Chapter 21.1

Translator: Hua

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Jing Xun was dreaming again.

Yet it was the same dream and the same person again.

But this time the action changed again.

This dream made him a little tired and a little pleasurable. In a word, it was sentimental and dark. After Jing Xun really broke away from his dream, he became a little dumbfounded.

…He was dreaming again?

Dreaming of Shen Yijin?

No way, he was thinking about the villain big brother that much?

Jing Xun sat on the bed with the quilt and rubbed his face, it took a long time for him to calm down.

The light in the room was very dim. It should be bright outside, but the curtains in the bedroom were very thick, blocking most of the light. Only the gaps between the curtains and the windows barely let the light shine in.

Jing Xun checked the time, it was seven o’clock in the morning.

He usually got up at around seven o’clock, but he slept late yesterday. To be honest, he was still sleepy at the moment.

However, there are a lot of things to do today. Besides, he was at the big brother’s house… Jing Xun didn’t dare to stay in bed, so he quickly got up from bed to wash up.

He brushed his teeth and washed his face. After he came out, he pulled down the bed, spread out the quilt completely, and slightly cleaned it up.

Eh…huh?

When making the bed, Jing Xun found that there was a trace of wrinkles on the silk sheets next to him.

……Actually he had a problem, that is, when he was sleeping, his upper body was still honest, but his legs were often not honest.

He liked to hug the quilt or other things when sleeping. Maybe because of the sleepiness, he slept very well last night.

But looking at this trace… he seemed to be kicking toward that side…

Jing Xun hurriedly flattened the sheets.

But when he was finishing it up, very soon, he found a new trace—the edge under the pillow, on the other side of the bed. Why are there wrinkles? ?

No matter how long his legs were, he wouldn’t be able to reach that far, right? ? ?

He was unable to explain this but a picture flashed in his mind.

Originally he didn’t remember much when he woke up, but now seeing this trace, it seemed… Last night when he was half-dreaming and half-awake, he was pressing on something with one leg.

Anyway, he felt quite comfortable at that time, so comfortable that he didn’t think much about it, and then fell asleep in a flash.

But now, presumably… that should be…

Jing Xun hurriedly walked out of the room.

But he didn’t expect that, just out of the room, he could smell the freshly grounded coffee mixed with toast.

Jing Xun: !

Suddenly smelling such a strong aroma of coffee in the early morning was indeed quite refreshing, and it made people feel good unconsciously.

Walking through the long corridor back to yesterday’s hallway, Jing Xun saw a slender and ugright figure in the kitchen at first glance.

Shen Yijin was wearing a beige V-neck casual half-sleeve with a pair of dark gray trousers underneath. He was holding a mug in his hand and looked like he was drinking coffee.

Because of his height, even if he was half leaning against the countertop and slightly bent his knees, the entire kitchen was still a little small for him.

But it was the first time Jing Xun saw the other party wearing clothes other than formal suits. Before that, he had never expected that a person like the villain big brother would actually match casual clothes this well.

When not at home, the cold air on his body remained the same.

But perhaps it was his good facial features, distinct outline, and good figure. In this way, Shen Yijin, who bathed in the sunlight, was indescribably handsome and cool. It looked like he popped out of some idol drama…

Although this was indeed the case, and there was nothing wrong with this.

Hearing the movement from Jing Xun’s side, Shen Yijin’s gaze naturally moved over, and the peach blossom eyes, which can’t be called romantic, were a bit less faint than before.

He said to Jing Xun: “Good morning.”

“Good morning, sir.” Jing Xun walked over.

Shen Yijin asked, “Is Xiao Xun hungry? Would you like some coffee?”

Jing Xun: “…”

Shen Yijin’s tone was very natural, which gave him the illusion of an old man. So that the question was stuck in his mouth, and he forgot to ask.

At this moment, there was another sound in the kitchen. In Jing Xun’s blind spot, assistant Jin Zheheng, who was still dressed in a neat suit, carefully stretched out his body very inexplicably. Facing Jing Xun, he bowed and respectfully said: “Good morning, Mr. Yan.”

Jing Xun: …?

If he remembered correctly, Assistant Jin called him Student Yan last time.

But what Jing Xun was thinking at this time was: Fortunately, he didn’t ask the question just now.

He didn’t asked whether or not Mr. Shen was sleeping with him last night.

…This kind of topic, it would be embarrassing if it was heard by others.

Shen Yijin seemed to be ignorant of the crisis that was about to happen. He put down the cup in his hand: “Here is some whole wheat bread. Would you like to have some?”

The sliced ​​bread that happened to be placed in the toaster was automatically ejected with a crisp sound. Shen Yijin used the food tongs to pick it up, put it on the plate, and handed it to Jing Xun.

“Eat something simple first, and later we will go to the hospital to handle the affair.”

“En…” After yesterday’s incident, Jing Xun didn’t dare to say thank you to him.

But he was extremely uncomfortable not saying thank you to people, so the last words that came out were: “Okay, sir.”

