Your Beloved Sweetheart Is Online-Chapter 1820 - 1823: Boss Ling Is Officially Brought Home by Hua Hua (Part 2)
Later, when Gu Shaocheng called to ask about his itinerary, he could still barely manage a playful smile on the phone, joking with his brother. But the moment he hung up, his face turned serious and he stopped talking.
Ling Yin simply packed the suitcase full, clothes and toiletries didn’t really need packing; it was just a simple bundle. The gifts could only be bought tomorrow. Ling Yin wasn’t as meticulous as Hua Hua in this regard, unable to cover all the bases, needing Hua Hua for pointers on many details.
After tidying things up, Ling Yin climbed back into bed, wanting to hold him as they slept.
Hua Hua insisted on sleeping with separate blankets, afraid he’d be too handsy during the night, end up hurting him again, and unable to enjoy the favors of a beautiful person. He guarded himself against him like a thief, leaving Ling Yin looking very innocent.
In the dead of night, Ling Yin sneakily kicked the blanket to the floor, then slipped into Hua Hua’s blanket, cautiously wrapping him in his arms.
Just as he touched his body, Hua Hua viciously pinched his butt.
Ling Yin let out a low cry, yet stubbornly refused to let go, "Hua Hua, you’re still awake?"
"Aren’t you awake too?" Hua Hua pushed twice unsuccessfully against the man tightly holding him, and couldn’t help but be annoyed: "What are you doing? I’m like this, and you still want more?"
"No, I don’t want anything else, just let me hold you while we sleep. I promise I won’t do anything." Ling Yin sighed inside, finally tasting the meaning of "self-inflicted, don’t complain." Holding his body, he dared not have any wicked thoughts, worried that Hua Hua would be shadowed by something again, and he’d never be allowed to hold him again in the future.
"Feeling a bit better?" He checked Hua Hua’s forehead to see he wasn’t feverish again.
Hua Hua hummed, "My butt is still sore."
Ling Yin, remorseful, dared not make a sound, pressed his head tighter into his embrace, "Sleep, I really won’t do anything else."
Hua Hua rubbed his head against the crook of Ling Yin’s neck, for a while still looking unsatisfied. His hand reached down to Ling Yin’s butt for another hard pinch, complaining, "It’s all your fault, like a beast, never improving your lifestyle again!"
Ling Yin ruffled Hua Hua’s hair. Neither of them slept much that night; Hua Hua had overslept, while Ling Yin was worried something might happen during the night with no one to care for him.
The next day was busy; they needed to buy gifts.
Hua Hua didn’t go himself, waiting at home for Ling Yin, only making a list of gifts for each person, repeatedly reminding Ling Yin not to miss a single one. Only in the afternoon did they board the plane to Canada.
Hua Hua’s butt was still sore, thankfully it was a private jet, so he could still lie in bed.
In the middle of the night, the plane landed at the Gu Family’s private airport. Ling Yin saw him rare sleep soundly and didn’t wake him, carrying him off the plane straight into the car that came to pick them up, heading directly home.
The next morning, Hua Hua woke up with Ling Yin sitting beside him making business calls. Hua Hua went to the restroom and came back, where Ling Yin hung up the call and took out an ointment: "Hua Hua, lie down and let me apply more ointment."
Hua Hua was in much better spirits today, but his butt still hurt. He hit Ling Yin with a pillow hard, then resignedly lay on his lap with his butt up, admonishing Ling Yin: "Let me tell you, this must absolutely not be known by my brother. My brother always thought I was the one topping you. If he knew you topped me, he’d definitely put a bullet in you. In the future, if he ever asks, you need to back me up when I cover, never admit you topped me, you understand?"
