Contains mutual topping dynamics between Lu Guang Ming and Xie Jia Hua; readers who mind this should refrain.
Xie Jia Hua—a seasoned and outstanding police detective. He was always adept at tracing clues from the smallest details criminals left behind, deducing their movements and true intentions.
Recently, however, he had noticed several unusual changes at home.
First, the housework had become too thorough—every corner was spotless; the sheets and blankets were neatly arranged every day; pots and dishes were wiped completely dry without a single water stain. Not only were all clothes washed and ironed promptly, even the underwear was pressed flat and arranged neatly in the drawer in order of white, gray, and black.
Second, the service had become too attentive—although he had been busy with official duties lately and rarely stayed home, during the few times he worked from home, his family member caused no disturbance whatsoever. Coffee, fruit, and sweet drinks were served one after another—placed down and then the person left without a single unnecessary word. Every night before bed, the bathtub was already filled with hot water, toothpaste was already squeezed onto the toothbrush, and after washing up, there was even a complimentary head and foot massage.
Lastly—and most strangely—the vase on the coffee table in the living room was always filled with fresh, fragrant flowers. When they withered, they were replaced. Then replaced again.
Buying flowers wasn’t unusual for most households—but beautiful flowers cost money. And Lu Guang Ming, who was so stingy he would even put the cost of a morning coffee and French toast from the downstairs café on his tab, was now willingly spending his own money to buy flowers every few days?
Xie Jia Hua was suspicious—but he was simply too busy.
He often returned home late at night just to sleep, then left early in the morning to investigate cases. He barely had time to exchange a few casual words with Lu Guang Ming, let alone investigate these odd details.
At one point, he thought that Lu Guang Ming, left alone at home and feeling lonely, might be using small tricks to win his favor.
But Lu Guang Ming had always been used to being alone. Logically, he shouldn’t possess such delicate, sentimental tendencies. Moreover, half a year ago at the cemetery, Xie Jia Hua had already confessed his feelings—openly and sincerely giving his heart. There was no need for further “wooing.”
Tsk… could it be that Lu Guang Ming had secretly done something wrong again, and was feeling guilty—so he was trying to make it up to him?
That didn’t seem likely either. The little rascal had become much more sensible recently; it didn’t seem like he would secretly cause trouble anymore.
…
“If your wife suddenly becomes very attentive to you, what would be the reason?”
While staking out in the car, Xie Jia Hua asked his subordinate.
The subordinate had just gotten married two months ago and was still basking in honeymoon bliss. He answered happily:
“Because she loves me.”
Xie Jia Hua fell into long contemplation.
So… it’s a confession of love?
…
That afternoon, after finishing a case and returning to the station, he happened to pass by a flower shop.
He hesitated for a long time in front of a bouquet of bright red roses…
…only to ultimately admit he couldn’t bring himself to do something so cheesy.
In the end, he chose a bouquet of lilies.
When he got home, Lu Guang Ming happened to be crouching by the coffee table, trimming flower stems. Seeing him walk in holding a bouquet of lilies, he looked quite surprised.
“What made you suddenly think of buying flowers today?”
“I passed by a flower shop on the way.”
“Hehehe!” Lu Guang Ming looked delighted. Just as Xie Jia Hua took off his coat and sat on the sofa, Lu Guang Ming pounced over, jumped onto him, and wrapped both him and the bouquet into a tight embrace. He planted a loud kiss on his neck.
“Is it for me?”
“It’s for putting in the house,” Xie Jia Hua teased.
Lu Guang Ming exaggeratedly pouted and flipped off him as if to leave. Xie Jia Hua pulled him back.
“It’s for you.”
“Hehehe!” Lu Guang Ming shamelessly climbed back onto him, fiddling with the petals smugly.
“The language of lilies is ‘purity’—perfect for someone as pure and handsome as me.”
Xie Jia Hua couldn’t bear to listen any longer. He picked him up and tossed him aside, then got up and headed to the kitchen.
“Did you buy groceries? What do you want for dinner?”
Some time ago, Lu Guang Ming had bought a few cookbooks and tried making a few meals—bland but barely edible. Today, with some free time, Xie Jia Hua also opened the cookbook and tried frying a steak.
