TLSOTMTKOGAYWHTDI Chapter 118

Chapter 118 Extra 3: Liu Jinchen and Yu Fengran 02

The ancient city of Lijiang was still shrouded in a thin mist in the early morning when Liu Jinchen was already standing at Yu Fengran’s door with breakfast in hand.

He looked down at his watch—6:30 AM, Yu Fengran probably wasn’t awake yet.

After hesitating again and again, he gently hung the breakfast on the doorknob and was about to leave when the door suddenly opened.

Yu Fengran stood sleepily in the doorway, his hair slightly sticking up, not even wearing his glasses, squinting at him:

“…What are you doing?”

Liu Jinchen stuttered instantly, “I, I brought you breakfast!”

Yu Fengran looked down at the soybean milk and fried dough sticks in his hand, then looked up at him, “What time did you get up?”

“Five o’clock!”

Liu Jinchen puffed out his chest proudly, “The line at this place is really long, I specially—”

Before he could finish speaking, Yu Fengran pulled him into the room, “Come in, it’s cold outside.”

The moment Liu Jinchen was pulled into the room, his brain short-circuited.

Yu Fengran’s room was tidier than he imagined, the curtains were half-drawn, and the morning light fell diagonally on the floor. The bed was slightly messy and still warm.

A faint scent of cedar floated in the air—Yu Fengran’s usual shower gel scent.

“Sit.”

Yu Fengran pointed to the sofa and turned to go to the bathroom to wash up.

Liu Jinchen froze on the spot, still holding the soybean milk and fried dough sticks in his hand, like a primary school student being punished by the teacher.

He stared at Yu Fengran’s back—the man was wearing loose cotton pajamas, the collar slightly open, revealing a section of his fair neck.

Damn it.

Liu Jinchen cursed in his heart, suddenly feeling that the breakfast bag in his hand was frighteningly hot.

“What are you standing there for?”

Yu Fengran poked his head out of the bathroom, his face still covered with water droplets, “Not eating breakfast?”

“Eat, eat!”

Liu Jinchen moved to the sofa with awkward steps, and bounced up as soon as his butt touched the cushion, “I, I’d better stand!”

Yu Fengran raised an eyebrow, “Are your hemorrhoids acting up?”

“No!”

Liu Jinchen’s ears were red, and his voice cracked, “I’m just… hot!”

Yu Fengran ignored him and unpacked the breakfast bag on his own.

Liu Jinchen secretly glanced at him—in the morning light, Yu Fengran’s eyelashes cast fragmented shadows under his eyes, and his Adam’s apple moved slightly as he swallowed.

When he lowered his head to drink soybean milk, the collar of his pajamas slid open a little, and his collarbone was faintly visible.

Liu Jinchen stood up abruptly.

“?” Yu Fengran looked up.

“I, I suddenly remembered!”

Liu Jinchen was incoherent, “Li Yang is looking for me! It’s urgent! Very urgent!”

With that, he opened the door and rushed out, almost knocking over a flower vase in the hallway.

Yu Fengran held a half-eaten fried dough stick, dumbfounded.

Liu Jinchen squatted at the entrance of the inn’s stairs, fumbling for his phone with trembling fingers.

[Green Dragon Gang One Short (3)]

Liu Jinchen: Brothers! I’m done for!

Li Yang:?

Qi Yanwang: Did you finally sleep with Yu Fengran?

Liu Jinchen: No! I just went into his room!

Li Yang: Awesome! And then?

Liu Jinchen: Then I ran away!!!

Qi Yanwang:…

Li Yang:…

Qi Yanwang: Liu Jinchen, are you even a man??

Liu Jinchen ruffled his hair frantically: I didn’t want to! But he was wearing pajamas! And he told me to sit on his bed! My heartbeat was so fast I was about to die!

Li Yang: LOL, the night club prince back then is so innocent now? What about your one-night stand skills?

Liu Jinchen: Get lost! That’s not the same!

Qi Yanwang: Seriously, he even let you in the house, and you actually ran?

Liu Jinchen buried his face in his palms: I don’t fucking know! I just… I just don’t dare to touch him…

Li Yang: Liu Jinchen, could it be that you can’t do it anymore?

Liu Jinchen suddenly looked up: Bullshit! I’m so hard it hurts right now!

