Beta Chapter 89: First time in 5 months

Chapter 89: First time in 5 months 

Translated by Addis of Exiled Rebels Scanlations

Editor: Karai

The shower in the bathroom continued, and the completely transparent bathroom barely concealed anything. So, whether it was the sound of the shower or the man in the shower, it made Luo Songran’s visual and auditory senses tormenting.

He clumsily rolled off the bed and walked to the glass door. He first tried to push the door but found the bathroom door was locked. This was too much!!! He could only place his hands on the glass, his face directly against it, his nose squished like a little pig’s nose, just to see Duan Yizhou inside.

“Duan Yizhou~~~~”

Duan Yizhou wiped his face, and when he heard Luo Songran calling him as he put his hands down, he turned his head to see this little guy with his face pressed against the glass like a little pig, with deep dimples at the corners of his lips.

Seeing Duan Yizhou turning his head, Luo Songran observed the state of Duan Yizhou who had just showered. His handsome face was dripping with water, his forehead hair all tied up, he took off his gold-rimmed glasses, looking like a refined scoundrel liberated from all inhibitions of hormones, maturity, and charm.

What defines a top-tier Alpha?

It’s having the physique, the looks, the education, the ability, the gentleness, the ability to provide anything and everything, and being a perfect presence who can manage both the hall and the kitchen.

That’s what a top-tier Alpha is.

He smirked, his eyes curving mischievously as he extended his fingers and used the mist to write something on the glass door.

【My husband is so handsome~】

With a big heart attached.

Duan Yizhou smiled, he pulled a towel beside him to wrap around his lower body, tied it, then took another towel to dry his hair, walking back to the glass door to see what Luo Songran was writing on it.

Outside the glass door, the little pregnant husband stood there, his belly protruding, glancing at him while writing words of confession on it, occasionally lifting his head to give a mischievous smile.

【Hold me~~】

【Please~~】

【Pretty please~~】

He gazed down at Luo Songran, his eyes filled with indulgence and affection.

It seemed that between them, it had always been like this, one speaking and the other listening, especially Luo Songran, who had been talking non-stop from the beginning. It might seem like he was deceiving his feelings, but he dared to believe that this guy wouldn’t be like this with anyone else.

And indeed, that was the case.

Love could never be perfect; all the friction and ups and downs had their traces, their causes and effects. If he hadn’t appeared in front of Luo Songran first, if he hadn’t responded to Luo Songran, Luo Songran would never have fallen for him.

Duan Yizhou saw this little guy wiping off and rewriting a few words, and his eyes deepened in an instant.

【Just come in, I’m not afraid of pain~】

Luo Songran stared at Duan Yizhou, who was also looking at him. He tapped on the glass, sternly saying, “Answer me quickly! Are you coming or not?”

The coquettishness on the glass and the stern tone were in stark contrast.

Then he heard Duan Yizhou’s deep laughter, “I’m coming.”

Luo Songran’s eyes instantly lit up. He watched Duan Yizhou turn around to open the bathroom door, then immediately walked over and reached out to hug him.

Duan Yizhou, seeing him rushing over so quickly, swiftly caught him, “Don’t walk so fast, what if you fall?”

“It’s okay, hurry, hold me~~” Luo Songran buried his face directly into Duan Yizhou’s just-showered chest, as if drawing some spiritual energy from it, more of excitement.

He even directly nibbled on it.

Duan Yizhou lowered his gaze, feeling the touch of teeth falling on him, his Adam’s apple bobbing.

Indeed, five months had stabilized things; a little lighter, maybe once was no problem. Not to mention Luo Songran, even he himself had been restless seeing his beloved person wandering around in front of him these months.

Thinking about the little punishment he had just given him, which was to only look but not touch, he knew Luo Songran found it effective, but his purpose wasn’t to really punish him but to let him know his current situation.

“Sex is fine, but before that, tell me what you did today.”

After saying this, he directly pinched Luo Songran’s waist, hugged him face to face, as if carrying a child, carried him to the edge of the bed, and sat down.

