Chapter One Hundred and Thirty-two: Do you want to become a flaw? (1/2)
When Xiao Yu awoke the next day, Yan Jin had already left the room.
Xiao Yu opened his eyes and stared at the ever-familiar ceiling for a second before proceeding to the first order of business. Raising his hand, he verified: indeed there were five fingers.
Ah, I’ve changed back to normal.
Xiao Yu dropped a hand over his eyes.
The folded clothes from last night were still sitting on the bedside table, but right now Xiao Yu was already wearing a set of new pajamas as well as a pair of underpants.
It didn’t take a genius to realize who had dressed him.
Covering his burning cheeks, Xiao Yu buried his whole body deeper into the blankets.
The surrounding sheets’ soft down released a faint fragrance, perhaps from the laundry detergent or Yan Jin’s personal scent.
Xiao Yu rolled around in the blankets from the suffocating embarrassment.
Aaah! What to do, what to do?! I’m not ready yet — how can I face Yan Jin looking like this?!
*Rolling around*
Aaah! What should I even say first?! Maybe I should introduce myself first?
*Rolling around*
Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhh!!
But while Xiao Yu was rolling around in indecision, he missed the slight knock on the door.
The door opened, and Yan Jin came in carrying a meal platter.
Yan Jin didn’t see anyone on the bed though. All he could see was a curled blanket that was rolling around.
“You’re awake?”
At this point, Xiao Yu had already rolled to the edge of the bed and upon hearing Yan Jin, shot up like a startled bird. And then…
Thud.
“Fishy?!”
Yan Jin watched helplessly as both the blanket and Xiao Yu tumbled from the bed. There was no time to even help.
“Fishy, are you alright?”
Woozily, Xiao Yu twisted his head free of the blankets. Before he could do anything else, he was swept into Yan Jin’s stout embrace.
Xiao Yu blanked out. What am I doing here? Where am I? Who am I? Am I alive??
Only when Xiao Yu’s entire face was buried in Yan Jin’s broad chest did Xiao Yu remember what had happened and how he had ended up in such a situation.
One thought occurred to Xiao Yu amidst all the mental turmoil.
That pleasant smell from earlier, it’s indeed from Yan Jin.
“Fishy?”
When there was no response forthcoming, Yan Jin started to feel somewhat anxious. Instinctively, he pushed Xiao Yu’s bangs aside to feel his forehead temperature.
“H-hey stop, stop, it’s – I’m fine.”
Xiao Yu was only startled out of his reverie when a lukewarm palm pressed against his forehead. However, it was already too late to avoid it. With his bangs parted, Xiao Yu’s teary eyes and blushing cheeks were clearly evident.
Yan Jin immediately understood Xiao Yu’s situation. He couldn’t help but laugh at Xiao Yu’s cute reaction, “It’s the first time we’re seeing each other like this. Are you nervous?”
“A-as if!” His rebuttal lacked any conviction, but Xiao Yu ploughed forward nonetheless. “Your blankets were too thick. I was dying from the heat, so I fell off the bed.”
“Sure, the blankets are too thick. Let’s go buy new ones tomorrow,” Yan Jin promptly played along, his deep voice resonating in Xiao Yu’s ears. “I’ll be fine with anything – pick your favorite.”
Xiao Yu’s tender earlobes suddenly suffused with blood. He looked so pitiful, yet so adorable.
Between the bed and the bedside table, the trapped Xiao Yu’s only way out was blocked by Yan Jin’s sturdy frame. In spite of the almost one hundred square meter bedroom and study, Yan Jin had somehow contrived a narrow space with not an inch of space for Xiao Yu to maneuver.
Even the surrounding air seemed to be dyed with ambiguity.
“H-hey, don’t stand so close.” Xiao Yu tried to nudge Yan Jin back to no avail.
Under the sunshine, the stark contrast between Yan Jin’s dark shirt and pale skin blinded Xiao Yu. That handsome ice-cold face that utterly infatuated all the females in SI’s design department was now tenderly gazing at him. There was no way Xiao Yu could look up and meet his eyes.
So, it wasn’t really fair to fault his hand for being unable to find the strength to push Yan Jin aside – it was just that his enemy was really too exceptional.
“What’s not good?”
“Y-you, this position, it’s too close…” They were close enough to kiss…
Xiao Yu wanted to retreat, but the table was already at his back. There was nowhere to go.