Qi Yanwang:… Too much information.

In the room, Yu Fengran slowly finished his breakfast and sent a message to Zhuo Huaimo.

Yu Fengran: Has Liu Jinchen ever been in a relationship?

Zhuo Huaimo replied instantly:?

Yu Fengran: He looks like a virgin.

Zhuo Huaimo:… The number of people he’s slept with could form a soccer team.

Yu Fengran stared at the message, narrowing his eyes.

Ten minutes later, there was a knock on Liu Jinchen’s door.

He opened the door with a bird’s nest on his head and instantly petrified—Yu Fengran stood at the door with his arms crossed, already changed into a shirt and trousers, his gaze behind his gold-rimmed glasses as sharp as a knife.

“Explain.”

Yu Fengran shoved the phone screen in front of him, showing a screenshot of the chat log that Qi Yanwang had just sent—

[Liu Jinchen: I’m so hard it hurts right now]

Liu Jinchen’s eyes went dark.

“I…”

He opened his mouth, suddenly deciding to throw caution to the wind, “Yes! I’m hard! So what! The person I like is wearing pajamas and walking around in front of me, can’t I have a reaction?!”

Yu Fengran was stunned.

Liu Jinchen regretted it as soon as he said it, drooping his head like a scolded dog: “I’m sorry, I’ll go turn myself in…”

“Turn yourself in for what?”

“Sexual harassment…”

Yu Fengran suddenly laughed.

He took a step forward, hooked his fingers on Liu Jinchen’s collar, and pulled him in front of him, “Liu Jinchen.”

“Ah?”

“Those one-night stand skills of yours,”

Yu Fengran whispered in his ear, “Save them for later.”

Liu Jinchen’s pupils shook.

By the time he came back to his senses, Yu Fengran was already walking away, his back looking as carefree as if he had just completed a perfect murder.

[Green Dragon Gang One Short (3)]

Liu Jinchen: Brothers!!!

Liu Jinchen: He seduced me!!!

Qi Yanwang:?

Li Yang:???

Liu Jinchen: He even told me to save my skills for later!!!

Qi Yanwang:…

Li Yang:…

Qi Yanwang: Liu Jinchen, you’re really an idiot.

Li Yang: And you didn’t jump on him?

Liu Jinchen hugged his phone and squatted on the ground, laughing like a two-hundred-pound child.

Zhuo Huaimo “accidentally” gave Yu Fengran’s room card to Liu Jinchen, which resulted in Liu Jinchen walking straight into the room when he delivered supper at night and seeing Yu Fengran right after he had taken a shower, almost spilling the soup on himself;

Qi Yanwang “unintentionally” revealed that Yu Fengran was afraid of the cold, and the next day Liu Jinchen rushed into Yu Fengran’s room with a thickened quilt and insisted on putting it on him;

The most outrageous thing was that Zhuo Huaimo deliberately asked at the dinner table: “Fengran, is it true that you said you like people who can cook?”

Before Yu Fengran could answer, Liu Jinchen stood up abruptly: “I! I can! I signed up for a class!”

Everyone burst into laughter.

Yu Fengran rubbed his forehead, his ears red: “…Shut up, eat.”

—

On the last night, the four of them sat in the inn’s courtyard drinking.

Liu Jinchen drank a little too much and became bolder, staring straight at Yu Fengran: “Lao Yu, I…”

Qi Yanwang suddenly pulled up Zhuo Huaimo: “Oh, I suddenly remembered, we have a video conference!”

Zhuo Huaimo cooperated and got up: “Yes, yes, yes, very urgent!”

The two of them slipped away quickly, leaving only Yu Fengran and Liu Jinchen facing each other.

Under the moonlight, Liu Jinchen took a deep breath and suddenly knelt on one knee (actually, he tripped over a chair), grabbing Yu Fengran’s hand: “I, I li…”

Yu Fengran looked at his flushed face and suddenly laughed, “I know.”

“Ah?”

“I said,”

Yu Fengran leaned over and whispered in his ear, “Your pursuit plan is approved.”

Liu Jinchen was stunned for three seconds, then suddenly jumped up and hugged Yu Fengran, “Really?!”

Yu Fengran was squeezed so hard that he couldn’t breathe, but he couldn’t help but laugh: “…Idiot.”

