Chapter 118: Extra 17: Baba, Pick Up
Translated by Addis of Exiled Rebels Scanlations
Editor: Karai
Duan Yizhou picked up his little ancestor and pinched his waist, carrying him to the shoe cabinet, his strong arms propped at his side.
Luo Songran looked at the man in front of him, his eyes crimson, knowing he was staring at the tattoo on his left chest. He chuckled lightly, slipping his hand into Duan Yizhou’s hair, bringing his head close to the tattoo.
“President Duan, would you like to kiss it?”
In the foyer, the orange light was dim, casting a subdued atmosphere without the need for any embellishment.
The foyer cabinet leaned against a black leather wall, and at this moment, the young man sitting on it had a loose shirt, one hand lazily resting at his side, revealing a rose tattoo on his chest.
His hair was damp, smiling as he teased the alpha in front of him, his delicate and bold face exuding an indescribable desire in the post-bath state, as if a fusion of angel and demon.
The dazzling white skin contrasted sharply with the black leather wall, becoming the fuse for Duan Yizhou’s loss of control.
“I do.” Duan Yizhou’s husky voice sounded, his longing gaze fixed on Luo Songran. “Baby, I want you.”
As he spoke, he leaned down to kiss the tattoo meant for him.
But his lips were stopped by slender, delicate fingers.
Luo Songran’s fingers brushed over Duan Yizhou’s lips, caressing them, with a hint of resistance in his fingertips, refusing to let Duan Yizhou succeed.
“Not yet, my aphrodisiac hasn’t taken effect.”
Meaning, there’s still some playing to do.
Duan Yizhou was itching with this little ancestor’s teasing. He lightly bit the disobedient finger. “Baby, you’re doing it on purpose.”
“You bit me.” Luo Songran softly hummed, trying to pull his hand back.
But his hand didn’t retreat; it was held in Duan Yizhou’s palm. Duan Yizhou lowered his head, starting to kiss from the wrist, planting tender and delicate kisses from the wrist to the palm, then passionately kissing each finger.
“I’m gentle.” Duan Yizhou smiled.
Luo Songran felt Duan Yizhou’s lips on his neck, the warm breath on his skin causing his body to tremble. He stroked Duan Yizhou’s back. “I’ve tattooed your name on my gland.”
As he said this, he felt Duan Yizhou’s breath quicken, as if excited.
So he lowered his head, revealing his neck to Duan Yizhou.
Duan Yizhou saw Luo Songran lower his head, revealing the tattoo on the back of his neck. When the name in the rose’s pistil became clear to him, his eyes burned. Along with the fragrant citrus rose pheromones, the sweet and cold breath could no longer restrain the surge of emotions from the bottom of his heart.
He devoutly kissed the fair neck, “So beautiful, baby, the tattoo is so beautiful.”
“Just the tattoo?” Luo Songran asked, a bit displeased.
To Duan Yizhou’s ears, this tone was coquettish. He indulgently chuckled, planting tiny kisses on Luo Songran’s ear, “Baby, you’re the most beautiful.”
Then from the forehead, eyelids, nose tip, lips, down to the collarbone, shoulders, kisses fell, each expressing his infatuation with Luo Songran.
He didn’t know why he loved Luo Songran so much, but he just did, deeply and profoundly.
Loving someone like this made his life more meaningful.
Luo Songran knew that every time Duan Yizhou glanced at him, he felt pulled into the depths of Duan Yizhou’s affectionate gaze.
On the brink of falling.
Perhaps it was the aphrodisiac slowly taking effect, or perhaps it was the emotions stirred by Duan Yizhou, his legs instinctively wrapped around Duan Yizhou’s waist, cradling his face, “Duan Yizhou, hold me.”
Duan Yizhou sensed the tremble in this little ancestor’s voice, and chuckled deeply. He lifted him up with his arms around his hips, carrying him face to face to the big bed.
“Alright.”
The heavy curtains blocked the daylight outside, as well as the collapse under broad daylight.
And so, from afternoon to deep night.
The last time Luo Songran truly lacked strength, or Duan Yizhou just let him eat something until he was too tired to keep awake and fell asleep.
But this was just the beginning of the sensitive period.
The sensitive period, like the heat period, lasted from three to seven days.
