Chapter 49 – Put on Glasses

Bian Ji paused for a moment before asking, “Where do you want to go?”

Yan Ankuo didn’t immediately give an answer; he asked back, “Are you flying out of Pudong or Hongqiao tomorrow?”

Without hesitation, Bian Ji replied, “From Pudong.”

Yan Ankuo then made a firm decision, “Then we’ll stay near the airport.”

“Huh? But… Isn’t it too far from the Hongqiao Station?” Bian Ji worried about whether he would make it to his train the next day, “It’s too much trouble for you. Let’s find a place that’s more convenient for both of us.”

“We’re going to Pudong Airport,” Yan Ankuo stubbornly changed the navigation destination, “I’ll see you off tomorrow.”

This was to reduce Bian Ji’s commute time the next day, maximizing the time they could spend together while they were both awake.

Thinking about this, Bian Ji couldn’t help but feel soft-hearted and didn’t insist further, agreeing with a heart full of concern.

Ever since the ten-hour countdown began, both of them had started talking a lot more, as if some end-of-the-world scenario had been triggered in a game, where they had to race against time to share their thoughts with each other. Though the conversations were often trivial, their exchanges filled the gentle evening breeze of the city that never sleeps with a special warmth.

The car passed through the bustling elevated highways and arrived at the area near the airport when traffic had already thinned out.

Crew accommodations were usually arranged by the airlines, with colleagues sharing rooms in pairs. Today, however, because there was an additional Yan Ankuo, Bian Ji had to book a new room himself.

After checking the remaining room availability, the front desk apologized, “There’s only one business king-size bed room left.”

“No problem,” said Bian Ji.

Following behind him, Yan Ankuo jokingly whispered, “Thanks for the hospitality, Chief Attendant Bian.”

Bian Ji found it hard not to think of something else, stifling a laugh and gently pinching his face when no one was around.

Almost everyone in this hotel was a colleague from the airline industry. Bian Ji greeted people three times just in the elevator, surrounded by familiar faces. Walking beside him, Yan Ankuo inevitably attracted numerous inquisitive glances.

Bian Ji quickly walked down the corridor, swiped the door open, and let the person inside.

The door slammed shut. Yan Ankuo wasted no time, locking the door with one hand while pressing Bian Ji against it with the other, kissing him.

Caught off guard by the sudden kiss, Bian Ji caught his breath and asked, “So eager today?”

“A lot of people were looking at you earlier,” Yan Ankuo seemed displeased, biting down hard on Bian Ji’s shoulder, “Why are you so appealing to others?”

Bian Ji protested, “They’re all just colleagues…”

Yan Ankuo remarked, “Looks like you’re on good terms with all of them.”

Bian Ji fell silent, fearing swollen lips when he met people the next day if he continued speaking.

Yan Ankuo’s kissing skills were indeed exceptional, moving deftly. Unbeknownst to Bian Ji, he was pushed halfway out of his uniform and onto the king-sized bed, forced to turn over.

Yan Ankuo was like a seductive merman, pinning him down and whispering by his ear, “Is it okay?”

Bian Ji swallowed, “Mm.”

Yan Ankuo then made an even bolder move, seemingly undergoing some sort of desensitization therapy with patience, “How about now?”

Bian Ji’s ears gradually flushed red, “Can… can.”

Yan Ankuo wouldn’t let up, “Is this also okay?”

“All, all up to you,” Bian Ji couldn’t bear it anymore, begging, “Please.”

Yan Ankuo remained composed, buttoned up, kneeling above him with a serious expression, asking, “What are you begging for?”

Bian Ji refused to say, so Yan Ankuo continued until he coaxed out the words he wanted to hear from deep within his throat.

Yan Ankuo had assumed that Bian Ji was someone who lived for the moment. Unexpectedly, he had remarkable endurance, holding back no matter how tormented he was, not making a single sound.

A mature man, desperately suppressing his movements, yet his expressions were unrestrained, providing a great psychological thrill.

