Yan Sui seriously looked at Meng Ting. He held Meng Ting's hand then let it go. He propped up on the bed once more, then turned over to push Meng Ting against the bed.
Meng Ting also slightly lowered his brilliant eyes. He reflected on his own behavior and actions and wondered whether there was something wrong with them.
No, it should be said that he hardly ever did something right; it was just that he had been long accustomed to it being said that he would always make mistakes. However, he and Yan Sui had not known each other for a long time, obviously he still had not made any mistakes.
"This is also not allowed, right?"
Yan Sui touched Meng Ting's cheek with his right hand then gently caressed him. He reached out for Meng Ting's chin with his two fingers and slightly lifted it up. Meng Ting also raised his eyes up. Both of them looked at each other again.
"Meng Ting, do you really understand what these words mean?"
Previously, Yan Sui really had faith in his self-control, but for how long would it last? His self-control became a joke in front of Meng Ting.
Meng Ting still had the rash temperament of a young man, so Yan Sui should not follow him like this. He had to be the one responsible for their lives.
Meng Ting did not hesitate the least bit and nodded, "If you'll hug me, then I'll hug you too." What else could this mean?
Yan Sui still calmly looked at Meng Ting for a long time, but now it was clear that he had been thinking too much. Meng Ting threw himself in his arms only to hug him and nothing else.
He immediately sat up then pulled Meng Ting to help him get up. He ruffled Meng Ting's hair as he said, "Get healthy soon, if you want a hug then let's hug."
Yan Sui paused for moment before adding, "This is the patient's privilege."
Meng Ting hesitated for a bit then he nodded afterwards. He was obviously not satisfied even if he had hugged Yan Sui many times in the past few days. However, he would be good to Yan Sui in the future. He would always be willing to give Yan Sui a lot of hugs.
The medicated food tasted stronger than the one in the evening. It almost had no difference with traditional Chinese medicine. Meng Ting drank two bowls of it without frowning, then he whispered, "There's only little meat."
"Wait till you're better, then you can eat more."
Yan Sui took out his handkerchief and wiped the corners of Meng Ting's mouth. He then led him to the bathroom, simply to wash his face and mouth.
"Go ahead and sleep first. I'm gonna take a bath."
Meng Ting nodded then lowered his head to smell himself. He already took a bath twice today, so he should not have any strange odor on his body.
With this in mind, he was confident that he could go to the bed in the room and sleep with Yan Sui. He should make sure that he was able to wash himself thoroughly. He must not make Yan Sui dislike him because of poor hygiene.
The cold water rushed down briskly and Yan Sui's mind could finally become a little bit clear. Meng Ting's way of thinking was clearly different from his and most of other people's. He was very straightforward, and there were many things that he did not understand.
To Meng Ting, sleeping was just sleeping, and a hug was just a hug. On the contrary, the one who turned out to be really excited was Yan Sui.
Yan Sui changed into his pajamas and went to bed. Meng Ting opened his eyes and moved to his embrace. Meng Ting remembered what Yan Sui had said before and took advantage of his privilege as a patient.
Yan Sui leaned sideways and adjusted the bedside table lamp to the dimmest light. Now, he could continue to lie down properly. He glanced at the furry head in his embrace and placed his arm around Meng Ting. Yan Sui patted his back as if he was lulling him, "Let's Sleep."
This was Yan Sui's first time holding a person in his arms to sleep and so was Meng Ting's. His hand gently tugged on the corner of Yan Sui's pajamas, and the two got a bit closer. He whispered, "Yan Sui, if you think I did something wrong, tell me and I'll change it."
Meng Ting was so slow-witted. Even if changing it was also not necessary, he still wanted to try harder.
Yan Sui's hand that was patting Meng Ting's back finally reached Meng Ting's cheek, then he stroked Meng Ting's forehead and kissed him, "You didn't say anything wrong, nor did you do anything wrong. Don't think about these things. You need to sleep now."
"Good night."
Meng Ting's eyes slowly closed and he also stopped tugging on to Yan Sui's pajama; instead, he hugged Yan Sui's neck and the corners of his mouth slightly hooked up a smile, "You're right. I will get well sooner, and after that, I'll be good to you." Meng Ting would do what it takes to let Yan Sui allow him to hug Yan Sui to sleep on his own accord!
Yan Sui did not talk anymore. Meng Ting closed his eyes for a moment, then fell asleep again.