The steak was overcooked. The eggs were too salty. The carrots were tasteless.
But Lu Guang Ming ate with great delight.
After finishing, he washed the dishes. Then, with wet hands, he came out and wrapped his arms around Xie Jia Hua’s waist, grinning as he was about to speak.
Xie Jia Hua spoke first:
“Let’s go for a run.”
“???”
“Why do we have to run?” Lu Guang Ming wailed from behind, clutching his chest and panting. “We finally have time—wouldn’t watching a movie be nice? Or going shopping? Or just sleeping at home?”
“You need to exercise and improve your physical condition,” Xie Jia Hua said, running ahead without even breaking a sweat.
“My injury hasn’t healed yet!”
“You’ve been discharged from the hospital for half a year already. Shut up.”
“Wuwuwu, my waist hurts, my butt hurts…”
“Your butt hurts my ass—I haven’t touched you for a week.”
Lu Guang Ming burst into laughter, sped up a few steps, and leapt onto his back.
“You do remember it’s been a week? Let’s stop running and go home early for some ‘exercise’, okay?”
Xie Jia Hua remained expressionless and unmoved.
“Three more kilometers. Finish running first, then we’ll talk.”
…
Lu Guang Ming was practically at death’s door from running. After they got home, Xie Jia Hua pinned him down and forced him to stretch his legs—like a scene of domestic abuse. Lu Guang Ming howled miserably:
“Ahhh it hurts, it hurts!!! Senior Inspector abusing civilians—no, murdering his own husband—!”
“Too noisy! Shut up!”
Even after being thrown into the bathtub, Lu Guang Ming continued his fake sobbing:
“You said you liked me, said you’d cherish me. You were only gentle for a few days—once I got discharged, all you do is scold and abuse me!”
Xie Jia Hua had just picked up a bath sponge to scrub his back. Hearing this, he tossed it aside and rolled up his sleeves.
Lu Guang Ming instantly switched from crying to laughing, quickly hugging his arm and coaxing sweetly:
“Brother Jia Hua, Brother Jia Hua, I was wrong—come on, take care of me.”
The two of them messed around in the bathtub for a while. Then Xie Jia Hua directly lifted Lu Guang Ming up, carried him out dripping wet, and pressed him onto the sofa for “exercise”.
Lu Guang Ming, shameless as ever, knelt against the backrest of the sofa, sticking his hips out and urging:
“Faster, faster—deeper.”
After finishing one round, Xie Jia Hua made him wrap his legs around his waist, lifted him up, and carried him toward the bedroom.
…
After being thoroughly worked over for twenty minutes, Lu Guang Ming could barely catch his breath. His legs, hooked around Xie Jia Hua’s waist, kept sliding down.
Yet Xie Jia Hua still held him firmly with powerful arms, his face unchanged, not even breathing heavily.
“Are you a monster?” Lu Guang Ming panted. “Don’t you get tired?”
“You go for morning runs every day—you don’t get tired either.”
Lu Guang Ming had already burrowed under the blanket.
“Huh? What did you say? The blanket’s too thick—I can’t hear you. It’s so dark in here… oh? What’s this I’ve found?”
“This hard little fellow is…? Isn’t this our police unit’s ‘Boss’? ‘Boss,’ you’re in great spirits! You just finished one round, and now you’re ready for action again! On behalf of the general public, I express my gratitude and support—come, come, let me give you a kiss…”
Lu Guang Ming “showed his support” to Inspector Xie for another round, then clung to him for yet another. This time, even Xie Jia Hua began to breathe heavily.
Lu Guang Ming lay on top of him, nibbling at his sweat-drenched chest muscles while laughing.
“If you’re free, how about we go hiking this weekend?”
At this, Xie Jia Hua lowered his head and glanced at him.
He wasn’t even willing to go for morning runs, and now he wanted to go hiking?
What kind of scheme is he plotting now?
Lu Guang Ming’s eyes curved into crescent moons as he smiled at him, shimmering with moisture—bright and cunning. Clearly, he was up to something.
In fact, Lu Guang Ming had been plotting this scheme for quite some time.
His ambition was both simple and lofty—he just wanted to top Xie Jia Hua.