Jing Xun didn’t notice this last night. It turned out that there was a special feature on this side of the kitchen. Not only was there a big countertop, but also a round dining table.

Above the dining table was a row of crystal chandeliers hanging upside down. Next to it was a decorative shelf with several pots of plants. Plants with long stems and large leaves hanging outside the flower pots. The decoration style was simple and warm.

It seemed that Assistant Jin was just watering those pots of green plants.

Seeing that Jing Xun was about to sit down to eat, Assistant Jin also stopped his work. As President Shen’s special assistant, he was very tactful. He immediately said: “Boss, How about I’ll wait for you and Mr. Yan downstairs?”

“Good.” Shen Yijin said.

Then assistant Jin left. There were only two people left in the big room. Shen Yijin poured a cup of coffee for Jing Xun in front of the coffee machine and said, “Do you like Americano? There is no sugar or milk here. If you are not used to it, I’ll ask someone to prepare some next time.”

Jing Xun took the cup of coffee with both hands. He hadn’t drunk Americano yet, but the smell was so fragrant. So after blowing it a little bit, he couldn’t wait to take a sip carefully.

It was not as smooth as the high milk content of cappuccino. Americano was obviously much purer, showing the bitterness and astringency of coffee to the fullest. But at the same time, it was very mellow and steaming, which was not unacceptable.

Jing Xun said, “This is good too, thanks…by the way, sir, have you eaten yet?”

“I have eaten.” Shen Yijin said, “The bread was brought by Jin Zheheng this morning. What do you usually eat for breakfast? Next time ask him to bring what you like.”

The taste of the toast was actually very good. Jing Xun was not very picky. He paid all his attention to what Shen Yijin had just said “Next time”.

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It meant that, besides last night, he would stay here in the future.

Jing Xun remembered again that last night perhaps Shen Yijin was back to sleep in his room.

About this matter…

How should he ask him about this? After all, he was awake now, and after thinking about it more carefully, last night from the beginning Shen Yijin didn’t say that he wanted to move out of the master bedroom.

Besides, he didn’t wake him up. It was probably that both of them slept on each side, and in the middle of the night he crossed the line… ahem.

While eating bread and drinking coffee, Jing Xun chose to beat around the bush.

He asked: “Sir, why did you go to wash in the room next door last night?”

Shen Yijin was still standing at the same place.

The home clothes were a bit looser, so the tall and lean figure looked more slender. At this time, Shen Yijin seemed to be no different from an ordinary young man in his twenties.

He didn’t ask Why Jing Xun suddenly asked him this. The young man asked, and he answered: “The bathroom in the master bedroom is not soundproofed. I don’t want to make noise while you are sleeping.”

Jing Xun: “…”

This cleared up the case.

So the villain big brother deliberately went back to his room to pick up his clothes and took them to the next room just to wash. He didn’t mean to sleep in another room.

In fact, it was easy to understand… After all, Shen Yijin’s overall behavior patterns were automatically substituted into the role of “fiancé”. How could he take the initiative to sleep in separate rooms?

Jing Xun felt that he was still very naïve last night.

He couldn’t help lowering his head, but he also wanted to ask him if his sleeping posture was bad last night, did he mount him or not at the end.

But talking about this matter in broad daylight, and facing the tall and abstinent Shen Yijin, he couldn’t ask.

Forget it, let’s talk about it later.

He ate with his head down, the soft hair on the top of his head was a little messy when sleeping, and now it stood up slightly, making his back look softer and more lovely.

This reminded Shen Yijin of what he looked like when he went back to pick up his clothes last night, the young man leaned on the bed half-propped up and slightly raised his neck to look at him…

Shen Yijin suddenly lowered his eyes, his long and straight eyelashes could almost cover all his emotions, and the kitchen fell into silence again.

Then it was Jing Xun who took the lead and said, “By the way, what time did you get up sir?”

Shen Yijin: “At half past six.”

Jing Xun lifted his chin again, and pointed to the shelf with green plants on the opposite side of the table: “Are those plants grown by mister?”

Shen Yijin: “No.”

Jing Xun: “?”

Shen Yijin explained: “The doctor said that growing green plants in the house could ease the emotions, but I don’t usually come back. It is the housekeepers or assistants who came to take care of them.”

Jing Xun: “Oh.”

It was obvious that Mr. Shen didn’t like plants that much.

With such beautiful scenery, he just stood in front of the countertop and drank coffee, but didn’t come to sit.

In addition, he didn’t come back often.

It seemed that this was just Shen Yijin’s temporary foothold, not his home.

While Jing Xun was having breakfast, Shen Yijin took advantage of this time to go back to the room and change his clothes.

Before entering the house, he pointed to the clothes hanger at the entrance of the hallway and said, “The clothes Jin Zheheng brought in the morning are over there. Try to see if they fit.”

Jing Xun: “Yes.”

He quickly finished the bread and coffee, washed the plate cleanly, then Jing Xun went to check his clothes.

Assistant Jin brought him clothes from a certain luxury brand, more than one set… and they were all packed in sealed boxes. It looked like VIP customers went to the store to pick them up early in the morning.

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