Yan Sui woke up several times the whole night. At around two or three o'clock, he woke up to ensure that Meng Ting did not have a fever, then he felt relieved enough to fall asleep.
This feeling could be said was special for Yan Sui. For Meng Ting, it was an unprecedented happy event. At five o'clock, Meng Ting woke up on time in Yan Sui's arms. On this night, he really did not have any nightmares.
He did not dare to move too much. He inclined his head to the side to look at Yan Sui and engraved his appearance over and over again in his mind. Yan Sui was really good-looking. He was good-looking from every angle and Meng Ting had definitely determined this point.
After half an hour, Yan Sui's eyelashes moved, seemingly about to wake up. Meng Ting softly smiled and hugged him by his neck. The two who were originally close to each other became more intimate.
"Yan Sui, you woke up."
"Yeah," Yan Sui responded. He searched for Meng Ting's forehead with his hand, then seriously felt it once again. After ascertaining that Meng Ting was no longer feverish, he took his hand back.
His voice carried a hint of languidness, "You shouldn't rush to jog for a few days. Wait until you're completely fine, after that, we can go for a run together."
"Okay, I'll listen to you," Meng Ting moved slowly and leaned forward, then he held Yan Sui's face with his hands. Soon afterwards, a peck fell on Yan Sui's forehead. 'Chu' was heard. With a little bit of shyness, he closed his eyes and said, "Yan Sui, good morning."
Yan Sui gave him a good night kiss and Meng Ting gave him back a good morning kiss. It felt nice.
Yan Sui's eyes were completely opened. Although everything around him was still a bit blurry, only Meng Ting's bright and beautiful smiling face was clear. He could not help but smile and greet, "Good morning."
Under Meng Ting's initiative to be intimate, for the first time, they embraced each other as soon as they woke up early in the morning. It was not awkward, nor was it forced in any way. As the proverb said, 'Old acquaintances act like strangers while new acquaintances act like old friends.' He thought that he and Meng Ting should be a part of the latter — born with a natural connection.
Yan Sui slowly sat up with Meng Ting so that Meng Ting could not press him down anymore. Meng Ting sat up straight, but his smile remained unchanged and did not disappear. He was not the type of person who would usually smile so affectionately; but today, he felt really good after sleeping. His mood was very good and he was more than happy to smile if he was with Yan Sui.
Yan Sui ruffled Meng Ting's hair and said, "Go and wash your face and rinse your mouth."
"Mmm," Meng Ting nodded and got out of bed, then turned around to take a quick glimpse at Yan Sui. He then went to the bathroom.
Yan Sui also could not help but touch the area between his brows where Meng Ting's lips had touched. He could not help but reveal a little helplessness on his face and smile sheepishly and let nature take its course.
Today's weather was still not very good. Yan Sui did not go to the lawn for a run, instead, he went to the fitness room on the first floor. He ran for a while, then taught Meng Ting how to use these machines. Both of them sweated a little, then Yan Sui took a shower, while Meng Ting only wiped his body and changed his clothes.
At seven o'clock, Nanny Wang took a few maids and brought them a light breakfast which included plain rice congee, pickled vegetables, stuffed steamed buns, deep-fried twisted dough sticks, sandwiches, and milk.
Meng Ting did not bother to rack his brain regarding this and ate whatever was there. He ate one portion for each. His appetite was not good yet, but he happily gave Nanny Wang a nod. She thought, if the old madame saw the patriarch's wife with her, she would be happy, too.
Yan Sui had always well-accepted Meng Ting's 'eating a lot' habit. Now that he was ill, Yan Sui was afraid that Meng Ting would not be able to eat a lot. How could he hate Meng Ting's eating-a-lot habit?
Not long after they had finished breakfast, their private doctor, Li Yi, arrived. He examined Meng Ting again with special and overcautious care. His expression relaxed a little and said, "As long as you no longer have fever and cough, it won't affect your health."
He looked at Yan Sui and said, "Let's pay more attention to him for the next few days and ensure that he won't catch a cold."
"All right." Yan Sui answered.
Meng Ting bowed toward Li Yi and said, "Thank you." He rushed over to the Yans' residence early in the morning like this. This thank you was something that he expected.
Li Yi smiled and said, "I'm just doing what I've been paid for." After some time, he added, "Oh, that's right!" Then he took out two books from his medical kit and gave them to Yan Sui, "These are what you asked for and I've also contacted the people you asked me to contact. Read these first, then just give me a call."
