Chapter 112: Extra 11: Baby
Translated by Addis of Exiled Rebels Scanlations
Editor: Karai
Their wedding was unique and unforgettable. Before exchanging rings, Duan Yizhou stood on the other side of the red carpet, completely focused on Luo Songran playing the violin on stage.
The glass platform was surrounded by champagne roses, and the chandeliers were adorned with tens of thousands of dangling crystals. Luo Songran, dressed in a custom white suit, stood in the center.
With his eyes closed, the light falling on his face outlined his exquisite features. Confidently and gracefully, he played the music with the violin bow, while his other hand danced on the strings, filling the entire hall with the melodious and lingering music of love.
His lover was more dazzling than crystals and flowers.
And glowing.
Duan Yizhou thought to himself that this person was born for freedom, and he was even more determined in his purpose of making money, wanting to continue to support his lover without worry or trouble, not having to turn his love into a profession.
If his lover liked the violin, he could support him to become a soloist and build a music hall of his own.
Whatever Luo Songran wanted, he would give it without hesitation.
He had selfish motives because he hoped Luo Songran could fully depend on him, thinking of him in everything, unable to do without him.
As Luo Songran’s violin bow struck the final note, he put down the bow and opened his eyes, looking towards the door opposite where Duan Yizhou, dressed in a black suit, was gazing at him.
Although the distance of this path was quite long, he clearly felt the warm gaze enveloped in love.
At this moment, as the multitasking elder brother acted as the master of ceremonies, it was time to proceed to the next phase of the event.
“My little brother deserves…” Just as the elder brother was about to speak, his microphone was taken away by his younger brother.
Chu Beiheng: “…?” Interrupt? Well, then he’s gone.
Luo Songran smiled and handed the violin to his elder brother. “Brother, could you hold this for me? I want to invite my groom out myself.”
This statement elicited laughter from the friends and relatives below.
Sitting below the stage, the father’s eyes were red. “The child is so unconventional, not even reserved at his wedding.”
Seeing him about to cry again, the father lovingly handed over a handkerchief. “That’s why I say RanRan inherited it from you, so prone to tears.”
“Aren’t you sad? Your son is getting married.”
“Sad, but also happy.” The father’s eyes behind his glasses were moist as he watched his son on stage, filled with pride. “I’m glad RanRan found a good home and can establish a happy little family, that’s enough for me.”
Luo Songran took the microphone from his elder brother’s hand and turned to the other side of the door, looking at Duan Yizhou who hadn’t yet come out. He smiled, “I think our wedding doesn’t necessarily have to follow conventions. We can play the game of ‘Death Kiss,’ and I can even do without a master of ceremonies and invite my beloved out myself, have him come to me, exchange rings, and then kiss me.”
Duan Yizhou heard this and smiled indulgently. He walked towards Luo Songran and stopped in front of him.
Under the gaze of everyone, their eyes met.
“Our love is like the ‘Death Kiss’ in this wedding, unexpected, unprepared, tense, and thrilling.” Duan Yizhou held Luo Songran’s hand, which held the microphone, lowered his head, and gazed at his face with a gentle tone. “So whether you come to me or I come to you, we’ll wait for each other right here until the end of our lives.”
“Yes.” Luo Songran met Duan Yizhou’s tender gaze, his eyes uncontrollably moistening. “Thank you for coming into my life, you’re truly the best gift of my life.”
Duan Yizhou wiped away the tears from the corner of his eyes with his fingertips, unable to bear seeing him cry. “I should be the one thanking you.”
Under the blessings and cheers of their families, they exchanged rings and passionately kissed.
From now on, they would be each other’s most important spiritual support and soulmate.
All the family members took pictures to capture this moment, except for one person who looked weary, sitting on the side absentmindedly.
The elder brother on the side felt a bit overshadowed, silently returned to his seat below the stage, sat next to the second brother, and jokingly draped his arm over his shoulder. “They’re so focused on thanking each other, they never even thanked me. That’s too much, isn’t it, Nanchen?”
“Yeah.” Yan Nanchen absentmindedly replied, but at that moment, he glanced at his elder brother who was holding onto him, leaned closer, and sniffed at his collar.
