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the 7th of February
- Get up! Get uuuup! – Jiang Cheng growled, leaning over the bed, annoyed.
It was getting seriously late.
- No... nooo... Nope! Mmmm... - Lan Xichen just turned in the bed, plopping a pillow over his ear.
- Get up, moron! You have to drive me to town! Just whose was the brilliant idea of this ugly-ass house, so far from the city?! – he huffed, his hands on his hips.
Lan Huan removed the protective pillow from his face – he expected blows, coming from all directions, any minute now. He grinned.
- Mine! - he answered proudly.
- I see. – Jiang Cheng scoffed. – So you, little boy, just ran away from home, huh?
- Don't mock me! – Lan Xichen pouted, getting more awake in the process. – You haven't met my mother... And you don't know my... father...
Jiang Cheng suddenly blushed.
It was true. He had no idea where his lover's parents' house was, he had never even cared to check online how they looked. Was it wrong? Was it so very wrong that he never even cared?
He bit his lips and sat down on the bed, just next to Lan Huan's lazily sprawling body. Continuing his own thoughts, he now just mumbled:
- Yes. Because I only care about you. Just you. No one else.
Lan Xichen smirked and removed some dark strands of messy hair from his face.
- Yes. Yes. This is why I love you so. – came the short, but sure answer.
Quite helpless, he leaned in over the warm, sleepy body and placed a small quick kiss over the throbbing artery of the neck. Lan Huan moaned a little, and reached out to grab him and drag him into the bed for more cuddling and petting, but Jiang Cheng avoided that quite swiftly.
- No. – he scoffed. – Get your ass outta bed. Now! It's gonna be a busy day! Come on!
- Yes, little wife! - Lan Huan chirped; this, all of this, was starting to feel like his little wife taking care of things indeed.
- Dumbass... - Jiang Cheng only mumbled, but blushed intensely.
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Yesterday evening and yesterday night had been spent in awkward hiding and tiptoeing around the house, which made the young bartender extremely suspicious, but also quite amused to watch the massive figure of Lan Xichen trying his best to be sneaky. This kind of behavior could mean only one thing – his lover had done something wrong, and was now trying to cover his tracks.
And Lan Huan himself was at a loss – he had absolutely no idea where to hide his engagement ring! No place around the huge house seemed safe enough to him, and he was entering and exiting locked rooms he hadn't been in for years now, trying to do it stealthily, but only turning up his lover's curiosity to 100.
His rational mind was telling him that Jiang Cheng had never had any interest in his house, not really, and he basically only went into the kitchen, the bedroom, and the bathroom, the bare minimum, but then – his heart was also whispering to him that if his fiancé found his ring sooner than planned – he would never forgive himself!
