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Li Ying grinned down at him slyly, pressing him down by his shoulders, and despite his greater strength, Hanjun let him, feeling flustered by Li Ying’s aggressive display of affection.
“Hanjun.” Li Ying purred, leaning down closer, and spread his legs wider on either side of Hanjun’s loins. Li Ying’s elevated buttocks swayed left and right under the skirt, catching Hanjun’s attention before he could tear his wandering gaze back to his eyes.
“Uncle’s precious little prince,” Li Ying murmured right into Hanjun’s ear, “this little tart is going to make him his.” He licked Hanjun’s neck, making the man under him shiver in pleasure.
“What is this, all of a sudden?” Hanjun swallowed, his Adam’s apple bobbing under Li Ying’s lips. “I am… already yours,” Hanjun whispered, quivering. Li Ying had always been frisky, but Hanjun had never seen him get like this. Hanjun liked it.
“Yes, you are, and I’m gonna make him believe it.” Li Ying moved up to kiss Hanjun’s lips, and they were soft and pliable under his own, receiving the kiss gratefully. To Hanjun, it was like an antidote against his festering doubts to see how determined Li Ying was to make this work.
“Li Ying,” Hanjun spoke, “I’m sorry you have to deal with all this.”
Li Ying just grinned. “Wu Yiheng will find that I won’t give up until I’ve made Wu Hanjun my husband. After all…” Li Ying began opening Hanjun’s shirt’s buttons one by one. Hanjun was aware of the two tea bunnies on the tray, watching, losing their innocence. “If he was afraid of me seducing you, he’s already lost.”
Hanjun thought Li Ying was too audacious, but he loved him for it.
iiiIn China, 'face' refers to a person's reputation and is a key part of social dynamics and society. Giving face means giving deference to someone in order to improve their standing or reputation, or to pay homage to their superior reputation or standing. Custer, Charles. "'Face' Culture in China." ThoughtCo, Apr. 30, 2025, thoughtco.com/face-culture-in-china-687428.13.26 1.6.2025
Chapter 9:The Interns
Hanjun had to return to work the next day, as Christmas wasn’t a public holiday in China. While Li Ying knew this, he’d somehow hoped Hanjun would have taken the day off anyway.
“What am I going to do the whole day, spend Christmas Eve all alone?” Li Ying whined, still in bed and clinging to Hanjun’s boxers, almost pulling them down as the man was trying to get up.
“We can go buy gifts together after work,” Hanjun said with half of his cheeks out.
“Christmas in a mall…”
“I can reserve a nice restaurant, if you want.”
“M-hm, better.”
“Let go now.”
“No. I’m keeping these, to remember Hanjun by.”
“Ridiculous.” Hanjun looked tenderly upon the man hanging from his underwear. “Would you like a tour of the office?”
Li Ying looked up. Office, mall, it sounded like the lamest holiday ever, but Li Ying was actually excited to see where Hanjun worked. “Yes! But no way I’m getting up yet.”
“I will arrange for someone to show you around. Send me a message when you’re ready to be picked up, and I’ll send a company car.”
“Kiss.”
Hanjun leaned down to give him a good smooch, and only then was he released.
Li Ying snoozed for a couple more hours before getting up to brew himself coffee. He was wearing one of Hanjun’s gym t-shirts and the pink pajama shorts, the closest thing to boxers he had with him and what he’d been sleeping in. He called Anne to consult her on the day’s plan:
“Good morning, pretty! Hey, I’m visiting Hanjun’s office today and I need an outfit, can you come over?”
“Got it, I’ll head over in a bit. Um, Li Ying?”
”’Sup?” Li Ying sipped from his cup.
“Have you seen the newspapers?”
Li Ying froze with the cup over his lips before putting it down, swallowing. “What newspapers?”
“A local daily newspaper. Don’t worry, it’s nothing bad, but I thought you should know. Wait, I’ll be there shortly and show you then.”