He was awakened by a low fever on the third day, but because it was just a low fever, he didn’t call the doctor, instead applying a cooling patch. During this rest period, he could still feel Duan Yizhou’s discomfort in the sensitive period, and didn’t want him to hold it in, so he took the initiative.
Under the light, his face was flushed unnaturally, with a cooling patch on his forehead, exhaling the hot breath of a fever.
“…Duan Yizhou, come here.”
“Baby, you’re still running a fever, rest first, I can endure it, it’s okay.”
“No, what if you strain yourself? Besides, I’m feverish now, it’s hot, right?”
Duan Yizhou gazed at the little ancestor sitting in his arms, his forehead wet with sweat. Although he was clearly uncomfortable with the fever, he dared to speak flirtatiously. His eyes darkened, and his hands gripped the slender waist.
“Baby, if you’re not feeling well, you should say so.”
“I feel fine now.”
Luo Songran held Duan Yizhou in his arms, feeling the layers of Duan Yizhou’s sensitive period numbing his rationality. It seemed as if it wasn’t Duan Yizhou’s sensitive period, but his own heat period.
At this moment, he realized that maybe it wasn’t Duan Yizhou who was going crazy.
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It was him.
“…Duan Yizhou, I love you so much.” He lowered his head and kissed Duan Yizhou, choked up.
“Baby, I love you too.”
The two kissed passionately, expressing their intense love for each other.
As if they wanted to continue saying endlessly, never stopping.
Seven days later—
In the top-floor suite of the hotel, the intense pheromones that had permeated the air for seven days finally showed signs of fading, also exhausting all their energy.
“…Duan Yizhou, I’m exhausted.”
“Is it very uncomfortable?”
“I’m just a useless mess now, sniffle…”
“Do you need to use the restroom?”
“Yeah, I need to pee, but I don’t have the strength…”
“I’ll carry you.”
In the bathroom, Duan Yizhou carried the feverish Luo Songran, seeing him looking spiritless, knowing the little ancestor was running a fever again. It had been intermittent low-grade fevers these past few days, off and on, so after helping him to the bathroom, they quickly showered.
While soaking in the tub, Luo Songran closed his eyes and leaned against Duan Yizhou, allowing him to wash his hair.
But as he washed, he felt increasingly heavy, realizing that his physical strength was draining rapidly. Plus, with the lack of sleep these past few days, it was already good enough to get up and use the restroom.
“Baby, are you very tired?” Duan Yizhou glanced at Luo Songran, who was getting heavier in his arms, seeing him closing his eyes looking exhausted, furrowing his brows with some worry, then picked up the showerhead to rinse off the foam on his head.
But after rinsing clean, Luo Songran’s head slammed heavily against his shoulder.
His breathing became somewhat rapid, his face flushing abnormally, water droplets clinging to his face, his eyelashes trembling, his brows furrowing, as if very uncomfortable, his nose wrinkling.
“…Duan Yizhou, I feel really uncomfortable.”
Duan Yizhou sensed something was wrong, and immediately, as he lifted him out of the bathtub, the little ancestor in his arms passed out completely.
His face suddenly darkened, regret and guilt surged through him.
He should have sedated himself first, he shouldn’t have acted so recklessly.
Luo Songran lay like this for a week.
During this week, even when he was awake, he couldn’t muster any energy, feeling like his body had been completely drained of strength. He could only lie in bed waiting for Duan Yizhou to feed him and carry him, absolutely refusing to move his body if his mouth could do the job.
“Ba-ba!”
“Dada?”
During this week, the little piglets who often kept Luo Songran company would curiously surround their dad. Most of the time, the two brothers would play, with their backs facing their dad.
Or they would play with the singing toys their aunts gave them, occasionally handing them to each other to listen, then exchanging them back and forth, sometimes giving them to their dad, who seemed lifeless, to listen, showing a good sense of sharing.
“Piggy!” The little shark toy fell under the bed, and he wrinkled his small face, patting his brother’s chest and blinking for help, “Dropped it.”
Piggy, “…”, he was lying obediently next to Dad, seeing his little brother directly throwing the toy under the bed and calling himself to pick it up, he turned over with a hum and called Dad, “Dad, pick it up.”