Luo Songran sat on Duan Yizhou’s lap, knowing he wouldn’t let himself off easily. He pursed his lips, “I just had ice cream.”

“Just ice cream?” Duan Yizhou’s tone rose; the bodyguards didn’t say just that.

Luo Songran, eyeing Duan Yizhou’s chest muscles with envy, reached out and touched them, feeling the firm texture, “And barbecue.”

“And what else?” Duan Yizhou pressed down the unruly hand.

“And cake.” Luo Songran looked up at Duan Yizhou. Before this man’s face turned black, he quickly explained, “I didn’t eat the cake with eggs; I made it myself!”

“And what else?”

Luo Songran listened as Duan Yizhou continued to ask, “That’s all, I only ate those.”

“What else did you do besides eating?”

This time he understood Duan Yizhou’s implication, “I shouldn’t have avoided the bodyguards. Please don’t dismiss them; it’s all my fault.”

“Besides that?”

Luo Songran rubbed his chin, thinking for a moment. As if he had thought of something amusing, he chuckled and reached out to tease Duan Yizhou’s chin, raising an eyebrow, “What’s wrong? Feeling jealous? That manager is just a nice person, that’s all.”

“Just a nice person?” Duan Yizhou’s tone turned dangerous.

Luo Songran rarely saw Duan Yizhou being jealous, finding it somewhat intriguing. He deliberately nodded, “Yeah, just a nice person, and not bad-looking either.”

Duan Yizhou was already a bit concerned about this matter. He knew he shouldn’t be so petty, but hearing this guy say that made him feel a bit uncomfortable, “Not bad-looking?”

“Of course, but he’s definitely not as good-looking as you.” Seeing that he had achieved his goal, Luo Songran hugged Duan Yizhou, lifted his head, and kissed his chin, “In my heart, President Duan is the best-looking, no one can compare.”

“I’m just good-looking?” Duan Yizhou felt the soft kisses on his chin, enjoying them somewhat. Subconsciously, he wrapped his arms around him, afraid he might lean back.

“Of course, not just good-looking, you also love me, you care for me, and I love you very much, I only love you.” Luo Songran cupped Duan Yizhou’s face in his hands, reflecting the man’s appearance in his eyes, “I won’t run around anymore in the future, okay? Don’t be angry anymore, okay?”

“Okay.” Duan Yizhou smiled gently.

Their intimate conversation, so close at hand, brewed an atmosphere that belonged only to the two of them. Perhaps unlike other lovers, they always openly expressed their fondness for each other, never hiding their emotions and temperaments. Because they were each other’s most relied-upon and secure presence.

They hardly needed to say anything. Even though they hadn’t had a closer touch in five months, they had already imagined it countless times while hugging.

The moment they sank into the soft bed, delicate kisses followed.

Luo Songran felt the tenderness belonging to Duan Yizhou. Besides his gentle personality, he was also gentle in this aspect. Of course, except when he was being provocative.

So he wrapped his arms around Duan Yizhou’s neck, leaned close to his ear, and teased softly, “President Duan, it’s only been five months, are you already overwhelmed?”

Before he could finish his sentence, his lips were sealed. He hadn’t even had a chance to close his eyes before he was plunged into Duan Yizhou’s deep, mesmerizing eyes, like a dangerous whirlpool. Even a trace of tenderness from him could make one willingly drown in it.

The intense attack almost suffocated his breath, even swallowing his rationality. At this moment, a thought floated through his mind:

—Last time, the babies were kidnapped and they were all safe. Compared to that, he believed that going a little crazy with Duan Yizhou shouldn’t do any harm to the babies.

So come on.

【……】

The room was filled with the lingering scent of sandalwood and citrus roses, blending with other fragrances, presenting not a limp state but still an energetic one.

The tips of Luo Songran’s fingers on Duan Yizhou’s chest trembled as if they were accepting something.

“Babe, we can’t anymore.”

“Stingy, we haven’t had enough yet.”

