Chapter 44 Extra: Daily Married Life 1

Chapter 44: Side Story – Married Life: Day 1

Yu Wei was wiped out from a long night. In the morning, he messed around in bed for ages, could barely pry his eyes open.

He didn’t want to get up, but he still had to drop his husband at school and his son at preschool.

Yu Wei kept his eyes shut, went through a whole set of yoga poses in bed, and reluctantly dragged himself out of bed. Sitting on the edge of the bed, he fumbled around for his slippers with his toes, then shuffled groggily to the bathroom, only to bumped into Shi Ciyan as he was walking out.

Yu Wei collapsed into his arms. “So sleepy.”

Shi Ciyan looked down at him. “Why didn’t you sleep a little longer?”

Still leaning against his chest, Yu Wei gave a little shake of his head and pried his heavy eyelids open. “I’m fine. I’ll go wash up.”

He stepped past him into the bathroom and propped himself on the sink with one hand while brushing his teeth. Shi Ciyan followed him in, letting Yu Wei lean on him while he waited quietly.

Once he was done washing, Yu Wei felt more awake, but his whole body was still limp. He leaned weakly on Shi Ciyan, tilting his head back, resting it on his shoulder. “What time is it?”

“Eight thirty.”

Yu Wei blinked, a bit dazed. “Why are you still here? Don’t you have an 8 AM class today?”

Shi Ciyan looked at him for two seconds, then leaned down and gave him a peck on the corner of his mouth. “It’s Saturday.”

Yu Wei: “…”

Woke up for nothing.

But since he was already up, he might as well have breakfast before going back to sleep.

Shi Ciyan carried him downstairs and set him on the sofa. “Lie down for a while.”

Yu An was still asleep, so Yu Wei just had to wait around while Shi Ciyan made breakfast.

Shi Ciyan’s cooking was basically perfect. In less than ten minutes, he whipped up a full breakfast.

“Breakfast is ready.”

But when he brought the food out, Yu Wei had just launched a game five minutes earlier and didn’t even look up. “Wait a sec.”

“It’ll get cold.” Without another word, Shi Ciyan picked up Yu Wei, who was sitting cross-legged on the sofa gaming, carried him over to the dining chair and sat him down, and placed the breakfast in front of him. “Eat first.”

“The game can’t pause. Give me a minute.” Yu Wei was busy with the first team fight. Only when the little character he was controlling died did he lift his head. “You feed me.”

Shi Ciyan sighed. He didn’t refuse, patiently feeding him his meal.

By the time Yu Wei finished eating, the game was also over.

The word “Defeat” blared out in the quiet living room.

“So pissed.” Fuming, Yu Wei slammed his phone on the table, his face red with rage. “Bots, every single one of them. I went 18-2 mid lane and still couldn’t win.”

“Don’t be mad, don’t be mad. I’ll find someone to win them back for you later.” After the meal, Shi Ciyan pulled him into his arms and gently stroked his messy hair again and again. “Being angry isn’t good for you.”

Yu Wei was still upset. He threw himself into his husband’s arms and spent half an hour whining about his terrible teammates.

The Yu Ji who flashed straight into the enemy Daji, got chain CC’d, and died instantly; the Cai Wenji who was aimlessly following Han Xin through the jungle; the Han Xin who only farmed his jungle and never ganked; and the Arthur who was still guarding top lane’s outer tower while the enemy was already knocking on the high ground.

A whole bunch of lunatics.

“The jungler and support were a couple, and the side laner and marksman were duo queuing. I was the only Xiao Qiao grinding solo to get stronger.” Yu Wei was on the verge of tears. “I fanned them so hard they almost caught a cold, but I still lost.”

Shi Ciyan didn’t understand the game. He racked his brain for a long time trying to find something comforting to say. “Then let’s just drop this crappy game.”

Yu Wei: “No way, I have to get my win back.”

Shi Ciyan: “…”

He sat beside Yu Wei and watched all morning as Yu Wei kept losing all afternoon, until he was completely seeing red and uninstalled the game.

Shi Ciyan: “…”

For a second he was jealous of the game, but when Yu Wei uninstalled it, he actually felt relieved.

“Stupid game. Even a dog wouldn’t play it.”

After uninstalling the game, Yu Wei turned and threw himself into his arms, demanding kisses and comfort.

