PUBG Online Romance of the Century

Edited by Noks

Yi Chen took a packet from the bundle of snacks he had just bought out of the bag, opened its packaging, and stuffed a chocolate into Yu Yan's mouth.

Yu Yan tasted the sweetness and said vaguely, "What's the matter?"

"Do you still want to eat?" Yi Chen asked him.

"Yes ah."

"Then be quiet, don't talk." After Yi Chen finished saying this, he paused and continued, "Note down whatever else it is you want to say in your heart first, then recite it all back to me later."

"……" Yu Yan bit the chocolate in his mouth in half.

The two of them returned home. The car stopped, and Yu Yan carried the large shopping bag and quickly got out of the car.

Yi Chen closed the door, looked at his figure being in a hurry to get away, and laughed. "What are you running for?"

Weren't you speaking so rashly and boldly in the car just now?

Yu Yan didn't even turn his head as he replied, "I'm going to wash the vegetables!"

Yu Yan ran home, grabbed those particular things out of the bag, and randomly placed them out of sight on a high shelf of the living room bookshelf.

He had been worried that when Yi Chen took things out later, he would accidentally find these things again… Wouldn't that be very embarrassing?!

After he put those things away, he let out a breath of relief and carried the bag into the kitchen to prepare dinner. Yet as a result, as soon as he entered the kitchen, Yi Chen followed behind him.

Yu Yan's finger paused just as he was about to click on a Baidu recipe and he asked, "How come you're here too?"

"Let's make it together." Yi Chen pushed up the cuffs of his shirt a little bit. "Which one are we doing first?"

After the two of them put everything in order, they started on cooking the first dish.

Yu Yan picked up his cellphone and looked embarrassed. He finally scooted closer to Yi Chen's side.

"Yi Chen." His voice wasn't loud as he asked, "….It says to put 3 grams of seasoning in. How much is 3 grams?"

Yi Chen scanned the recipe. All the ingredient quantities stated in it were accurate down to the gram. It looked detailed, but it wasn't practical.

He first divided out the seasonings, then took Yu Yan's cellphone, and found a different recipe for the same dish. This time, the quantities were not a pile of numbers, but instead used "spoons" for measurement.

Yi Chen said in a light voice, "Don't look at this kind of recipe in the future, even if you call over the person who wrote the recipe, he may not be able to weigh out 3 grams himself."

Yu Yan had originally felt a little depressed.

Although it had been beyond his control, he had recently discovered that his knowledge when it came to all aspects of life was still too little.

The person next to him had gently given him a way out of this awkward situation. Yu Yan pursed his lips, and then nodded.

He had just picked up the spatula and turned the vegetables over when he found his hands suddenly empty.

"Leave your hands to grasp the mouse," Yi Chen said, "I'll do it, you go wash the vegetables."

Although the taste of this home-made dinner couldn't compare with that of food from restaurants, they both enjoyed it very much.

After finishing dinner, Yu Yan took the cake out of the refrigerator. "When will Yi Ran come back? Shall we wait for him?"

Yi Chen said, "No need, just leave some for him in the refrigerator."

Yi Chen didn't know how many years it had been since he had seen a birthday cake and the like.

As Yu Yan took out a candle from the bag, he frowned slightly and asked, "Aren't there candles shaped like numbers?"

"There weren't any number 8 candles." Yu Yan said tactfully, "And with ordinary candles, I was afraid I wouldn't stick the candles in well, and it wouldn't look good."

Yi Chen: "…"

The candles would be thick and dense, of course it wouldn't look good.

Yu Yan lit the candle, turned off the lights, then gave him a sideways glance. "Do you want me to sing Happy Birthday?"

Yi Chen suddenly asked him, "How do you spend your birthdays?"

Yu Yan was stunned and answered casually, "I… order myself a big meal ba."

