and Lu Qing had no choice.

Reluctantly, he placed Yu Li back on the bed, and as he went downstairs, his face still showed a hint of dissatisfaction from not kissing enough.

Even though his status had upgraded, he was essentially just a bed partner. When not in bed, he was still Yu Li’s bodyguard, needing permission even for a kiss.

If he were Yu Li’s boyfriend, he’d kiss Yu Li ten times a day: upon waking, leaving, during lunch, before bed, and even sneak kisses while Yu Li slept, kissing until Yu Li was too breathless to stop him.

Exhaling deeply, Lu Qing put his phone in his pocket, left the villa, and began his morning jog around the neighborhood.

On his second lap, his phone vibrated in his pocket. Slowing down, Lu Qing answered the call from Qin Yue.

“Hey.”

“Hey, hey, hey! It’s me!” Qin Yue’s voice was loud, and Lu Qing guessed he was in the president’s office, with no other employees around to hear his unseemly volume.

Lu Qing jogged while asking, slightly out of breath: “Why are you calling so early?”

Qin Yue paused, about to speak, but hearing the breathing on the other end, he suddenly panicked: “Damn, what are you doing??”

Ahead, there was a puddle from the rain, and Lu Qing took a big step over it. Once past, he replied, puzzled: “What’s wrong with you?”

Qin Yue stood up from his chair, cursing: “Damn! Why are you doing that so early in the morning? And you’re shameless enough to answer my call while doing it. I never knew you were so insatiable!”

“What nonsense are you spouting?!” Lu Qing couldn’t take it, immediately retorting: “You’re the insatiable one. I’m jogging. If I didn’t breathe, I’d be dead. Did you hit your head?”

Qin Yue: “…”

Qin Yue sat back down.

Qin Yue exhaled: “Okay, okay, my bad. I was seeing things.”

“I think you need to see a urologist.” Lu Qing grumbled: “Why did you call? Spit it out.”

Qin Yue chuckled: “Two pieces of good news. Which one do you want to hear first?”

Lu Qing: “Just tell them in order.”

Qin Yue: “First good news. Lu Zhengxiong’s condition worsened, and he was sent to the provincial hospital last night. Though it doesn’t seem too serious, I reckon his health will deteriorate again, and he might just die one day. Your stepmother almost fainted from crying at the hospital, putting on quite the act. Only Lu Zhengxiong, with his failing eyesight, would believe it.”

Lu Qing’s steps faltered slightly, his expression unchanged: “Got it, keep an eye on them.”

“Of course.” Qin Yue continued: “The other good news is that the project with the Yu family is wrapping up, and it’s been profitable. I’m planning a banquet to celebrate. You and Yu Li should come.”

Lu Qing narrowed his eyes at this: “Are you really just celebrating?”

Qin Yue: “Haha, it’s also to see you happy and to meet Yu Li. Don’t worry, I’ll pretend not to know you.”

Lu Qing gave a perfunctory response: “Xiao Li likes the cake from Yun Ji on West Street. Make sure the desserts at your banquet are from there.”

Qin Yue: “…”

…

…

This morning, Yu Li was particularly productive, finishing the homework assigned by the teacher in no time. He stretched, locked his iPad, and placed it back on the table, glancing at the time—it was only ten-thirty.

With plenty of time before lunch, and Lu Qing likely not done cooking, Yu Li sprawled on the bed, playing games, completely oblivious to the passage of time.

Lu Qing ran a couple more laps today, and as he jogged back along the main road, he heard the buzzing of an electric scooter behind him.

Without looking back, he moved to the side, letting the scooter pass. As it sped up, Lu Qing noticed the rider’s uniform looked familiar.

The scooter turned left at the intersection ahead, and Lu Qing picked up his pace. When he rounded the corner, he saw the scooter parked in front of the villa. The rider, dressed in uniform, took a beautifully packaged large bag from the rear basket and stood at the villa gate, ready to ring the bell.

Lu Qing raised his voice: “Hey, delivery guy!”

The rider turned at the sound, eyes lighting up: “Hey, bro! It’s you!”

Lu Qing paused, jogging closer to get a better look at the rider’s face, suddenly realizing: “It’s you.”

The person who delivered the belt set that night was this very rider.

The rider beamed: “Yeah, it’s me. I cover this area, so if you order again, it’ll probably be me delivering.”

Lu Qing glanced at the package in his hand, recalling the message he saw on Yu Li’s phone last night.

