It's just a toy, why would you care if it breaks?

When Wei Xun woke up, it was already dawn.

The suite was quiet, which made him feel inexplicably comfortable.

He glanced at the time; it was only seven o'clock, and he still had two hours before his nine o'clock meeting at the branch office.

So he decided to go to the hotel gym to work out.

After changing into his workout clothes, Wei Xun went straight to the gym.

He didn't do any high-intensity training; he just jogged on the treadmill for half an hour and did a few simple stretches.

Sweat trickled down his forehead, across his muscular chest and defined abs, leaving a dark stain under his sports vest.

At 8:15, Wei Xun returned to his room, sweating profusely.

As soon as he entered the room, he picked up the phone and ordered room service to bring breakfast.

The other party asked respectfully, "Sir, how many breakfasts would you like to order?"

He suddenly remembered that there was someone else living in the second bedroom.

He paused for a moment, then said in a deep voice, "Two portions."

After hanging up the phone, Wei Xun wiped the sweat from his forehead with a towel and walked towards the second bedroom.

He wanted to see if that troublemaker had woken up yet, in case something else went wrong.

Gently push open the door to the second bedroom, and you'll find Nan Yan still lying in bed, fast asleep.

He lay on his side, curled up into a small ball.

The neckline of her light blue pajamas was a little loose, revealing a small patch of her fair shoulder.

Long eyelashes cast a light shadow under her eyes.

His breathing was even and gentle, and there seemed to be a faint smile on his lips, serene and harmless.

Wei Xun stood by the bed, the towel in his hand suspended in mid-air, his gaze involuntarily falling on Nan Yan's face.

When this boy is asleep, he's not troublesome at all, and even... kind of handsome.

He looked at Nan Yan's slightly trembling eyelashes, at his delicate nose, at his light pink lips, and his throat involuntarily bobbed.

Wait, why would he find a troublemaker attractive?

Wei Xun frowned, and just as he was about to look away, the person on the bed stirred.

Nan Yan's eyelashes trembled, and she slowly opened her eyes.

With bleary eyes, he looked around in a daze until he saw Wei Xun standing by the bed. He suddenly woke up, his body stiffened, and he quickly got out of bed.

"Master!" he called out instinctively, his knees buckling as he tried to kneel on the ground.

"Don't kneel!" Wei Xun quickly stopped him, "It's not like we're visiting a grave, don't do this."

Nan Yan's movements froze in mid-air, her knees dangling, as she looked at Wei Xun with a puzzled expression.

Kneeling before the host is a basic rule at the club, and he's used to it.

"Yes." He had no choice but to straighten up and ask, "What are your orders, Master?"

"Don't call me master!" Wei Xun frowned even more, feeling inexplicably irritated.

This title always reminded him that Nan Yan was a "toy" he had bought, but now he was increasingly reluctant to define their relationship with this title.

Nan Yan was stunned, then blinked: "Then what should I call you?"

Wei Xun was stumped by the question.

Call him by name? He hasn't told Nan Yan his name yet.

Calling him "General Manager Wei" sounds too formal.

He couldn't think of a suitable address for a moment, so he could only wave his hand impatiently: "Call me whatever you want, just don't call me master."

"Yes, Master," Nan Yan replied instinctively.

As soon as he finished speaking, he realized he had let something slip and quickly covered his mouth, his eyes wide open like a little animal that had done something wrong.

Then he stuck out his tongue and corrected himself, saying, "Yes, sir."

That flustered yet slightly playful look made Wei Xun's heart skip a beat.

He looked at Nan Yan's slightly flushed cheeks and found her rather cute.

The feeling came so suddenly that Wei Xun felt a little uncomfortable. He quickly looked away, pretended to cough, and pointed to his soaked sports vest: "I just exercised and sweated a bit, so I need to clean myself up."

He meant that he was going to take a shower and clean himself, but Nan Yan misunderstood.

When Nan Yan heard "clean up," she immediately remembered the "duty" she hadn't finished last night, and also the ways of pleasing others that she had been taught at the club. She thought that Wei Xun was finally going to let her fulfill her duties.

"Need to be cleaned up? Yes, sir." He took a deep breath, mustered his courage, and took a small step forward.

Wei Xun felt a bad premonition: "What...what kind of look is that?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he felt something warm and soft press against his chest.

It is a wild goose from the south.

He stood on tiptoe, tilting his head slightly upwards...

The warm touch, carrying the youthful innocence unique to boys, spread along their skin, striking Wei Xun like an electric current.

He shuddered and instinctively raised his hand, forcefully pushing Nan Yan away.

"Are you crazy?!" Wei Xun's cheeks were burning.

Nan Yan staggered back two steps after being pushed, bumping into the edge of the bed, and looked at Wei Xun with a puzzled expression.

He didn't understand why Wei Xun was so angry when he was simply following instructions to wipe away his sweat.

The club's tutorial clearly states: ...

"Sir...did I do something wrong?" he asked softly, tears welling up in his eyes again.

Looking at his bewildered and aggrieved expression, Wei Xun suddenly couldn't bring himself to say the reprimand that was on the tip of his tongue.

He cleared his throat and said curtly, "Hurry up and wash up, then come out and eat."

After saying that, he practically fled, turning around and running towards the master bedroom.

Rushing into the master bedroom's bathroom, Wei Xun locked the door behind him, his heart still pounding wildly.

The sensation of ... made him feel uncomfortable all over.

He turned on the showerhead, and the icy water instantly poured over his body, which slightly suppressed the inexplicable heat.

God.

Wei Xun leaned against the cold tiles, closed his eyes, and had only one thought in his mind: he had never been so embarrassed in his entire life!

What is his identity?

The president of the Wei Group!

He's a powerful figure in the business world; he's seen it all!

But just now, when that inexperienced and troublesome boy gently licked him, he panicked like a young boy and fled in panic.

So embarrassing.

Wei Xun scrubbed his chest skin vigorously, as if that would wash away the damned sensation.

But the more I washed, the clearer the image of... appeared in my mind.

Those brown eyes were full of seriousness and obedience.

Damn it.

Why would he react so strongly to a teenager?

Wei Xun turned off the shower and haphazardly dried his body with a towel. The man in the mirror had a flushed face and his ears were also slightly red. There was still a trace of panic in his eyes.

This was absolutely the most out-of-control moment of his life in thirty years.

And the one who caused all of this was that troublesome girl named Nan Yan.

Wei Xun took a deep breath, trying to calm himself down.

He told himself that it must be because Nan Yan was too seductive, or because the club's training was too successful, not because of him.

It's definitely not his fault!

After he composed himself, changed into clean pajamas, and walked out of the bathroom, room service had already brought breakfast and placed it on the dining table in the living room.

Nan Yan had already washed up and put on the white T-shirt and jeans that Qing Lin had prepared for him, and stood obediently by the dining table.

Wei Xun ignored him and walked straight to the dining table, sitting down: "Come and eat."

"Sir..." Nan Yan's face flushed red, "How...do you want me to eat?"