He made it sound better than it had been. He had been living in straitened circumstances these past few years, so how could he care about whether or not it was his birthday. If it hadn't been for China Mobile sending him a birthday blessing text message every year, he would have nearly forgotten about it.

Yi Chen held his gaze. "No singing."

Yu Yan asked, "Then what's your wish?"

Yi Chen closed his eyes, but thought of nothing.

After he blew out the candle, and the lights were turned back on, Yu Yan took out a black package from behind him.

"Happy birthday." His eyes were shining, and his small tiger's tooth looked particularly dazzling with his smile. "This is a gift."

Yi Chen raised his eyebrows, took the box, and opened it.

It was a silver wristwatch interlaced with black metal with an exquisite design and generous in style. It could be seen that the workmanship was exceptionally fine and that its price wouldn’t have been cheap.

Yi Chen knew the brand on the box. There were many seven figure style, and even the lowest priced ones were at least worth five figures. This one looked like the middle-class style of that brand.

All men had a special love for watches and shoes, and Yi Chen was no different. He had never seen a watch that seemed more pleasing to him.

He didn't rush to take it out and asked, "How could you buy something so expensive, didn't you say you needed to support your family?"

"Supporting you is supporting my family ah." Yu Yan looked at him eagerly and urged him, "Put it on and have a look?"

Yi Chen held the box, slightly absent-minded after hearing those words.

"Supporting him" was too novel of a saying. It was the same as whenever Yu Yan had said that he would protect him during the livestream.

Why did he love hearing it so much?

He undid the seven figure watch on his wrist, randomly tossed in on the table, and carefully put on the new watch.

Yi Chen's hands had distinct knuckles, and each finger was very slender. Even if he wore a 100 yuan watch on his wrist, it would still look very good.

Yu Yan stared fixedly at Yi Chen's hand for a very long time.

Yu Yan was obviously not wearing the watch, but he felt so satisfied and was happier than if he had been the one wearing it.

Yu Yan asked, "Do you like it? I'm not very good at picking these things…"

"I like it." Yi Chen said, "I like it very much."

"Then that's good." He glanced at the watch on the table and asked, "Then should we put this one back somewhere?"

Yi Chen put the watch on the shelf beside him, "If I put it somewhere high, it'll be fine."

Yu Yan had still spent a few hours in a luxury watch brand store, so he could tell that that watch wasn't cheap with a glance. "Otherwise, first put it back…"

Before he could finish speaking, he felt something cold at the corner of his mouth.

He didn't react at first, but when he smelled the cake, he said, "What are you—"

So naive.

Yi Chen had touched some icing with his index finger and smeared it at the corner of Yu Yan's mouth.

Yi Chen had wanted to divert his attention away from the watch. He said, "Still not cutting the cake yet?"

Yu Yan replied, "…going to cut it. You cut it ba. The long-lived birthday boy is always the one who cuts the cake first."

Yi Chen nodded and was just about to pick up the plastic knife from the cake shop when he suddenly thought of something.

He raised his hand and extended his index finger towards Yu Yan's mouth.

Yu Yan looked at him blankly. "Huh?"

Yi Chen said, "Lick it clean, or it'll dirty the knife."

"……" Yu Yan's eyes widened. "Just wipe it with a paper towel—"

Before he could finish speaking, Yi Chen took advantage of his open mouth and put his fingertip in.

"……"

Then what else could he do?

It's already in, and it's not like he could drive it out, and he wasn't willing to bite it.

Yi Chen was originally just trying to tease him. However, the moment he was about to pull it out, he felt something lightly touch his fingertip.

—Then wrap around it and clean up the bit of icing there.

Yu Yan quickly finished off the icing on his finger, and felt the sweet and sticky taste spread downwards from the tip of his tongue. Yu Yan turned his face away, the tips of his ears all red. "Okay, cut it quickly."

Yi Chen's throat bobbed gently. He listened to him and cut the first slice.