Pink lace apron for men (tight fit for large chests).

If he guessed right, this was the work outfit Xiao Shaoye bought for him.

Clearing his throat, Lu Qing awkwardly accepted the large bag from the rider, nodding: “Thanks, I’ll take it inside myself.”

He weighed it, puzzled.

What kind of apron is this, so heavy?

“Sure, sure.” The rider gave him a thumbs up before leaving, praising: “Bro, I helped with packing your order, and it’s impressive. You’re a real man, just like your appearance, a man among men.”

Lu Qing: “?”

Lu Qing: “Thanks?”

Rider: “No problem, no problem. If you order again, I’ll be the first to deliver. I’ve got more work to do, see you, bro.”

Lu Qing watched the rider leave with mixed feelings, glanced at the package in his hand, and with a strange expression, turned back into the villa.

Pink lace apron and a man among men…

Can those really be compliments together?

This world is crazy.

…

The package was bought by Yu Li. Although Lu Qing knew the contents would eventually end up on him, he respectfully refrained from opening it.

When Yu Li came downstairs, he saw the flashy pink package on the coffee table.

He paused on the stairs, glanced at the man busy in the kitchen, then at the neatly wrapped package, feeling inexplicably guilty.

He hadn’t told Lu Qing about buying the apron and wasn’t sure if he’d accept wearing such clothes.

While Lu Qing was cooking, Yu Li quietly approached the coffee table, took scissors from the drawer, and prepared to open the package.

Besides the lace apron, he’d also bought dozens of boxes of condoms and lubricants. These weren’t things to leave lying around. If his brother suddenly visited and saw them, Yu Li couldn’t exactly claim they were supermarket freebies.

He needed to find a place to hide them.

The packaging from the One-Stop Shop for Adult Toys was incredibly thick, prioritizing customer privacy. To prevent damage during transit, it was wrapped so securely that it was quite a challenge to open. Anyone with less strength might get frustrated trying.

Yu Li finally found a spot to cut, and with a bit too much force, the bag tore open with a loud “rip,” spilling neatly packed small boxes all over the floor.

The living room was connected to the kitchen, and the noise immediately caught Lu Qing’s attention. He turned, seeing Yu Li’s stunned silhouette by the sofa, and thinking something had happened, quickly turned off the stove and rushed over.

“What’s wrong? Are you okay, Xiao Li?”

The concerned voice snapped Yu Li back to reality. He glanced at the floor, quickly saying: “I’m fine! You don’t need to… come…”

Too late.

He was already there.

The man, looking worried, stood by the coffee table, spatula in hand, staring at the floor littered with “ultra-thin peach-flavored XXL intimate experience” and “newly upgraded excitement factor, the fighter jet of lubricants for a flying sensation,” falling into a long silence.

Yu Li: “…”

Lu Qing wiped his face.

No wonder the delivery guy said those things.

He hadn’t seen the pink lace apron, only the ultra-thin XXL.

And twenty boxes.

In the delivery guy’s eyes, Lu Qing must be a human pile driver.

“Xiao Li…” The man cleared his throat, bending down to pick up the scattered boxes, suppressing a smile as he asked: “Why did you suddenly buy these?”

Yu Li felt utterly embarrassed, flopping back onto the couch, grabbing a pillow to cover his face, mumbling: “We’ll need them eventually. We can’t always go without, right?”

Not using them was exciting, but given Lu Qing’s physique, he wouldn’t last long without them.

“Did you buy too many?” Lu Qing continued to chuckle, making Yu Li furious. He sat up, swinging the pillow at him.

“Don’t you know your own frequency? Are you asking on purpose?!”

“My bad, my bad!” The man laughed while dodging, barely moving, as if afraid Yu Li wouldn’t hit him: “Don’t be mad, I misspoke.”

Glaring at him, Yu Li huffed: “I’ll put them away.”

“I’ll do it.” Lu Qing picked up the sorted package, standing up: “It’s a bit heavy. Just tell me where to put it.”

Yu Li thought for a moment, then said: “There’s a small storage room opposite your room on the second floor. Make sure to put them in the drawer.”

He glanced at the package in the man’s hand: “Besides the condoms and lubricants, the other package can go in the bottom of my wardrobe.”

Though he wanted to see Lu Qing in the apron, after the earlier mishap, Yu Li didn’t have the nerve to show it to him directly.

