In truth, that night was not at all an appropriate time, but for some unknown reason, Xia Wennan and Ming Luchuan indulged in their pleasures even more so in the confines of the second floor bedroom. Xia Wennan kept his lips tightly clamped through it all, afraid of being exposed if he got too loud, and he made nothing but muffled noises. The bedroom was sufficiently warm—the wide expanse of Ming Luchuan’s back was exposed to the air, and his corded muscles were covered in a thin sheen of sweat, glistening under the lights. Xia Wennan’s mind drifted off for a split second. With his gaze fixed on the ceiling, he inwardly wondered where he was and why he would let this alpha toss him around so much—wasn’t he a university student? He still wanted to settle down with a sweet and lovely beta woman, start his own little family full of warmth, bring his grandfather over, and live a simple but happy life. Who could have predicted his present? A big family, a large house that appeared warm and impenetrable when, in reality, there were chaotic winds at every turn and chill seeping out of its cracks. Keenly sensing Xia Wennan’s absent-mindedness, Ming Luchuan indignantly tossed him around harder. Xia Wennan, greeted with pain, could only sink his short fingernails into Ming Luchuan’s skin, an act that was most likely futile. Ming Luchuan only tightened his embrace around Xia Wennan, causing his forehead and chest to perspire and completely dispel the last vestiges of chill in his bones.
The two lay motionless in bed after they climaxed. While Xia Wennan was still trembling from the aftershocks, Ming Luchuan asked him, dissatisfied, “What are you thinking about?” Xia Wennan wasn’t thinking about anything at first, but when he heard Ming Luchuan’s question, a person came to mind and he blurted out, “Lu Wenxing.” Ming Luchuan abruptly sat up, his face clouding over as he looked at Xia Wennan. “Do you want to die?!”
“Whoa!” Xia Wennan sighed with feeling, “Those are strong words—you must really hate the guy!” Ming Luchuan rolled over, climbed out of bed, put on his slippers, and went to the bathroom to take a shower. Xia Wennan followed him into the bathroom soon after. He nestled into Ming Luchuan’s side, squeezing in under shower and letting the hot water pour over his head. Ming Luchuan moved as if to slam into him; he didn’t use any actual force, but he saw Xia Wennan sway on his feet. He reached out to steady him and draw him into the circle of his arms, where they would shower together.