“Hey, wait a minute…”
After opening it, Chu Tingyun realized he might have been a bit silly.
This thing is made of plastic and has a lot of elasticity, so it can fit a wide range of sizes. After all, it’s not Cinderella’s glass slipper; you can’t just try it on and know it’s the real deal.
Thinking this way, Chu Tingyun suddenly lost interest and was about to throw it away when he turned and met Yan Xun’s gaze.
Yan Xun was standing at the bathroom door, and he didn’t know how long he had been watching. His expression was indifferent, but his eyes were quite complicated.
Chu Tingyun immediately froze: “…….”
The room fell silent, except for some subtle and ambiguous buzzing sounds.
Buzz~
Buzz buzz~
Yan Xun heard it very clearly and was quite familiar with the sound. After carefully distinguishing it, he realized the sound was coming from Chu Tingyun, who was squatting by the window.
There was a large bed between them, so Yan Xun could only see Chu Tingyun from the shoulders up and couldn’t see below.
But the buzzing sound was definitely coming from there.
“……”
In an instant, Yan Xun, who had been married for four years and eight months, immediately thought of some completely inappropriate things.
This was because Chu Tingyun had a history of such antics and had done similar things before.
Not long ago, when Yan Xun had just started his graduate studies, he had arranged to have dinner with several senior classmates. Just as they were halfway through the meal, Chu Tingyun called, asking him to come home.
“I’m not finished eating; I might have to wait a bit.”
Yan Xun couldn’t just leave.
Chu Tingyun didn’t say anything else and hung up. A few minutes later, he called back.
This time it was a video call.
The background was the bedroom at home, but Chu Tingyun didn’t show his face.
He asked Yan Xun, “Are you wearing headphones?”
Yan Xun vaguely sensed that this man was up to no good again.
“What are you planning to do?”
The other party didn’t answer, but Yan Xun quickly realized what he was getting at.
A hand appeared on the screen, taking out colorful little balls from a drawer and then massaging them with oil. After that, the hand pulled the balls out of the frame.
From the headphones came the man’s soft, subtle hums, suggestive vibrations, and other indescribable sounds. The video only showed a foot, rubbing restlessly against the bedding.
Yan Xun: “…….”
Great.
Looks like dinner is off the table.
“Sorry, there’s something urgent at home.”
After a hurried farewell, Yan Xun drove straight back. It turned out Chu Tingyun was just teasing him and wasn’t really playing by himself.
In fact, the man even pretended to be surprised and asked him, “Oh my, Xun Xun, weren’t you going to eat? Why are you back so soon?”
“…”
Yan Xun stared at him for a few seconds and then couldn’t help but chuckle in frustration.
“Chu Tingyun, is this amusing to you?”
That night, Chu Tingyun faced his consequences; his little husband not only pinned him down on the bed and spanked him several times, but also playfully teased him with the little balls one by one. Just a few days had passed since that incident, so when Yan Xun heard the familiar sounds again, it was easy for his mind to wander.
“Is it fun?”
“…….”
Chu Tingyun thought Yan Xun was talking about the little umbrella, and his heart skipped a beat.
Uh-oh, he’s been found out.
…What to do?
What to do?!
If it were the thirty-three-year-old Chu, he wouldn’t feel shy at all; he’d probably show off the item to his little husband and joke, “Xun Xun, look, I’ve unwrapped it! Don’t waste it, or should I put it on you myself?”
But the eighteen-year-old Chu was still a virgin who had never experienced any intimacy. Even a quick kiss with his husband made him feel shy, and it could leave him exhilarated for a while.
So, at that moment, he quickly hid the item behind his back, trying hard to act as if nothing had happened.
“Yan Xun gege… um, are you done washing? Cough… that was quick?”
“?”
Yan Xun was a bit surprised.
It was the first time he had seen Chu Tingyun looking so awkward and shy. The way he tried to hide the item gave off an inexplicable sense of youthful innocence.