"All right." Yan Sui nodded then continued to chat with Li Yi, and after that, Li Yi took his leave.
Meng Ting looked at Yan Sui and whispered, "You should hurry and go. The doctor said that I'm all right. Don't worry. I'll stay at home." He pondered then added, "Come home soon."
Yan Sui heard him and looked at his watch, then he walked over and sat by Meng Ting's side. Meng Ting did not know why he came so close.
He looked at Yan Sui with his eyes widened and his voice was filled with joy, which appeared a little inconceivable, "Now, do you miss me already?"
So, Yan Sui came over before he left, sat with him and hugged him? Yan Sui really liked him so much.
Because of this, Meng Ting was very happy. The corners of his eyes slightly tilted up, with some unconscious charm. Yan Sui, who originally wanted to refute, suddenly could not utter any word to refute.
He just did not want to. In a moment, Yan Sui would also end up missing him.
Yan Sui gently held Meng Ting's hand, and as he got up, he also pulled Meng Ting up.
"I'm going out, but you're also coming."
Meng Ting's mental state looked really good. Earlier, they went to do things that they did not do yesterday. This also allowed Meng Ting to feel somewhat at ease at home.
Meng Ting looked at their hands clasped together, and slightly nodded. The corners of his mouth hooked up and he looked up with a smile on his face once again. He did not mind the reason why Yan Sui wanted to take him out with him. He was happy that they could be together, so he was okay with anything.
"Okay." He answered.
Inside the living room, Nanny Wang who was tidying the room and Xiao Bo who was waiting for orders, were both in a daze for quite a long time.
Such gentle and good-natured Yan Sui was obviously something that they rarely saw. In the past, even when the old madame and old master were still alive, Yan Sui had some emotions, but it would not be as gentle as this.
It seemed that their patriarch really liked his wife.
When they came down again, Yan Sui had changed into his daily black suit while Meng Ting's was a white suit.
Yan Sui was tall and imposing. The black color deepened his profound and cold sense. The aura around him became even more formidable. While on the other hand, Meng Ting's height was not considered as short, but he was not a real grown up yet. Especially his face was very bashful, clean, and fresh. It could be considered that he looked like a little white bunny that was easy to take advantage of, although this was not the case at all.
Meng Ting was naturally oblivious to other people's feeling. He stuck close by Yan Sui's side. He swept his glance on Yan Sui and was also not stingy with his complements, "You look really good dressing up like this."
Yan Sui looked very intimidating. He was very fierce. He was simply good-looking in Meng Ting's mind.
Yan Sui, who had never heard such an awfully frightening comment, could not help but raise the tips of his eyebrows. He pulled Meng Ting's hand and simply said, "You look really good."
Meng Ting also held Yan Sui's hand. When they were in the car, his cheeks gradually began to blush again because Yan Sui praised his good looks. Yan Sui's compliment was different than others. When Meng Ting heard it, he felt warm, itchy and very happy in his heart.
"Only my face looks good, but for you…your whole body looks good."
"Ahem…" Yan Sui did not respond at all but his secretary, Wang Feng, who was seated in the front passenger seat, suddenly choked. Whole body? Did Meng Ting already see his boss's whole body? Not only did he want to cough, but he was also imagining some inappropriate scenes which immediately made his nose itchy.
Meng Ting glanced over and only then did he realize that there were two people in the front seats who were able to hear what he said. He was talking to Yan Sui, for what reason did he cough?
"Drive." Yan Sui had adapted to Meng Ting's bluntness. Meng Ting was so blunt to the point that his bluntness intimidated people. He looked at Meng Ting's bowed head and saw that his cheeks were still a bit blushing. After thinking for a while, he knew that Meng Ting's words did not have any uncalled-for meaning.
Meng Ting really just had a good-looking face. There were a number of scars left from fighting on his hands and body. Some of them had disappeared, but some never disappeared. Realizing this, Yan Sui was unable to make a fuss about such a trifle thing like Wang Feng.
"His name is Wang Feng, my secretary," Yan Sui said, then he pointed at the big man with a dark face who was driving the car, "His name is Zhao Bing. In the future, if you want to go somewhere, just give him a call."
"Okay," Meng Ting gently nodded.
He looked down at his hand, then he pulled Yan Sui's hand and took a look at it carefully. He did not find any fault in what he had said.
It seemed that in the Mengs, and some people's eyes, his handsome face still had some value and should not be destroyed, otherwise, he may not be able to preserve his face.