His elder brother stiffened at his action. “What are you doing?”
Yan Nanchen reached out and pulled at his brother’s collar, sniffed at it again, and his mood plummeted once more. With a complicated expression, he let go of his hand. “Nothing, just smelled the scent of an omega on you.”
Not his scent.
Not jasmine.
Chu Beiheng: “…?” What kind of dog’s nose was this? He had definitely washed off the scent with medicine before returning to the country, how could they still smell it?
The sisters below the stage were the most excited. The eldest sister, Luo Dongtang, pulled her omega cousin Jianxing, who had just returned from abroad, to stand up and join in the excitement. However, the cousin seemed a bit shy and couldn’t completely let loose.
When standing up, he accidentally bumped into someone nearby.
The cousin was startled and apologetically looked at the woman beside him, his ears turning red. “I’m sorry, did I bump into you?” When he saw the woman’s appearance, his gaze froze, and his ears turned even redder.
He saw that the woman sitting at the table behind him was wearing a smoke-blue shirt with a slightly open collar, her long curly hair lazily draped over her shoulders. Her features were exquisite and cold, adorned with silver-rimmed glasses, and her eyes exuded a cool air of elegance. She was holding a highball glass, looking troubled.
Su Yi lowered her head and looked at the white trousers stained with red wine, then looked at the handsome young man in front of her with distress. “Darling, you’ve wet sister’s pants.”
The term ‘darling’ instantly softened the omega cousin’s resolve.
As for what happened next, that’s another story.
Later in the evening, they arranged for their close friends to stay at the hotel, leaving only family members to handle things at home.
Perhaps due to the joy of the wedding, Luo Songran drank quite a bit and was feeling a bit tipsy. He wanted to go tease the babies, but he happened to see the baby bottle in the baby’s hand. He simply raised his glass and clinked it with the baby’s bottle.
“Piglet, Pipsqueak! Today, your daddy and I got married. Let’s toast together and bless me!”
Luo Songran sat cross-legged on the carpet in front of the baby stroller, his face flushed and slightly intoxicated, chatting with the baby, holding an empty bottle.
“Oh!”
“Mmm!”
“Alright, I’ve received your blessings. Thank you!” Luo Songran lightly tapped the baby’s bottle with his empty one and raised his head to drink.
Even though there was not a drop of alcohol left in the empty bottle, he was still immersed in the scene.
The family: “…” They pretended not to see.
Seeing the situation, the father walked over to Duan Yizhou. “Yizhou, why don’t you take him upstairs to rest? Your grandfather and I will take the two children home. You can come back in a couple of days to pick them up.”
Duan Yizhou had almost no tolerance for alcohol, so he didn’t touch any alcohol that night. It was a good thing he didn’t, or else he wouldn’t know how to handle this little troublemaker when he went wild later.
He looked at Luo Songran, who was lying on the carpet in front of the sofa, and suddenly felt a headache. Hearing his father’s words, he nodded. “Okay, I got it.”
Duan’s father smiled. “We’ll need to get RanRan some honey water later, otherwise he’ll have a headache when he wakes up. This little guy can handle his alcohol pretty well.”
Duan’s mother was still holding Duan Yizhou’s younger brother, Duan Yifan. “Alright, it’s about time we go home. Little Fan is also tired.” Then she walked to the baby stroller, gently looking at the baby. “Little one, grandpa and grandma and your little uncle are leaving now. You two be good, and grandma will come to see you again in a couple of days.”
The babies were focused on drinking milk and were not disturbed by the commotion outside. At most, he made a couple of cooing sounds, politely responding.
About half an hour later, after sending the whole family away, Duan Yizhou quickly went upstairs to check on his little troublemaker.
“Wuwuwuwu…”
As soon as Duan Yizhou stepped into the room, he saw Luo Songran lying on the bed, his face buried in his palms, crying softly with his buttocks raised. Duan Yizhou couldn’t help but feel amused and walked quickly to the bedside. “Why are you crying?”
