YPHC Chapter 68

They had already kissed many…

 

Jiang Nan’an looked at the screen on his phone, then raised his eyes to look at the real Yan Jie in front of him, as if he hadn’t quite processed what was happening.

 

Seeing this, Yan Jie couldn’t help but smile. He stepped into the room, closed the door behind him, then curved his eyes and opened his arms toward Jiang Nan’an.

 

After making eye contact for a moment, Jiang Nan’an understood his intention and stepped forward to embrace him.

 

The satisfaction Yan Jie felt in that moment was indescribable. He buried his face in Jiang Nan’an’s neck, taking a deep breath, and couldn’t resist kissing his earlobe.

 

“…I missed you so much.”

 

After quietly embracing him for a moment, Yan Jie remembered what he had seen following Jiang Nan’an earlier. With a slight raise of his eyebrow, he mischievously moved his hand behind his back and, quick as lightning, snatched Jiang Nan’an’s phone.

 

The video was still playing. Looking at the familiar video on the screen, Yan Jie smiled and said:

 

“Oh? I was wondering why my precious, who usually can’t even be bothered to open Moments, suddenly became a phone-addicted teenager walking while glued to his screen. So you were watching me? Well, in that case, I understand.”

 

“Mm.” Jiang Nan’an released Yan Jie, nodded, removed his earphones, and put them aside along with the phone Yan Jie had returned:

 

“Inspecting your work.”

 

“Oh? So is the boss satisfied with Little Spring’s work? Does Little Spring’s professional dedication pass the test?”

 

“Acceptable.”

 

He’s really been filming a period drama, his speech has become so formal and reserved.

 

How amusing.

 

“Why did you come?”

 

Only now did Jiang Nan’an think to ask:

 

“Do you need something?”

 

“I missed you, of course. Whether I have business or not, I wanted to see you.”

 

“How did you get here? Weren’t you still streaming at noon?”

 

“Mm, as soon as I ended the stream, I took a flying taxi…” Halfway through his sentence, Yan Jie paused slightly, realizing:

 

“So you were watching my stream?”

 

Jiang Nan’an blanked for a moment, as if he had imperceptibly sighed, before admitting:

 

“Mm… inspecting your work.”

 

Seeing that Jiang Nan’an wanted to slip away, Yan Jie quickly embraced him from behind:

 

“That’s not right, I follow you, so when you enter the livestream there should be a notification. What’s this, the boss inspecting Little Spring’s work has to use a small account for an undercover visit?”

 

“…There were too many people in your livestream, many guessed it was me.”

 

Jiang Nan’an quietly allowed himself to be embraced:

 

“I haven’t logged into that account for a long time.”

 

“Oh-” Yan Jie quickly seized on the key point:

 

“So you’ve been using a small account to watch my livestreams for a long time, but I just never noticed? The boss really cares about Little Spring-”

 

Jiang Nan’an gave a cold laugh:

 

“You’re so good at reading comprehension, being a game streamer is a waste of your talent, you should teach elementary school Chinese.”

 

“So I’m right?”

 

“…”

 

Jiang Nan’an didn’t answer yes or no, instead changing the subject:

 

“When did you arrive?”

 

Yan Jie knew he was embarrassed, but didn’t expose him. He just affectionately kissed his cheek and released him, answering:

 

“I only streamed for an hour, then came over. When I arrived, you all hadn’t finished filming yet, so I watched you guys shooting for a while. Our Teacher Xiao Shan looks so good and acts so well.”

 

“?” Jiang Nan’an raised his eyebrows in surprise.

 

This meant Yan Jie had been there for quite some time, mingling among the staff all afternoon without him noticing:

 

“The production doesn’t allow outsiders, how did you get in?”

 

“Me? Of course I have my ways.”

 

Yan Jie smiled mysteriously at him, and as he looked up, his gaze casually swept across the hotel suite, his sharp eyes quickly spotting two unopened packages of meat floss bread on the table.

 

Yan Jie had an eagle-like intuition when it came to Jiang Nan’an’s eating habits, and immediately asked:

 

“You haven’t eaten dinner, right? Look at you all busy half the night, sigh, being an actor isn’t easy either.”

 

“Mm, not yet.”

 

Jiang Nan’an answered, pausing slightly, as if reminded of something by these words.

 

Then, he silently walked inside, and as he passed the table, seemingly casually picked up the two bags of bread, and while getting mineral water, hid them in the corner of the water box.

 

Yan Jie was particularly persistent about eating properly, like an NPC with a tricky program-once the key words were triggered, he would activate a punishment mechanism and start brainwashing the player with a thousand-word essay on eating.

 

Jiang Nan’an had witnessed this countless times. If Yan Jie saw these two pieces of bread now… he really couldn’t risk it.

 

The route for hiding the bread had been carefully designed. He thought his operation was smooth and flawless, not knowing everything had already fallen into Yan Jie’s eyes.

 

Yan Jie tried hard not to laugh out loud.

 

He pretended not to see, cleared his throat a couple of times, and took out his phone to open a food delivery app:

 

“So what do you want to eat tonight?”