Luo Songran, lying on the bed feeling helpless, glanced at the piglet seeking help lying beside him, weakly saying, “Piggy, Daddy is powerless to help…”
“Baba baba baba baba…” The little one saw no one helping him pick up the toy and started crying out of frustration. He quickly crawled to his dad’s side and climbed onto him, insisting on wanting the toy.
The moment the little one climbed onto his stomach, Luo Songran cried out in pain. His face turned pale, “…Duan Yu Luo, you’re so heavy, I’m done for.” He took a deep breath and lay on his side, curling his legs to ease the discomfort in his abdomen.
Seeing his dad in such agony, the piglet’s eyes turned red. He leaned close to his dad and kissed him, “Daddy? Cry? Piggy hug.”
Reaching out with his chubby hands, he tried to hug Luo Songran.
But Luo Songran couldn’t bear to be touched right now. He had been in pain all week, and even though his body was still hurting, he couldn’t refuse his son’s request for a hug. He could only endure the pain and hug the piglet.
Watching from the side, the other piglet looked a bit envious. Remembering that Dad didn’t even hug him earlier, he sat down and, with a pouty face, tears rolling down his chubby cheeks, cried, “Wuwuwu…”
Luo Songran felt like crying too. Help, why did Auntie go out to buy groceries at this time, leaving him alone with the piglets, and Duan Yizhou went to the group meeting, leaving only a useless him behind. Seeing the little one cry, he could only try hard to hold back his tears, hugging him as well.
What a mess, what a mistake to make as a parent.
Duan Yizhou had really overdone it this time. He felt like he wouldn’t recover for at least half a month.
“Daddy, tey tey~”
Luo Songran, “?” Seeing the little one sitting up and swaying as he crawled to the edge of the bed, about to fall off, Luo Songran’s eyes widened in alarm, and almost instinctively, he lunged forward to catch the little one.
But the little one didn’t fall, instead, he ended up half of him falling off the bed.
This sudden movement strained his waist.
“…Oh, my waist, help…”
The piglets, “?”
Luo Songran reached out and picked up the little shark toy, placing it aside. But his waist was really strained, and being stuck in this position was awkward; he couldn’t quite get up.
As Duan Yizhou walked into the bedroom, he saw Luo Songran half lying outside the bed, looking very uncomfortable. His eyes suddenly darkened, and he quickly walked over, bending down to lift him up.
“Why are you lying here like this?”
As soon as he spoke, he saw tears streaming down Luo Songran’s face.
“Sniffle, you’re finally back…” Luo Songran couldn’t hold it in anymore. He hugged Duan Yizhou and cried, “Auntie went out to buy groceries and left the piglets with me. They want to play with me.”
At the end, his voice broke with the last word.
The piglets sat at the end of the bed, hugging their toys, innocently tilting their heads as they watched Dad cry, “…Baba?”
Seeing them still wearing innocent expressions, Luo Songran cried even louder. He had held back earlier to maintain some semblance of authority as a father, but seeing Duan Yizhou now, he couldn’t hold back anymore.
Duan Yizhou held the limp Luo Songran, knowing that he had been unwell all week. He had tried to stay home more to keep him company, but he had overlooked the fact that if Auntie wasn’t there, Luo Songran would have to take care of the piglets himself. It wasn’t a problem when he was fine before.
But given the current situation, he couldn’t even hold the piglets, let alone stand up properly.
He hugged Luo Songran with concern, massaging his waist and coaxing him, “Did you strain it here?”
“Mm.” Luo Songran rested his head on Duan Yizhou’s shoulder, holding him with a sense of grievance, “I’m just a useless mess now, a useless mess without you.”
“It’s all my fault.” Duan Yizhou kissed him gently on the forehead, “Shall I stay with you at home this afternoon?”
“Really?” Luo Songran was a bit surprised.
“Yeah, now that your two sisters are both in the UNE Technology, their management skills are strong, beyond what I imagined, so I’ve eased up a bit.” Duan Yizhou leaned against the head of the bed, adjusting his position so that Luo Songran could comfortably lean against him.
Then he waved to the piglets sitting on the side.
Seeing this, the piglets cautiously crawled over.
