Half-baked

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Huai Nian looked at the chat history on his phone and fell silent.
Although she didn't know why she could sleep for so long, she was still surprised that Duan Huaian could bear not to come down to find her.

After all, what he used to say at home was -
"You don't want to make me angry, right?"
"Come up obediently."
"Or I'll come down to you. Pick one."

"..."
Huai Nian thought about the wording and was about to go back to Duan Huaian when the door was pushed open by Huai Yanjun.
Missing him, he turned off the phone screen without leaving any trace and looked up: "Mom?"

Huai Yanjun asked her, "Do you have any plans for the morning?"
Miss: “No.”
Huai Yanjun asked: "Can you help water the flowers in the backyard garden?"

The backyard garden is not the area under Huai Yanjun's responsibility.
Noticing Huai Nian's confusion, Huai Yanjun explained: "The employee in charge of the garden flowers was sick yesterday, and he asked me to help him. I thought it was just watering the flowers with a hose, which was not a big help, so I agreed. But I have to make breakfast now and don't have time to water the flowers."

Huai Nian understood: "It's okay, I'll go water the flowers."

The low battery reminder popped up on her phone. Huai Nian thought that Duan Huai'an had sent her a message at 1 a.m., but he probably didn't wake up that early. It wouldn't be too late to reply to his message after she came back from watering the flowers.
She plugged in her phone to charge, went to the bathroom to wash up and change her clothes before going to the backyard garden.

In the early morning light, the garden is full of colorful flowers and lush greenery.

I miss finding the water pipe, turning on the faucet, the water pressure is very strong, coming out of the thin long pipe, the water flow is still fierce.
I instantly recall the fun of playing with water when I was a child, using a hose to spray water everywhere.

Suddenly, there seemed to be a sound coming from above my head.
"You seem to be having a lot of fun."

Caught off guard by a familiar voice, Huaian stopped what he was doing and looked in the direction of the voice.
She tilted her head back.
I saw Duan Huaian’s face standing on the second floor.

He was wearing dark grey home clothes and a pair of half-frame glasses on his nose, the lenses sharpened his eyes and added a bit of softness. He had just woken up, so he looked a bit lazy.
He leaned over the balcony railing with both hands, looked at her, and said slowly, "You only care about the life and death of flowers and plants, not your boyfriend's life and death."

"..." Huai Nian said, "I think you are quite energetic."

Duan Huai'an pulled the corner of his mouth, "You woke up but didn't reply to my message?"
Nostalgia avoided the question: "My phone just ran out of battery and is charging."

Hearing this, Duan Huai'an raised his eyebrows slightly, "It's just that his phone is out of battery, he didn't say he didn't see my message."
"..."
"Then come up."
"what?"
"What are you going to do after you wake up?" Duan Huai'an said lazily, "Didn't I tell you?"

After waking up...
want,
Good morning kiss.

When Huai Nian was talking, a butterfly suddenly flew past her eyes, fluttering between her eyelids, making her feel extremely itchy, so she subconsciously slapped the butterfly away with her hands. However, she forgot that she was holding a water pipe with extremely high water pressure in her hand, and the water pipe followed her movements, creating waves in the air, like a sun shower.

The rain continued, and in an instant, the water flowed directly to the bank of Duanhuai River.

Duan Huaian was splashed with water.
He had a blank expression on his face, and his dark pupils stared at her vaguely.
There is a hint of danger in his eyes.

In panic, Huai Nian let go of the water pipe.
In an instant, the escaped water pipe was manipulated by the water pressure, twisting all over the ground and spraying water in all directions.

Huai Nian was not feeling well either, as the water splashed all over her body. She screamed and quickly ran to the faucet to turn off the water.

Duan Huaian, who witnessed all this, smiled from his tightly pursed lips.

My whole body was soaked by water, and there was mud on my calves. I ran back to the room in shame.
When passing by the living room, I unexpectedly ran into Duan Yixing and Cheng Songyue.
"Aunt Cheng. Uncle Duan."

Cheng Songyue leaned half of her body in Duan Yixing's arms. When she saw Huai Nian, she greeted her, "Huai Nian, good morning. I brought you a gift, but I'm a little tired now. I'll give it to you after I wake up."
Huai Nian responded obediently: "Thank you, Aunt Cheng."
After saying thank you, Miss returned to his room.

Duan Yixing hugged Cheng Songyue and went upstairs. When the noisy figure went away, he asked, "Who was that just now?"
Cheng Songyue said: "Jun's daughter was Huai'an's high school classmate, and now they are college classmates. She is an exceptionally outstanding girl."