Sitting on the edge of the bed, Duan Yizhou lifted Luo Songran up. Tonight, there were only the two of them at home, without the worry of children, which made things much more relaxed.
“My horse is lost,” Luo Songran knelt beside Duan Yizhou, his slightly intoxicated face flushed. Then, tears welled up in his eyes as he grasped Duan Yizhou’s shoulder. “My horse is lost.”
Duan Yizhou: “…?” A horse? When did they have a horse at home? It seemed like this little troublemaker had really had too much to drink. “Baby, there’s no horse at home. Do you want to buy one?”
“We have a horse at home.” Luo Songran heard Duan Yizhou say they didn’t, and he looked up, crying out in distress, “There is a horse, definitely. How can it be missing?”
He cried and leaned onto Duan Yizhou’s legs, his sadness overwhelming, as if the sky had fallen.
Duan Yizhou had never seen Luo Songran drink, nor did he expect him to act like this after drinking. While he was usually prone to tears, it wasn’t this nonsensical when crying. Suddenly, he found it a bit amusing.
He lifted the sad little troublemaker from his lap. “Then tell me what your horse looks like, and I’ll help you find it.”
What else could he do besides comforting him?
It was their wedding night, after all.
“With glasses,” Luo Songran, held face-to-face by Duan Yizhou, likely feeling a bit dizzy, leaned back, unable to sit up straight.
Duan Yizhou quickly grabbed his waist from behind, holding him steady, and then heard him say ‘with glasses.’ In an instant, his expression became a bit subtle.
Could it be him?
He looked at the drunk little troublemaker in his arms, seeing him with red-tinted eyes, his gaze blurry as he stared at him. His hand touched his face, gently caressing, as if searching for something.
“My horse… wears glasses.” Luo Songran’s hands touched Duan Yizhou’s cheeks, feeling a bit unclear about the man in front of him, squinting his eyes, getting closer to him. He flicked his glasses with his fingers. “He looks a bit like you, also wears glasses.”
Their noses touched, and the distance between them instantly became intimate.
The aroma of top-notch red wine spread between Luo Songran’s lips, mingling with the pheromones of citrus and roses, creating a chemistry of intoxication between his slight intoxication and Duan Yizhou’s cold elegance.
His fair fingertips toyed with the glasses, inadvertently brushing against his cheeks, causing a tingling sensation in his heart.
“Baby, are you talking about me?” Duan Yizhou’s eyes darkened, and he raised his hand to remove his glasses.
“…Who?” Luo Songran’s mind was still muddled.
Then he was gently pushed down onto the soft bed. In the moment, he saw the tall man looming over him, his sturdy arm supporting him on the side of his face. Alpha’s dominant pheromones overflowed, mingling with the slightly intoxicated aroma of rum and amber, more intoxicating than wine.
Luo Songran’s eyes were hazy, looking at the man in front of him blankly, feeling even more dizzy.
The man’s eyes seemed like the ocean, and he felt like he was about to fall into it.
“Who am I?” Duan Yizhou knew this little troublemaker was really drunk; he didn’t even recognize him. So, he loosened his collar, grabbed Luo Songran’s hand, and gently stroked the loosened tie in his collar. He asked softly, “Baby, who am I?”
The man’s deep, hoarse, and gentle voice echoed in Luo Songran’s ears. He felt like a fish pulled out of water, desperately needing to return to the water.
Luo Songran squinted, trying hard to see the man’s face in front of him until his hand was held by a large hand. Then, he touched the tie subconsciously and obediently replied:
“You’re my horse.”
“Why?” Luo Songran tugged at Duan Yizhou’s tie innocently. “Isn’t this a rope? It’s tied.”
With that tug, the collar completely loosened.
As if a sleeping beast had been awakened and urgently needed a little lamb to devour.
Duan Yizhou laughed, his palm cupping the back of Luo Songran’s head, leaning close to his ear with a gentle smile. “So, baby, do you want to ride the horse?”
“Yeah.” Luo Songran replied candidly.
“Then come.”
The expensive tie was tossed aside, symbolizing the release of restraint.
On their wedding night, it truly was unforgettable.
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