“After giving birth, you can do whatever you want, but for now, you really need to rest. Let me take you to shower.”

The blanket slipped off, and Duan Yizhou hugged the little guy who almost fell on him.

Luo Songran was sweating, lazily letting Duan Yizhou hold him. He rested his head on his shoulder and sighed, “I haven’t even said I’m tired yet, and you’re already giving up.”

Just as the words left his mouth, he seemed to sense something.

“I’m giving up?”

Luo Songran looked down, then smiled mischievously, “Oh?”

Duan Yizhou was amused by his ‘oh,’ helplessly flicking his forehead with his fingers, “Stop thinking about it. Let’s go shower first and then I’ll take you to eat.”

“Are you sure you don’t need me to take care of your urgent needs?”

“No, thank you.”

“Oh, come on, we’re an old married couple; what’s there to be shy about?”

“If you move again, you won’t have dinner today.”

“Is it going to last that long?”

“What, do you want to try?”

Luo Songran looked at Duan Yizhou’s half-smiling expression and thought better of it. He hugged his neck and said, “Shower, shower, it’s all dripping out.”

Duan Yizhou was amused by his straightforwardness, picking him up and heading to the bathroom, “Who has such thick skin? Oh, it’s from the Duan Yizhou family.”

The two of them dallied in the bathroom for another half an hour before finishing their shower.

Luo Songran suddenly felt inspired and had Duan Yizhou take a selfie with him in front of the mirror, letting Duan Yizhou hug him from behind.

In front of the mirror, the tall alpha behind him could encircle the small pregnant husband in front of him with just one arm, the sturdy arm holding the delicate shoulder, fingers gripping the shoulder, the faint veins on the back of the hand and arm appearing sexy and powerful.

“Duan Yizhou, do you know who I’m going to show this to?” Luo Songran admired the photo he had just taken with his head lowered.

Duan Yizhou rested his chin on Luo Songran’s shoulder, kissed his ear, and looked at the photo with him, “Who are you showing it to?”

“To my second cousin,” Luo Songran chuckled.

Duan Yizhou chuckled, “You’re deliberate. Aren’t you afraid your second cousin will say something?”

“I’m not afraid as long as you’re with me,” Luo Songran sent the photo over, placed his phone on the sink, and contentedly hugged Duan Yizhou’s arm, rubbing his face against it, “With my husband being so strong, what do I have to fear?”

Duan Yizhou’s lips curled slightly, feeling flattered.

Only then did he help him put on his clothes.

Once dressed, they left the bathroom.

“You said you were going to take me to see that sports car museum, right?”

On the couch, Luo Songran watched as Duan Yizhou squatted in front of him to put on his shoes, suddenly remembering this.

“Yeah, I’ve already made plans with my friend. He’s not here today; he’ll be back tonight, so we’ll go tomorrow.” Duan Yizhou tied his shoelaces for him before standing up and heading to the balcony to wash his hands, “What do you want to eat later?”

Luo Songran stared at Duan Yizhou’s back as he walked to the balcony, his black shirt tucked into his trousers, the faintly outlined muscular texture of his back showing through the shirt as he bent slightly to wash his hands.

Hmm, why does it feel like Duan Yizhou’s physique has improved recently? Is it because of all the times I’ve hugged him?

“I want to go and get that cake from the bakery.”

Duan Yizhou turned off the tap, hearing him mention the cake again, but what he thought of was the image of Luo Songran with that man at the bakery. “I’ll have someone buy one for you.”

“That won’t do.” Luo Songran remembered the words he had written on that cake. “This is the first cake I’ve ever made myself, and I wrote something on it for you.” He felt a bit annoyed at himself for not being more stubborn and taking it with him earlier! What if it gets lost? That would be such a waste!

“What did you write?”

“I hope Duan Yizhou ages slowly.”

Duan Yizhou paused in drying his hands with a paper towel, lifted his gaze, and looked at the little guy who was already lying on the couch, a teasing glint in his eyes, “You spoil me.”

Luo Songran grinned triumphantly.

 

 

 

 

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