Chu Tingyun’s acting was good, but it didn’t last long. He could manage to pretend to be a mature and gentle gentleman, but he couldn’t pull off this kind of situation.
Just as Yan Xun was pondering, he suddenly heard the buzzing sound moving and rolling across the floor.
It rolled past Chu Tingyun and finally bumped against Yan Xun’s feet.
“Meow!”
Their cat excitedly rushed out from under the bed, pushing the little ball around happily.
Yan Xun: “………”
So it was the Baobao playing, not…
In that moment, he felt like the most perverted person in the world.
However, the way the cat was rolling the object around made it look messy. Yan Xun treated the kitten like a child, and with this change, he suddenly felt an awkward tingling sensation on the back of his neck.
While the Baobao was having fun, Yan Xun ruthlessly took away the vibrating, flashing little toy.
“Meow?”
Yan Xun skillfully pressed the switch to turn it off, then put it in a small bag before tossing it into the trash. After all, it was something meant for the human body; since it had rolled on the floor and gotten dirty, it was no longer usable.
“Why are you throwing it away?”
Chu Tingyun didn’t understand.
“Isn’t it a toy for the kitten?”
“……”
At that moment, Chu Tingyun’s eyes were so innocent that he genuinely believed it was a toy for the cat.
Yan Xun found Chu Tingyun adorable but couldn’t explain it in detail, so he said, “This toy isn’t good; we’ll buy a new one later.”
As he spoke, he picked up the kitten and took it back to its little room.
This action somewhat conveyed the meaning of “quickly go back to your children’s room and sleep.”
After settling the kitten, Yan Xun carefully washed his hands before returning. At this point, Chu Tingyun had already gone into the bathroom to take a shower.
Huff—
Yan Xun inexplicably let out a sigh of relief.
He didn’t play with his phone but found a Russian book to read, calming himself.
Twenty minutes later, the bathroom door was quietly pulled open.
Through the slight gap, Chu Tingyun peeked at Yan Xun, who was sitting on the bed reading.
The room was very quiet, with only the faint sound of pages turning. The soft bedside lamp illuminated the young man’s profile, making his features appear exceptionally calm and gentle.
Every button on Yan Xun’s pajamas was neatly fastened, giving him an air of coldness and restraint.
Tsk…
I really have good taste.
Chu Tingyun couldn’t help but think this.
His hand pressed against his chest, feeling his slightly quickened heartbeat. Although he had never imagined that he would end up liking men and even marrying one, he had gradually started to accept this fact after finding the marriage certificate, the household registration book, and countless beautiful and happy photos.
Or rather, he had come to understand his future self even earlier, when the other person had kissed him while holding his neck.
Of course it’s me! My taste is excellent!
Not only did I choose well, but life is also going well!
The more Chu Tingyun thought about it, the more satisfied he became.
At the same time, Yan Xun noticed a burning gaze, but as soon as he turned his head, the bathroom door opened.
Chu Tingyun pretended to be calm and walked out confidently. Then he lifted the covers and lay down next to Yan Xun.
The two of them lay on opposite sides, about fifteen centimeters apart.
This scene was a complete replica of when Yan Xun had amnesia and they slept together for the first time!
“……”
Yan Xun was silent for a few seconds before starting the conversation.
“Do you want to know about the Jiang family?”
“Of course!”
Chu Tingyun immediately became interested, as the news he found online wasn’t complete and felt somewhat unreal.
He quickly scooted over and leaned against Yan Xun.
“Yan Xun gege, tell me about it.”
Chu Tingyun’s hair was softer and less coarse than Yan Xun’s. Every time he came over after washing his hair, Yan Xun felt like he was being cuddled by a fluffy little animal.
“Mm.”
Yan Xun began to explain, detailing the process of the Chen family’s bankruptcy and liquidation, the fates of several key people, and Jiang Shenghai’s current situation.
