When she left, they started eating, and Zewu-Jun was quite pleased to see his husband's appetite. Jiang Wanyin could not remember the last time he had had a decent meal, and was now ravenous. Lan Huan was happy to see that the wine and meat were a good idea – he was right to suspect that his body was craving the quick energy.
He was eating now, excited, waving his hands and complaining about the fact that he had now to endure his brother for 3 whole weeks.
- Well, I don't have to tell you this, of course! But he is the worst! – he grunted.
- I don't know, darling. I have never had problems with Master Wei. – Lan Xichen was smiling and watching him eat, mesmerized. Was this the same person who could barely keep his tea down?
- Ha! Just wait and see! You haven't been in the same place with him for more than a couple of hours! Impossible to tolerate! Shameless! Annoying as Hell! – he yelled.
- Wanyin... - Lan Huan said gently.
- And so noisy, oh Gods! – he went on. – They would be so noisy, all night long! And... - he looked up – Lan Xichen was blushing. – What is it? – he mumbled.
- Darling, you do realize that...perhaps...we are quite noisy too? – he murmured.
- Uhhhh... - Jiang Cheng stuttered, lost for words and blushing again.
Lan Xichen leaned in and his lips carefully kissed his mouth, tasting the flavor of the food he was eating, sighing and licking his lips a little too. Jiang Wanyin's heart skipped a beat; his touch was always electrifying.
- Zewu-Jun... - he whispered weakly.
- Oh, Wanyin... I am so happy you feel better again, my love... - his fingers reached out and caressed his long lush hair.
He bit his lip.
– You look so pretty like that, husband... So so pretty... Impossible to resist...
Jiang Cheng let go of the food and the chopsticks, and moved to kneel in front of his husband immediately.
- Zewu-Jun, do you realize that this is perhaps our last night alone before our brothers arrive? For a month?! – he mumbled.
- You prefer that we are alone, Sandu Shengshou, is that right? – he smiled, leaning in so that their faces were almost touching.
- I... - he blushed, aroused by the hot breath of his lover on his face as his body was also so very close to his. – I will be in bed for most of the time... probably... But... It's your birthday... And I think I will be missing you, my love... - he looked away, ashamed. – Please, promise me you will spend some time with me? And not with those idiots? Please? – he looked up, hopeful. – I know it's selfish...but... we never had our honeymoon, Zewu-Jun... - he whimpered unhappily.
- Oh, kitten! – Lan Xichen caressed his face with his delicate fingers and murmured:
- I am planning for our honeymoon to be going on and on until the day we die, my love... I want to love you every day, and not just for a month...
- Huan... - Jiang Cheng whispered, in love.