Chapter 208: President Xiao Has A Body Again, Why Don’t We….
Yan HeQing tidied up the morials and went back to his bedchamber. It was late, and since Xiao YuAn couldn’t sleep without company, he had to hurry back.
When Yan HeQing returned to the bedchamber, he dismissed the Imperial Bodyguards who followed him back, and pushed open the doors. As soon as he stepped into the bedchamber, Yan HeQing noticed that sothing was different from usual.
Usually, no matter how late Yan HeQing ca back, Xiao YuAn would always wait for him with a candle lit. A few days ago, when Xiao YuAn was still seriously injured, he had to lie on the bed and wait for him. Once Yan HeQing was back, Xiao YuAn would call him ’Yan-ge’ with a smile.
But today, the bedchamber was dark. Even Tian Xiang, who served Xiao YuAn, wasn’t present.
Yan HeQing hesitated for a while, but still walked into the bedchamber with the help of the bright moonlight. In the corner of the bedchamber, there was incense burning with an unknown aning, and the white smoke curled up, dancing with the moonlight. When Yan HeQing finally approached the bed, he suddenly stopped.
On the bed, Xiao YuAn’s hands were bound by red silk. His whole body was curled up in a corner, tied to the bed, and his black silk-like hair was scattered all over. The clothes on his upper body were wide open, exposing his skin white as snow, looking quite tempting.
Xiao YuAn had been waiting for a long ti, so his hands and feet felt numb. Since Xiao YuAn had been waiting for so long, he was a little nervous to see Yan HeQing. After he swallowed dry, he stamred: “Yan, Yan-ge, are you back?”
Yan HeQing stared at him for a while, but then he walked to the wooden table and lit the candle. After that, he walked back to the bed and reached out to touch Xiao YuAn’s body.
The slightly cold fingertips made Xiao YuAn shrink a bit. Xiao YuAn thought that Yan HeQing was finally no longer angry at him, so he tilted his head, asking for a kiss.
However, who would’ve known that Yan HeQing would turn his head instead. As he rubbed his fingertips against Xiao YuAn’s abdominal wound, he asked: “Did you change the bandages today?”
Xiao YuAn hurriedly replied: “I’ve changed them.”
Yan HeQing hmm-ed lightly, untied the red silk on Xiao YuAn’s hands and body, tidied up his clothes, then stuffed him into the quilt.
Xiao YuAn was so anxious that he grabbed Yan HeQing’s wrist and pulled him towards himself: “Yan-ge, I really know that I did sothing wrong!”
Yan HeQing looked at Xiao YuAn with dark eyes as he said: “Xiao YuAn, I dreamt of you more than 200 tis. Almost every ti, you would cut your own throat and die in front of my eyes. For the past few days, I no longer dreamt of you killing yourself. Instead, I dreamt of you jumping off a cliff. I saw your body crushed in pieces, not a single bone left intact, and this ti, you no longer ca back to .”
Xiao YuAn had a lump in his throat and his eyes beca teary as he said: “Yan-ge…. I…. I….”
Xiao YuAn couldn’t explain himself and simply bowed his head, holding back the tears gathering in his eyes, thinking about what he should do.
Yan HeQing looked at him and suddenly rembered that when Xiao YuAn’s soul ca back, he threw him out of the bedchamber. That day the snow was falling heavily, and Xiao YuAn was dressed in thin underclothes. Probably because of the pain and cold, his eyes looked as red as today.
Yan HeQing suddenly felt distressed.
After sitting on the bed, Yan HeQing leaned Xiao YuAn against the bedpost and kissed him. He kissed the corners of Xiao YuAn’s eyes, and then kissed his lips devoutly.
After the kiss, Xiao YuAn pointed to the sky and the ground as he said one word at a ti: “I’ll make sure that you’ll dream of the ‘’ who is alive, and can do backflips.”
Yan HeQing hmm-ed in response. Just when he was about to let Xiao YuAn rest and recover from his injuries, Xiao YuAn suddenly grabbed his sleeve, smiled, and stamred: “Hus-husband, sin-since the mood seems right, wh-why don’t we…..”
Right before he could finish what he wanted to say, Xiao YuAn couldn’t say it in the end. As he touched his red cheeks, looked at the ceiling and the ground, he said: “Cough, I can’t say it, how shaful-…..”
However, before Xiao YuAn could finish his words, Yan HeQing suddenly pushed him down on the bed. Yan HeQing’s breathing was a little faster, his eyes fluttered, and his voice, although restrained, trembled slightly: “What did you call ?”
XYA is determined to seduce YHQ whatever it takes lmao (don’t complain afterwards 👀)
Ah but YHQ is worried about XYA’s injuries… Why is this ML so damn caring and cute? （｡>‿‿
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