Vinegar essence mixed with alcohol

"What are you doing here? Being third wheels?"

Bai Zhengchu scoffed, "What do you mean by 'third wheel'? If we go, who knows who'll be the third wheel?"

Xu An laughed, "Alright, we're leaving tomorrow, so don't come over."

"It's over already? There are still so many days of vacation left! I don't care, I'm determined to drag Gu Ze out to play with me for a few days. How about we go skiing up north?"

Xu An and Shen Jiamu are currently in the far south; if they were to go to the north, the distance would be quite large.

Xu An hesitated for a moment. "I'll discuss it with him later."

"Little An'an, you're doomed. You used to be able to go anywhere whenever you wanted, but now you're tied down by some brat."

Xu An laughed angrily, "Aren't you the same? Gu Ze said he'd go on his honeymoon in the summer, but you're waiting too, aren't you?"

Bai Zhengchu choked on his words, "Fine, you wait."

Bai Zhengchu hung up the phone, and Xu An asked Shen Jiamu, "Xiao Bai said he's going skiing up north, do you want to go?"

Shen Jiamu didn't care. "I'm fine with going anywhere with you. If you want to go, we'll go."

In those few seconds, Bai Zhengchu called back: "Xiao An'an, our Gu Ze has agreed, have you won over your husband yet?"

Xu An still couldn't accept this form of address, her face slightly flushed. "Alright, we'll go tomorrow, but we might arrive in the evening."

"Well, it'll be almost afternoon by then. You've booked the hotel for us. Once you've booked your flights, send me the details."

Bai Zhengchu quickly finalized the itinerary and then hung up the phone to prepare.

Shen Jiamu and Xu An returned to the hotel after finishing their meal.

The hotel rooms within the park are also themed around anime, offering a romantic yet playful atmosphere.

Xu An took a change of clothes to take a shower, and Shen Jiamu followed him in.

What are you doing?

Shen Jiamu said calmly, "You're a child today, I'm afraid you won't get clean enough if you take a bath by yourself."

Xu An laughed in exasperation, "I could cook for myself when I was in elementary school."

"That's different. Back then, there was no Uncle Shen, but now you have Uncle Shen."

"You're really a pervert," Xu An said with a laugh.

Shen Jiamu said that he really did a thorough job of bathing Xu An, from taking off his clothes to washing his hair and body, without looking to the side, and with a serious expression.

This, on the contrary, made Xu An feel somewhat unbearable. Shen Jiamu seemingly accidentally touched his sensitive spot, only lightly brushing it before moving on to another place, making Xu An feel itchy and wanting more.

Shen Jiamu asked with a smile, "What are you thinking about?"

Xu An, her ears red, glanced at him sideways and said, "Have you had enough fun?"

"I'm giving you a proper bath."

"Okay, I'm done washing, get out of my way."

Shen Jiamu really didn't bother him anymore, wrapped him in a bath towel and urged him to go out and dry his hair.

Xu An lay in bed listening to the sound of water in the bathroom, imagining Shen Jiamu's strong muscles, and felt a little hot inside.

Xu An sat up, took a sip of water, and shook his head, lamenting that he had very poor self-control. Just thinking about what the other man had done to him made his heart race, and he wanted to be held in his arms immediately.

Perhaps he never had strong self-control when facing Shen Jiamu, otherwise he wouldn't have been able to resist striking up a conversation with him back then.

The shower in the bathroom was turned off, and after a while, Shen Jiamu came out with a bath towel wrapped around his waist.

"Why are you staring at me?" Shen Jiamu asked with a smile.

"Then why are you acting so strangely today?" Xu An asked back.

"Why am I behaving so strangely?"

"You know the answer already, so you ask."

Shen Jiamu sat on the edge of the bed and gently kissed Xu An's ear. "You said it yourself, I can't make any moves on you today."

"Ha, you never listened to me once when I told you to stop making trouble."

"That's because you're a kid today."

Xu An laughed, hooked his index finger under Shen Jiamu's chin, and leaned closer to ask, "Uncle Shen, you really don't plan to make a move on me?"

Shen Jiamu's eyes were fixed on Xu An's face, unwilling to look away. His Adam's apple bobbed, but he still managed to maintain his composure.

"Xu An," Shen Jiamu called out to him in a hoarse voice.

Xu An raised the corners of her reddened eyes, and Shen Jiamu almost lost control.

Xu An, with her upper body fully clothed except for a slightly open neckline, looked more alluring than if she were naked.

Shen Jiamu kissed Xu An fiercely, swallowing his sobs as he did so.

Xu An stared blankly at the ceiling, tears still glistening in the corners of his eyes. Shen Jiamu lowered his head and gently kissed him, nuzzling against his neck. "I love you."

Xu An had just been crying and shouting and was now completely exhausted. She rolled over, snuggled into Shen Jiamu's arms, and closed her eyes.

"Sleep later, you'll catch a cold if you sleep like this." Shen Jiamu got up and helped him untie the belt of his bathrobe.

Xu An didn't hear what he said at all; all she knew was that Shen Jiamu was tearing at her clothes again. Enraged, Xu An kicked and screamed, "I don't want it anymore... Don't do it again..."

Shen Jiamu coaxed her, both amused and exasperated, "Okay, okay, I won't come. I'm just helping you change your clothes."

Finally, after taking off his sweat-soaked bathrobe, Shen Jiamu changed him into a dry set of pajamas. He lay down again, and Xu An automatically rolled into his arms, found a comfortable position, and fell asleep.

A good night's sleep.

The two of them successfully missed breakfast, strolled around the park, bought some souvenirs for Bai Zhengchu and Gu Ze, and then boarded a flight to Beicheng.

"It's a four-hour flight, you should sleep a little longer."

Xu An yawned, adjusted his seat, tilted his head towards the window, and prepared to take a nap.

Shen Jiamu turned his head and pressed it against his shoulder. "This is more comfortable."

"Isn't your arm numb?" Xu An chuckled, then hugged his arm and intertwined their fingers. Sleeping like this was indeed comfortable and warm.

Shen Jiamu patted his head and whispered, "My wife is working so hard, what does it matter if my arm goes numb?"

Xu An, her ears red, pinched his waist.