Liu Jinchen’s arms tightly clasped around Yu Fengran’s waist, his nose rubbed against his neck, his voice muffled: “Say it again?”

“Not saying it.”

Yu Fengran pushed him, “You’re strangling me.”

“No way!”

Liu Jinchen hugged him even tighter like a rogue, “You clearly said you approved it just now!”

Yu Fengran was tickled by him and tilted his head to avoid it: “Approved you to continue pursuing me, didn’t say I agreed.”

Liu Jinchen suddenly looked up, his eyes wet: “Then when do I have to pursue you until?”

The moonlight fell on Yu Fengran’s eyelashes, casting a small shadow.

He deliberately pondered: “See how you perform.”

“I’ll perform right now!”

Liu Jinchen eagerly leaned closer, but slammed on the brakes just as he was about to touch Yu Fengran’s lips, “…Can I kiss you?”

Yu Fengran raised an eyebrow: “A one-night stand expert is asking this?”

“That’s different!”

Liu Jinchen’s ears were red, “With you… I have to apply.”

Yu Fengran chuckled, reached out and grabbed his collar: “Approved.”

This kiss was so awkward it was ridiculous.

Liu Jinchen’s hands hung in the air, not daring to touch and not wanting to retreat, his eyelashes fluttering like frightened butterflies.

Instead, Yu Fengran became impatient and bit his lower lip, “Focus.”

“I, I don’t know how…”

Liu Jinchen stammered, “It was always others who took the initiative before…”

Yu Fengran narrowed his eyes: “So now you want me to teach you?”

“Can you?”

The answer he got was another kiss.

Liu Jinchen’s palms carefully touched Yu Fengran’s lower back, but he retracted them as if electrocuted when he touched the hem of his pajamas: “Sorry!”

Yu Fengran sighed, “Liu Jinchen.”

“Yes!”

“Your previous lovers,”

Yu Fengran pinched his burning earlobe, “Did they all think you were too stupid?”

Liu Jinchen looked aggrieved: “I’m just afraid you’ll regret it…”

Yu Fengran didn’t say anything, just raised his head and kissed him. The night breeze blew, taking away the last bit of distance.

In the distance, Qi Yanwang and Zhuo Huaimo hid behind a pillar, peeking.

“Won.”

Qi Yanwang triumphantly took out his phone, “Send a message to Li Yang, tell him Lao Liu is finally single, let him prepare the red envelope.”

Zhuo Huaimo leaned on his shoulder with a smile: “When do you think Fengran fell for him?”

Qi Yanwang thought for a while: “Probably from… when he found out someone was willing to learn to make him a bowl of soup that wasn’t too salty or too bland.”

The moonlight shone on the embracing couple, and the night wind in Lijiang gently blew, carrying a faint floral fragrance.

Qi Yanwang was taking pictures enthusiastically when Zhuo Huaimo suddenly pulled him by the tie into the corner.

“Have you seen enough?”

Zhuo Huaimo pinned him against the wall, his knee dangerously pressing between his legs.

Qi Yanwang smiled roguishly and raised his phone: “I’m taking another picture to use as my wallpaper…”

Before he could finish speaking, his Adam’s apple was bitten.

Zhuo Huaimo’s canines gently rubbed against the raised area: “Does President Qi like watching other people get intimate so much?”

“Jealous?”

Qi Yanwang grabbed his waist with his backhand, his palm sliding under the hem of his shirt, “Then let’s also…”

“Shh—”

Zhuo Huaimo suddenly covered his mouth, his eyes glancing at the two still kissing not far away, “Do you want Lao Liu to find out?”

Qi Yanwang mischievously licked his palm, and took advantage of him retracting his hand to suddenly switch positions, pressing him against the carved wooden window: “What if he finds out?”

The moonlight shone through the window lattice, casting mottled shadows on the overlapping figures of the two.

Liu Jinchen’s faint exclamations could be heard in the distance: “Fengran, we… um…”

Zhuo Huaimo pushed Qi Yanwang away, panting: “Lao Liu won’t lose the battle tonight because he’s too nervous, will he?”

Qi Yanwang held his collar in his mouth, smiling like a cat that had stolen fish,

“I don’t know about him, but I definitely won’t!”