Chapter 48 of 67
Chapter 48
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After spending a week in hospital, Zhou Bai recovered his vitality and was discharged.
He then realised that he had adapted to married life; someone would worry for him when he went on business trips, someone would care for him when he was in the hospital, someone would chat with him and relieve his boredom, someone would show concern for him during busy periods… and most importantly, this person was pleasing to the eye no matter how much he looked at him. Whenever this person was by his side, he would feel utmost comfort.
The sole problem now was that Zhou Bai felt there was a little lack of seasoning left to flavour his life; it’s that unconventional, physical type of interaction. He was caught in some kind of dilemma…
For example: during his stay in the hospital, he woke up at midnight to use the toilet, and returned to see Jian Ci laying on his side on the accompanying guest bed, his back fully outside the blanket, his t-shirt lifted, exposing a fair and silky-smooth waist. A glimmer of light emitted from the toilet and landed on his waist. Just like this, a dignified President Zhou who stared at that portion of skin, had no sense of shame, and got hard the entire night.
In short, Zhou Bai wanted to pull Jian Ci to his bed, but he did know how to go about doing it.
Zhou Bai had thought he wasn’t gay, and once felt that Jian Ci was just his partner in name, but he could not control how things turned out, especially his lower body, which was even more out of his control.
It was not that he never had the thought of settling it on his own, but if that person filled his mind while settling it, he must be hopeless then. And on top of that, with this person wandering in front of him all day, it would be a struggle to keep his self-control.
He wasn’t arrogant; he felt that Jian Ci had interest in him too, but what’s crucial now is the right time, at the right place.
Zhou Bai intensively looked at the almanac on his computer, and it still displayed the same seven words –
The day is ominous, everything is inadvisable.
Fuck.