I decided to break the chapter into two so this a double update I would have joined the two chapters but it would have been too long am also a reader and am sure readers out the don't really like very long chapters so I thought of you guys and broke it into two chapters
the next chapter be warned is a very descriptive mature scene.
As they walked hand in hand towards the room.
Lan Zhan brought out a scarf and tied it around the shorter man's eyes and before the shorter man could object he spoke up
"Wei Ying it a suprise trust me"
"Hmmm Lan Zhan your getting more romantic as each day passes i can't wait for more suprises from you"
He turned around to hug his husband's body "especially the ones that have to do with reserving inns like this"
"You talk to much" Lan Zhan said blushing knowing his husband might already have an idea. He hugged his husband's back tighter.
He led in him slowly and took the blind fold of his eyes
From his vision going dark to going bright he squinted a little the first thing that hit his eyes were the candles all around the room glowing red.
His heart pounded faster, he looked at Lan Zhan and saw his encouraging nod to go further.
He walked further inside the room and stepped on red roses, he bent down, picked one up and smelled it and smiled fighting the tears that threatened to come out.
All over the room the wasn't any single spot on the floor that wasn't covered in red petals.
He looked around the room and noticed the curtains were red the was a low table covereed with a silk red cloth he looked at it closely and realised it was shapped around the edges into a love shape he felt the first tear drop on his cheeks.
On the table lay a large box decorated in red Hanguang-Jun must have actually know he was obsessed with the colour red it was just to much he smiled and cried at the same time moving his hands to clean the tears on his cheeks.
The walls were painted in red and black with red love symbols on the black walls and vice versa.
He walked to were the bed was and noticed the red curtains surrounding the bed he shoved the curtains apart and saw just how huge in size the bed was.
To the left of the bed was a low table.
The was a candle burning and the smell he knew to well which had actually become his favourite sandalwood.
The bed was covered in a white, black and red silk sheet, on the bed the petals had been arranged into a love shape and in the middle of the love shape he saw his name in it. He couldn't hold back the tears they fell down staining his fair white cheeks.
His husband was not a man of many words he didn't need to spell out the words 'I love you ' it wasn't his style
Without the words he knew he was loved
It must have taken his husband a great time, money and effort to arrange the room to his taste he tried to wipe the tears but they just kept rolling down his eyes he turned around and look at Lan Zhan
Lan Zhan seeing his husband cry got him worried, he didn't understand didn't he like the surprise or had something entered his eyes to irritate it he wondered what happened.
He immediately rushed forward and held Wei Ying in his arms
"Wei Ying tears" he raised his hands to brush them away
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The trust between us
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