This humble desire had lingered in his heart ever since he first met Xie Jia Hua. To begin with, the body part of Xie Jia Hua that had first caught his eye was his butt. Although, after “testing,” he found the other part equally excellent, he still couldn’t let go of that butt.
Inspector Xie maintained strict discipline and exercised year-round. Broad shoulders, a slim waist, long legs, and an extremely low body fat percentage—those lean, firm buttocks, tightly outlined by his police trousers, were both perky and restrained, exuding an irresistible allure.
Lu Guang Ming, a pure gay, had been a pure top before meeting Xie Jia Hua. Just looking at him was enough to make his nose bleed; he would get so worked up he felt restless.
It wasn’t as if he had never attempted to take the top position. He still remembered how he had stubbornly pestered Xie Jia Hua for two whole years without succeeding even once. Later, when he stayed at Xie Jia Hua’s home, he had once tried to take advantage of the morning while Xie Jia Hua was asleep—he even handcuffed him, intending to top him—but still failed, only to be flipped over and thoroughly “handled.”
Even now, although they were nominally in mutual love, every time they were intimate, the moment he reached toward Xie Jia Hua’s “vital point”, his wrist would be seized, and he would once again be firmly “handled.”
Lu Guang Ming was about to suffocate from holding it in. He knew Xie Jia Hua responded to softness rather than force, so he devised a grand plan.
First, he would begin with meticulous care and attention. For this, he needed to learn from He San San. He deliberately treated He Chu San to coffee (paid with Xie Jia Hua’s credit card) and filled an entire notebook with notes.
Upon returning home, he immediately put everything into practice—coming home on time every day, rolling up his sleeves to tackle housework. After two weeks of hard work, (perhaps due to psychological effect) he even felt like he could pinch out the shape of faint abdominal muscles.
Next came unrestrained displays of affection: hugging, clinging, acting cute, kissing, and posing seductively in bed to the fullest extent. Dinner had to be by candlelight, and fresh flowers had to be prepared every few days.
He would make Xie Jia Hua sink into the ocean of love, unable to extricate himself!
Finally, he needed to create the perfect opportunity to succeed.
He had to seize Xie Jia Hua’s weakness precisely—first soften him physically and emotionally through the earlier tactics, then land the decisive final blow!
And that opportunity lay in this very hiking trip!
Lu Guang Ming believed his plan was flawless.
On one hand, based on countless past experiences of their “two-person exercise”, he concluded that although Xie Jia Hua’s stamina far exceeded that of ordinary people, he would still eventually run out of strength.
On the other hand, he knew that although Xie Jia Hua appeared tough on the outside, he was actually soft-hearted toward him.
Therefore, during this hike, he would pretend to fall and get injured. Xie Jia Hua would then carry him down the mountain—first exhausting him. Then, under the pretense of foot pain, he would cling to him and coquettishly insist until Xie Jia Hua let him “enjoy himself”…
And thus, the grand plan would succeed!
Ahahahaha!
…
It had indeed been a long time since Xie Jia Hua had accompanied Lu Guang Ming, and he felt somewhat guilty. After some effort to rearrange his schedule, he actually managed to free up a weekend.
Early Saturday morning, Lu Guang Ming put on full hiking gear and, full of ambition, set out with Xie Jia Hua.
Lu Guang Ming deliberately stuffed a small stone into his shoe, grinding his ankle until the skin turned red and swollen. Halfway up the mountain, he secretly picked out the stone and tossed it away, then found an excuse to “twist” his ankle and fell to the ground, acting injured.
Xie Jia Hua took off his shoe to examine it. Although he felt suspicious about the unnatural-looking injury, he showed no sign of it on his face. Just as Lu Guang Ming had anticipated, he lifted him onto his back and began heading back down the mountain.
Lying on his back, Lu Guang Ming was delighted—not only because his scheme had succeeded, but also because Xie Jia Hua was doting on him.
He happily played with Xie Jia Hua’s hair one moment, then kissed his neck the next. When Xie Jia Hua turned his head and told him to stop messing around, he instead went and bit his ear.