Chu Tingyun listened with great interest, especially imagining the moment when Jiang Yuheng and Chen Wanquing heard the final verdict in court and went completely mad. And the expression on Jiang Shenghai’s face when he was cuckolded—oh, just thinking about it made him incredibly happy.
It was a pity he had lost his memory; if he had seen it with his own eyes, how thrilling it would have been!
At that moment, Yan Xun suddenly thought of something. He took a tablet from the bedside table, pulled up a video, and handed it to Chu Tingyun.
“Take a look.”
“What is this?”
“The surveillance footage from the Jiang family’s living room.”
Last year during the New Year, he had heard Jiang Jingzhu say that Jiang Shenghai spent the New Year’s Eve alone at home, looking pitifully lonely. Chu Tingyun regretted not having set up a camera to capture it.
So, before the Mid-Autumn Festival this year, he quickly arranged for someone to install one. After all, Chu Tingyun’s initiative was always impressive. Just a couple of days ago, after the Mid-Autumn Festival, he had dragged Yan Xun to watch the live stream that evening. He even saved it as a digital keepsake to revisit often.
However, the amnesiac Chu Tingyun had never seen it, so when he clicked on the video, the first image stunned him.
In Chu Tingyun’s memory, Jiang Shenghai was still the spirited CEO of the Jiang Group, in his forties, cold and authoritarian, decisive and efficient. He held great authority both at home and in the company.
Yet, in the video, the old man had gray hair, sitting alone at the dining table. His back wasn’t hunched to an exaggerated degree, but the slight curve showed that he had lost all the pride he once had in his youth.
On the festive night of the Mid-Autumn Festival, he sat alone in the large dining room, facing a table full of dishes in silence.
If it weren’t for the time in the upper right corner of the surveillance footage ticking away, Chu Tingyun would have thought the video had been paused.
After a long while, Jiang Shenghai finally moved.
He reached for a bottle of Maotai nearby and poured himself a glass of liquor.
Chu Tingyun knew that Jiang Shenghai had no other hobbies besides work; he loved alcohol, especially Maotai.
Chu Tingyun probably had a good alcohol tolerance due to the genes from both parents, though he never admitted it had anything to do with Jiang Shenghai.
In the video, Jiang Shenghai hadn’t even taken a sip yet when he suddenly leaned down to sniff the drink. Seeming to sense something off, he took a sip, and his expression changed drastically; he was furious.
He slammed the glass down onto the table, causing some of the liquid to splash onto him. This only made Jiang Shenghai angrier, his face reddening as he banged the table.
“Zhang Ma? Zhang Ma?!”
“Eh! Eh!”
The housekeeper rushed over.
“What is it, Mr. Jiang?”
“What’s wrong with this wine?!”
“Ah…?”
The housekeeper checked and said with a bitter expression, “No one has touched your wine…”
As she spoke, she seemed to recall something and hesitantly added in a low voice, “A couple of days ago, Mr. Chu suddenly came back, so it’s possible that…”
Though she didn’t finish her sentence, both of them understood what was left unsaid.
“But your health isn’t fully recovered yet, the doctor said you shouldn’t drink alcohol, otherwise…”
Jiang Shenghai: “……..”
So that little rascal, Chu Tingyun, had swapped his drink with water again?!
Not only that, but he had replaced the original Maotai with something else entirely.
Jiang Shenghai took another sip, and whatever he drank made his face turn completely green.
“Hahahahaha!!!”
Chu Tingyun laughed without restraint, even collapsing onto Yan Xun’s lap.
“Hey, Yan Xun gege, this was my doing, right? It must be! I watered it down for him?”
Chu Tingyun was probably the only one so eager to admit to his mischief.
Yan Xun nodded, “Yeah, and you also added the medicinal liquor with bitter sap.”
“Hahaha!”
Chu Tingyun rolled around on Yan Xun’s lap, still laughing, when he suddenly remembered something and asked, “Why the medicinal liquor with bitter sap? Does it have any special effects?”
Yan Xun: “…….”
As expected, Chu Tingyun really knew himself too well.
