When Yan Han was a child, he grew up in this house, which carried many childhood memories—though, of course, those memories were not all pleasant. After growing up, he moved out, only occasionally staying here in special circumstances, like during the New Year.
So, staying here today was both surprising and shocking.
The room was in a European vintage style, large and filled with Yan Han’s personal items. Even though he didn’t stay over often, his father would still have people clean and tidy the room regularly, so it looked neat and clean.
Originally, there was no body wash or shampoo, but since Pei Lang had decided to stay, the butler hurriedly provided toiletries and thoughtfully prepared two sets.
After entering the room, Pei Lang jumped down from Yan Han’s arms and began looking around.
Yan Han went to the bedroom to get new pajamas and handed them to him. “You should go take a shower first.”
Pei Lang took the pajamas and rushed into the bathroom for a relaxing shower. When he came out, he saw Yan Han sitting seriously, reading a book. The book’s cover was yellowed, suggesting it had been there for some time; it was unclear when Yan Han had used it as extracurricular reading.
The pajamas Yan Han gave him were large and long, with sleeves that covered his entire hand. The pants were so long that they needed to be rolled up twice to avoid dragging on the floor. Yan Han, sitting down, was already quite tall and imposing. Standing up, he was even more striking.
“Do you need my help?” When this room was still used by Yan Han, his legs were normal, so some facilities weren’t as complete as those at home. Worried that Yan Han might encounter some trouble while showering, Pei Lang casually asked.
For some reason, when Yan Han saw his personal clothes worn by someone else, he didn’t feel disturbed by it. Instead, he felt a sense of possessiveness being satisfied, almost wanting to pull the person into his arms and hug them tightly.
Earlier, when Pei Lang had sat obediently in his arms to put on a show in front of Yan Xiuyuan, the feeling had lingered in his mind.
“No need, I’m fine.” Yan Han replied, afraid that if he stayed any longer, he wouldn’t be able to resist doing something. The domineering bosses in the books always acted forcefully and bullied people until they were crying pitifully. It wasn’t that he didn’t want to—it was just that he didn’t dare. Lacking experience, he was afraid of doing something wrong and making things worse.
Yan Han hastily took the pajamas and rushed into the bathroom.
The room didn’t have a sofa, but there was a rocking chair, so Pei Lang decided to make do with it for the night. There was an extra silk quilt in the wardrobe. Pei Lang grabbed one and laid it over the chair, then opened his phone to browse the trending news.
Not long after, Yan Han came out. His pajamas were all quite simple. The one he wore was the same style as Pei Lang’s. Seeing it this way, it almost gave off a couple’s outfit vibe.
After scanning the room, Yan Han noticed where Pei Lang was and walked over. “Don’t sleep here, find another spot.”
Pei Lang, snuggled in the rocking chair, looked confused. “Do you want me to sleep on the floor?” Sleeping on the floor wasn’t the worst option; he could turn around. The rocking chair was small and difficult to move in.
“My bed is very big,” Yan Han said seriously.
Pei Lang was silent for a moment… Was he inviting me to share his bed? It wasn’t like it was impossible, but… In this world, where there are gay people everywhere, sleeping with a man isn’t exactly safe.
“Do you want my father to know we’re sharing a room but sleeping separately?” Pei Lang’s hesitation made Yan Han feel a bit defeated, so he brought up his father.
“But how would they know we’re sleeping separately?”
“The butler was trained as a detective; any little clue is evidence. Don’t think you can escape his eyes.”
“…” Pei Lang was shocked. “Your family really is… full of hidden talents.” He believed Yan Han’s lie.
“What are you afraid of with two men sleeping together? We’re legally married. Even if something happens, it’s normal. Besides, do you think I could do anything to you in this condition?” When Yan Han said this, he sounded a little sad. If he were in good health, maybe Pei Lang would even take the initiative to like him. Things would be easier.
Yan Han made a valid point. Even though Pei Lang knew martial arts, even without them, Yan Han couldn’t overpower a normal man who was nearly 1.8 meters tall. Sleeping together wasn’t a big deal—it was just sharing a bed. In college, he often had to squeeze into a bed with his roommates; it wasn’t anything unusual.
“Alright, let’s go. Let me see how big your bed is.” Pei Lang jumped out of the rocking chair and pushed Yan Han toward the bedroom.
The bed was indeed very big. The butler had already made it up and the sheets and duvet were clean, with a faint, fresh fragrance.
When Pei Lang lifted the blanket, he found a bunch of strange things in the bed. Curious, he picked one up and saw a series of French letters he couldn’t understand. “What are all these things on your bed? My French isn’t great, can you take a look?”
Pei Lang handed two of them over. Yan Han took them, bringing them closer to the bedside lamp to examine. After a moment, his ears quietly turned red and the little chibi on his shoulder holding a small fox, shyly hid back under the covers, too embarrassed to come out.
Pei Lang noticed and couldn’t help but feel curious.
“Why the big reaction? Can you tell what they are?”
“They’re…” Yan Han stuffed everything back into the bedside drawer. “It’s a set of XX and lubricant, ahem~” As he said this, Yan Han coughed tactically, explaining, “It must be what the butler prepared for us.”
“Ah…” Pei Lang, equally embarrassed, didn’t know what to say. “So, we won’t get caught by tomorrow, right?” What am I even saying? Do we need to use them?
Pei Lang, always quick with his words, almost wished he could bite his own tongue. He glanced at Yan Han and, seeing that he was just as uncomfortable, felt a little more at ease.
Yan Han offered a solution: “We can just put them in our pockets and take them tomorrow. ” Pei Lang let out a huge sigh of relief and climbed into bed.