"Your hands are beautiful," Meng Ting resolutely said once again.
Meng Ting was looking at their hands. Yan Sui also did the same thing. He gently rubbed the scars in Meng Ting's hand, as if he wanted to rub them away. In the end, it only made Meng Ting's hand redden a bit. Those scars could not be removed. Even if the scars were gone, the events that took place before could not be changed.
As he felt sorry for Meng Ting, Yan Sui could no longer care about Wang Feng and Zhao Bing who were seated in the front seats. He took Meng Ting into his embrace and said, You're right."
After hearing what Yan Sui had said, Meng Ting also did not talk about their hands anymore. He leaned on Yan Sui's shoulder, but he did not feel that it was enough. He raised his face and slowly nestled to Yan Sui.
His little tricks were so quick that Yan Sui revealed his helplessness. Wang Feng and Zhao Bing could only regard themselves as blind and deaf.
Wang Feng carefully sat up and straightened his body. He still felt that he had misunderstood Yan Sui yesterday. He thought Yan Sui was not ethical. However, after one night, their relationship had progressed to the point where they could brilliantly see each other. Maybe he did not misunderstand it yesterday? Wang Feng pondered for a while and in the rearview mirror. His eyes met with Yan Sui's. His whole body froze and he did not dare to mull over it anymore.
Yan Sui was not that cold, but he was only able to do this kind of thing when Meng Ting was around. No matter what, he was still Yan Sui, the master of the Yans' household, who was quite formidable in both means and mind.
At nine o'clock in the morning, they arrived at the Civil Affairs Bureau's entrance. After they waited for four or five couples, it was finally Yan Sui and Meng Ting's turn.
It took a long time for Meng Ting to finally understand why Yan Sui brought him here. Once he understood the situation, he was felt like he was high above in a place amidst the clouds and mist.
"Are we here to get married?"
"Yes." Yan Sui assured Meng Ting. The corners of his mouth curled up then he added, "We've arrived."
Meng Ting took a deep breath and followed him. He gently pursed his cherry-colored lips. His whole person was very focused. Of course, his heart was not as calm as he showed. There was only one sentence that repetitively flooded in his mind. He and Yan Sui were going to get married, get married, get married…
They filled in the form, took pictures, took their oath, and finally got their marriage certificate. It was all done in less than an hour.
Meng Ting held his and Yan Sui's marriage certificate, just like holding a very heavy stone. He looked down. His emotions surged in his eyes more and more.
"Yan Sui, we really got married."
He did not need to wait seven days to marry Yan Sui. From now on, they were legally a couple.
"Yes." The emotion in Yan Sui's heart also was not that calm. Originally, he personally came here just to make Meng Ting happy. However, after he went through the procedure, he also felt different in his heart.
When they walked through a small, empty corridor, Meng Ting could not suppress his excitement any longer. He took the time to step forward and pressed Yan Sui against the wall. With eyes wide open, he said, "Yan Sui, I'm so happy!"
Yan Sui was pinned against the wall. At first, he did not expect Meng Ting's action, then he just let him have his own way.
As he said this, Meng Ting clasped his hands around Yan Sui's neck. He glanced from left to right, then he squinted his eyes and pressed his lips on him.
It gently and quietly landed on his cheek, but the soft feeling remained on Yan Sui's cheek.
Meng Ting took a step back. He bowed his head as he pulled Yan Sui's hand to continue to walk through this small corridor, but before he could even reach Yan Sui's hand, Yan Sui suddenly made him turn around again and then he pinned Meng Ting against the wall.
"Eh?" Meng Ting looked puzzled as he looked at Yan Sui. Then, his eyes lit up and he raised his face, "You're happy too and you want to kiss me too, right?"
With Meng Ting being like this, if Yan Sui still did not respond, their "sexual" luck for the rest of their lives should be worrying.
Yan Sui gently lifted Meng Ting's cheeks. He lowered his head and immediately kissed Meng Ting on his lips.
Meng Ting wondered why Yan Sui wanted to kiss him here, but he still obediently raised his head and did not move. This kind of trust immediately set Yan Sui's heart ablaze. He gently sucked Meng Ting's lower lip and when Meng Ting was in a daze, Yan Sui's tongue explored over his teeth and made his way in.
When their tongues intertwined, all the gentle moments vanished and their breaths subsequently tightened. In this small and narrow space, there seemed to be 'fire flowers' in bloom. The whole attention was concentrated here, and any hint of thoughts and feelings amplified in their minds.