Xie Jia Hua, tickled, misstepped—and the two of them tumbled onto the narrow mountain path, rolling down the steps with a series of thumps. Throughout it all, Xie Jia Hua held Lu Guang Ming tightly.
Fortunately, both were wearing full gear and didn’t hit any vital areas. However, when Xie Jia Hua tried to stand, he couldn’t.
Lu Guang Ming quickly took off his shoe to check—Xie Jia Hua’s ankle had already swollen badly.
“……”
Lu Guang Ming.
You reap what you sow.
He could only force himself to stand up and support Xie Jia Hua as they slowly made their way down the mountain.
Seeing how naturally Lu Guang Ming was now walking, Xie Jia Hua immediately realized he had been faking the injury earlier. Furious, he scolded him the entire way down. Lu Guang Ming, feeling guilty, unusually didn’t dare talk back.
…
After an hour, they finally reached the bottom. Lu Guang Ming hurriedly took Xie Jia Hua to the hospital for an X-ray. Fortunately, there was no fracture.
After finally getting Xie Jia Hua home, both of them were covered in dirt and grime. Lu Guang Ming helped him bathe, then cleaned up their things and washed himself. By the time everything was done, it was already three in the afternoon.
Director Lu, who usually lacked exercise, was utterly exhausted—half-dead, standing in the kitchen cooking noodles, yawning repeatedly.
Xie Jia Hua hopped over on one leg and shooed him away.
“Go take a nap. I’ll cook.”
Lu Guang Ming wanted to say something, but Inspector Xie shot him a glare. Lu Guang Ming shrank his neck and slunk back into the living room.
Restless, Lu Guang Ming went to the balcony to collect the laundry he had washed earlier. Bringing it back inside, he began ironing Xie Jia Hua’s shirt, looking every bit like a virtuous and obedient partner.
Xie Jia Hua poked his head out from the kitchen.
“Put that down! Go sleep on the sofa.”
Lu Guang Ming obediently took a small blanket and lay down on the sofa.
After twenty minutes, Xie Jia Hua woke him up. Still half-asleep, he sat at the table and ate noodles with narrowed eyes.
“Go on,” Xie Jia Hua said, frowning.
“Huh?” Lu Guang Ming pretended to be clueless.
“Be honest. What are you trying to do?”
“Huh?” Lu Guang Ming continued to play dumb.
“You think I can’t tell? You’ve been so attentive and clingy lately—what exactly are you after?”
Lu Guang Ming bit on his chopsticks.
“Nothing… I just like you, that’s all.”
Xie Jia Hua knocked the poor, abused chopstick out of his mouth.
“I know you like me. I like you too. But what exactly are you plotting?”
“Just…” Lu Guang Ming cupped his face and spoke softly, “I just wanted to dote on you… and top you.”
“What did you say?!” Xie Jia Hua raised his voice.
Lu Guang Ming gave up trying to save face.
“I said I want to top you! I can’t beat you in a fight, I can’t wear you down, I can’t even cuff you—you’re like some kind of monster! I can’t hold it in anymore, so I had to come up with something!”
“And your ‘something’ was to injure my foot like this?!” Xie Jia Hua lifted his slipper, revealing his foot wrapped like a rice dumpling.
Lu Guang Ming’s face fell.
“How was I supposed to know a violent big sweet potato like you could get hurt too? I just wanted to fake an injury so you’d carry me. It ended up like this—I feel bad too!”
“If you wanted to top me, couldn’t you just say it?!”
“I did say it! Did you forget?!”
Xie Jia Hua thought for a long time.
“Think carefully—when exactly did you say that?”
Lu Guang Ming remembered clearly and immediately began listing examples.
“That was before we got together,” Xie Jia Hua analyzed calmly. “At the time, I didn’t even know you liked me. I thought you just wanted a physical relationship. I didn’t want that kind of relationship with you.”
“Huh? Didn’t we get together right after our first time?”
“What misunderstanding do you have about ‘being together’?!!”
Lu Guang Ming had no misunderstanding at all—he was just pretending to tease him. But as he spoke, realization dawned on him, and he grinned from ear to ear.
“Hehehe… so you mean it’s actually okay?”
Xie Jia Hua’s face darkened.
“Not tonight.”
“Hehehe!”
“Wipe your drool!”