Yu Yan was just about to get the plastic plates to serve the cake when he heard Yi Chen ask, "Is the cake good?"

Yu Yan nodded. "It's very good, but it's a little sweet. Eat less ba."

"Very sweet?" Yi Chen asked.

Yu Yan answered, "En."

Yi Chen nodded, "Then I'll try some."

"Okay, I'll get a plate…"

Before Yu Yan could finish speaking, the man next to him suddenly lowered his head slightly and kissed the icing smeared at the corner of his mouth.

No one really wanted to eat the cake.

Yu Yan almost couldn't hold the plate stably. He felt so hot that he randomly tossed the plate to the side and reflexively clenched his hands.

The air seemed to be stained with the sweet smell of cake.

After a long time, Yi Chen straightened up. He said in a hoarse voice, "Since I've spent a day in the company, I'll go take a bath first."

Yu Yan only knew how to nod in reply. "Okay…"

"Take it together?"

Yu Yan was stunned. He couldn't even bear to think of that kind of scene. "Ah? That-that's okay ba, I'll wait for you to finish washing first before washing up…"

Yu Yan packed the cake. As soon as he was ready to put it into the refrigerator, he heard the sound of the bedroom door being opened.

He glanced sideways and saw Yi Chen leaning against the door. He was wearing a gray bathrobe with the belt tied loosely, and the lines of his well-proportioned and attractive muscles could be savored at a glance.

He could even see the pair of underwear he was wearing below!!

Yi Chen raised his eyebrows and asked him, "Really not taking it together?"

Who could stand up to that ah?

This was the first time that Yu Yan thought that the trope of nosebleeds in TV series wasn't exaggerated at all. He suspected that if he continued to watch him for a few more minutes, his nose would also start spurting out blood.

Yu Yan's face was completely red. He gritted his teeth, his voice sounded nothing like his own, while his heart fluttered constantly, and he acquiesced, "Then—then how about I… I'll get a towel, and I'll…"

Yi Chen's current mood was as though he had just spent three long months vacationing—

Relaxed, easy, and comfortable.

Seeing the other party's flustered appearance, there was a smile in his voice as he slowly gathered up his bathrobe. "Don't be nervous, I'm teasing you. We'll wash separately."

Yu Yan paused in his actions. "…ah."

"The bathroom in my bedroom is too narrow." Yi Chen said, "I'm afraid you wouldn't feel comfortable."

—

Yu Yan didn't bring his milk shower gel with him this time.

Standing in the bathroom, he had a lot of regrets. He should have rushed to take a bath before Yi Chen. Now, the bathroom was full of the scent of the other person's Gucci cologne, and he felt ashamed to even simply take off his clothes.

After taking a bath, Yu Yan walked out of the bathroom to see Yi Chen sitting on the side of the bed, just the way he had done when he had been in his house, waiting for him.

"Yanyan." Yi Chen, with a book in his hand, saw him come out and called out to him, "Finished washing? Come here."

Yu Yan said, "I'll come later, I… my hair is still wet."

"That's why I asked you to come here." Yi Chen took out a hair dryer from the bedside table. "I'll dry it for you."

Yu Yan hurriedly said, "No need, it'll dry soon…"

Yi Chen's tone was very natural as he said, "I don't want to wait that long."

Yi Chen wasn't very good at blow-drying his hair. Although his posture was clumsy, he was also very careful, so that he wouldn't burn him.

They were both sitting at the edge of the bed at this time. Yu Yan was sitting in front, holding the book Yi Chen had just been reading, and did not dare to move even a muscle.

As the gusts of hot air blew and blew, Yu Yan felt the back of his neck being gently kissed.

At that moment, he felt his back go numb, and he bent his waist unconsciously and quietly called out, "Yi Chen?"

"En." The young man's hair gradually softened in his hands. Yi Chen turned off the hair dryer and kissed him again, this time, kissing the tip of his ear. "Your neck is very beautiful."

Pale and straight.