 

“Don’t know, you decide.”

 

“Ah, alright.”

 

Yan Jie responded while browsing the food delivery app and walking toward the mineral water box in the corner:

 

“Let me have a bottle of your water, Teacher Diao.”

 

“?” Jiang Nan’an watched his movements vigilantly, wanting to speak but hesitating.

 

Yan Jie bent down to take water from the box and, of course, very intentionally discovered the two small meat floss breads in the corner of the box, picking them up by the edge of the packaging to examine:

 

“Huh? Bread?”

 

Jiang Nan’an, who was pretending to drink water but actually monitoring Yan Jie’s movements, quickly averted his gaze: “Hmm?”

 

“Why are there two breads in the water box? They look quite tasty.”

 

“Ahem…” Jiang Nan’an cleared his throat lightly, capping his water bottle:

 

“Leftovers from breakfast.”

 

“Oh, I thought so. My baby promised me he would eat properly, he definitely wouldn’t secretly keep bread as a main meal.”

 

“Mm.”

 

“And he wouldn’t think that because his assistant is sick and filming ran late, no one would care, so he could be lazy about eating properly and make do with these small snacks.”

 

“…”

 

“I trust him, he definitely never thought of using these two delicious meat floss breads as tonight’s dinner.”

 

Yan Jie sat down beside Jiang Nan’an, dangling the bread bags in front of his eyes:

 

“And he definitely wouldn’t feel guilty and worried about being held accountable by me, so he secretly hid the bread in the corner of the box.”

 

Yan Jie curved his eyes and raised his eyebrows at Jiang Nan’an:

 

“The bread must have fallen in there by accident, right?”

 

“…” Jiang Nan’an didn’t say “right” or “not right.”

 

He nodded firmly and said:

 

“I think your reasoning is very sound. If one day you give up your career as a game streamer, and you don’t want to teach elementary school Chinese, perhaps you could consider setting up shop as a private detective.”

 

“Really?” Yan Jie’s smile deepened as he leaned closer:

 

“Then these two small breads are truly heinous criminals, daring to hide away quietly, almost making me misunderstand and think that our Teacher Xiao Shan hasn’t been keeping his promise to me, not only planning to skimp on dinner but also secretly hiding the evidence, adding to his crimes…”

 

Yan Jie’s oppressive presence was too strong, or perhaps it was because Jiang Nan’an truly felt guilty. He avoided Yan Jie’s eyes, his hands making the plastic water bottle creak with his grip.

 

But Yan Jie wasn’t about to let him off:

 

“Our Teacher Xiao Shan hasn’t done that, and never will, right?”

 

“.” Every time Yan Jie moved closer, Jiang Nan’an would move a little further away, then a little more.

 

Eventually, he was cornered at the edge of the sofa with nowhere to escape, and had no choice but to look up and meet Yan Jie’s smiling eyes.

 

Jiang Nan’an didn’t like to lie, but he really didn’t want to admit his “crime” and then listen to Yan Jie’s lecture.

 

So, three seconds after Yan Jie asked that question, he made a decision-

 

He slightly raised his chin, leaned in toward Yan Jie, and voluntarily kissed his cheek.

 

Feeling the warm, soft touch on his cheek, realizing what Jiang Nan’an had done, Yan Jie’s pupils dilated in shock.

 

He…

 

He he he…

 

Even though they had already kissed many, many times, Yan Jie’s mind still went blank at moments like this.

 

Because this was the first time Jiang Nan’an had taken the initiative to kiss him, even if it was just on the cheek.

 

No way.

 

He was clearly doing this to escape questioning and cover up his crime! What kind of person was Yan Jie? Would he give up holding him accountable for such a small favor?!

 

…Well, fine.

 

He succeeded.

 

Yan Jie sat up straight, moved a bit further away, cleared his throat, and began frantically refreshing the food delivery app while raising his hand to touch the spot where Jiang Nan’an had kissed him:

 

“Ahem, what do you want to eat? Squirrel-shaped mandarin fish? Buddha Jumps Over the Wall?… There don’t seem to be many good restaurants around here. Maybe I should just rent a place nearby and cook for you myself…”

 

“No need, something light would be fine.”

 

Seeing that the previous topic had passed, Jiang Nan’an finally relaxed.

 

He secretly glanced at Yan Jie.

 

Actually, he wasn’t that difficult to deal with, quite easy to coax.

 

It was getting late, so they should indeed eat something light. Yan Jie browsed through the delivery app for a long time before finally finding a porridge and pastry shop, ordering two bowls of white porridge and several baskets of shrimp dumplings for dinner.

 

Jiang Nan’an was accustomed to chewing slowly, eating very deliberately. Yan Jie, having finished his meal, sat across from him watching.

 

This was one of his favorite things to do when spending time with Jiang Nan’an-watching Teacher Jiang eat was truly a pleasure.

 

“How long will you stay this time?”

 

Jiang Nan’an asked as he sat at the table sipping his porridge in small mouthfuls.

 

“I don’t know, how long do you want me to stay?” Yan Jie threw the question back to Jiang Nan’an.

