The winter night breeze was chilly. It swept past his body, bringing with it a bone-chilling coldness.

The fragrance of flowers and grass intertwined intimately, and the pheromones melted together.

His body slowly heated up.

A voice came from the door of the main house.

"I killed that nurse, Duan Jiayan!

Apologize to me!

I'm not a — "Before he could finish his sentence, Zhou Xingchen suddenly saw the scene in the courtyard.

Lu Xingci turned his face to the side and pecked the Duan Jiayan's lips.

It was a very gentle and explicit kiss.

Zhou Xingchen froze in place. It was not until the Duan Jiayan withdrew from Lu Xingci's arms that the latter glanced at him with an unreadable expression that Zhou Xingchen realized that he had appeared at the wrong time.

He rushed into the room like a wisp of smoke. "I apologize!

I'm sorry!

Please continue! "

When the Duan Jiayan saw Zhou Xingchen rush out and then rush back in, his displeasure at being interrupted faded.

The Duan Jiayan laughed. "How did he grow up?"

"Family environment."

After Zhou Xingchen's interruption, Lu Xingci let go of the Duan Jiayan and helped him fix his loose collar. "He has a brother who's five years older than him. His parents are very close."

As he spoke, Lu Xingci casually gossiped. "His father seems to listen to his mother."

The Duan Jiayan asked curiously, "Are there really henpecked men in the upper class?"

"Is that strange?"

"What about you?"

Without waiting for him to speak, the Duan Jiayan answered his own question. "You're obviously a good wife. You definitely won't care about me."

Seeing that Lu Xingci was silent, the Duan Jiayan thought that he could not continue the conversation. He took advantage of the situation and sighed. "I'm so lucky."

"Say whatever you want to say." Lu Xingci said gently, "Anyway, you still have to let me sleep."

"…"

Lu Xingci reeked of alcohol, so he went back to his room to change.

The Duan Jiayan followed him.

This wasn't his first time in Lu Xingci's room.

The spacious room was bright and transparent, and the overall design was simple and white.

There was a set of extracurricular exam papers on the desk, as well as their weekend homework.

The Duan Jiayan sat on the bed like an old man. As he watched Lu Xingci take off his suit, he suddenly felt a little tempted.

"Lu Ge," the Duan Jiayan called out to him. "Come here and take it off."

Lu Xingci saw the malicious look on his face and walked around him good-naturedly.

True enough.

As soon as he walked over, the Duan Jiayan straightened up and leaned into him.

This guy had always been like this, doing things according to his own heart.

And probably because he had always been very tolerant, the Duan Jiayan didn't know how to write the word "propriety" in front of him.

The Duan Jiayan reached out and tugged at Lu Xingci's tie.

He used a little force to make Lu Xingci lower his body slightly.

Then, as if suddenly thinking of something, he asked with a smirk, "Let me help you take it off?"

Lu Xingci looked at him for a few seconds and smiled.

"You take it off."

The Duan Jiayan looked at the curve of his lips and felt dizzy. He really reached out his hand.

Lu Xingci's tie had not been taken off yet. The Duan Jiayan's fingers circled around his neck. Inadvertently, his fingertips touched the cool skin of his neck.

Lu Xingci moved, and fine strands of hair brushed against the back of the Duan Jiayan's hand.

The atmosphere was ambiguous.