Yan Xun’s tone was a bit complex:
“Because you said bitter sap kills spe-rm.”
“!”
This made Chu Tingyun laugh so hard he couldn’t make a sound. He buried his face in Yan Xun’s lap, his body shaking violently, almost unable to breathe.
Yan Xun tightened up, suddenly inhaling sharply, then turned Chu Tingyun over to prevent him from suffocating.
The rolling around made Chu Tingyun’s hair a mess, his face flushed, and tears of laughter dampened his eyelashes.
Holding the tablet, he finally felt like he could breathe again.
“I knew it… Old man, you just wait until I grow up a few years…”
Growing up is great; the future is bright.
“Mm.”
Yan Xun listened while looking down at him, gently pushing back Chu Tingyun’s tousled hair and wiping away the little bit of moisture at the corner of his eye with his thumb.
This action made Chu Tingyun pause. He lay back, staring at Yan Xun for a few seconds, looking a bit shy. Suddenly, he turned over and nestled back into Yan Xun’s embrace, hiding his face.
“Thank goodness Jiang Shenghai caught me at the airport back then. If I had really managed to escape to Sochi, I wouldn’t have been able to see such a wonderful scene in the future.”
Yan Xun was taken aback. “… Caught back?”
“Yeah, I wanted to go back to Sochi, but Jiang Shenghai brought two bodyguards to drag me back. Hmph, I should’ve thought of it then; from now on, I’ll hire bodyguards for everything! Hire eight!”
Chu Tingyun’s words were emphatic.
Having been dragged back by eight bodyguards himself, Yan Xun thought, “…”
He finally understood where Chu Tingyun had learned all those outrageous tactics.
Raising a child like this, Jiang Shenghai must be something else.
After a while, Chu Tingyun felt much better.
He watched that video repeatedly until Yan Xun took the tablet away, insisting he needed to sleep now.
But Chu Tingyun was too excited to feel sleepy; he started to bother Yan Xun, sniffing around and poking at him until he reached for Yan Xun’s backside.
Before he could touch it, his wrist was grabbed.
“What are you doing?”
“…”
To be honest, Chu Tingyun flinched at being caught, but then he remembered that he and Yan Xun had been married for over four years—wasn’t it okay to touch a little?
Thinking this, he perked up again.
“Yan Xun gege, you said something about taking by force before—were you lying to me?”
“…”
It was too late now; Yan Xun didn’t want to spend the whole night explaining everything from the beginning. Besides, at this age, Chu Tingyun might not believe or understand anyway. He thought he’d explain it tomorrow or gradually over the next few days.
So Yan Xun pulled him tightly into his arms, his voice cool. “Sleep.”
Chu Tingyun had always been rebellious; the more others told him not to do something, the more he wanted to.
After lying quietly for almost half an hour, when Yan Xun had nearly completely relaxed, Chu Tingyun suddenly flipped over and straddled him.
“Mm…”
He pinned Yan Xun down and kissed him directly.
Chu Tingyun had always thought kissing was just an exchange of saliva and rather gross, but once he kissed Yan Xun, he realized how enjoyable it was. No wonder so many people in love wanted to kiss.
After their first attempt, Chu Tingyun’s progress was rapid. Their breaths grew more frantic, the intimate sounds of their kisses and the splashing water resonated deep within their minds through close contact.
But that wasn’t enough.
Chu Tingyun, driven by a strong sense of revenge, went on to grip the young man’s neck as he kissed him.
Just as Yan Xun had finally started to feel drowsy, it all evaporated in an instant. With his fragile throat held in a grip, his instincts kicked in, urging him to fight back, but he ultimately held himself in check.
The lack of oxygen heightened his sensitivity, and just a few seconds of kissing made his blood rush through his body.
Very good.
Tonight’s cold shower was in vain.
However, Yan Xun didn’t immediately reclaim control. He wanted to see what other tricks Chu Tingyun had up his sleeve.