…
As soon as they got into bed that night, Lu Guang Ming found an excuse to wash Xie Jia Hua thoroughly from head to toe—including his butt—then immediately began making moves.
“I said tonight is not okay!” Xie Jia Hua snapped.
“Just a little advance payment. Brother Jia Hua is the most handsome—let me touch your butt.”
“If you keep this up, get off the bed!”
“Hehehe, you wouldn’t bear to. Go on, kick me off—come on.”
Xie Jia Hua kicked with his uninjured leg, sending both Lu Guang Ming and the blanket flying. Lu Guang Ming rolled along the edge of the bed, then made a comeback. With both hands, he yanked down Xie Jia Hua’s underwear and directly brought out “Deputy Xie”, taking him fully into his mouth in one bite.
After thoroughly licking and teasing, he sneakily moved his fingers downward.
Xie Jia Hua kicked again.
“Lu Guang Ming! Have you no shame?!”
Lu Guang Ming laughed at length, then climbed up and kissed him with the same mouth that had just been occupied.
“If you don’t have a thick skin, how could you ever get into bed with Inspector Xie? You’re off tomorrow anyway—you can sleep in. Why wait for another day? Let’s have some ‘fun’ tonight, okay?”He nibbled lightly on Xie Jia Hua’s earlobe. “Come on… alright? I’ll make you feel really good—really good…”
Xie Jia Hua’s ears turned red from the teasing.
To be honest, although he had relented verbally, he still felt a slight resistance to being topped by Lu Guang Ming. It wasn’t about pride—he didn’t have any rigid notions about “not being topped.” But he had always treated Lu Guang Ming, who was eight years younger, like a little madman he doted on. To be pinned beneath such a brat and handled like this—it just didn’t feel quite right.
Lu Guang Ming’s kissing skills were excellent. After kissing for a while, he moved down to lick his Adam’s apple, kneading his firm yet supple chest muscles.
Xie Jia Hua was indeed made very comfortable. Half resisting, half yielding, he endured it without resorting to force.
Lu Guang Ming slid back under the blanket, continuing to serve Xie Jia Hua with his lips and tongue, his slightly cool fingers circling at the base and along the sac. After bringing him to release once, he took advantage of his slightly unsettled state and began trailing his tongue downward along the inner thighs.
Xie Jia Hua shuddered and reached down to push his head away—but before he could, Lu Guang Ming had already begun to lick and tease his sensitive point, sending a soft tremor through his throat.
“Lu Guang Ming…”
Lu Guang Ming didn’t even lift his head. His laughter came out warm and heated, making the roots of Xie Jia Hua’s thighs tremble.
“I told you it would feel good. Next time, you should do this for me too.”
“I… ah… no way…” Xie Jia Hua gasped sharply as Lu Guang Ming curled his tongue and pushed it inside. He raised an arm to cover his face, unable to believe such sensual sounds were coming from his own throat.
It was clear that Lu Guang Ming had been planning this for a long time. His warm, wet tongue advanced step by step deeper inside, his fingers following closely behind, gradually opening him up.
Pleasure came wave after wave. Xie Jia Hua’s breathing grew heavier and heavier—he was almost on the verge of climax again.
But Lu Guang Ming reached out to block him.
“No, no—there’s still a long way to go.”
Xie Jia Hua kicked him lightly on the shoulder.
Lu Guang Ming chuckled, smoothly lifting his leg and resting it over his shoulder.
“You’re already so soft back there… I’m going in now.”
As he spoke, he pushed his aroused member inside.
Xie Jia Hua immediately tensed up, clenching so tightly it made Lu Guang Ming ache.
“—Hiss!” Lu Guang Ming sucked in a sharp breath. “Wait, wait—don’t tense up. Why are you acting like it’s your first time…?”
Xie Jia Hua glared at him fiercely. Lu Guang Ming shuddered, nearly overstimulated into climax.
“Y-you… is this really your first time? At your age, it’s your first time?”
Xie Jia Hua swung at his head, but Lu Guang Ming dodged. He bent down, hugging Xie Jia Hua’s waist, laughing so hard that even the part of him still inside trembled along with him.
“What? I actually got Brother Jia Hua’s first time?!”
