After Being Reborn, I Became Explosively Popular Across the Entire Internet CHAPTER 110
Chapter 110: Baby
An Qingyan’s grandparents and aunt’s family stayed at the An family for two days, and he stayed home for two days as well. His family persuaded him to move back home, but he politely refused.
An Fu and An Mu didn’t understand why he insisted on staying at Gu Fei’s house. Perhaps it was because he was used to living there and felt more comfortable. They could only comfort themselves; he would move back after his hand healed. It wasn’t a matter of a month or two.
As the sun set in the west, night fell.
Gu Fei personally came to pick up An Qingyan. When he saw him, he noticed the young man’s fair face was flushed, his eyes slightly hazy, as if he had been drinking.
He asked An Jing, who was with him, “Did he drink alcohol?”
“He only drank a little fruit wine. Who knew he had such a low tolerance? And he gets flushed easily.” An Jing helped An Qingyan into the car and patted Gu Fei’s shoulder, saying, “Take good care of him.”
Gu Fei didn’t speak, but he looked at An Jing strangely, his gaze making An Jing feel uneasy. He raised his eyebrows, “What? What’s with that look?”
Gu Fei: “You approve of us being together.”
It was more of a statement than a question.
Indeed, even small changes couldn’t escape Gu Fei’s attention. As expected of Master Gu. An Jing sneered, “Wishful thinking.”
He raised his hand and lightly punched his friend’s shoulder, warning, “If you treat YanYan badly, no matter who you are, I won’t let you off.”
A rare smile appeared on Gu Fei’s cold face. He said reassuringly, “I’ll take him back first.” After a pause, he added calmly, “See you, brother-in-law.”
“I’ll give you a hammer! Get lost!”
Gu Fei uttered an “Oh,” “I’m so scared.”
An Jing: “…” He never thought he would see Gu Fei joking seriously with that aloof face. Love was indeed wonderful, subtly changing a person.
Speaking of which, he hadn’t been in love for a long time.
——
The driver drove, and Gu Fei and An Qingyan sat in the back.
A faint, pleasant smile played on the young man’s lips. His peach blossom eyes shone brightly against the night, glistening with moisture, and his face was flushed, making it seem like he was heavily intoxicated.
In reality, he was just slightly tipsy; alcohol made his face flush easily.
Gu Fei could tell he was very happy.
A faint fruity fragrance filled the car, emanating from An Qingyan. The man leaned closer, wanting to taste if his mouth also had the fragrance.
“No,” the young man seemed to have read his intentions. When he leaned in, the young man pushed him away, then pressed the partition, separating the driver in front.
He said, “Now you can.”
The young man’s voice was soft and lazy. After speaking, he pointed at his slightly raised corner of his lip, raising his chin, his beautiful eyes slightly narrowed, in a posture begging for a kiss.
Seeing his appearance, Gu Fei was momentarily stunned, only two words in his mind: adorable.
Perhaps An Qingyan himself didn’t know, but he was acting like a little fox, charming and alluring.
Gu Fei was usually restrained and self-controlled, but in front of An Qingyan, he couldn’t control the impulse in his heart.
He cupped the young man’s neck, embraced his slender waist, pulling him into his arms. His warm, dry lips covered the slightly parted, rosy, soft lips, unrestrainedly taking the sweetness from his mouth.
…
The car slowly drove into the underground garage of Gu Fei’s villa. Gu Fei told the driver to leave. The garage was large and quiet, and no one would suddenly barge in.
The dimly lit car was filled with an ambiguous and seductive atmosphere. The young man’s cheeks were even redder, his glossy lips swollen from kissing. Even in the dim light, he could see that the man was… well, quite aroused.
Gu Fei managed to maintain a calm exterior. He gently stroked the young man’s soft black hair, his voice hoarse, “YanYan, go back first.”
An Qingyan didn’t react. His cheeks were burning, and he whispered, “Then what about you… It’s not good to hold it in like that.” His voice grew fainter, almost inaudible.
“What? YanYan wants to help Fei ge?”
The man’s tone was teasing, but unexpectedly, after a moment’s hesitant lip-biting thought, the young man actually nodded, his blushing face exceptionally obedient. “I’ll help you.”
A flash of astonishment crossed Gu Fei’s eyes, followed by a relieved smile. He ruffled the young man’s hair again, murmuring, “YanYan is so good… I can handle it myself. Your hand will get tired.”
An Qingyan lowered his head. From Gu Fei’s perspective, he could see his slightly trembling eyelashes. “You don’t need your hands. Other parts work too.”
After saying this, he looked up at the man, his eyes glistening with moisture, exceptionally bright, his expression shy yet visibly nervous.
