After The Abyss Dragon Woke Up

To Keep A Mistress in a Luxurious House (2)

He needed more information about the auction to deal with the problem at hand.

As he thought of this, Shi An subconsciously reached out his hand and touched the phone that was sitting next to him.

Gazing at the phone with a shattered screen in front of him, Shi An fell into silence. “…”

However, Mu Heng had not returned since they slept together that day, using the excuse that he was too busy with work, so he stayed at the Bureau.

Although Mu Heng never showed up in front of Shi An again, he always granted whatever Shi An asked for.

Whether it was the game console that Shi An wanted, or the three big meals a day, all would be delivered on time – but he was very insistent on the ice cream, one cup a day at most, and no more.

But now his phone was broken…

Shi An mulled it over in his head. He wrapped himself tightly, squatted at the door, and began to wait.

Finally, at mealtime, a courtesy knock came from the door.

This was basically what they usually did: put his things down, knock on the door, and then leave.

For one thing, it was out of efficiency and for another, it was because it was clear that Mu Heng was someone who resented having too much contact with others and, most importantly, he resented people prying into his privacy, so the visitor had always been very proper, not poking into anything they weren’t supposed to know.

But this time, before his hand could be lowered, the door to the room was pushed open from within.

Mu Heng’s subordinate hurriedly held onto the package they hadn’t fully put down yet and subconsciously looked up.

Surprisingly, the person who came out was a strange young man.

His hair was dark brown, his eyes transparent, his skin fair, and his cheeks still had a bit of soft baby fat. Although he had wrapped himself up tightly, it could be seen that his bones were thin and his body slender.

Hold… Hold on?

… From the chief’s house?

The helper’s mind went blank and he stood frozen in place, unable to move.

He saw the young man hold out his hand to him. “Do you have a phone? Lend it to me for a bit.”

His gesture was calm and unashamed. The man subconsciously pulled out his cell phone and dazedly handed it over.

Shi An lowered his head and expertly entered a series of numbers.

The call was soon answered and the man’s low and cold voice came over the line. “Speak.”

Shi An said, “It’s me.”

The other side of the phone went silent.

Shi An said, “My phone fell on the ground and was broken. I have no way to contact you, so I can only borrow other people’s.”

As he said that, he jumped upwards and gently sat down on the high platform at the entrance.

The young man wiggled his two slender little legs as he grumbled, “You haven’t returned for quite a while. Did you forget about our agreement? Didn’t you say you wouldn’t back out?”

His voice was clear with a soft rising tone, exceptionally innocent and natural in his petulance.

The other side of the line was silent for even longer.

Shi An took the phone away from his ear in confusion and glanced at the screen.

At last, Mu Heng’s calm voice came from the opposite side. “… I will return tonight.”

Shi An aid, “Remember to bring ice cream!”

Mu Heng: “…”

His voice was low and slightly hoarse. “What flavor do you want?”

Shi An said, “Chocolate!”

As soon as the words were out of his mouth, he changed his mind. “No, strawberry is better.”

Shi An thought for a moment and asked cautiously, “Can I have both?”

Mu Heng’s voice unconsciously softened. “… Just once this time.”

Shi An squinted his eyes happily. “Yay! I knew it. You’re the best!”

He hung up the phone and tossed it to Mu Heng’s subordinate, who had been petrified not far away. “Thanks.”

He dumbly watched as the young man turned and walked back to his room, clutching the package he had just delivered, unable to utter a single syllable for a long time.

He didn’t recover until the door to the room closed in front of him.

“…”

What had happened just now?

Was it the chief on the other side of the phone? It couldn’t be, could it?

Was it a hallucination? No. It should be a dream.

He lowered his head and his eyes fell on the record of the call earlier. Big words in bold and black slowly emerged in his blank mind:

To keep a mistress in a luxurious house.

***

Mu Heng soon returned.

Shi An rushed out. “Ice cream! Ice cream!”

Mu Heng pointed to the box on the table and said, “Here.”

Shi An let out a cheer and quickly unwrapped it.

Mu Heng’s motion of taking off his coat paused slightly. “Don’t eat too fast. You’ll be frozen.”

“Ummmmmm.”

Shi An answered vaguely and Mu Heng wasn’t sure if he was listening or not.

Mu Heng’s eyelashes were slightly lowered and his eyes were on the young man’s body for a moment, saying, “I still have to deal with some matters. I’ll…”

Shi An raised his eyes and licked the milk foam from the corner of his mouth. “Do you want to leave now?”

Mu Heng: “…”

“Won’t you return at night?”

Mu Heng: “…”

Shi An stared at him with round eyes. “How can you be like this? You promised me–”

Mu Heng sighed and a small crack appeared on his icy face. “… No.”

He raised his hand and pinched the bridge of his nose, remaining silent for a few seconds, seemingly having some difficulty speaking.

Finally, Mu Heng took a deep breath and raised his eyes to look at Shi An, his face wearing a solemn look.

He slowly said, “That night… if I did anything to you… that overstepped your boundaries, please forgive me.”

Shi An: “… Eh?”

It took him a few seconds to finally understand what Mu Heng was talking about.

After thinking about it, Shi An said, “It doesn’t matter.”

However, before Mu Heng could sigh in relief, he heard Shi An continue in a lighter tone, “You can touch it.”

Mu Heng: “…”

He looked at the calm, earnest young man in front of him in shock.

“I like your hand. It’s warm. So, it’s okay if you touch it more.”

As if entirely unaware of his shocking remark, Shi An thought seriously for a moment, then continued, “As long as you don’t pinch it.”

–That would make the tail feel weird.