Unbeknownst to him, Chu Tingyun had narrowly escaped a crisis. But it wasn’t long before he released his grip, finding that choking wasn’t as interesting as exploring other areas.
Just past the Mid-Autumn Festival, the night was still bright, allowing Chu Tingyun to clearly see Yan Xun’s pajama top, which had been pulled askew, revealing one shoulder. The lines of his neck, accentuated by the tightness of his muscles, looked particularly beautiful, marked with faint red fingerprints.
There was something inexplicably enticing about it, as if he were a tempting prize.
Just moments ago, Yan Xun had been assertive, yet now he appeared dazed and unable to resist, a façade of strength hiding his vulnerability—just bluster, really!
Chu Tingyun’s heart raced with excitement, convinced he was the dominant one in this moment.
“Baby…”
Now he wan’t even calling Yan Xun “gege” anymore; instead, he tried something he had never said before—
“Wife~”
Yan Xun: “………”
He gazed deeply at Chu Tingyun.
At that moment, Chu Tingyun didn’t understand the full meaning behind that look. He only felt that Yan Xun’s eyes were glistening and fixed intently on him, suggesting some kind of flirtatious ambiguity.
In truth, Yan Xun was indeed hinting at something, but it was a bit different from what Chu Tingyun had in mind.
It could be roughly translated as—
Nice call, but you’re done for.
At this point, both of their bodies were responding without any pretense. Chu Tingyun feigned confidence and pulled out a small square package from the drawer.
Yan Xun watched as Chu Tingyun bit open the packaging and effortlessly applied it to himself.
Yan Xun: “………”
He thought to himself how bold this person was tonight, even calling him “wife.” It turned out that Chu Tingyun actually saw himself as the dominant one.
Ha, how confident!
This was already the umpteenth time Yan Xun found himself amused in frustration.
However, it was Chu Tingyun’s first time dealing with this, and without the lights on in the room, he felt quite uncomfortable but couldn’t quite pinpoint what was wrong. Just then, Yan Xun suddenly burst out laughing.
“Детка……”
The other party called him baby in Russian, and said to him with a soft smile:
“You put it on the wrong way.”
Chu Tingyun froze in place: “…….”
His blue eyes flickered nervously as he quickly came up with an excuse.
“It’s too dark, I… I didn’t see clearly.”
With that, he turned on the bedside lamp, planning to start over. But just then, Yan Xun had already opened a new package. “Here, let me show you.”
Yan Xun taught him how to tell the front from the back and step by step how to use it. Finally, Chu Tingyun felt ready, though he wasn’t concerned about the finer details. He just watched intently.
From his elevated position, Chu Tingyun felt his excitement surge, his temples pulsing with anticipation.
At that moment, he was convinced he was the dominant one. But the next second, he heard Yan Xun say—
“Since we’re already here, let me teach you something else.”
Something else?
What did that mean?
Chu Tingyun was taken aback.
In the next instant, Yan Xun flipped over and easily reclaimed control. He pulled off Chu Tingyun’s pajama top, not completely, but skillfully used the sleeves to bind his hands behind his back.
Yan Xun then took out a bottle from the drawer, twisted it open, and poured some liquid. The cold oil landed on Chu Tingyun’s lower back, causing him to shiver uncontrollably.
“Wait… wait!”
He vaguely realized that the essential oil he had smelled earlier was meant for the body. But that wasn’t the main focus of Yan Xun’s lesson; there were also some toys involved. No, those weren’t just toys—they were…
“Yan Xun, Yan Xun gege, I… I was wrong.”
Chu Tingyun immediately tried to escape, but it was futile.
He could still kneel properly at first, but soon he lost his balance, kicking helplessly while crying, unable to get away. He soon discovered that calling him “brother” only made Yan Xun more merciless, but staying silent didn’t seem like an option either.
Ultimately, as his mind felt like mush, Chu Tingyun gradually realized that perhaps Yan Xun hadn’t been lying to him after all.
—Forceful conquest was indeed real!