Like a ripe peach, exuding alluring fragrance, waiting to be picked.
Fueled by a bit of alcohol, he dared to say such words. He wholeheartedly loved and trusted the man before him, so he wanted to give himself to him.
In this moment.
Gu Fei’s Adam’s apple bobbed; he felt even more restless.
How could he not understand the meaning behind An Qingyan’s words? Who could bear to hear their beloved say such things? The blood in his body was boiling.
Desire, like a fierce beast, was trapped in the cage of his body, wildly crashing against the bars, teetering on the brink of collapse, ready to break free at any moment, unstoppable.
The man’s eyes were as deep and unfathomable as a dark pool, his thin lips pressed tightly together, as he struggled to restrain himself, his voice increasingly hoarse. He called out, “Baby, your arm isn’t healed yet. You can’t.”
An Qingyan: “But…”
Gu Fei: “Be good. Go home first.”
…
Butler Shen was adding cat food to Little Orange’s bowl when he heard hurried footsteps.
He turned to see An Qingyan entering, head bowed, his steps as swift as the wind. Before he could greet him, the young man went upstairs to his room and hurriedly closed the door.
?
Butler Shen and Little Orange exchanged glances.
Little Orange meowed and continued eating.
After closing the door, An Qingyan slowly slid down the door and sat on the floor. His legs felt weak, and he could feel his heart pounding, almost leaping out of his chest.
He had actually said those shameless words!
He must have been drunk and lost his mind!
His arm wasn’t healed yet, and he was thinking about such things.
He had been fearless when saying them, but afterward, he was so embarrassed he couldn’t face anyone. What would happen when Gu Fei returned? Wouldn’t it be awkward? What would he say?
He ruffled his hair in frustration.
Oh, no!
Maybe he should move back to the guest room, so he wouldn’t have to face Gu Fei.
Since the last time he came back, Gu Fei had said the guest room hadn’t been cleaned, so An Qingyan had been sleeping with him, and neither of them had mentioned moving back to the guest room.
When Gu Fei returned after finishing his business, an hour had passed. He didn’t see the young man in the room; the guest room was lit up, and he understood immediately.
The child was probably shy.
A soft smile appeared in the man’s eyes, a mixture of helplessness and indulgence. He had been replaying the young man’s soft words and shy demeanor in the car…
After standing at the door for a moment, Gu Fei turned and left. He didn’t want to disturb him. He wanted to give the other person some time to calm down. He knew the child wouldn’t want to see him right now.
The night stretched on endlessly.
An Qingyan preferred to be a shrinking turtle, hiding in his room, occasionally listening at the door for any sounds, but hearing nothing.
He slowly relaxed, thinking that Gu Fei wouldn’t come looking for him tonight. He lay in bed for a while and felt sleepy. Just as he was drifting off, he heard the sound of a doorknob turning, followed by deliberately soft footsteps.
It could only be Gu Fei.
An Qingyan’s mind instantly became clear, his heart leaping into his throat, but outwardly remaining calm, quietly closing his eyes, feigning sleep.
His acting was superb; even the observant Gu Fei didn’t notice.
Gu Fei looked at the sleeping young man, his movements even lighter. He gently lifted the blanket covering the young man, carefully bending down to lift him horizontally.
The person in his arms must have just showered; a faint scent of body wash still lingered—a milky fragrance, very pleasant. He even wanted to bury his face in the young man’s neck and take a deep breath.
A moment later, An Qingyan was back in the master bedroom, gently placed on the soft bed. The man lay down beside him, a warm touch on his forehead, light, and quickly withdrawn.
Even with his eyes closed, he knew it was Gu Fei’s kiss.
Just then, a very soft murmur reached his ears—a magnetic and gentle two words, “Baby… good night.”
Gu Fei said, then turned off the light.
The bedroom was plunged into darkness.
If he had turned off the light a little later, he would have seen the sleeping young man’s quietly reddening ears.
An Qingyan felt a tingling sensation throughout his body. The gentle and magnetic “Baby” echoed in his mind. Gu Fei had called him “Baby” while he was asleep.
It was the first time he’d heard that term of endearment.
“I love it.”
In the darkness, the young man’s lips curved into a faint smile.
Just then, the man turned over, facing An Qingyan.
The sound of fabric rubbing softly echoed. An Qingyan could clearly feel the man’s arm lightly resting on his waist. Then, the man buried his face in his neck.
An Qingyan: “?!”
The heavier breathing was exceptionally clear in the quiet night. The man’s hot breath, exhaled with each breath, fell on his neck, burning intensely.
