Translator: Miyuki

Proofreader: Sapiosexual 

 

Why can't I open my mouth?

I really should say something this time, but I really did not know what to say, even my eyes were shut tight as I did not dare to look at the person in front of me.

"This..." The president seemed to be looking at me with a very difficult expression on.

My mind began to wander as it suddenly emerged with a lot of ideas, and my heart felt very comfortable as I said: "I know that you were having a bit of drink last night, we are both adults, obviously we were just fooling around, nothing serious."

I finished that as I closed my eyes tightly.

"Fooling around? Who is fooling around?"

Ah? I suddenly opened my eyes and saw the president furrow his brows deeply, with his thin lips tightened.

The president has a very beautiful lip line, last night with such beautifully contoured lips he...

My face became even hotter, and I looked at him in panic, feeling totally lost.

"Do you want to go back on those words you said last night?"

"Ah?"

"You said you want to be with me." He casted down his eyes as if he was embarrassed.

He remembers? In those romance novels written, usually in this case the drinker would be the one to forget about everything the next morning, then put on his clothes and leave some money on the nightstand, and hurriedly leave the scene.

I was still lost in my own thoughts when I felt something hot and hard rubbing against my thigh.

I got surprised for a moment as I saw the president's ears turn a crimson color.

Even my body also started to heat up, the morning for men is considering as the most terrible time of the day.

When the atmosphere eased down a little bit, now it became all awkward again. I could also feel his body also heating up, I bit down on my lips thinking if I were as bold as some people, then I would know what to do in this situation.

"P-President...."

He leaned over and buried his face in my shoulder so I couldn't see his face as he vaguely said: "Call my name."

I really could not withhold it any longer, my heart was about to jump out of my ribcage.

"An, An Yuan..."

He held my arms tightly, then whispered a word in my ear.

"What?" Even if he was so close to me, I still did not hear it.

He lifted his head to look up at me, his eyes were moist and bright.

He asked me: "Can we do it again?"

I stared at him and said: "Um."

Oh god, let me die now.

000

Making love is a very troublesome activity, especially the sex between two men.

Alright, in actuality it is very pleasurable, but the bottom one always has it tough. After that the president, uh, I should be calling him An Yuan now...helped me into the bathroom, and then helped me clean up my body, during that process I saw that he got excited again, but this time we were very understanding and chose to ignore it.

I told him where the new sheet is, he took it out to replace the dirty one. I watched as he rolled up his sleeves as he clumsily made the bed, somehow it felt so unreal.

Just like that I went to bed with my own boss, and he was now helping me to change the sheet that we both stained.

"What do you want to eat? I'm going to call for takeout." He asked after he had finished everything.

I was too lazy to cook, so takeout sounded pretty good to me, so I nodded and said: "Anything is fine, I'm not a picky eater."

Afterwards he made a phone call, then we both waited for our delivery in silence.

There seemed to be some hot stuff floating in the air that caused people's face to blush.

And when our delivery came, we both sat at the two ends of the table, as if we were negotiating something.

I looked at the bowl of porridge and light dishes on the table, I felt quite touched.

I stirred the porridge as he asked: "Hot?"

I shook my head, the temperature was just right, but there was something I wanted to make clear between us.

"You..."

"I..."

"You go first."

"You go first."

I wanted to jump into the porridge and get drowned in there...

An Yuan narrowed his eyes and said: "You may still feel awkward now, but I'm being really serious, we both should start dating. Although I'm quite an idiot in love, we can take it slow, can't we?"

He stared intensely at me as he finished.

I let out a laugh and said: "What should I do? I'm also stupid, even more than you, you're not allowed to let me go due to my stupidity."

The expression on his face relaxed, a corner of his mouth slightly curved up, and his eyes looked at me tenderly.

I have never seen him with such expression, so involuntarily my face got red.

He embarrassedly turned his head away and said: "Hurry and eat, it's not good when it gets cold."

I grunted in agreement, and quickly scooped a spoonful of porridge.

After we finished the meal, he cleaned up the table. However, he is not really good with housework, I think probably no one let him do these works, and that made me feel a bit amused.

I sat in the chair and watched him getting busy, I felt that something seemed to overflow from the heart.

When he finished everything, he took his coat and said: "I'm going back now, you get a good rest, I'll see you on Monday."

I nodded my head obediently, yet felt a bit lonely in my heart, Monday ah, that means I would not see him tomorrow?

Suddenly something touched the corner of my mouth, warm and moist.

He kissed me, straightened up, waved his hand at me, and then went out closing the door behind him.

I stood frozen at the entrance, I still could not react even after he had gone. After a while, I covered my heated lips, holding onto my waist and lying on the sofa.

Why did I have the feeling of being too happy that I can die now?

There seemed to be some lingering feeling in the room, everything had changed now, I could never go back, but it was a good start.

My body was still very sore as if there was a spur in it, I really wanted to anxiously nestle on my sofa.

I got up and moved to in front of my computer, turned it on, but this time I didn't play any game, but went straight to QQ. Right when I logged into QQ, the Curious Auntie's avatar flashed up.

I clicked on it and there was a message inside.

"Don't accept that person's confession."

The tone in this message made me chuckle, I vaguely understood what was going on, but I would want to be certain of my thoughts. I typed in a few words to ask: "What is it?"

The other line quickly answered: "Hey, you still have time to be online."

I calmly said: "He's gone."

"...This fool, I had helped him deal with half of his work, why does he need to come back here."

I said: "You've worked hard, Miss Mo."

"Hehe, it was nothing, Mr. Wang."

"Let's meet up."

"Okay, tomorrow afternoon at 3 o'clock, please wear a green shirt and hold a red rose to wait for me at XX square."

"...I don't have green shirt."

"You make me feel disappointed."

"...Moreover I think we both know what the other looks like already."

"Tsk, boring, this is my first time meeting an online friend."

"......"

"Alright, tomorrow at 3:30 in the afternoon, how about the coffee shop across from our company?"

"Sure!"

"Sure!"

Words from the Author:

16: Who says rabbits run faster than turtle? Two rabbits together would only prolong the time...

Notes:

You all must be like "what rabbits got to do with this whole thing"? Well, then I bet you all must have heard of "they do it everyday like two horny rabbits!" Well, instead of going to work, they have morning sex, that slows it down. Now connect the phrase of two rabbits in heat, so if they are sexing, there is no way they will do it fast, so they will take their time. When they take their time, they will be slow, so slow that even a turtle will win them in a race. That is the meaning of this chapter ^^