There’d be plenty of opportunities in the future.

Following Yu Li’s instructions, Lu Qing went to the second-floor storage room.

He opened the innermost drawer, placing the condoms and lubricants neatly inside. After a moment’s thought, he took two boxes out.

These things were best kept in the bedside drawer, just in case.

As for the other package…

Looking at the package containing the lace apron, Lu Qing didn’t follow Yu Li’s instructions to place it in his wardrobe.

Leaving the storage room, he didn’t stop, opening the door to his own room.

The outer packaging was tossed into the trash.

Soon after, the washing machine started. Once washed and dried, it’d be ready to wear.

Smiling, Lu Qing closed the door and headed downstairs.

He had a feeling the condoms Yu Li bought might be used tonight.

…

…

All afternoon, Yu Li lounged on the sofa, drawing. When he got tired, he’d glance at Lu Qing sweating it out in the gym to recharge. After dinner, he returned to his room.

With no classes tomorrow and his homework done, Yu Li was free to relax. He watched an episode of a newly updated anime while soaking in the bath, then slowly climbed out.

The bathroom was equipped with a large mirror during renovation, reflecting his entire upper body.

Yu Li stood in front of it, staring at himself for a while.

He inherited his mother’s good genes, naturally fair-skinned. Even after seven days of military training, while others turned as dark as coal, he remained unchanged.

But this also meant any marks on his body were glaringly obvious and hard to fade.

A whole day had passed, yet the hickeys Lu Qing left on him were as vivid as when they were first made, a stark contrast to the fading scratches on Lu Qing’s body.

Thinking about it, Yu Li muttered while drying himself: “These marks won’t fade anytime soon. No more for the next few days.”

Lu Qing, that rascal, was determined to leave marks all over his body, even kissing his feet.

Such peculiar tastes.

After drying his hair, Yu Li left the bathroom. Estimating that Lu Qing wouldn’t be coming up for a while, curiosity got the better of him, and he stood before his wardrobe.

He’d asked Lu Qing to place the package at the bottom earlier. Though he’d seen the preview online, he hadn’t seen the actual item.

After all, he’d only seen such outfits online, never imagining he’d buy one or that someone would wear it for him.

“Just a quick peek, then put it back.”

He whispered to himself, crouching to open the wardrobe.

“It’s wrapped so tightly, Lu Qing probably doesn’t know what’s inside…”

“Huh?”

The bottom of the wardrobe only held a few logo-printed boxes, nothing else.

Yu Li paused, disbelief evident as he turned on his phone’s flashlight, scanning the wardrobe’s bottom thoroughly, yet the package was nowhere to be found.

Confused, he stood up, searching other corners of the wardrobe, still finding nothing.

What’s going on? Did Lu Qing not place it as instructed?

The only person who’d handled the package was Lu Qing.

Frustrated, Yu Li was annoyed at Lu Qing for not listening and for misplacing his things. With a stern face, he headed upstairs.

Lu Qing’s door wasn’t fully closed, a strip of warm light spilling through the crack, casting a long shadow on the floor.

Approaching, he could faintly hear the sound of fabric rustling inside.

But Yu Li didn’t care what the man was doing. He pushed the door open without hesitation.

Lu Qing stood by the bed, turning at the sound, his gaze meeting Yu Li’s in mid-air. Both were momentarily stunned.

The man was side-on to him, wearing a pink lace choker around his neck, his upper body bare except for a thin apron. His strong, muscular arms were bent at the chest, large hands tugging at the lace edge covering his pectorals. Through the dim room light, the cleavage between his chest muscles was faintly visible.

The apron was tight-fitting, with slender ties barely enough to form an ugly bow at the waist. The fabric was too narrow to cover the abdomen fully, shark muscles faintly visible, disappearing into the soft material.

Apart from the tie, the apron left the back completely bare, muscles on full display.

This outfit, combined with the man’s slightly flustered expression, made Yu Li feel like a trespasser who’d barged into a maiden’s room, catching a glimpse of their body.

He stood at the door, unsure whether to advance or retreat.

Lu Qing, seeing it was him, lowered his hand from the lace at his chest, unconcerned about the bow coming undone or exposing himself, stepping forward to Yu Li.

He gazed at Yu Li’s face, leaned down, and blew a breath into his white jade-like ear.

“Xiao Shaoye, you’ve seen it all.”

“Given the situation, I’ll have to offer myself to you.”