The tips of Yu Yan's ears were so red. "How could that be… I've been sitting in front of the computer for a long time and my posture is very ugly."

"No, you sit well and look good."

Yi Chen was telling the truth when he said, "You're just too thin."

Yu Yan was just about to explain, but suddenly he froze and couldn't say anything.

Yi Chen's hand poked into the hem of his pajamas.

Yu Yan's mind had filled with many possibilities when he had been taking a bath, but he hadn't expected such a position at all in the end.

Yi Chen held him firmly in his arms from behind him. He couldn't see Yi Chen's expression; he could only hear his voice or feel his movements.

"Here, you're a whole size thinner than me."

"Here too."

Yu Yan instinctively raised his hand to press down on Yi Chen's hand, but the other side suddenly turned over his palm, and the two people's fingers entwined.

Yu Yan sort of couldn't stand it.

When he opened his mouth, his voice sounded as if he was begging for mercy, but what he said was, "Yi Chen… Can we sit face to face? Don't talk into my ear."

Yi Chen was also a little uncomfortable.

He subtly shifted back a bit, in case his own physiological reaction frightened Yu Yan.

"Don't worry, I'll help you."

Yu Yan heard his voice, and at first he was stunned, but then his eyes cleared of all doubts. "…Help me? Then what about yourself?"

Yi Chen's voice was hoarse as he replied, "I'll take care of it later."

"No." Yu Yan grabbed his hand. "Let's do it together ah…didn't we already make all the preparations?"

Yi Chen was silent for a long time, and his tone was full of patient forbearance when he spoke next, "After a whole day of flying, you should be tried. When you're done resting—"

This was the first time Yu Yan distinctly felt the age gap between himself and Yi Chen.

His grip grew stronger and he tightly grasped the back of Yi Chen's hand, speaking hurriedly, without paying much attention to his words, "I've only been on a plane for less than two hours! I'm not tired at all! Or is it that after working for a day, you have no-no strength? Then I can work harder…"

Yi Chen: "…"

Having said this, Yu Yan now felt embarrassed.

Yi Chen felt as if he was about to combust after hearing that.

…… How did he want to "work harder"?

The bedroom suddenly fell into silence. Yu Yan firmed up his resolve and said, "But if you're really… tired, then it's okay if we do it next time."

Yi Chen pinched his ear and said, "…I'm afraid that if I don't do it well, it will hurt you. How can you keep trying to encourage me?"

Yu Yan looked at him with a magnanimous expression and replied, "But I'm not afraid of pain ah."

"……"

Yu Yan said this, then felt that he had been a bit too hasty, which turned into slight embarrassment when he didn't get a response. "I just really want to be with you."

"It's fine, then we'll just do it next time ba. I…I'll just go to the bathroom and do it myself."

He said that and was about to stand up when, unexpectedly, the arms around his waist suddenly tightened. Before he could even react, he was directly carried to the bed by the person behind him.

At last, their gazes met each other.

"I'll be gentler." Yi Chen's Adam's apple rolled, and his voice was hoarse. Because he had been holding himself back just now, his eyes also carried a trace of redness.

He lowered his head and kissed Yu Yan.

"If you don't feel good… endure it for a bit."

……

After a moment, Yu Yan tried to communicate with the other party, "Yi Chen… Shall we take a break first?"

"No way." Yi Chen kissed him on the cheek.

Yu Yan's brain worked quickly as he explained, "No it's… the stuff I bought from the supermarket is still outside. I didn't bring it in…"

The nightstand was opened.

Yi Chen took out several items from the bottom drawer.

"No need." He unwrapped the package and said simply, "I have better ones here."

Yu Yan: "…"

Yu Yan: "?"

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Juurensha: *fans self* you know despite how vague it is, is it a little hot in here? Hahaha, Yanyan is so eager to get it on with Yi Chen. (I sure hope the cake gets eaten by someone eventually….)

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