Seeing that Xie Jia Hua was about to hit him again, he mischievously thrust deeper. Xie Jia Hua’s waist went weak at once, and he cursed through gritted teeth:
“Lu Guang Ming!”
“Hahahaha!” Lu Guang Ming laughed until his eyes narrowed into slits, looking more and more like a sly fox whose scheme had succeeded. “Don’t be mad, don’t be mad. I said I’d make you feel good—I’ll take good care of you, Brother Jia Hua.”
He began to move gently inside Xie Jia Hua.
Xie Jia Hua was truly very tight. Unlike his steel-like exterior, his body within was as soft and warm as his heart. With ample lubricant, it was moist and slick, clinging in a wet, almost indecent way—resisting when he entered, yet holding onto him when he withdrew.
Lu Guang Ming restrained his more primal instincts, exploring slowly, savoring every inch as Xie Jia Hua let out faint, fractured sounds. From his perspective, Xie Jia Hua’s full chest muscles were coated with a thin sheen of sweat; the firm peaks seemed almost dewy, translucent with moisture. His slightly furrowed brows and resolute facial lines were half-hidden behind those heaving muscles—
He was the one inside Xie Jia Hua.
He was the one making him tremble and voice such sounds.
Unable to hold back, he suddenly sped up.
Xie Jia Hua immediately tightened, clamping his legs around Lu Guang Ming’s waist—both of them feeling the strain. Lu Guang Ming simply pressed both hands against his chest, kneading hard, while driving forward more forcefully.
“Lu… ha… Lu Guang Ming…” Xie Jia Hua gasped sharply, calling his name through clenched teeth.
“Endure it… ha… just endure it.” Lu Guang Ming bent down to kiss him, grinding deliberately against his most sensitive spot. “Does it feel good? Going a bit faster… can feel good too…”
Xie Jia Hua bit down on Lu Guang Ming’s shoulder, breathing raggedly. Waves of sensation burst in his mind with each thrust. The stimulation was entirely different from before—it spread like a web, radiating from deep within to every part of his body.
He did feel good—but he refused to admit that this comfort was brought by Lu Guang Ming, this little rascal. He suppressed his sounds, unwilling to lose face. Yet Lu Guang Ming was merciless, relentlessly working that point, giving him no reprieve.
His heated arousal dripped continuously in Lu Guang Ming’s hand, yet was still firmly restrained. In frustration, he bit down hard on Lu Guang Ming’s shoulder again—only to be met with an even fiercer rhythm that drew out a string of sharp, breathless sounds.
“Ha… let it out, Brother Jia Hua.”
“Ah… Lu Guang Ming… Lu… ah…”
“I’m going to release inside.”
“Wha—no, you’re not allowed! You—ah! Ngh—!”
Xie Jia Hua clutched Lu Guang Ming’s neck, trembling all over. The dual stimulation overwhelmed him, and he released into Lu Guang Ming’s hand.
Panting, he reached down to feel where they were joined—only to find no condom at all. He could hardly believe it—this brat had actually released inside him!
He was a model, civilized top—every time he had been with Lu Guang Ming, he had always used protection. And this brat hadn’t worn one?!
And after doing it, the little bastard even lewdly reached down to touch his lower abdomen.
“Let me feel where it went.”
“Lu Guang Ming—!!!”
“Ah—pain! Ahhh, pain! Murdering your own husband! I’m still inside you—I’m going to break in there!”
…
After a round of scuffling, Lu Guang Ming—his face flushed and swollen from being pinched—got off the bed to fetch the medical kit, saying he would check Xie Jia Hua’s foot injury.
After confirming there was no problem, Lu Guang Ming took out several cotton swabs (who knew when he had put them into the kit) and said he would clean him up.
Xie Jia Hua glared at him fiercely but, half-trusting and half-doubting, followed his instructions and got into a kneeling position.
The cleaning was indeed done properly.
But just as he finished, Lu Guang Ming applied some oil—and smoothly went in again.
“Lu Guang Ming—?!”
“That felt really good just now, didn’t it? You can’t bear to hit me—you really can’t.”
Can’t bear it, my ass!
