A little annoyed.
Yin Chen smiled as he accepted the congratulations from Tang Chen and a few BZ team members.
He glanced around.
Good grief.
A champagne tower stacked wide and tall.
A barbecue grill sending up curling smoke.
Tang Chen enthusiastically inviting him to play games.
And then…
Zong Cheng, sitting on his lap, red-faced.
Yin Chen fell into thought.
What gave Zong Cheng the courage to propose like this?
Though…
It couldn’t just be a signal for cohabitation, right?
Hadn’t they been living together all along?
Unconsciously, Yin Chen fiddled with Zong Cheng’s tie, the word “ridiculous” flashing through his mind.
“Cough cough cough.”
Zong Cheng coughed desperately, meeting the teasing gazes around them, finally pulling Yin Chen back to reality.
He carefully reached out, cautiously.
Not daring to hug, just wrapping his arms around Yin Chen’s waist lightly.
“I… I have some other things… do you want to see them?”
He whispered.
Hmm?
Yin Chen had already calmed down and nodded.
He was very curious what Zong Cheng had prepared after collecting so much.
A flicker of joy appeared in Zong Cheng’s eyes.
He held Yin Chen’s hand and stood, a little nervous, guiding him upstairs.
Upstairs, the balcony opened to a vast outdoor pool, the blue water sparkling beautifully.
Blushing, Zong Cheng approached a room by the pool, whispering,
“I… I had some swimsuits bought… the kind you like.”
…Oh?
Yin Chen’s eyes shifted slightly.
He reached out to open the door, but Zong Cheng quickly stopped him.
Panting, he explained,
“Wait… wait until everyone leaves before putting them out.”
Step by step.
Yin Chen felt a little disappointed, but it was still quite a pleasant surprise.
In fact… this made him even more eager for what was coming.
Zong Cheng then led Yin Chen into the master bedroom upstairs and slowly opened a hidden door.
Yin Chen’s eyes twitched slightly.
Zong Cheng rubbed his nose.
He glanced at Yin Chen, then rubbed his nose again.
Yin Chen smiled but said nothing.
The waterbed… was exactly to his liking.
He thought for a moment and left a kiss at the corner of Zong Cheng’s mouth.
Was this a reward?
Zong Cheng subconsciously realized it, coughed a few times, and quietly closed the door.
He didn’t forget to lock it—what if the people invited to the villa saw? That wouldn’t do.
Zong Cheng then showed Yin Chen a specially designed walk-in closet.
It wasn’t very large; in the center of the circular closet was a wrapped column.
Yin Chen’s eyes narrowed suspiciously at Zong Cheng.
That column…?
Could it be what he thought?
Zong Cheng’s palm was sweating as he held Yin Chen’s hand.
He approached the column, unwrapped a little, revealing the steel pole inside.
Wow~
Yin Chen raised an eyebrow.
This surprise… was genuinely shocking!
Though…
How did Assistant Zhong collect this info?
Or was it A-Mao’s doing?
He felt that while the surprise was exciting… it was also… somewhat overwhelming.
“And one more thing…”
Zong Cheng suddenly let go of Yin Chen’s hand.
Nervously, he pulled a remote from his pocket.
Yin Chen slowly raised a question mark in his expression.
Could it be…?
That thing… electric?
For a moment, Yin Chen was speechless.
Had he not studied enough, or had Zong Cheng’s tech skills advanced too far?
Zong Cheng took a deep breath.
Slowly pressed the remote.
Suddenly, the room was filled with reflections of the two of them from every angle.
Yin Chen quietly exhaled a soft, “cao.”
Zong Cheng’s technical skills were way too advanced, right? Right?
“Zong Ge, you guys are in here? Come downstairs for the barbecue! Want to play games together—!”
The door was suddenly pushed open. Tang Chen burst in, words caught in his throat.
He looked at Zong Cheng.
Then at Yin Chen.
Then at the mirrors all around.
Cao!
Had he accidentally stumbled into some adult scene?
Tang Chen choked.
Zong Ge, if you’re going to play this big, don’t invite us to the villa!
And you said we’d play PUBG with CEO Yin?
Couldn’t you just play by yourselves?
Goodbye!
Tang Chen watched as his brother’s face turned redder and redder. He slammed the door shut.
“Sorry for bothering you! We’ll just play on our own, won’t disturb you two—consider us nonexistent! We’ll leave soon!”
Better leave now than later!
He didn’t want to risk Zong Ge taking his life!
Bang!
The room door slammed.
Zong Cheng froze in place.
Yin Chen adjusted his mood and slowly leaned closer.
Zong Cheng seemed half-turned to stone.
Yin Chen almost thought he saw the words “social death” written across his face.
Recalling the earlier scene, Yin Chen couldn’t help but burst into laughter.
“Hahaha, how did you even think of inviting them over?”
A proposal is one thing.
But for cohabitation… why invite Tang Chen and the others to play?
Gradually, Zong Cheng un-froze.
Slightly embarrassed, he reached out and wrapped his arms around Yin Chen’s waist.
He buried his face in Yin Chen’s shoulder and took a deep breath.
“I just… thought you liked gaming, and I’ve been too busy to play with you lately, so I wanted them to come over for PUBG with you.”