“Alright, let’s sleep,” Pei Lang said, getting in bed first and covering his eyes to wait for Yan Han to climb in. His legs weren’t very mobile, so it was always awkward getting into bed. Yan Han had a strong sense of pride, so Pei Lang would cover his eyes to avoid embarrassment.
Though, based on the sounds and his imagination, he could more or less guess what was happening.
After Yan Han lay down, Pei Lang followed, lying side by side. When the lights went out and the darkness surrounded them, their conversation ended there.
It wasn’t the first time Pei Lang had shared a bed with a man, but it felt different with Yan Han. There was a bittersweet, tingling sensation, and he felt especially nervous and uncomfortable. This made it hard for Pei Lang to find a comfortable position. He didn’t want to turn over too much. He shifted his legs and arms slightly, but when the back of his hand accidentally brushed against Yan Han’s thigh, his heart started racing. Pei Lang nervously pressed his palm to his chest, afraid his heart might jump out.
What’s wrong with me? Why am I so nervous?
He took a deep breath and tried to adjust, but it didn’t help. Pei Lang suddenly realized something terrifying.
Could it be that I’ve turned gay? No, no way. I’ve spent over twenty years staying faithful to myself without liking anyone. It can’t just happen like this, can it? Have I fallen for Mr. Yan?
After realizing this, Pei Lang’s emotions became complicated. In the original story, Yan Han never liked Pei Lang, and his legs were injured for the person he loved—his “white moonlight”. He had a special place in his heart for them. Falling for such a person was tragic.
No, it must be because Mr. Yan’s presence is too overwhelming that I’m so nervous. That’s it. It has to be that.
Yan Han, who was also lost in his thoughts, was equally confused.
Having the person he liked lying next to him but being unable to do anything about it felt incredibly frustrating. Of course, his mind was filled with thoughts about the XX set and lubricant, but he had never really studied these things in detail before.
Half an hour later, neither of them could sleep. They both simultaneously took out their phones, instinctively searching for related information.
Pei Lang searched for some unspeakable images related to black P and men1refer to certain explicit or adult-themed content involving men, specifically using shorthand for terms related to pornography or sexual imagery.. Just the sight of them was so disgusting that he almost wanted to throw up. But it was enough to put his uneasy mind at rest.
I knew it! I’m still straight as an arrow.
Satisfied with his conclusion, Pei Lang fell asleep. Meanwhile, Yan Han searched for how to use the two items. As he continued, he opened a whole new world of knowledge. The flood of new information overwhelmed him. It took him the entire night to sort it all out.
He didn’t fall asleep until it was almost dawn. So when Pei Lang woke up, Yan Han was still asleep. Pei Lang didn’t feel like going downstairs alone, so he decided to lie in bed playing with his phone while waiting for Yan Han to wake up and go downstairs together.
They both slept until eleven o’clock. By then, Pei Lang was already hungry. When they went downstairs, Yan Xiuyuan, with dark circles under his eyes, was sitting at the dining table. He couldn’t help but look at Yan Han with a murderous glare.
They were just waking up now? How late did they stay up last night?
Yan Xiuyuan’s gaze repeatedly swept over Pei Lang’s neck, searching for any marks. Though he didn’t see any, he couldn’t help but feel certain that since they slept until noon, they must have done something last night.
The more Yan Xiuyuan thought about it, the angrier he became. He abandoned his composure entirely and, without waiting for Yan Han and Pei Lang to sit down, he started eating. The food in his mouth was chewed and swallowed viciously as if he were punishing it.
After they left, the butler entered the room and noticed that the items he had prepared were gone.
Gone, meaning they had most likely been used.
With a smile, the butler quietly passed the information to the old master, whose eyes immediately lit up. His gaze at Pei Lang was even more affectionate than yesterday. “Xiao Lang, you must have been tired last night. Come, eat more.”
“Thank you, Father.” Although Pei Lang didn’t understand why he felt like he had been tired last night, he still accepted the offer.
This was a tacit understanding, and it made Yan Xiuyuan so angry that he almost threw his bowl. But there were elders all around, even the butler, who had served the grandfather for many years. These were people he had to respect, so he couldn’t lose his temper so easily.
Seeing Yan Xiuyuan’s sour expression, Old Master Yan asked, “Xiuyuan, why do you look so bad? Did you not sleep well last night?”
“I’m used to sleeping in my own bed,” Yan Xiuyuan replied. “I didn’t sleep well last night.” As a grandson, Yan Xiuyuan didn’t often stay in the old house. “But it’s fine, Grandpa. After a few more nights, I’ll get used to it.”
While they were chatting, Yan Xiuyuan’s phone rang. Pei Lang glanced at it and saw that it was a call from Pei Ziqing.
The phone rang only twice before Yan Xiuyuan hung up. When the call came again, he turned the phone to silent and tossed it aside.
“Why didn’t you answer when Pei Ziqing called?” The situation between the two leads was getting more and more complicated, wasn’t it?
Pei Lang was worried. At this rate, when would he be able to complete his task?
The remark hit the mark, and Yan Xiuyuan’s face stiffened. Pei Ziqing now gave him the impression of someone who only knew how to cry and act weak, which was really annoying. Yan Xiuyuan grunted and said, “I’ll call him back after I finish eating.”
“Xiuyuan, Pei Ziqing took the initiative to contact you today. Don’t just leave him hanging. Xiao Lang is right—Pei Ziqing is anxious before the wedding. You should comfort him today. Every couple has their arguments.” Since his grandfather had said so, Yan Xiuyuan had to suppress his dissatisfaction.
He quickly nodded. “I understand.”
The two husbands are alike, looking at some yellow materials HAHA