After Dressing Up As a Little Fulang

An Yun couldn’t help but push again. After three pushes and four requests, Zang Ya slowly came out of the water and put on his clothes next to him.

An Yun looked at Zang Ya’s thin but well-muscled body, which was obviously a bit boyish. His face suddenly turned red, and he turned his head slightly away, not daring to look any further.

“Not leaving?”

Zang Ya’s voice came, and An Yun whispered, “You go out first, and I’ll come later.” Although the two of them had done a lot of things, he still felt a little uncomfortable when Zang Ya stared at him like this. He felt shy.

Zang Ya looked at him and raised his eyebrows slightly, then said, “No, I want to go out with you.”

An Yun ground his teeth and raised his head to meet Zang Ya’s eyes, only to see him staring straight at him. He was looking at him with a look of great interest on his face, as if he didn’t intend to look away at all.

An Yun persuaded him a few more times.

Zang Ya still didn’t change his mind and made it clear that he would wait for him there.

An Yun’s eyes were red with anger. He finally gritted his teeth and granted Zang Ya’s wish.

After that, the two went to the steam room next to them, where the little maids served and dried their hair, and then returned to the bedroom in the main building.

Until he was laying on the bed, An Yun was reading his plan and writing and drawing on it, but he still didn’t say a word to Zang Ya.

Zang Ya, however, stared at An Yun, whose conspicuous blush had faded away, and whose face now looked a little transparent under the candlelight. He slightly curled the corners of his lips, crawled onto the bed, and, like a puppy, touched his lips lightly to An Yun’s. Then, when An Yun looked over, he laid in his arms and asked, “Are you angry?”

An Yun glanced down at him and said nothing. In fact, just when his hair had been drying and he almost fell asleep, his anger had subsided. He wasn’t that angry; otherwise, he would have been angered to death by various things.

Zang Ya stared at him for a while, and then he seemed to find something. He smiled softly, hugged An Yun’s waist as if in his arms, and pestered him for a kiss.

“You smell so good. We obviously use the same thing, but you smell so good.”

An Yun was stunned for a moment, hesitated, sighed in his heart, and opened his lips.

When Zang Ya felt comfortable enough, he let go of An Yun and laid on his lap. After An Yun calmed down his breathing for a quarter of an hour, Zang Ya spoke again, saying, “Tell me the story of those tomb robbers you told me about last time—the story of the hidden treasure.”

An Yun really admired Zang Ya now, thinking that, regardless of his physical strength, he was also very thick-skinned. However, after hearing Zang Ya’s request, even though he was reluctant, he still recalled it and talked to Zang Ya about the follow-up of those events.

During the narration, Zang Ya occasionally asked a few questions, all about the tomb-robbing and treasure-hiding mechanisms.

An Yun only thought that Zang Ya was curious, but didn’t think much of it. If he knew something, he would describe it to Zang Ya. If he didn’t know, he would skip it, and Zang Ya wouldn’t ask any further questions.

One of them was talking, and the other was asking. The bright moon hung high outside the house, showing a bit of tenderness.

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When An Yun woke up early the next morning, Zang Ya didn’t go out. Instead, he was sitting at the table in his inner clothes, looking at something unknown.

Looking at the people who had gone out early and returned late in the past few days, An Yun felt a little strange that he was still in the house when it was time to go out.

As if aware of An Yun’s movement, Zang Ya turned to look at him, then put the letter in his hand into the incense burner next to him and burned it, before standing up and returning to the bed.

Zang Ya came toward An Yun, laid on his body, took his hand down, and said confidently, “I’ve been waiting for you to wake up for a long time, help me.”

An Yun felt the heat and closed his eyes, but in his heart, he thought that he wouldn’t survive because of his own misfortune.

Half an hour later, An Yun, with a red face, was getting dressed with the help of the maid. He couldn’t help but look at Zang Ya, who was not far away and already dressed.

When he saw the maids changing the sheets and coming out, An Yun’s face turned even redder, but Zang Ya came over without changing his expression and took his hand to go outside to wash and eat.

Until breakfast was almost finished, An Yun’s face was still flushed unnaturally. He looked at Zang Ya sitting there and finally couldn’t help but ask curiously, “Young master, why don’t you go out today?”

An Yun was actually used to Zang Ya going out every day. He still felt a little confused when he watched him take a break.

Zang Ya raised his head and glanced at An Yun. Seeing his face full of doubts, he lowered his head again, looked at the dishes in front of him, and asked casually, “Why, do you expect me to be outside all the time?”

An Yun felt that what Zang Ya said was a bit strange, but he was keenly aware of the unhappiness in Zang Ya’s tone. He quickly said, “Young master, what are you talking about? I’m just a little curious. If you stay at home, of course I’m happy.”

Zang Ya raised his head and stared at An Yun for a while, not knowing whether he believed it or not. He looked away after a while.

When An Yun breathed a sigh of relief, Zang Ya finally said slowly, “I have a rest today, and there are guests coming over, so I will naturally rest.”

An Yun felt a little strange when he heard this. He couldn’t help but look up at Zang Ya and asked with some doubts, “Who is coming?”

Zang Ya looked at An Yun and said directly, “Song Lin.”

“What is he here for?” After An Yun asked, he felt that his question was a bit redundant. Song Lin seemed to like to be with Zang Ya very much, and he also gave Zang Ya a lot of things. Naturally, it was the same when he came here this time.

Who knew, Zang Ya said lightly, “He just came to give me something and help me with some things.”

An Yun felt strange, but Zang Ya just kissed him and said nothing more.