 

Jiang Nan’an couldn’t answer, so he changed the question:

 

“Where are you staying?”

 

“Me? I don’t have a place to stay.”

 

Yan Jie pretended to sigh, starting to play the victim:

 

“I missed you so much that I rushed here without thinking about anything, forgetting that humans need a warm little bed to sleep in at night. What should I do? I can only sleep on the street. Oh, I happened to see a big yellow dog nearby when I arrived. Maybe I’ll go down later and negotiate with Brother Dog about squeezing in with him.”

 

Of course, sharing a den with a dog was impossible. Yan Jie had already booked a room at this hotel before coming, and the room card was in his pocket right now. But he was just being mischievous, wanting to tease his Teacher Diao.

 

“…”

 

After hearing his grand plan to compete with a stray dog for a den, Jiang Nan’an didn’t comment. He just picked up another shrimp dumpling, put it in his mouth, and quietly chewed with lowered eyes.

 

He didn’t follow along with the joke, nor did he respond with sarcasm. This reaction wasn’t quite right.

 

Yan Jie sat across from him observing his expression, just about to say something to smooth things over when he suddenly met Jiang Nan’an’s gaze as he looked up.

 

“You can stay here.”

 

“I… what?” Yan Jie was stunned for a moment, not quite following, his brain short-circuiting:

 

“Sleep on the floor or on the sofa?”

 

Jiang Nan’an tugged at the corner of his lips:

 

“If you feel the two-meter bed isn’t good enough for you, I won’t object to that either.”

 

“…It’s good enough! Of course it’s good enough! Perfect match, top configuration, match made in heaven!”

 

Yan Jie hadn’t expected such good fortune in this world and was smiling, about to say something when he heard the second half of Jiang Nan’an’s statement:

 

“Then you stay here, and I’ll go stay next door. That room is mine too.”

 

The big smile that had just begun to form on Yan Jie’s face froze.

 

After being frozen for a few seconds, he laughed in exasperation:

 

“Great, I got excited for nothing. I thought…”

 

“Thought what?”

 

“Thought…”

 

Thought we were fast-forwarding to the ‘thousand years of cultivation to share a pillow’ stage.

 

But saying that out loud would be too embarrassing, so Yan Jie swallowed the words.

 

Just then, Jiang Nan’an finished the last shrimp dumpling, and Yan Jie paused this topic, standing up to clear the dishes.

 

It was getting late, and Jiang Nan’an had to work early tomorrow. No more teasing him; he’d clean up the trash and go back to his own room to sleep.

 

But while cleaning up the packaging boxes, he happened to catch Jiang Nan’an’s half-smiling gaze from across the table.

 

Seeing him look over, Jiang Nan’an averted his eyes but couldn’t hide the smile at the corner of his lips.

 

A light flashed in Yan Jie’s mind:

 

“Well, well, Jiang Nan’an, you’re playing with me, aren’t you?”

 

Jiang Nan’an stood up to leave:

 

“I was just helping you test the feasibility of your plan.”

 

“What plan?”

 

“‘Negotiate with Brother Dog about squeezing in with him.'”

 

Well, well, he was indirectly calling him a dog, wasn’t he?

 

He couldn’t let him get away with this.

 

Yan Jie chased after him, wrapped his arms around his waist, and tickled his sensitive spots.

 

Jiang Nan’an lost his balance from the playful attack, and as he struggled, they both fell onto the sofa.

 

The weight of the two men made the sofa sink down. Yan Jie fell on top of Jiang Nan’an, making sure to protect his head with his hand as they fell.

 

Their breaths intertwined, and after looking at him for a moment, Yan Jie couldn’t resist leaning down to kiss the corner of Jiang Nan’an’s still-smiling lips:

 

“So, are you willing to sleep with me or not?”

 

Jiang Nan’an’s gaze slowly moved from his eyes to his lips, raising an eyebrow slightly, and asked:

 

“You want to sleep with me now?”

 

Yan Jie really had to laugh:

 

“What are you thinking? I explained it clearly to you before, didn’t I? We’re not talking about that now, just purely sleeping together. Actually, I booked a room. I was planning to coax you through dinner and then quickly go back to be lonely and cold by myself, but your joke has stirred up my addiction, and you have to take responsibility.”

 

“What addiction?”

 

“My Xiao Jiang addiction. Teacher Jiang is handsome, warm, and fragrant. I want to hold you while I sleep.”

 

Jiang Nan’an quietly looked at him for a while. Finally, the corner of his lips seemed to curve into a subtle arc.

 

He didn’t respond to Yan Jie’s words, only calmly corrected:

 

“One thing I said earlier wasn’t a joke.”

 

“Hmm? Which part?”

 

“I don’t know, I forgot.”

 

“How can you forget that?” Yan Jie gently curved his eyes.

 

Jiang Nan’an made a sound of agreement, raised his hand, and lightly brushed Yan Jie’s eyebrow tail with his fingertips:

 

“Mm. So, whichever sentence you hope it is, that’s the one.”

 

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