"Good morning," said Wen Qinxi appearing to be in an even greater mood than last night. He had woken up early and was pouring out some black coffee for his sweet sweet husband.

Qie Ranzhe was a little confused. He was pretty sure that Wen Qinxi was very upset with him last night yet today he was all lovey-dovey like nothing happened at all.

He suddenly grew suspicious of the cup of coffee he was holding in his hand. His brow arched as he asked, "Is this poisoned?"

"No silly. Why would I do that?" he replied before kissing his cheek. It was starting to look like the kiss of death.

Qie Ranzhe got up and embraced Wen Qinxi from behind. He tightened his embrace and kissed his forehead. He felt quite refreshed and was hot and ready to please his husband so he whispered into his ear. "How about we have a quickie before we head down to the office?" he said trying to entice Wen Qinxi. "Better yet we can do it in my office... satisfaction guaranteed."

To his surprise, Wen Qinxi was disinterested. He took a sip from his flask before saying, "No, I have a lot of stuff to do. Hurry up and let’s go."

After saying that he left Qie Ranzhe’s warm embrace to put on his shoes.

Qie Ranzhe, "..."

He could feel it in the depths of his soul that something was very wrong but he couldn’t put his finger on it. Thinking he was overthinking it he brushed it off and left home with Wen Qinxi.

The entire day he wasn’t at his best because he felt something was seriously wrong. He couldn’t even sympathise with Machu who had been kicked out of the bed by his wife because of that call. Qie Ranzhe had his own problems to worry about.

At the end of the day, he went to fetch his husband expecting that he would mention having a little something something tonight but Wen Qinxi didn’t say anything about it.

He was busy talking about other things which were very important but last night’s issue wasn’t mentioned at all.

When they got home Qie Ranzhe deliberately walked around in his underwear. Because he had been lifting weights recently his upper body was a lot more muscular and he looked really good. He lay on the bed his pose very inviting. He knew Wen Qinxi wouldn’t be able to resist.

Unexpectedly, Wen Qinxi took a glance and said, "Ran-ge, why aren’t you wearing clothes. You will catch a cold," before picking out pyjamas for him. Qie Ranzhe sat up dejectedly and When Qinxi helped him put them on.

After he was done helping him, Wen Qinxi turned to leave when his waist was hugged tightly with Qie Ranzhe’s head resting on his belly.

"Baby... are you mad at me?" he said his voice muffled as he was pressing his face against Wen Qinxi’s body.

Wen Qinxi stroked his hair gently and said, "No, why would I be upset?"

Qie Ranzhe raised his head and looked up at him before saying, "Last night... you went to bed angry with me. I am sorry."

Wen Qinxi chuckled softly and said, "What is there to be sorry about? I know you are exhausted. I admit I was a little selfish recently and seeking an outlet to... you know." His eyes were a little sour when he thought of the pain of not being able to find their son.

He could only wait until Jolie contacted him again to be able to find their locations.

He had already created a program capable of doing that but he had just had to wait. Waiting was the most difficult part and to deal with it he really was working Qie Ranzhe overtime.

"But I don’t like to disappoint you," said Qie Ranzhe and Wen Qinxi bent down to kiss his forehead before saying,

"I would be more disappointed if you are exhausted. You should rest, okay?"

Qie Ranzhe felt a little unsettled but he didn’t want to upset Wen Qinxi. He just nodded his head and Wen Qinxi ran his fingers through his hair before saying, "Baby, I think you need a haircut."

Qie Ranzhe embraced him even tighter taking in his intoxicating scent. The two of them slipped underneath the covers and cuddled each other as they fell back to sleep. Qie Ranzhe pressed his lower half against Wen Qinxi’s ass trying to initiate something but Wen Qinxi rubbed the back of his hand while whispering, "Go to sleep. You must be exhausted after all that overtime these past few weeks. Sleep, babe."

After he said that Qie Ranzhe stopped messing around. He was indeed too exhausted so just like last night he fell asleep quickly and was in deep sleep. And just like last night Wen Qinxi woke up in the middle of the night and went to the guest bedroom to take care of some private matters.

The soft hums from the prostate massager filled the room followed by suppressed moans. The vibrations were very pleasant and Wen Qinxi felt his mind getting hazier and hazier. He bit down on the pillow to muffle his moans as his legs began to shake and tremble.

He felt like he was going insane as the vibration intensified and he was pushed to his climax. He panted and gasped for breath.

Wen Qinxi felt the wet sticky fluids between his thighs and a wave of shame rushed over him. Qie Ranzhe hated him using it or at least by himself yet here he was using it two nights in a row.

It wasn’t as good as his husband drilling him but it was good enough to put him to sleep and make him temporarily forget his troubles.

Wen Qinxi went to the bathroom to clean up before returning to the master bedroom and slipping back into bed.

For the next two days, this cycle repeated and Qie Ranzhe was starting to get really suspicious. The way Wen Qinxi was all over him these past weeks it didn’t make sense that he would just quit cold turkey for four days straight.

Even when he tried to seduce him it was like seducing a wooden board. Wen Qinxi would dismiss him with a slight smile while saying, "Ran-ge, take a break," or "Baby, I know you have been tired lately. Take much-needed rest."