... why is it so heavy?
Su Yu felt as if he were being tightly bound by a vine, the emerald green vine with leaves wrapping around him tighter and tighter.
It gripped his body so tightly that he couldn't breathe.
The vine seemed to have a mind of its own, its branches rubbing against his chest, a tingling sensation spreading from his spine throughout his body.
"No..."
Su Yu suddenly opened his eyes, gasping for breath, and looked down to see that his upper body was naked, his bathrobe wide open, and a hand was resting on his chest.
Following the arm upwards, he saw a face that was outrageously handsome.
Damn it...
Ji Yanli.
Resisting the urge to slap the face in front of him, Su Yu removed the groping hand and threw it aside, sitting up on his own.
"Young Master, are you up!"
Before he could catch his breath, there was a knock at the door.
Each knock was louder than the last.
Su Yu didn't even need to think to know that it must be Butler Li.
He slid off the bed and quickly walked into the bathroom.
The bathroom contained only a single towel, but on the shelf were two sets of toothbrush and cups, one filled with water, the toothbrush with toothpaste squeezed onto it, resting securely on the cup.
A strange, unsettling feeling flickered through him.
He picked up the toothbrush and cup and walked to the mirror.
The face in the mirror was still clean, with a cool, youthful look in his eyes, but his hair was a mess.
What was even more noticeable were his slightly swollen lips, with a patch of red spreading around them, as if he had eaten extremely spicy Xinjiang fried rice noodles.
"..."
Su Yu stared at his lips, and memories of last night involuntarily flooded his mind.
Burning, wet, soft, the other person's pupils, unfocused in a state of passion.
Damn it, he hadn't even had the thought of killing him.
That shouldn't be the case, didn't he want to kill Ji Yanli?!
Rubbing his hair, Su Yu angrily shoved the toothbrush into his mouth, wanting only to finish brushing his teeth and leave the mirror as quickly as possible.
As he walked out of the bathroom, his peripheral vision inadvertently caught sight of the hook next to the bathroom door.
Hanging there was a clean shirt and a small, familiar-looking piece of blue fabric.
He'd been wearing that fabric yesterday.
Su Yu's eyes widened.
He reached for it, his hand touching something damp, not completely dry, just slightly damp.
His grandfather was a real pervert!
Washing his shirt was enough, there was no need to wash this too.
A surge of anger welled up in his chest, and shame overwhelmed him.
He walked out of the bathroom, strode to the bedside, and slapped the sleeping Ji Yanli's upper arm.
"Get up!"
He hadn't even paid for the emotional distress from kissing him, and now he was even eyeing his underwear.
Since losing his memory, Ji Yanli had been calling him "wife," and he hadn't corrected him.
Now he really couldn't
let this continue, he couldn't actually be so intimate with him!
"Wife…you woke up so early."
Whether he was pretending to be asleep or not, Ji Yanli had already calmly opened his eyes the moment Su Yu's hand touched him, staring intently at him.
His eyes were hazy, unlike his usual sharp gaze; he looked unusually vulnerable.
"Don't call me that, get up, I have something to tell you."
Su Yu wasn't buying it and reached out to pull him up.
Ji Yanli lowered his head meekly.
"Wife, you used to make me call you all the time."
"Stop pretending. I wasn't stupid yesterday when I was drunk. You acted pretty well."
He acted like a good puppy in front of him, but he actually did this to him while he was drunk.
Who knows if he'd done it before!
Ji Yanli sat up clingily, trying to lean against him.
"Wife… I can't control myself when you look at me like that."
Su Yu impatiently braced himself against his chest.
"Can't control yourself? Then I'll gouge my eyes out."
His hand was taken by someone more audaciously, lifted and placed on that handsome face.
The man with his lowered eyelashes appeared vulnerable, like a snake being held by the hand.
Seeing him like this, Su Yu felt a strange pleasure creeping into his heart.
"Young Master! I've been calling you for ages, why didn't you open the door? Did you encounter any danger...?"
In an instant, the entire scene inside the room came into the view of the panting Butler Li at the door.
The two were intimately close together on the large bed, and the illegitimate son's dirty hand was even on the handsome, imposing, and domineering face of his only son, the young master!
"Su Yu, let go of the young master!"
[Butler Li is like a farmer afraid that a pig will be rooted up by a cabbage...]
[Isn't this supposed to be the other way around? You've got it backwards.]
[Speaking of which, if Butler Li hadn't come in just now, it seems that Su Yu really didn't refuse President Ji's advances! Has he fallen in love with our President Ji?]
[Is this the calm before the storm...? I wish time could stop at this moment. I don't want to see the ending. I don't want a bad ending. Young lovers should be happy together!]
Su Yu pulled his hand back, feeling burned.
Ji Yanli frowned almost imperceptibly, still holding onto the man's wrist, and coldly said towards the door,
"Get out."
Butler Li nodded,
"Did you hear that, Young Master Su? Get out."
"I said get out."
Ji Yanli's tone was indifferent.
Butler Li's expression stiffened for a moment, then he turned to look at his young master, pointing at himself,
"Young Master, are you talking about...me?"
The lack of a reply was tantamount to admitting it.
As if struck by lightning, Butler Li, his old bones swaying precariously at the door, his eyes filled with sorrow, like a pitiful father abandoned by his child.
His lips trembled slightly, opening and closing, but his eyes were filled with pain,
"Young Master, remember to come out for breakfast."
Leaving these words, he closed the door and left desolately.
Having witnessed this spectacle, Su Yu remained silent for a moment, then turned to Ji Yanli and gestured with his chin, "
Actually, your real father is Butler Li, isn't he? You treat me like a thief.
Do you think I can eat you or what?"
Ji Yanli raised his eyes, his gaze falling on a swollen spot on Su Yu's face, and reached out to touch his lips.
Su Yu felt the rough skin of his thumb scrape against his swollen mouth, a slight stinging pain.
"Too small, you might not be able to eat it."
"?"
Su Yu slapped away his mischievous hand.
"If you say that again, I'll shove my fist in your mouth and see if you can swallow it."
He's really taking advantage of kindness and flattery.
He's getting more and more shameless.
How come he never noticed this side of Ji Yanli before?
Ji Yanli obediently shut his mouth, though it would have been better if his hand hadn't been gripping his mouth so tightly.
Su Yu didn't have time to waste with him; he had things to do.
"Alright, now that you're awake, let's consider this a clean break. I'll pretend yesterday's events never happened. From now on, we'll be like..."
He hesitated for a long time, struggling with his words.
"Just like ordinary friends. Don't call me 'wife' anymore; it's really creepy. Let's just leave it at that."
With that, he tried to get out of bed by pulling away from that hand, but a force from behind pulled him back.
"Are you trying to take advantage of me and then abandon me? What did I do wrong?"
The man's voice was low, as if he was about to cry.
Su Yu had a headache .
"You did very well, too well. I can't handle it."
Who could handle this?
He loved to play and loved his freedom, and Ji Yanli sometimes interfered too much.
"Wife..."
"Alright, hurry up and get ready, so that Old Man Li doesn't think I've done anything to you again."
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