The driver picked up Li Jichuan and Su Pu about fifty meters from the last bar they’d visited.
Anyone unaware would think the Li Corporation was bankrupt—after all, the young master was stepping into a flashy nightlife spot, yet the bar cost less than 200 per person…
Su Pu and Li Jichuan slid into the back seat, the car gliding silently out of the street.
Outside the window, lights streamed past, painting Su Pu’s face in shifting shadows.
Li Jichuan looked down at him, finally unable to resist, brushing his hand across Su Pu’s cheek.
The cool touch woke Su Pu.
The little mute frowned.
“Uncomfortable?” Li Jichuan asked.
Su Pu processed the question slowly, frowning more deeply.
Where… was he?
Why could he smell the cedar scent lingering on Li Jichuan?
He opened his eyes. God, the person beside him really was Li Jichuan.
Or maybe… it was just a vision, a hallucination born from how much he missed him…
But whether dream or reality, it was Li Jichuan—
The person Su Pu loved most in the entire world.
At a red light, the car came to a stop.
Su Pu grinned foolishly, using both hands and legs to crawl toward Li Jichuan.
Husband—his husband, the one who took his bracelet…
Dizzy, he opened his eyes again and realized he was straddling Li Jichuan.
Their first time sitting this intimately, face to face.
Just then, the car moved again. The inertia made Su Pu cling instinctively around Li Jichuan’s neck.
Opposite him, Li Jichuan forgot even how to breathe.
“What… what are you doing?”
A voice squeezed out of his throat.
Su Pu, however, studied him like an unsolvable math problem, his gaze unwavering.
“Su Pu…”
Li Jichuan warned hoarsely again.
The driver was still watching…
But Su Pu seemed only more excited, lips curving in a happy smile.
His fingertips traced down Li Jichuan’s neck, sliding to his chest.
“Mm…”
Li Jichuan exhaled deeply.
The little mute was truly testing his patience.
“Stay awake…” he warned, without much effect.
The little mute ignored him, exploring freely.
How could Li Jichuan have such broad muscles?
Heh heh heh, finally caught a chance—he was going to enjoy it!
“Su Pu…”
Li Jichuan straightened, eyes flashing a warning.
Stop teasing me!
Su Pu met those slightly threatening eyes, softening his expression, a faint smile blooming.
Then, he reached up and removed Li Jichuan’s glasses, putting them on himself.
He wanted to see what magic these glasses held that could make him so dizzy.
But as he wore them, the world spun even more.
His temples throbbed, signaling discomfort.
Frowning, Su Pu tossed the glasses aside, adorable as ever.
Seeing this, Li Jichuan’s eyes softened with tenderness.
“Xiao Pu, are you upset because I stood you up?”
Li Jichuan tilted his head.
The car rattled over a speed bump; Su Pu’s face bumped forward, his lips brushing Li Jichuan’s nose.
“Hiss—”
Li Jichuan glanced at the driver through the rearview mirror; the man apologized, promising to be careful.
The next second, tires rolled over another bump.
Su Pu’s lips grazed Li Jichuan’s philtrum.
Li Jichuan felt his entire body ignite.
Looking at the little mute, still dazed…
So unfair!
He had climbed onto him, wrapped around his neck, pressed his lips to him…
Yet the one taking advantage was Su Pu.
Realizing the unfairness, Li Jichuan furrowed his brow.
“Su Pu, I’m asking again—are you upset today?”
He grabbed Su Pu’s hand, placing it on his chest, fingers interlocking.
“Pin once if yes, twice if no.”
“Su Pu, are you angry?”
After a long pause, Li Jichuan felt Su Pu squeeze his fingers—obviously, undeniably.
Though angered, Li Jichuan felt a strange happiness.
“Why upset? Because you care about our promise so much?”
Another pinch.
Just a pinch.
“Alright, I promise I won’t stand you up next time…”
Li Jichuan looked at him, silently making a vow.
If he’d known his broken promise caused Su Pu this much pain, he would have overcome anything to come.
Yet the drunk little mute seemed unusually honest…
And incredibly cute…
“Su Pu…”
Li Jichuan gently pinched his cheek, forming an “O” with his lips.
“Do you know how adorable you are?”
“Do you know you make me want to hide you, slip you into my pocket, or hold you in my hand?”
Li Jichuan blinked, watching the sleepy little mute.
Cheeks so soft… and the lips—soft too, perhaps?
“Su Pu, we’re hitting a speed bump…”
Li Jichuan said this, though the driver looked puzzled.
The road ahead was flat; where was the bump?
A clear smack resounded in the silent cabin.