Shi Ciyan didn’t know how to comfort him, so he just kissed him a few more times.

As they kissed, things started heating up.

Yu Wei’s face was full of longing, his eyes locked onto Shi Ciyan, clearly trying to seduce him.

Shi Ciyan took a deep breath, suppressing his urges. “Let’s have lunch first.”

Yu Wei squinted. “What, you can’t get it up anymore?”

Shi Ciyan: “You’ll find out after we eat.”

Yu Wei stood up, not bothering to hide his glance at Shi Ciyan’s crotch, a smirk on his lips. “I’ll be waiting.”

Shi Ciyan called Yu Song and told him to come over for lunch and then take An’an out after.

After hanging up, before Yu Song arrived, he went into the kitchen and cooked up a few of Yu Wei’s favorite dishes.

Right after they finished lunch, Shi Ciyan dressed An’an neatly, handed him to Yu Song, and shooed them out. “Go play. Come back whenever, no rush.”

Yu Song felt something was off, but by the time he realized it, he and An’an had already been kicked out of the house together.

Yu Song: “…”

In the living room,

Yu Wei, full and content, sprawled lazily on the sofa with his belly up, watching Shi Ciyan send An’an and Yu Song out without a hint of worry.

After staying up all night, Yu Wei didn’t believe Shi Ciyan could still perform, so he had the nerve to be that provocative.

When Shi Ciyan walked toward him, he didn’t move at all, looking at him with interest and crooking his finger. “What are you going to do?”

“Take you for some exercise to digest lunch.” Shi Ciyan came over and carried Yu Wei in a princess carry. “I kept you waiting so long. My fault. I’ll make it up to you.”

Yu Wei had been smiling, but as he was lifted, he vaguely sensed a change in Shi Ciyan’s body. His smile faded. “You’re joking, right?”

Shi Ciyan raised an eyebrow. “I never joke about this kind of thing.”

Yu Wei’s smile completely disappeared.

“I was joking. Put me down.” Yu Wei started to panic, quickly backing down. “You can handle it. I can’t.”

"Too late."

Yu Wei leaned over and kissed his chin, trying to please him. "Honey, I'll fall apart."

Shi Ciyan ignored his plea, carrying him straight to the bedroom, giving him a casual glance. "No, you won't. Babe has always been amazing."

Shi Ciyan threw him onto the bed and peeled off his shirt in one swift motion, revealing his muscular upper body.

Yu Wei scrambled to get up and make a run for it, but Shi Ciyan grabbed his ankle swiftly and pulled him back into his arms. "Babe, it's just you and me at home now. Nothing you say will help your case."

"Honey, I know I was wrong." Yu Wei blinked pitifully, trying to soften his heart, but his eyes gave him away, drifting down to Shi Ciyan's waist.

Eight-pack abs, tight core, sharp lines—clearly built for power.

Yu Wei couldn't help but swallow hard.

"Want to touch?" Shi Ciyan saw him staring again and shook his head with a helpless smile, guiding his hand. "Does it feel good?"

Yu Wei ran his hand over his waist and abs, grinning like a fool. "Looks good, feels great too."

Shi Ciyan's Adam's apple twitched slightly. He pulled him close, desire darkening in his eyes, his voice low and husky. "If you like touching, prop yourself up with your hands and sit on top."

Yu Wei's face flushed red as if it would bleed. "You bastard."

...

Hours later, Yu Wei was lying on top of him, too exhausted to lift a finger.

Shi Ciyan shifted slightly, and Yu Wei let out a soft moan, his breath quickening.

"Don't you dare move."

Shi Ciyan slipped his hand under the blanket, gently rubbing his waist, his hand occasionally creeping lower.

"I'm a bastard?" The more Yu Wei told him not to move, the more Shi Ciyan teased him, giving a gentle thrust that made Yu Wei let out a series of soft moans.

"Honey, let me rest a while." Yu Wei was truly spent; he couldn't take any more teasing.

"Didn't you have fun riding me just now?"

Yu Wei blushed deeper. "I didn't."

Shi Ciyan didn't call out his lie; he held his waist to keep him steady as he moved, and with that position, he made Yu Wei's eyes glaze over, his voice too hoarse to make a sound.

...

At 7:30 PM, when Yu Song brought An'an back right on time, Shi Ciyan and Yu Wei had just finished showering.