Yin Chen slowly stopped laughing.
He reached up to ruffle the rough hair at Zong Cheng’s head, voice gentle yet teasing.
“So… your idea of living together is just about this?”
Zong Cheng stiffened.
After a long moment, he finally croaked,
“Not just that…”
Yin Chen grabbed the hair at the back of his head, tilting him up.
Ouch.
Zong Cheng looked wronged, but obediently let his head tilt back.
Seeing him like this, Yin Chen’s smile deepened.
His fingers lightly scratched at Zong Cheng’s neck.
Gentle, like a cat’s touch, ticklish.
Yin Chen’s tone was teasing.
“Why didn’t you think that two people could also play PUBG together?”
Zong Cheng froze.
“Two people… how…”
His confusion slowly turned to a deep blush under Yin Chen’s suggestive gaze.
A strange heat rose within him, leaving him frustrated.
Yin Chen could always make him swoon with just a few words.
Suddenly, Yin Chen gently pushed him away.
“But… let’s wait until tonight.”
Saying that, he turned and went downstairs to join Tang Chen and the others in their live-action PUBG game.
Zong Cheng choked.
He silently looked at his own chest, regret slowly creeping in.
The word “ridiculous” filled his mind.
Why, on the very day of moving in together, did he invite Tang Chen and the others over???
Had he lost his mind?
Evening came.
Tang Chen and the others were leaving.
Zong Cheng, expressionless, arranged for Assistant Zhong to see them out.
Tang Chen was among the last to leave.
Just before leaving, he rushed over and stuffed something into Zong Cheng’s pocket.
He looked exasperated, speaking quickly.
“Zong Ge, a night together is worth a thousand gold! Seize the moment!”
Zong Cheng was about to respond, but Tang Chen had already dragged Zhang Taining away.
After they left, Zong Cheng felt in his pocket.
Seeing the familiar little umbrella, his expression darkened further.
It’s not like he hasn’t done that before!
Little brat!
Underestimating who?
Pfft.
Tang Chen, that brother, actually cares about his older brother, huh?
Yin Chen stood on the second-floor balcony, watching all of this, thinking.
But alas.
His brother had long been eaten by the big bad wolf.
Leaning against the railing, flipping through the photo album in his hands, Yin Chen’s expression brightened.
Zong Cheng quickly came upstairs.
His eyes immediately landed on Yin Chen leaning against the balcony, the photo album in hand.
How did Yin Chen find out about this?
Zong Cheng instinctively rushed over.
Standing in front of Yin Chen, he inexplicably felt shy.
Would Yin Chen like this?
Shy now?
When preparing the album, he wasn’t shy at all.
Yin Chen noticed how timid he’d become and found it both frustrating and amusing.
Clearly timid, yet still acting as if conducting some grand “reconnaissance.”
And now the album made him shy?
The album? It just contained Zong Cheng’s childhood photos, and a few obvious candid shots of Yin Chen.
So… why shy?
Truly, my boyfriend.
The more Yin Chen thought about it, the more amused he became.
The more he realized his boyfriend was the cutest in the world.
Really… made him want to…
Speaking of which.
Yin Chen beckoned Zong Cheng over.
Hmm?
Zong Cheng obediently came forward.
What now?
Yin Chen smiled slightly, leaning closer.
“Since we’re living together, when will your wardrobe be filled so I can take a look?”
He was genuinely curious.
What styles would Zong Cheng choose?
“Cough cough cough…”
Zong Cheng’s gaze darted, and he quickly said,
“Assistant Zhong should have already put it in place.”
Yin Chen: “?”
So that’s how Assistant Zhong was used?
As expected of him!
A little disappointing that Zong Cheng didn’t do it himself.
So he wouldn’t get to see Zong Cheng’s embarrassed expression while arranging it.
But! Since it’s already in place, he could see Zong Cheng wearing it soon enough.
However, his hands felt a little tired.
Yin Chen slowly stretched out his mischievous feet.
Precisely stepped on target.
Zong Cheng’s forehead vein twitched.
Yin Chen pinched again, smirking at him.
“Living with me, is this it?”
Another vein twitched.
Followed by Zong Cheng’s low growl and Yin Chen’s soft laughter.
Midnight.
The villa was silent.
The scent of roses drifted in from the garden, filling the room. The person on the bed turned toward the window, sleeping soundly.
Zong Cheng quietly got up and glanced over.
Tears still at the corner of Yin Chen’s eyes, he slept peacefully.
Knew it—today he’d been teased.
Still teased.
But…
He liked it when Yin Chen teased him.
And Yin Chen only teased him.
Well, occasionally… also “teased” it.
Zong Cheng sat on the bed, gazing at his scratched back, lost in thought.
After a while, he quietly opened the bedside cabinet.
He took out a silk box.
Carefully, he held Yin Chen’s hand.
A silver-white ring was placed on his finger, gently, gently.
A tender kiss fell on the finger.
And a muttered, extremely shy whisper:
“Since we agreed to live together, it’s basically… agreeing to marry, right?”
The “sleeping” Yin Chen almost woke up in shock!
But…
He snuggled closer into Zong Cheng’s arms.
Well, it could count as a proposal.
Right?