What's Wrong With Rear-Ending Your Arranged Marriage Partner? He Totally Loves It - Chapter 46

Chapter 46: Baby, That’s Enough

The priceless piano was something Qi Yan had specifically placed in the small living room when Song Cun moved in, but Song Cun had never touched it. Qi Yan never asked Song Cun why he didn’t play, even though he had prepared it especially for him. Perhaps after all these years, Song Cun no longer liked playing the piano. He had told him that he would have absolute freedom here, so he never asked Song Cun what he wanted to do or not do. This wasn’t the first time Qi Yan had seen Song Cun play the piano, but it was the first time he had heard him.

He could tell his playing was a little rusty, but it was still very fluid. Qi Yan’s footsteps were light as he walked downstairs. Song Cun didn’t even notice him standing behind him until he finished the piece. Perhaps it was because the song itself carried a hint of sadness, but Qi Yan suddenly felt an urge to hug Song Cun. He acted on the impulse.

As Song Cun’s fingers ended on the final black and white key, Qi Yan softly called out, “Cun Cun.”

Song Cun turned to face him. Through the last rays of the setting sun, their eyes met. Song Cun’s eyes seemed misty, and the corners were red. Qi Yan didn’t ask. He bent down and hugged Song Cun. Song Cun looked up and kissed Qi Yan, who noticed his fingers were trembling. Qi Yan wrapped his large hand around Song Cun’s, and as they kissed, he placed Song Cun’s hand on his own shoulder and lifted him up so they were face-to-face.

Qi Yan held him up so Song Cun was looking down at him. They kissed for a long time. Then, Qi Yan set Song Cun down on the piano. The black and white keys rang out with a clear chime. They paid no attention and continued their passionate kissing.

Throughout the entire process, neither of them said a word. Their lips never parted. They shared a long kiss in the golden sunlight, so long that the golden rays turned into silver moonlight before Song Cun finally pulled away, gasping for air.

Song Cun’s lips were swollen from the kissing, colored like cherries. The corners of his eyes were flushed, and even the little mole on his eyelid was tinged with pink. Qi Yan stared deeply at Song Cun and couldn’t resist kissing his thin, red eyelids.

He didn’t know why Song Cun had suddenly stopped him last night. But thankfully, thankfully, when he wanted to hug Song Cun, Song Cun hadn’t pushed him away. Thankfully, thankfully, Song Cun was still willing to kiss him. This was enough. He could forever stay within the lines and not overstep. As long as Song Cun didn’t push him away. He pressed his forehead against Song Cun’s, silently conveying his love.

Song Cun had a secret he couldn’t and didn’t want to tell. It was okay; he wouldn’t press him. He was willing to be a silent guardian until the day Song Cun was ready to confide in him.

Before their breaths had even calmed, in the dim light, Song Cun suddenly spoke.

“Tonight… mark me.”

Qi Yan’s dark eyes looked deeply at Song Cun. He kissed Song Cun again and said, “Okay.”

To avoid an accident like the last time, Qi Yan kissed Song Cun, lifted him up, and wrapped his legs around his waist. He kissed him as he walked upstairs. “Baby, let’s go to the room.” Song Cun kissed him back in quiet agreement.

Normally at this hour, the villa would be brightly lit. But today, only the dim wall lamps were on, barely illuminating the outlines of the room. This was because when they were kissing passionately—no, kissing—the off-key piano notes had prompted 2099 to come and investigate. 2099 covered its eyes and watched their focused, passionate kiss from a close distance. The robot was so excited that it decided to make up for its huge mistake by the pool and began to carefully arrange a beautiful scene. As the two were passionately kissing, it quietly went to the back garden and plucked a basketful of rose petals…

Qi Yan carried Song Cun directly into the master bedroom, where a path of fresh rose petals led to the bed. The sheets were also covered in roses. When Qi Yan put Song Cun down, he could still smell the fresh rose scent.

Qi Yan’s body came down. The scent of cedar and strawberry pheromones in the room became even more intense. Qi Yan only undid two of Song Cun’s buttons, carefully and with great restraint kissing Song Cun’s neck, his lips slowly moving toward the tender, tempting gland. Song Cun’s clear eyes gradually became hazy, and then he closed them. He started to cry.

Qi Yan’s heart softened, and he moved his lips and teeth away, but Song Cun pushed him back. It was the omega who was being marked, but the alpha was the one breaking out in a sweat. Qi Yan controlled himself, focused on how to make Song Cun more comfortable.

“Qi Yan…” Song Cun’s voice changed, and his body went soft.

“Mhm, I’m here.” Qi Yan’s voice was just as hoarse.

“Hold me tighter…”

“Okay.”

They embraced in the dark. Song Cun was especially proactive tonight. Finally, Qi Yan held back and moved his lips away. He kissed Song Cun’s nose.

“Baby, that’s enough.”

If I bite you again, my heart will ache.