DBSNTM-Chapter 86.2

Yibo’s kiss went down the corner of Zhan lips. When he reached his neck, Zhan stopped him and said, “Dinner.”

 

“I can eat something else first.” Yibo’s voice was hoarse as he lowered his head to kiss Zhan hands.

 

Again and again, he kissed Zhan hands, patiently and affectionately, as if he would never stop until Zhan moved his hands away.

 

Zhan’s face turned hot, but he did not allow Yibo to go on.

 

Zhan reached out and pushed Yibo’s head away, “Either eat dinner or go home and eat yourself.”

 

Yibo’s throat slid with difficulty. He buried his head in Zhan’s shoulder and seriously discussed with him, “What if I eat just a little?

 

Zhan didn’t know whether to laugh or cry. How come Yibo discussed such a thing with him like this?

 

The result was, of course, that Zhan did not agree.

 

The two of them briefly tidied up and sat down at the dining table to eat.

 

Zhan had a poor appetite, so he didn’t eat much, But Yibo ate a lot.

 

He ate so much and so quickly, but not in a wolfing, rude way but very easy on the eye.

 

Glamor was something that one can only imagine but never describe.

 

Even though Zhan knew that this man was irritable, he couldn’t ignore his glamor.

 

When Zhan was full, he leaned lazily against the chair and watched him eating.

 

It had been a long time since the two of them had sat peacefully together for dinner.

 

Upon closer inspection, he discovered that Yibo was a little off-color and thinner than the last time he saw him.

 

Looking at him, Zhan asked subconsciously. “Do you eat on time every day?”

 

As soon as his words came out, Zhan pursed his lips awkwardly and said, “I just…”

 

Yibo raised his eyes to look at him, his pair of pitch-black eyes shining brightly with undisguised joy.

 

Zhan could not continue his words.

 

Was his caring about him gave him so much joy?

 

“I ate on Time, but the food outside isn’t as delicious as you cooked.” Yibo wasn’t good at rhetoric, but what he said seriously sounded like sweet words.

 

Zhan lowered his eyes and said, “Now that you finish eating, just leave.”

 

Silent for a moment, Yibo said, “I’ll leave after I wash the dishes.”

 

“There is no need…” Before Zhan could finish his words, Yibo stood, put away the plates on the dining table, and carried them into the kitchen.

 

Zhan also stood up. When he was about to stop him, he heard knocks on the door.

 

Zhan saw through the peephole and found that it was Ziyi.

 

He opened the door and asked in surprise, “Ziyi, why are you here? It’s so late.”

 

Ziyi looked tired. Obviously, she rushed over there just after her activity.

 

She kicked a box on the ground and said, “The crew brought me two boxes of lychees from my hometown. Since I would pass by there on my way home, I wanna give you one.”

 

As Ziyi spoke, she got into Zhan’s room.

 

Zhan followed behind and took the box of lychees into the house.

 

“It’s so late. You don’t need to come here to give me these. I could’ve got it myself.” Zhan said.

 

“It doesn’t matter. You don’t have a car, and I will pass by anyhow.” Ziyi walked straight to the sofa and leaned back on it.

 

At this time, Yibo’s voice came from the kitchen, “Zhan, the detergent’s used up.”

 

The kitchen was close to the door, and the two of them passed by the kitchen just now.

 

But as Ziyi was preoccupied by her talking to Zhan, she didn’t notice that there was someone else in the kitchen.

 

There was a moment of silence.

 

Ziyi turned to look at Zhan as if her eyes were complaining, “You’re hiding a man.”

 

Zhan pulled a wry face. Just as he was about to say something, he caught a glimpse of Yibo walking out of the kitchen.

 

He didn’t get Zhan’s reply about the detergent for a long time, so he walked out.

 

Then he saw Ziyi.

 

Ziyi saw Yibo and the pink floral apron he had on.

 

Ziyi was also there when she bought this apron. Zhan wasn’t interested in anything in the few days when he just returned, so Ziyi took him to go shopping.

 

The tall and straight man wore a white shirt, black trousers, and a pink flower apron. He rolled up his sleeves as he walked out of the kitchen.

 

It should’ve been a warm moment in a family.

 

However, it seemed a little weird when the man was Yibo.

 

Even though he was in a pink apron, he was not gentle at all but still showed a powerful vibe.

 

Ziyi stood up from the sofa like she’s sleepwalking and shouted, “Boss?”

 

“Yes,” Yibo replied and turned to Zhan, “Where’s the detergent?”

 

There was a subtle atmosphere.

 

“It’s in the cabinet.” Zhan glanced at Ziyi before walking into the kitchen. He said to Yibo, “Let me get it for you.”

 

The kitchen counter was not big enough, so Zhan put a lot of things in the cabinet.

 

He took out the detergent and looked up at Yibo, “You … should go back now.”

 

“I’ll go back right after I finish this.” Yibo expressionlessly took over the detergent in his hand, walked to the sink, and began to wash the dishes.

 

Yibo had never washed dishes before. Zhan can tell he was not skilled, but he did it very carefully.

 

Yibo kept his word and left after finishing it.

 

Witnessing the entire process, Ziyi was still “sleepwalking” until Yibo left.

 

“What’s going on with you guys? Are you on a break or not?”

 

Ziyi could not understand the relationship between them.

 

Zhan opened the box Ziyi brought and said, “Temporarily on a break.”

 

Ziyi asked tentatively, “Does that mean that you still have feelings for each other?”

 

Zhan paused for a moment before nodding, “Yes.”

 

The reason why he fled abroad was not that he did not love Yibo anymore.

 

It was that he couldn’t let himself be controlled by other people and lost himself just because he loved someone.

 

He wanted to be in a more equal relationship with Yibo, and he couldn’t let Yibo control him all the time.

 

He compromised first when Yibo used him as a bet against Haoxuan, but after this Yibo locked him in mansion to make him pregnant.

 

That time he realized his opinion didn’t matter to Yibo.

 

Yibo will do as he pleased.

 

When Qiren fell, Yibo again didn’t tell him anything and just lock him in mansion.

 

That time Zhan realized if he didn’t run away this will again repeated in future, he will be just a shadow in their relationship where he have no right to say anything.

 

He know Yibo love him, but Yibo still didn’t want to open infront of him.

 

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When Yibo got out of Zhan’s apartment, Bowen hurriedly went to the back of the car and opened the door for him.

 

Driving the car, Bowen looked at Yibo in the rear-view mirror several times.

 

Yibo slightly closed his eyes and said, “If you have anything to say, just say it.”

 

Since Yibo said so, Bowen did not hesitate anymore and be straight, “If you are worried about him, why did you let him move out again?”

 

After several seconds of silence, Yibo said deliberately, “He might be happier moving out.”

 

Bowen remembered that they had discussed this last year. What did Yibo say at that time?

 

What Yibo said back then was to the effect that he would rather suffer together with him?

 

In more than half a year, Yibo’s thoughts had changed expectedly.

 

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