So Yan Ankuo turned on the warm yellow light and made a new request, “Turn on the light, help me put on my glasses.”

Why did Yan Ankuo, who only wore glasses during meetings and work, need to go through the unnecessary trouble now?

Bian Ji’s ears were red as if they might bleed, helping him put them on while asking helplessly, “Why do you need them?”

Yan Ankuo leaned in close, whispering in his ear, “To take a good look at you.”

Bian Ji’s face instantly turned red, as if he was in a dreamy cloud, floating aimlessly, unable to muster the strength to resist, leaving everything to him.

Bian Ji had to admit that Yan Ankuo had some innate talent.

Given their experience in the car, Bian Ji felt that Yan Ankuo was relatively lenient this time.

Moreover, since Yan Ankuo had just put on the glasses he rarely wore, Bian Ji felt weak in the knees every time he picked them up again.

“Don’t worry, I just can’t see clearly,” Yan Ankuo restrained himself, ending things before midnight, his actions already sufficiently gentle, leaving a kiss on his forehead, “Get some sleep early, you have a schedule tomorrow.”

Supporting himself on his elbow, Bian Ji half-jokingly said, “You should wear your glasses less often.”

Confused, Yan Ankuo responded, “Huh?”

Bian Ji gave him an honest evaluation, “Too animalistic.”

Yan Ankuo chuckled softly, scolding him for his choice of words.

Bian Ji waved his hand, about to lie down, when Yan Ankuo suddenly said, “Wait, I need to adjust the mattress.”

Poor thing, it hadn’t anticipated such a calamity, moved five centimeters without regard for its weight by Yan Ankuo unknowingly, now half of the corner was exposed.

Once Yan Ankuo finished repositioning it, Bian Ji opened his suitcase, laid out his sleeping bag, took out his earplugs, putting on a more distant demeanor than if they were sleeping in separate beds.

Yan Ankuo couldn’t help laughing and crying, saying, “You seem like those… scumbags who deny their involvement after they’ve had their way.”

Scumbag Bian Ji cooperatively spread out the pillow and sleeping bag, explaining, “No, I always bring this when I’m traveling, I’m used to it, otherwise I can’t sleep.”

When on a business trip, Bian Ji stayed in standard rooms, but he disliked sharing a room with others very much, so he used a sleeping bag and earplugs to isolate himself, bringing his own pillow to create a space entirely his own.

In this way, even in unfamiliar environments, he could avoid the discomfort of adjusting to a new bed, ensuring the quality of his sleep.

Yan Ankuo didn’t suffer from sleep issues, so he didn’t fully understand this behavior, but he expressed understanding, didn’t ask too many questions, and let Bian Ji take a shower first.

After drying his hair, Bian Ji curled up and nestled into his sleeping bag. The zipper was pulled up so high that it nearly covered his nose.

Worried that he would feel stuffy, Yan Ankuo reached out to lower the zipper a bit.

Bian Ji suddenly retreated slightly as if startled, and only after realizing it was Yan Ankuo did he show a perfect social smile, “What’s up?”

Yan Ankuo’s fingers paused as he said, “I was afraid you’d suffocate and wanted to adjust the zipper for you.”

“Oh, I can do it myself,” Bian Ji said as he rolled over, leaving most of the bed to Yan Ankuo, huddling in a tiny corner, “Go to sleep!”

Yan Ankuo found this a bit odd, but couldn’t pinpoint exactly what was strange. Since he was tired, he lay down next to Bian Ji, naturally grabbing the sleeping bag and pulling the person into his arms, “Can I hug you through the bag?”

Bian Ji instinctively bent forward, hesitated for a moment, and agreed to the request.

Although they had engaged in tiring activities before sleeping and the sleeping bag, once zipped up, created a small, dark safe haven, Bian Ji’s sleep quality wasn’t particularly good that night.

After Yan Ankuo fell asleep, Bian Ji quietly rolled over to the other corner of the bed, gradually drifting off to sleep.