With their lips and tongues rubbing together, Yan Sui's kiss was getting deeper and deeper, and once more, his confidence in his self-control was about to collapse.
It was Meng Ting's first time being kissed by someone and it was also Yan Sui's first time to kiss someone. Two minutes later, Yan Sui suddenly let go of Meng Ting then took the person in his arms. As he breathed gently, he also held Meng Ting stronger.
Meng Ting could not help but lick his lips, then purse them again, but his hands were already on Yan Sui's waist, slowly embracing him.
All his feelings told him that, although this kiss was sudden, he did not loathe it at all.
Yan Sui adjusted his breathing, then he let go of Meng Ting, who looked at him with a blush on his face. Yan Sui smiled gently and said, "Let's go back."
"Okay," Meng Ting nodded.
Out of the Civil Affairs Bureau, Meng Ting looked back again. There were many men and women who were holding hands like them. Many of them were looking at him and Yan Sui, whispering something.
Meng Ting did not pay attention to them. He just turned his back on them and thought that this place was special for him and Yan Sui.
It was not only because of the marriage certificate, but also because of the kiss.
As they went back to the car, Meng Ting looked at their marriage certificate over and over again. Later on, he started to look a little annoyed.
"I was too nervous and I didn't smile properly."
Yan Sui looked at it as well, then gently ruffled Meng Ting's hair. "It looks nice."
Meng Ting heard what Yan Sui said and took a glance at it once again, then slowly closed it. He embraced Yan Sui's arm and earnestly nodded, "We really match each other."
"Ahem," Wang Feng could not help but cough a little. Their patriarch's wife really did not know how to contain himself. Even if he and Yan Sui were matched, it should not be up to him to say it.
Meng Ting looked at Wang Feng and stretched his body to the front, "Yan Sui and I got our marriage certificate."
"Congratulations," Wang Feng turned around and earnestly said. He saw Meng Ting was happy then added another sentence, "Happy wedding."
"Thank you. We'll be happy." Meng Ting's words were more serious than Wang Feng forced words. Before Wang Feng could respond to anything, Meng Ting was pulled back by Yan Sui.
For Meng Ting, this trip was considered enough to fortify their relationship and It was enough for him to completely be frank and sincere to Yan Sui. It could be said that the last layer of estrangement between them also disappeared. He leaned on Yan Sui's bosom peacefully and the corners of his mouth curled up. He did not painstakingly hide his happiness.
Wang Feng and Zhao Bing, who sat in the front seats, did not speak anymore, but they could feel the cloyingly sweet and atmosphere.
However, no one could hate such a change in Meng Ting's character. It was not so surprising that Yan Sui fell into Meng Ting's hands. Although Wang Feng and Meng Ting had only met twice, he already felt this patriarch's wife was very pleasing to the eye.
Yan Sui looked out of the window and whispered, "Let's go to the company."
"All right," Zhao Bing turned left at the intersection. Yan Sui obviously hated to part with Meng Ting, and wanted to take him to the company.
Of course, it was mutual. Meng Ting was also reluctant to part with Yan Sui more than before.
He felt the marriage certificate in his arms. He actually thought that there was no need to hide. He was at ease. He was happy to continue to follow Yan Sui and even more tightly held on to their marriage certificate.
Yan Sui's office was on the top floor of Yans' building. They took the exclusive elevator and went straight to the top floor, but there were still a few people there. It did not take long before the news that Yan Sui came with a beautiful boy spread throughout the company, from the executive managers down to the cleaning aunties.
Yesterday, the wedding invitations were sent to each family in Haicheng's upper circle. Who would have thought that the Yans' patriarch, Yan Sui, had to be married to an illegitimate child of the Mengs. However, this illegitimate child was the one chosen by Yan Sui's mother, He Wan. These two did not match, yet this was what He Wan wanted so there was no room for doubts from others.
At the moment, Yan Sui brought a beautiful boy to the company. Whatever could this mean? It was hard not to think about it.
As the person who was involved, Yan Sui might be able to guess that the people in the company were shocked. As for Meng Ting, he could not feel anything for the time being. He was still carefully holding their marriage certificate while Yan Sui led the way.
"Let someone go to the restaurant on the ninth floor and get some fruit." Boys of Meng Ting's age may prefer to eat some snacks, but he was not completely healthy yet. Light snacks or fruits should be okay.