Duan Yixing is not often at home. Like Duan Huaian, he will not even glance at unimportant people.
The couple had been on a flight for more than 20 hours. Cheng Songyue was so tired that she had to close her eyes when walking. Duan Yixing was the only one who could help her. When passing by the living room on the second floor, Duan Yixing saw Duan Huai'an coming out.

He was wearing a grey home suit with water stains on it and there were also water droplets in his neatly hung black hair.

Duan Huai'an's voice was hoarse as if he had just woken up: "Dad, Mom."
Cheng Songyue said lazily: "Don't talk to me, son, your mother is so sleepy."
"Good night." Duan Huaian said perfunctorily.
"..."

It was an extremely brief encounter, lacking the warmth of a rare family reunion.

Cheng Songyue was particularly fond of cleanliness. Even if she was too sleepy to open her eyes, she would still take a bath before going to bed.
As Duan Yixing filled the bathtub for her, some fragmented memories flashed through his mind. He lowered his head, with doubts between his cold brows.
-
Huai Nian thought that after Duan Yixing and Cheng Songyue returned home, Duan Huaian would be more obedient.
However, she underestimated Duan Huaian.

After she changed out of the clothes that were splashed with water, she returned to the bedroom.
The phone screen suddenly lit up due to the incoming message.
I miss walking over and unlocking my phone.

Duan Huai'an: [Come up.]
Missing what to say to him: [Your parents are back home.]
Duan Huai'an: [So? ]

I almost couldn't breathe because of nostalgia. I didn't expect him to be so brave: [What if they find out? ]

Duan Huaian didn't have as much patience to type and send text messages as he did last night.
This time, he sent a voice message.

"They won't notice." His tone was light, but it sounded impatient to Huai Nian. "If I come down to find you, it won't be whether they will notice, but whether your mother will notice."
"I can take care of my parents' side, but what about your mother's side?"
"Baby, you know me. I'm too lazy to explain to others."

I stared at the chat interface with him for a long time, with a bit of helplessness in my expression, but the helplessness disappeared in an instant.

She walked out of the room, looked around, and seeing no one around, she climbed up the stairs quietly.
As soon as my hand touched the door handle, the door was opened from the inside.
Then she was suddenly dragged into the house, her back against the door, facing Duan Huai'an's eager kiss. She was stunned for a moment, and didn't have time to close her eyes. In her field of vision, she saw Duan Huai'an's distinct eyelashes and his pupils filled with intense lust.

Their warm and cool lips touched each other, and he stuck out his wet tongue and licked her lips, his movements were somewhat erotic.
Due to the height difference, she stood on tiptoe and raised her head to kiss him. Her breath was entangled by his, and she shuddered. Noticing this, Duan Huai'an got closer to her. In his arms was her curvy curve, wrapped in thin summer clothes. The fabric seemed to be there and not there, and the touch between the two of them was very real, as if there was nothing in between.

Even the cold air could not dispel the unbearable heat between them.

As the kiss became more and more passionate, Huai Nian felt the door panel behind him vibrating.
She was startled and her lips and tongue moved panicily during the passionate kiss.
"Hiss——" Duan Huai'an made a hissing sound when she bit him. Duan Yixing's voice came from the other side of the door: "Huai'an, are you in the room? I have something to say to you."

Missing the nervousness, her teeth were trembling, and she whispered, "What should I do?"
Duan Huaian reached out and pinched her chin, pretending to kiss her again.
Missing pushing him: "Your dad!"

"Why bother with him?" Duan Huai'an pinched the back of her neck and said slowly, "Didn't I tell you that this room is well soundproofed? He can't hear it."
"What if he pushes the door open?" Huai Nian bit her lip in shame and anger, her whole body filled with resistance to close contact with him.

"He won't." Duan Huai'an's breathing gently hit her face, "Baby, we haven't seen each other for a long time."

His aura enveloped my whole body, and the air was filled with a bewitching haze.
Nostalgia whispered, "Didn't we see it yesterday?"
Duan Huai'an chuckled: "That's not the meeting I'm talking about."
He took her hand, pushed aside his home pants and reached inside. He said in a dark voice, "It's with it. I haven't seen it for a long time."

Missing the burning sensation in her palms, she bit her lip, and just as her fingertips touched, a sharp cell phone ringtone suddenly rang out in the room.

Huai Nian suddenly withdrew her hand and buried her head in his arms. She sounded like she was about to cry: "...phone."
Duan Huaian took a deep breath, his breathing was heavy and filled with dissatisfaction.
He picked up Huai Nian, put her on the bed, and then picked up his cell phone.

It was Duan Yixing who called. Perhaps he didn't get a response from outside the door, so he called him.

Duan Huaian answered the phone while suppressing Hua Nian who was moving on the bed.
Seeing his unthreatening behavior, Huai Nian widened her eyes. She was nervous and scared. She didn't dare to make any sound, and even her breathing was soft.

