Chapter 9 - A Special Feeling

Proofread by Yin Jing

Ai Changhuan quietly pushed the hand of Lu Zhanke away, “Don’t do that! There’re so many people watching us!”

Yang Anxin snickered: “Eat what you want. Take it easy. We haven’t seen anything.”

Lu Zhanke raised his eyebrows and got closer to Ai Changhuan: “Honey, what about having a taste?”

“…”

Although everyone pretended not to notice, their eyes were still focused on Ai Changhuan and Lu Zhanke.

Ai Changhuan was in for it, but Lu Zhanke wouldn’t stop until he achieved his goal. If she refused to eat, he would really keep holding it.

After understanding that, she simply closed her eyes and put the fish in her mouth. “I can bear it, I can, I can”, she told herself.

She picked up a spoon and scooped soup, but Lu Zhanke grabbed her spoon and drank her soup.

She was completely stunned.

Was their relationship good enough to use the same spoon for soup?

Ignoring her shocked expression, Lu Zhanke turned to Yang Anxin, “Your cooking skill is getting better and better. This soup is delicious with a special taste.”

“…” Now Ai Changhuan had a special feeling as well.

Yang Anxin smiled to them, “No matter how good the soup is, it’s far less than the affections between you two.”

Song Shizhang shouted that he wanted a wife now, and said, “I’m so envying you!”

Du Yucheng gradually tightened his hand which was holding a glass, and finally drank the glass of wine in one gulp.

At the end of the meal, Song Shizhang and Du Yucheng were quite drunk.

One continued to make noise, while the other quietly lay on the table.

Pei Mu and his wife had to take care of Song Shizhang, who got wild with wine, and thus they entrusted Du Yucheng to Lu Zhanke.

Du Yucheng tightly grasped the lower hem of Lu Zhanke’s clothes, and his hand could not be removed.

Once again, Lu Zhanke failed to remove Du Yucheng from him. He took a look at Ai Changhuan and said sullenly, “It seems that the only way is to take him home. What do you think?”

Ai Chuanghuan didn’t understand why Lu Zhanke asked for her opinion, but it was a good chance to ask Du Yucheng alone.

Then she immediately answered, “No problem.”

Saying goodbye to Mr. and Mrs. Pei, Lu Zhanke helped Du Yucheng to leave, followed by Changhuan.

After returning home, Lu Zhanke took Du Yucheng to living room and said to Ai Changhuan, “Get a basin of water.”

Failing to stay and take care of Du Yucheng, Ai Changhuan was a little disappointed, but still agreed.

By the time she brought the water to the living room, Du Yucheng was already in the bed, with two buttons on his chest undone, exposing a reddish chest and slender neck.

She hasn’t seen Qin Zhan’s body yet so it’s hard to tell whether Du Yucheng and Qin Zhan were the same person for a while.

Seeing her staring at Du Yucheng’ s chest all the time, Lu Zhanke frowned discontentedly and said, “Go out first.”

Ai Changhuan ignored the unhappy look on his face and insisted, “It’s impossible for you to look after him only by yourself. I’d better stay here.”

“He’s a man. It’s not convenient for you to stay here. You’d better go back to your room.” Lu Zhanke refused uncompromisingly.

“Well, call me if you need anything.” Ai Changhuan said reluctantly.

She called Ji Xingfan immediately she went back to the bedroom.

“Xingfan, it’s really out of my expectation. I met Qin Zhan.” Ai Changhuansaid excitedly.

Ji Xingfan was not so optimistic as Ai Changhuan was, and she began to burst Ai Changhuan’s bubble again. “No picture, no truth. Can you send me photos?”

“Umm…” Ai Changhuan really didn’t have any. “He’s staying with Lu Zhanke now. If you don’t believe it, I’ll take photos.”

“Photos? Show me a video!” Ji Xingfan directly requested.

“Okay. Don’t make a sound.” Ai Changhuan held her mobile and began to sneak into the living room.

The door of the room was half closed. Stooping close, she saw Lu Yucheng wiping Du Yucheng’s face and two men came closer and closer.

Ai Changhuan hurriedly pulled out her cell phone and pointed it at them inside the room.

At this time, Du Yucheng in the bed had a little movement as if he called Lu Zhanke’s name.

After struggling for a long time, he seemed to wake up. ” Why did you marry her?”

Lu Zhanke was silent for a moment, then answered in a low voice. “I have my difficulties…But actually, it’s also good for you.”

“Fuck you! Good for me? ” Du Yucheng’s face blushed scarlet. All of a sudden he attacked Lu Zhanke, turned over and pressed Lu under him.

On the other end of the phone, Ji Xingfan opened her mouth wide, which was big enough to hold an egg. Gosh! Why was there a live sex show between two men in Ai Changhuan’s home？

Du Yucheng pressed against him closer, “You know who’s my love…”

“Ah!” Ji Xingfan, who promised to keep silent, screamed uncontrollably on the phone. It interrupted the “cordial communication” between two guys.

How could JiXingfan not be so excited? She had never thought Ai Changhuan’s husband was a gay who hugged and slept with a man.

Ai Changhuan didn’t know how excited Ji Xingfan was. The only thing she knew was that she had been noticed.

Two men on the bed turned quickly to look at her.