Xie Jia Hua lay face-down on the pillow, trembling with anger. Meanwhile, Lu Guang Ming continued moving, cheerfully chattering as he did:
“You called my name at least a hundred times tonight—I’m so happy.”
“Get out and put on a condom!” Xie Jia Hua roared.
Lu Guang Ming was practically overjoyed.
That sentence meant: you can do it—but wear protection.
Which, translated further, meant: as long as you wear one, you can do it however you like.
He put one on and resumed, kissing all over Xie Jia Hua’s sweat-damp back.
“I like you so much! Hehehe! I really, really like you!”
Xie Jia Hua felt like he was being licked by a mad dog, lying there with his hips raised, hugging the pillow and rolling his eyes.
…
After a night-long battle, Director Lu, who had exerted tremendous effort, was completely exhausted. In the end, half-asleep and muddle-headed, he cleaned Xie Jia Hua up, then hugged his Brother Jia Hua tightly and fell asleep immediately.
…
At six o’clock the next morning, Xie Jia Hua woke up due to his biological clock. With his injured leg, he couldn’t get out of bed for his morning run, so he could only lie there awake, listening to Lu Guang Ming snoring lightly and contentedly.
Although he had rested for several hours, there was still a lingering, burning soreness.
Xie Jia Hua glanced at Lu Guang Ming, who was sleeping soundly, then cautiously reached back to check himself.
The more he thought about it, the more he felt that giving in to this little rascal on a moment of softness had truly been a mistake.
However, the little rascal was truly very happy. They had known each other for nearly three years—yet it was rare to see him this genuinely happy from the bottom of his heart. No, rather, ever since they had gotten “together”, Lu Guang Ming had been growing happier day by day, in a way that came from deep within.
Xie Jia Hua let out a soft sigh.
Forget it—so long as he’s happy, that’s enough.
He reached out and gently touched the faintly upturned corners of Lu Guang Ming’s lips.
Lu Guang Ming slept lightly. Half-asleep, he burrowed into Xie Jia Hua’s arms and held him tightly. Xie Jia Hua stroked his hair again.
…
Less than two hours later, a call came from Lu Guang Ming’s colleague, saying that there was progress on a case and asking him to return to work immediately for overtime.
Still drowsy to the point of collapse, Lu Guang Ming leaned against the wall, swaying as he brushed his teeth and washed his face. After putting on his suit, he ran back to Xie Jia Hua, clinging to him and asking him to tie his tie.
While he was washing up, Xie Jia Hua got up and fried an egg, making a simple sandwich for him to eat on the way.
Lu Guang Ming, eating from the bowl while eyeing the pot, took the sandwich with a grin and asked,
“Can we ‘have some fun’ again tonight when I come back?”
“No! I have work tomorrow!”
Lu Guang Ming immediately looked dejected. He lowered his head to put on his shoes, but after thinking it over, he brightened up again.
“Then when you’re off next week—we’ll do it then, deal?”
“I never agreed to that. Hurry up and go!”
Lu Guang Ming still insisted on getting a long, lingering “going-to-work kiss” before finally leaving happily.
Xie Jia Hua acted tough with his words, but in truth, that sweet smile had softened his heart completely. Sitting on the sofa, he held his forehead, questioning his own resolve.
…
After breakfast, he supported his aching waist and, standing on his injured foot, slowly shuffled around the house, intending to do some chores. But Lu Guang Ming had cleaned so thoroughly over the past few days that there was nothing left to do. In the end, he could only go downstairs to check the mailbox and collect the newspaper.
Along with the newspaper came a stack of household bills.
Strangely, among them was a credit card statement sent by the bank, addressed in his own name.
Xie Jia Hua didn’t think much of it—he remembered that credit card had been sitting unused in a drawer for quite some time. He casually tore it open and glanced at it, about to toss it aside—then frowned and picked it back up.
Printed on the statement was a long list of charges.
Looking at the transaction locations—they were all from the same flower company.
And the dates of purchase perfectly matched the times when the flowers in the vase on the coffee table had been replaced.
“……”
Using his credit card to buy flowers to dote on him—
and then sleep with him.
“Lu—Guang—Ming!!!”
That stingy little brat!!!
The Grand Plan, END.
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