"Dad." Duan Huai'an took a deep breath, his eyes filled with surging desire, "I'm busy with my girlfriend, I'm hanging up."

It takes three seconds from the time the call is connected to the time the call is disconnected.
After hanging up, Duan Huaian turned off his phone as if he was afraid of being disturbed.
He stared at Nostalgia, his dark eyes seemed to have a hook, hanging Nostalgia, unable to move his eyes away.

He changed his previous tough attitude and instead held Nostalgia's face in his hands and slowly gave her a lingering and gentle kiss.

There was a huge floor-to-ceiling window in the room. At this moment, the curtains were closed and the only light source was the open door.
The light coming through the door was collected by the dressing mirror in the room. Hua Nian collapsed on the bed with no strength left, sweating profusely. She turned her head and saw the overlapping images in the mirror, which were ambiguous and made her blush and her heart beat fast.

She silently buried her head in the pillow, bent her knees against the sheets, rubbing and colliding with the sheets again and again.

When the visual sense is blocked, the hearing becomes particularly clear.
She heard grunting and slapping sounds coming from behind her.

"Did you deliberately use the hose to spray water all over me just now?" Duan Huai'an bent down and lifted up her falling upper body. He whispered in her ear, "What about now? Did you do it on purpose? You made my bed sheets so wet, baby."

I miss you so much that I can't even say a word.

……

Been struggling all morning.
I miss sleeping peacefully on his bed.

Duan Huaian found her cell phone and sent a message to her mother to fool her.

Duan Huaian went downstairs feeling refreshed and happened to meet Duan Yixing who was enjoying lunch in the restaurant.
Seeing Duan Huaian sitting down, the nanny took the bowl and chopsticks and placed them in front of him.
The restaurant was very quiet, with only the father and son sitting face to face eating.

After a long while, Duan Yixing slowly said, "I thought you would give me an explanation as to why you hung up on me."
Duan Huai'an said in a calm tone: "I explained to you on the phone, I was busy accompanying my girlfriend."

Hearing this, Duan Yixing smiled, but the smile did not reach his eyes. "Since you and your girlfriend are so tired, could you please tell me, Third Young Master Duan, how are your preparations for studying abroad going?"

Duan Huai'an suddenly lost his appetite. He put down his chopsticks, took a sip of the water beside him, and said, "I still have one year to study abroad. Can't you let me think about it again?"
“There are a lot of things to prepare for studying abroad. It doesn’t mean that if you want to study abroad today, you can report to the school tomorrow.”
"With Mr. Duan's connections and strength, I think you can do this."
"..."

Duan Yixing smiled, his face calm and collected, "Didn't you discuss this with your girlfriend?"

Duan Huaian was silent.
Duan Yixing glanced at him and said, "It's rare to see you look so depressed."
Duan Huai'an said expressionlessly, "Stop talking nonsense."

"She doesn't want to go abroad with you? Why?"
"do not know."
"You didn't ask her why?"
“She just said she didn’t want to go.”
"I remember you said that she didn't like you very much." Duan Yixing deliberately brought up the past.

Duan Huai'an sighed and glared at him coldly: "Dad, can you stop bothering me?"
After a while of silence, Duan Huai'an felt a little frustrated, and rarely acted like a boy in his early twenties. "That was in the past. Now I think she likes me very much."

"You two like to play in the water together early in the morning?" Duan Yixing said indifferently, "You two are college students, not elementary school students."

"..."
The room suddenly became quiet.

Duan Huaian suppressed the expression on his face, raised his eyelids slightly, and his dark eyes were full of sharpness.
His voice was cold, "Dad, what are you talking about?"
"I said something wrong?" Duan Yixing asked back, "Maybe I should have just opened your door and seen what you were busy with."

There was silence for a few more seconds.

Duan Yixing had a smile on his face the whole time: "From an outsider's perspective, class is naturally very important. The nanny's daughter and you are not a good match anyway, and it's hard for me not to speculate about her behavior of approaching you with malicious thoughts."
"she is not--"

"——Listen to me, Huai'an." Duan Yixing interrupted Duan Huai'an without questioning, "But from your father's point of view, Huai'an, class is no different from the steps I stepped on. You are my son, I will give you appropriate advice, but you always need to experience your own life."

"Your mother and I are very happy about your love life." This time, the smile on Duan Yixing's face was genuine, revealing moving warmth.

"Your mother and I will not interfere with your relationship, but I didn't expect you to be so bold today. You were so close to a little girl right under my nose and even hung up on me."

"Your mom is right. I really need to cure you of this bad habit of hanging up on people."

(End of this chapter)