"Young man.... so wonderful."
The man whispered behind Yan Chi's ear, and vague words wrapped in warm breath from the man's lips were pouring into his ears. Yan Chi tugged the man's sleeve, and soon his waist and abdomen stiffened.
The man felt the cool thing Yan Chi had left in his hand, he chuckled and bit Yan Chi's left earlobe.
Just as he was about to take the next step, he heard Yan Chi's tired voice: "Yuxiu, stop creating trouble."
The man's movements came to an abrupt halt, and Shen Yuxiu retracted his hand angrily, complaining half-dissatisfiedly: "How come Xiuzhu guessed it was me, so quickly?"
Yan Chi still leaned against the inner wall of the barrel and closed his eyes sleepily. His thick and curled eyelashes followed the movement and covered his lower eyelids, covering all the emotions in his eyes.
"If it weren't for you, would I ever allow others to do whatever they want with me?"
He was still frightened.
If he hadn't been too familiar with Shen Yuxiu's touches and aura, he would have almost been thinking about how to break the deadlock with the merman who broke into his bath by mistake.
Shen Yuxiu was pleased by his words. He took the initiative to pick up the towel hanging on the edge of the barrel, soaked it with water, and tried to wipe it on Yan Chi's body.
But he was pushed away by Yan Chi.
"It's so dirty." Yan Chi looked down at the already turbid water, the disgust in his eyes was obvious.
Shen Yuxiu smiled as he put the towel back in its original position, "Do you still dislike your own...?"
Yan Chi turned his head and pursed his lips without saying anything. Shen Yuxiu wiped the dirt on his hands with clean water, then took Yan Chi's raised hand and took him out of the barrel.
The sudden leap into the air made Yan Chi subconsciously hug Shen Yuxiu's neck. The tips of his dripping wet hair stuck to his smooth back. The black crow's feather-like hair made his skin glisten as white as snow.
Shen Yuxiu's eyes turned red from being jabbed, and with the slight exertion from his hands, a few more fingerprints appeared on Yan Chi's waist.
"Be gentle, it hurts..."
Yan Chi was lying on the bed, leisurely enjoying the care of Master Shen, a pair of snow-white feet naughtily rubbed against Shen Yuxiu's back.
Shen Yuxiu who was already burning with desire due to all the taunting, grabbed Yan Chi's ankle, lowered his head, and kissed the raised knuckles.
Yan Chi, who didn't expect this, was stunned for a moment. With a pair of red tints on his cheeks, he tried to pull his foot out, when he failed, he lightly kicked Shen Yuxiu on the shoulder.
The two played around for a while, and Yan Chi panted and leaned on Shen Yuxiu's shoulder, playing with a strand of long hair hanging down from his chest, and asked unsteadily: "Why did you come to Fuxi Villa?"
The day before Yan Chi set out, he sent a letter to Shen Yuxiu, telling him that he would stay at Fuxi Villa for a few days.
He was not sure when he would return to Youdu. He originally planned to sneak back to Youdu after a few days, but he never thought that Shen Yuxiu would follow them to Fuxi Villa just after they left.
Shen Yuxiu kneeling on top of Yan Chi, lowered his head, took a nip on his bare chest, and said vaguely, "I missed you."
As soon as Shen Yuxiu left his mouth, he found two bright red teeth marks on Yan Chi's delicate skin. Yan Chi breathed lightly and pushed his chest: "Are you a dog?"
"Aren't you forbidden to go outside? Are you worried about them following you this far this time?"
Yan Chi arranged his clothes, sat up from the bed, picked up the hair tie on the bedside table, and tied up all the hair that was scattered behind his head.
Shen Yuxiu looked at Yan Chi with interest and said without shocking anyone: "That's why I came here to propose marriage to you."
"Oh," Yan Chi responded coldly, not realizing anything yet, "Really?"
When he recalled what Shen Yuxiu had just said, his watery eyes widened, his amber pupils filled with disbelief.
"What did you say? Propose marriage?"
Yan Chi had never had the luxury of being able to marry Shen Yuxiu, and his words were like a bolt from the blue, shaking his consciousness to pieces.
Shen Yuxiu was extremely satisfied with his reaction. He put his arm around Yan Chi's shoulders, tilting his head, and kissed him on the cheek, saying, "The matchmaker is still sitting in the carriage behind me. I couldn't wait to see you so I came ahead riding on the horse myself. I have already clarified my relationship with you to my parents, and this time I am here for the matchmaking with you."
"Calculating the time, they should be arriving soon. Come out with me, beloved Xiuzhu."
Yan Chi had already been dumbfounded. Whatever Shen Yuxiu said went above his head, he followed Shen Yuxiu and was led out of the independent courtyard.
At this time, the matchmaker in bright red and green clothes just stepped out of the carriage and was welcomed in by the servants of the villa.
Everyone thought that someone had come to act as a matchmaker for Miss Jingshu in the villa. Many maids and servants gathered together to discuss the famous young master in Youdu.
"I think the young master from the Song family in the north of the city is pretty good, he's quite charming."
"The noble playboy in the west of the city is also pretty good. I heard that he will make a big splash in this year's Spring Festival. Many girls are rushing to let the matchmaker do their bidding!"
It wasn't until the matchmaker explained the purpose of her visit and knew that she was here to mediate with their eldest son, that everyone was so shocked that they couldn't close their jaws.
"This Young Master Shen is very talented and handsome. I think he is a perfect match for Young Master Yan. Although the Shen family is not as rich and powerful as the Yan family, this Young Master Shen gained the title of the current crown prince at a young age. Appreciate it, many people say he can win next year's top pick in one swoop!"
The matchmaker waved her handkerchief, her face was smeared with thick powder. When she smiled, the powder fell to the ground, making Yan Cheng step back.
"I have never seen this person... Mr. Shen...?"
"Oh, it's okay if you haven't met before. As far as I know, the two young masters have a very good personal relationship. They must have already understood each other."
Yan Cheng frowned and said, "But at this age..."
The matchmaker waved her handkerchief and gave Yan Cheng a feigned look: "It's no big deal at this age. The son of Lao Zhuang's family, the richest man in the east of the city, also married a daughter-in-law several years older than him. Now, people, The couple is Qin Se and Ming, and they have several children."
After saying that, the matchmaker looked at Song Jinshu, sitting next to Yan Cheng, and her cheeks froze with laughter: "Do you know how to love others at a young age?"
Yan Cheng was speechless, Song Jinshu turned his head covered his mouth, and laughed.
He rarely had the opportunity to see Yan Cheng deflated and unable to speak a word.
His smile gave the matchmaker the motivation to perform, and she immediately talked eloquently about many private affairs among the people, which made Song Jinshu blush and hide behind Yan Cheng.
"This matter must be approved by my eldest brother himself. In our Yan family, there are never any orders from our parents. The best thing is to like the other."
After hearing this, Song Jinshu pursed his lips and smiled, still holding the hem of Yan Cheng's clothes.
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