Wang Feng personally cleaned the fruits then sent them in. Yan Sui was teaching Meng Ting how to play games on the tablet.
Meng Ting was not inexperienced with electronic devices since he used them for his studies. He rarely used them for games, but he was willing to let Yan Sui teach him.
"Dead…" Meng Ting looked down at his character in the game that just died. It seemed that Yan Sui also rarely played games like this.
Yan Sui coughed. Without any embarrassment on his face, he touched Meng Ting's hair, "Go ahead and play first. I'll take you to eat dinner later."
"Okay," Meng Ting gently nodded. He knew that Yan Sui was afraid of him being bored, but he knew he wouldn't. He would not be bored even if he did not have his phone with him. For a particular reason, he was the least bit afraid of boredom.
He could stay alone for a long, long time, think about a lot of things, or think about nothing. As long as he was not hungry, everything would not be a problem.
Yan Sui sat in the seat of the host and looked at Meng Ting's eyes once again, then he started to work seriously. His office was naturally full of people. Those people got news earlier and were naturally curious about Meng Ting, who was serious about playing games. There were not many people who dared to look at him more because of Yan Sui's stateliness.
It was only when people like Wang Feng who had a serious matter to do that Meng Ting would care. If not, he was even less likely to take the initiative to say anything to them.
Meng Ting played the game just like Yan Sui. He died over and over again, but a particular someone made his mood good. Even if he died so many times in the game, he still felt happy.
However, some of the games did not appeal to Meng Ting. He played for a while, but he decided to quit in the end. As of the moment, the office was very quiet. Yan Sui had his head bowed as he wrote instructions on his report files, while Meng Ting leaned over and took pictures with his phone. After that, he faced about and sat properly. It took him a long time to go back to this position. Yan Sui was also looking after him.
"It's almost twelve o'clock. Let's go and eat lunch then I'll send you back."
Because Yan Sui was reluctant to part with Meng Ting, he decided to let Meng Ting stay in his office. Yan Sui never thought that he would do something like this before; but now, Yan Sui did not just think about doing it, he actually did it, too.
Meng Ting tucked his phone back in his pocket. He got up to his feet and walked over. He looked at Yan Sui, then he bent down and hugged Yan Sui's neck, "I don't want to go back yet. Can't I just play games on the couch in the afternoon? I'll be a very, very good boy."
Yan Sui simply could not refuse Meng Ting's intimacy, let alone when Meng Ting coquettishly plead.
"I'm afraid that you'll get bored." If Meng Ting liked accompanying him, how could he refuse it? However, the more that Meng Ting insisted to stay, the more that Yan Sui hoped that Meng Ting really liked it as well, and not just because he was forced to stay with Yan Sui.
"I'm not bored at all," Meng Ting responded. He originally wanted to get up, but he decided to continue embracing Yan Sui. He loosened his embrace up a bit, then moved closer and kissed Yan Sui's lips. "I like it."
Yan Sui's Adam's apple rolled up and down twice. Before he could even make a move, the door to the office was pushed open again. Although Wang Feng immediately withdrew after seeing the two, Meng Ting, who was already startled, had let go of Yan Sui. After he became aware of the situation, his face blushed, then he quietly measured Yan Sui with his eyes.
Meng Ting did not have the ability to judge a person. After two seconds, he gave up and asked, "Do you hate it when I kiss you?"
Yan Sui slowly shook his head. He could not resist such intimacy. He did not hate it even for a bit.
If he did, he and Meng Ting would not get in this situation where he was unable to resist.
Hearing what Meng Ting said, Yan Sui sighed, and his lips curled up, "I don't hate it."
He did not hate anything about Meng Ting. All of Meng Ting's words were spoken bluntly, yet Yan Sui could not make sense of what he had heard. When he stood up, Meng Ting put forth his hand, and the two of them walked together toward the door.
When Yan Sui was about to open the door, he stopped and drew his hand back from the knob. He pulled Meng Ting's other hand then let it go. After that, he pinned Meng Ting against the door. He bowed down and kissed Meng Ting on the lips.
"Close your eyes."
Meng Ting heard him say these words, so he slowly closed his eyes. He could still taste the faint sweetness of the fruits he just ate, yet it was completely despoiled, wiped clean, and mixed with the taste of Yan Sui. Both of them started to pant. Although this kiss was something unexpected, it was more intimate and hastier than their kiss in the Civil Affairs Bureau's corridor.
