This side of Ding Yixin was completely different from the image he showed outside.
He looked relaxed, like he had returned to his own home.
He used one hand to undo the top button of his shirt and then walked toward the stairs.
The old butler finished tidying Ding Yixin’s coat, but suddenly felt like he had forgotten something.
What did he forget?
The old butler stood there thinking for a long time, but he still could not remember.
"I really am getting old."
Ding Yixin walked upstairs to his own bedroom and found that the door was slightly open.
He frowned.
Did one of the servants go in to clean and forget to close it?
He was just about to enter when he suddenly heard a soft rustling sound coming from inside.
Someone was in there?!
Who was it??
Ding Yixin always hated people entering his room the most. Right away, he felt a wild anger rise inside him, like a beast whose territory had been invaded.
He pushed the door open hard and saw a dark shadow on his bed.
"Who are you? Why are you here?" Ding Yixin shouted sharply.
The thin figure on the bed trembled as if frightened.
Ding Yixin turned on the bedroom light, but when he saw what was on the bed, his whole body froze.
After who knows how long, his throat moved once and he finally forced out a difficult whisper toward the person on the bed.
"Yuyu?"
His voice suddenly became very low and hoarse.
Rong Xingyu was kneeling on the bed and when he heard Ding Yixin’s voice, he shivered like a small animal.
He was wearing only a black shirt and it was clear that the shirt was not his size.
It must have been taken from the wardrobe.
Ding Yixin didn’t even need to think to know who had helped find the clothes.
He turned his head away and couldn’t help silently cursing in his heart.
The shirt was too loose on Rong Xingyu, showing the beautiful lines of his collarbones completely.
What was even more dangerous was that Rong Xingyu had a black ribbon tied over his eyes.
Ding Yixin: "..."
Rong Xingyu heard Ding Yixin’s voice, but everything in front of his eyes was still dark.
He bit his lip and whispered nervously in the direction of the voice, "Dr. Ding?"
"I’m here." Ding Yixin walked closer.
He lowered his head and looked at Rong Xingyu.
Rong Xingyu lifted his face.
The ribbon covered almost the entire upper half of his face, tied into a big bow behind his head.
Only his small pointed chin and the lips he had bitten nervouslycould be seen.
Ding Yixin raised his hand.
His fingertips slowly brushed along Rong Xingyu’s face, softly touching him.
His fingers finally stopped on the ribbon.
Ding Yixin heard his own voice, hoarse and low, asking, "Who tied this for you?"
Rong Xingyu had felt a little ticklish on his face and froze for a second before he answered obediently, "I tied it myself."
A vein jumped on Ding Yixin’s forehead. He said in a deep voice, "Yuyu, do you know what you are doing?"
Rong Xingyu nodded. "I know."
No, you don’t know at all.
Ding Yixin sighed silently in his heart.
This was simply the last straw crushing the camel.
Ding Yixin clearly heard the string called "reason" inside his heart snap with a loud sound.
"Yuyu, no matter what, you can’t escape tonight."
In Ding Yixin’s eyes, there was deep and unbreakable obsession.
He lifted Rong Xingyu’s chin and kissed him hard.
...
Ding Yixin pitied Rong Xingyu for being his first time, so last night he only did it once.
But even so, Rong Xingyu still lost consciousness at the end and fell deeply asleep.
Even in his dreams, he felt like a small boat on the sea, rising and falling again and again with the waves.
Maybe he was too tired last night.
When morning came and Ding Yixin woke up, he saw Rong Xingyu still curled quietly in his arms, sleeping like an obedient child.
Rong Xingyu slept deeply with his eyes closed.
His long curled eyelashes dropped down like small fans.
The tears from last night were already dry, but there were still faint tear marks at the corners of his eyes.
Together with the soft red at the ends of his eyes, it made him look even more lovable.
But very different from Rong Xingyu’s peaceful sleeping face were the marks on his body that looked a little frightening.
If one followed the line from his collarbone downward, they would see many bluish-purple marks scattered across his chest, pale like fine porcelain.
Ding Yixin had been somewhat controlled last night, so he didn’t leave too many marks.
But the ones there crossed each other on Rong Xingyu’s beautiful body, looking almost overly intimate.
These spots and marks continued down the side of Rong Xingyu’s body and all the rest of the spring-like scene was hidden under the blanket.
Ding Yixin knew this soft and sensitive body would turn a faint pink when touched and he also knew how easy it was to leave traces of desire on it.
He looked at the sleeping Rong Xingyu and let out a soft laugh.
As if feeling that the person beside him was already awake, Rong Xingyu frowned slightly and subconsciously moved closer, pressing himself back into Ding Yixin’s arms.
Because of this position, Ding Yixin’s sleepwear had become loose in the front, showing a wide area of his chest.
Rong Xingyu rubbed against Ding Yixin’s chest like a spoiled animal seeking comfort.
"Mmm... do we have to get up..."
Rong Xingyu was not actually awake, but somewhere in his half-dreaming memory he still remembered he needed to get up.
The words he mumbled had a thick, sleepy tone.
Ding Yixin couldn’t help laughing.
He lowered his head and kissed Rong Xingyu’s brow, while his other hand gently stroked Rong Xingyu’s back.