Luo Songran immediately wrapped his legs and arms tightly around Duan Yizhou, not wanting to let go, afraid that the piglets would compete with him for Big Dad, “There’s no room left on Big Dad’s legs for you to squeeze in.”
The piglets seemed to understand and looked at Big Dad for help, looking pitiful.
Duan Yizhou couldn’t help but smile wryly and stretched out his legs, placing them on the bed.
The piglets immediately crawled onto Big Dad’s legs, hugging them and playing happily, enough to make them forget everything else.
Luo Songran hugged Duan Yizhou’s neck, burying his face in his shoulder, and seeing the piglets playing on his legs, he hummed softly, burying his face deeper, not wanting to talk anymore, feeling sulky.
“Are you angry?” Duan Yizhou lowered his head to look at the silent Luo Songran, reaching out to pinch his pouting face with a smile.
“I don’t want to talk to you,” Luo Songran turned his face away.
“How did you strain your waist suddenly?” Duan Yizhou thought back to when he entered the room and saw Luo Songran lying at the edge of the bed, “Did you want to go to the bathroom?”
“Daddy!”
Just then, Duan Yizhou saw the piglet on his leg pick up his favorite little shark toy and wave it at him. It seemed like he had stepped on something.
“Baba pick up.” The piglet pointed under the bed and then at the other piglet, “Shark, bro!”
Although the words spoken by the children were all monosyllabic, Duan Yizhou understood them roughly.
He lowered his head and gently rubbed Luo Songran’s sulking face, coaxing, “Did you strain your waist picking up toys for the little one?”
“Mm.” Luo Songran glanced at the piglet and thought for a moment. He still chose to give them both a thumbs-up, then continued to hum on Duan Yizhou’s shoulder.
The piglets understood their dad’s thumbs-up and happily started dancing again, patting the singing shark’s belly and jumping on the bed.
Seeing this scene, Duan Yizhou chuckled, then looked down at the still sulking Luo Songran, “Daddy does grow up a bit, but still likes to throw tantrums sometimes.”
Luo Songran clicked his tongue, glared at him with annoyance, but accidentally strained his waist again, crying out in pain, which made him even more upset, “You should just go back this afternoon. I don’t want to see you.”
“Baby, I’m sorry.” Duan Yizhou naturally didn’t want him to be angry all the time, “I was just joking.”
“I don’t think it’s funny at all,” Luo Songran said with a teary voice, but he still forced himself to hold back, not wanting to be laughed at by Duan Yizhou, tightly pursing his lips.
Hearing this, Duan Yizhou’s lips twitched slightly, restraining himself from laughing too obviously, “Yeah, not funny.”
Without exception, every time Luo Songran acted like this, Duan Yizhou found him so adorable.
“You’re still laughing?!” Luo Songran saw Duan Yizhou’s lips curling up and reached out to slap his mouth, not too forcefully but still unwilling to let it go.
Then his hand was held by Duan Yizhou and kissed.
“Don’t be angry anymore, okay? It’s my fault for not asking clearly and thinking you were playing with the piglets,” Duan Yizhou hugged him and coaxed, “Once you feel better, I’ll take you to see Felix. I heard he’s got several new cars, and you should like them.”
“But I’m busy, I have to prepare for the midterm presentation.”
“Baby, you’re busy too?”
Luo Songran gazed at Duan Yizhou with a deep look, hearing the teasing tone in his voice, “What, are you the only busy one? If it weren’t for your susceptible period, I would be at school studying diligently every day.”
Duan Yizhou couldn’t help but pinch the pouting face of this little troublemaker, laughing, “Then let’s both take care of our health, and after your midterm, we can go together, okay?”
Luo Songran pondered for a moment and nodded seriously, “Yeah, it would be better to go after the midterm.”
After speaking, he heard the laughter coming from above.
He looked up and caught Duan Yizhou laughing at him, blushing, he reached up and hooked Duan Yizhou’s neck, “Stop laughing! Always laughing at me!”
“Okay, okay, I won’t laugh anymore.”
The piglets on the side looked serious as they watched their dad and Big Dad, “…”
It’s really strange, such big people still want to fight.
And, Dad looks really scary, scary.
The pipsqueak hugged the piglet tighter, as if seeking protection from his brother.
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