Meng Ting was no longer embarrassed by this, and instead, he clumsily took the initiative to respond to Yan Sui's kiss.
As they continued kissing, the distance between them vanished. They kept close to each other and were now only separated by the clothes that they wore. The desire that was brought out by this kiss was raging and fierce. Yan Sui's eyes gradually darkened. Meng Ting sensed some danger in the atmosphere, so he did not dare to move.
It was only about ten minutes later when Yan Sui slightly loosened his pressure on Meng Ting; however, it was only the atmosphere that was loosen. He still locked Meng Ting in his arms and did not let him go. He raised Meng Ting��s chin and whispered, "Meng Ting, you have no chance to regret this."
This kiss had confirmed what Yan Sui's heart desired. He also came to understand how naive his previous thoughts were. For Meng Ting, he could not let go.
Meng Ting did not understand it, but he still determinedly shook his head, "I won't regret it."
No matter what the outcome in the future would be, he was certain that he would not regret it. This was the path that he had chosen by himself. He would not regret it—never.
Yan Sui glanced at Meng Ting with determination and pulled him into his arms, then he stretched his hand out and opened the door.
When they came out of the office, Wang Feng behaved himself and bowed his head down. He felt awkward. Who would have thought that he was the unlucky one who accidentally barged in and ruined Yan Sui and Meng Ting's intimate moment?
Wang Feng walked a few steps behind them. He could not help but take a few glances at the couple. He noticed how different Yan Sui��s attitude was toward Meng Ting. He was obviously more possessive—the possessive desire that was only limited to the other man.
Yan Sui took them to the restaurant. A few seconds later, the whole restaurant was silent. All eyes were on Meng Ting who was beside Yan Sui. When Yan Sui swept his eyes on them, everyone consciously bowed, then the quiet restaurant became noisy again, but it was more toned down than before.
"What do you want to eat?"
Meng Ting's attention had long been fixed on the food on the plate. He pointed to a few meat dishes. Yan Sui added two more, then took Meng Ting's food and lead him to one side of the restaurant.
As for Yan Sui's food, it was Wang Feng who carried it.
Meng Ting glanced at Wang Feng and felt like Wang Feng snatched the work that was meant for him. No, he was too slow to respond and that was why he could not do it. He would have done it for Yan Sui, but this had not crossed his mind this time. He would surely remember it next time.
Yan Sui, who knew Meng Ting's appetite very well, got up and gave him some more food. He made sure that Meng Ting was full before he took him back.
As soon as they left, the chattering in the restaurant immediately increased.
"He's really handsome."
"Who's that person with the boss?"
Wang Feng left the place along with Yan Sui and Meng Ting right away, otherwise he would be blocked by this crowd for gossip. He was afraid that if that would happen, it would not be so easy for him to escape.
Yan Sui used to sleep at the company when he was busy so there was another room in his office. Of course, it was not as big as his room at home, but still, it had a bed, a wardrobe, and a bathroom which was enough for him to use when he would occasionally sleep here for a few nights.
Yan Sui opened the room and led Meng Ting in, "Take a nap here. I'll just be outside. When you wake up, come out and look for me."
Meng Ting looked at the bed, then he looked at Yan Sui and slowly nodded. He already said before that he would behave so he had to do whatever Yan Sui said, even though he was not very sleepy.
Yan Sui adjusted the air-conditioning again, put a glass of water on the bedside table, and watched Meng Ting lie down and close his eyes. He stood there for a while before he came out.
When Meng Ting was certain that Yan Sui was gone, he opened his eyes. He took out their marriage certificate, touched it gently, and guarded it carefully in his embrace, then he closed his eyes again.
Not long after, while Yan Sui was busy dealing with his work in the office, he received a call from Gu Lang.
"Boss Yan, I heard you brought a handsome boy to the company?"
No one could compare to Gu Lang in his spirit for gossip. However, when he heard this news, he did not believe it. Meng Ting was exceptional to Yan Sui. He saw this with his own eyes and he knew Yan Sui was not a half-hearted guy. Otherwise, he would not end up being an old virgin who needed to be saved up until now.
Hearing this question, Yan Sui's eyes were swift and fierce, "What handsome boy, he's Meng Ting, your sister-in-law."
If this news had reached Gu Lang's ears, it was very likely that it would not be long before the whole nobility in Haicheng's circle would find out about it.
"It seems that there are a lot of people who are too idle," Yan Sui was talking about the staff in the Yans' Company. They were so idle that they had time to gossip about their boss.
Gu Lang stopped speaking slovenly and also straightened his sitting position, "I was wrong. It's sister-in-law."
"But…why did you bring him to your company?" As a matter of fact, they were not yet married, but then again, he thought that they already got married. Even so, Yan Sui was not the type of guy who would bring his wife to work.
Yan Sui stood up and walked to the French window. He did not answer Gu Lang's question; instead, he asked Gu Lang a question.
"How do you take the initiative?" This was the question that had been bothering Yan Sui since he started working today. He felt that he should be more proactive than Meng Ting, but he could not think of how he could take the initiative.
It was rare for Yan Sui to ask him questions. Gu Lang grinned but he still kept his voice serious as before, "Proactivity is the subjective willingness to act. It's when you act according to what you think! Yan Sui, I thought you're the one who knows best what taking the initiative is."
When other children were still being swayed by their parents, Yan Sui was already very clear about his purpose. He was the only heir to their family. He exerted all of his efforts for this position. Now, as expected, he had taken control over the Yans firmly in his hands, and his words had surpassed all the influence that the former patriarchs of the Yans had before.
If what he was doing could not be counted as being proactive, what could be counted as being proactive?
Of course, this was all in the past when the young Yan Sui worked really hard. This spontaneity that he displayed was out of his desire to take the position in his hands. However, the Yan clan was no longer his goal but it has now become his responsibility, so his enthusiasm naturally declined.
He wanted to do it… Judging by how Meng Ting had conducted himself, he was really the one taking the initiative. If he wanted to confess to Yan Sui, he would make a confession to him. If he wanted to kiss Yan Sui, he would kiss him.
"I've got it."
Yan Sui ended the call and stood in front of the window for a while before he got back to work. Actually, he already made up his mind. However, Meng Ting was not the same as the Yan clan. He was a breath of fresh air and was more difficult to deal with.
However, it was inevitable that he was already determined to win him over. He asked Gu Lang this question just to make it clearer for him.
As for how he could be proactive, perhaps it would be more difficult for him than for Meng Ting. This was because he felt that he needed more self-control than ever before, to ensure that some things would not happen too early and to strengthen their feelings for each other.
Around two o'clock, Meng Ting rubbed his eyes. He came out to look for a certain someone. When he saw Yan Sui, he let out a sigh of relief and slightly nodded at the other people who were speaking, then he sat on the couch, took the tablet and played with it again.
It was half an hour later when the other people withdrew from Yan Sui's office. Yan Sui came over and Meng Ting raised his face.
"Did you sleep well?"
Meng Ting thought about it for a moment and told him the truth, "I can't sleep well without you."
He woke up from a nightmare in a completely unfamiliar room. He was in a daze for a long time before he could gather his thoughts. When he heard voices outside, he was eager to come out and find a particular someone.
Meng Ting moved closer to him. He slowly leaned forward into Yan Sui's arms. His voice was still low, "I always have nightmares, but when you hold me, I don't dream much."
With Yan Sui's way of thinking, he could not clearly think about it for a moment. This was the reason why Meng Ting was so persistent to let Yan Sui hold him. It was not what Yan Sui originally thought. Meng Ting had been too straightforward for countless times, but Yan Sui dwelled and thought too much about what Meng Ting meant and because of this, he made too many mistakes.
However, it was just fine. He was afraid that he had mistaken Meng Ting's words to be something else.
"What nightmares?" Yan Sui gently patted Meng Ting's back. To keep thinking about it would not affect his beloved.
Meng Ting buried his face on Yan Sui's neck. After a long time, he continued, "Constant nightmares of death…I can't wake up. I don't like dreaming…I don't like it at all."
However, having these kind of dreams could not be subjectively stopped by Meng Ting. The quality of his sleep in his previous life was not very good. After being reborn for more than a month, it was sheer torture.
And now, he was only frustrated—not irritable or angry—it could already be reckoned as hard to come by.
"I will hold you while you sleep from now on."
Yan Sui did not need Meng Ting's own efforts to change his previous decision. However, he also knew that this palliative measure was not a cure. Meng Ting's situation needed to be completely solved, and some external help was needed.
After he heard Yan Sui say this, Meng Ting slowly raised his head. A smile gradually bloomed in his eyes. He rubbed his face on Yan Sui's cheek, "Yan Sui, you're so nice."