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

The next morning, Wei Xun woke up first and saw the person curled up in his arms as soon as he opened his eyes.

Nan Yan was still asleep, breathing evenly, her long eyelashes drooping quietly, and her lips slightly pursed, revealing a hint of lingering red.

Wei Xun's gaze moved downwards and landed on Nan Yan's lips.

Wei Xun leaned closer and noticed a very fine crack at the corner of his mouth.

It seems he was injured last night.

Seeing the expression on his face last night, how could Wei Xun possibly be gentle?

Seeing that small, torn wound now, even though it was very minor, Wei Xun couldn't help but feel a pang of heartache.

He raised his hand in regret to touch it.

Unexpectedly, the moment her fingertips touched her skin, Nan Yan opened her eyes abruptly as if she had been electrocuted.

His body tensed instantly, then he sprang back up and scrambled off the bed using both hands and feet.

His cheeks flushed red, his hair was a little messy, and he avoided Wei Xun's gaze in a panic: "Good morning, sir. I... I'm going to wash up."

After saying that, he practically fled out of the bedroom, heading straight for the bathroom in his own room, where he leaned against the door, panting heavily.

His chest was still heaving violently, and images from last night flashed uncontrollably through his mind, especially the scene of him chewing on his chew cat food, which made his face even hotter.

He shook his head violently, trying to banish those images from his mind. He turned on the cold water tap, scooped up water, and splashed it on his face. The icy touch calmed him down a little.

Nan Yan took out her toothbrush, squeezed on toothpaste, and just as she finished brushing, the bathroom door was pushed open.

Nan Yan was startled when she saw Wei Xun walk in through the mirror.

He was only wearing black suit trousers, his upper body was bare, and his muscles were well-defined and his physique was excellent.

Nan Yan didn't dare to look any longer, hurriedly lowered her head, and turned on the tap to pretend to wash her hands.

Wei Xun walked straight behind him and hugged him from behind. His warm chest pressed against Nan Yan's thin back.

"Have you brushed your teeth?" Wei Xun's voice, low and hoarse from just waking up, rang in Nan Yan's ears.

"Mmm." Nan Yan's voice trembled.

"Good, protecting your teeth is important." Wei Xun's hand gently stroked his side, his tone carrying a lazy smile. "Were you tired last night?"

Nan Yan's face turned even redder, and she shook her head.

Wei Xun reached out a hand to the corner of his mouth, his fingertips gently touching the tiny crack: "Does it hurt?"

"It doesn't hurt." Nan Yan shrank back, trying to avoid his touch.

"Don't move, be good. Open your mouth, I'm going to check your teeth," Wei Xun commanded.

Nan Yan obediently opened her mouth slightly.

Wei Xun's fingers probed inside, first touching his front teeth, then slowly moving inwards, his fingertips tracing the teeth.

The action was normal at first, but gradually it went wrong.

……

Nan Yan's face grew increasingly red, her breathing became unsteady, and she let out muffled sobs.

"Sir..." He tried to speak, but could only utter two words incoherently.

"It's just a dental checkup, why are you trembling?" Wei Xun's voice carried a clear hint of amusement, as if he were enjoying his embarrassment.

Nan Yan's legs went weak and she couldn't stand up, her body sliding down.

Wei Xun caught him in time, turned him to face him, and then kissed him firmly.

The kiss was long and deep, until Nan Yan was almost out of breath before Wei Xun released him.

Looking at the flushed face and moist, misty eyes of the person in his arms, Wei Xun chuckled: "You used to use all sorts of tricks to lure me into playing, but it turns out you're so easily tempted."

"Sir, please spare me..."

"Spare you?" Wei Xun's eyes were dangerous.

But then, an untimely gurgling sound rang out—

Nan Yan said shyly, "Sir... I'm hungry."

Wei Xun smiled, took Nan Yan's hand, and walked out of the bathroom and downstairs.

The mess in the living room and kitchen last night has vanished without a trace, and there is a faint scent of cleaning agents in the air.

The housekeeper, Aunt Chen, had come sometime earlier and cleaned everything up, and even prepared breakfast, which was being kept warm in a pot in the kitchen.

That's what makes a good housekeeper: doing their job well while minimizing their own presence.

They work quickly and leave as soon as they're done, never saying an extra word or staying an extra minute.

Wei Xun was very satisfied.

He pulled Nan Yan to sit down at the dining table and they ate breakfast together.

The porridge and side dishes were both served at just the right temperature.

Nan Yan ate quietly, her head bowed low.

Wei Xun slowly ate his porridge, his gaze occasionally falling on Nan Yan's red ear tips.

Just then, the doorbell rang.

Nan Yan seemed to have been granted a pardon and immediately stood up: "I'll go open the door."

He ran to the entrance and opened the door.

A young man in a delivery uniform was standing outside, holding two beautifully packaged boxes.

"Is this Mr. Wei Xun's home? We have a package." the deliveryman asked politely.

Nan Yan looked back in the direction of the restaurant, and Wei Xun nodded slightly to him.

Nan Yan then accepted the box.

He walked back to the restaurant with the two boxes and handed them to Wei Xun: "Sir, someone delivered these."

Wei Xun glanced at it only once and said, "Open it. It's for you."

Nan Yan paused for a moment, then obediently began to unpack the first, larger box.

Inside was a brand new, top-of-the-line smartphone with sleek lines.

Wei Xun put down his spoon and reached out to him: "Come here."

Nan Yan hesitated for a moment, but still walked over.

Wei Xun pulled him, making him sit sideways on his lap, and wrapped his arms around his waist, pulling him into his embrace.

Wei Xun rested his chin on Nan Yan's shoulder, looked at the new phone, and said, "I broke your phone watch last night, so I'm replacing it for you. The SIM card is already inserted."

Nan Yan carefully picked up the phone; it felt cool and delicate to the touch.

He said softly, "Thank you, sir."

"I've changed your number," Wei Xun's tone turned serious. "You're not allowed to contact Dou Xiao. Otherwise..."

He didn't finish his sentence, but it was clearly threatening.

Nan Yan trembled and quickly assured them, "I won't."

Wei Xun seemed satisfied, tilting his head to peck a kiss on the side of his neck: "There's one more box."

Nan Yan picked up the smaller rectangular box and opened it.

Inside was a gold pen with a dark blue body, subtle patterns, and a thin silver rim around the top of the cap, giving it an understated yet luxurious look.

"A fountain pen?" Nan Yan asked, puzzled.

"You're going to start learning to write this afternoon, you'll need this knowledge."

Nan Yan's eyes lit up. He really needed a pen, and this one looked perfect.

He carefully touched the pen, turned to look at Wei Xun, and said sincerely, "I like it very much. Thank you, sir."

Wei Xun looked at the subtle joy in his eyes and felt a sweet warmth well up in his heart.

He lowered his head and kissed his forehead again—

To be honest, for Wei Xun, last night's experience far exceeded his expectations; Nan Yan's submissiveness and shyness pleased him greatly.

Nan Yan's awkwardness, obedience, and the helpless yet alluring reaction when pushed to the limit all made Wei Xun crave more.

He couldn't help but want to reward Nan Yan, so he had these gifts delivered early in the morning.

Holding the soft, warm body in his arms, Wei Xun truly felt that he would buy Nan Yan anything she wanted.

...As long as Nan Yan continues like this, obediently staying by his side.

……

After breakfast, Wei Xun went upstairs to change his clothes, while Nan Yan washed the dishes in the kitchen.

When he finished getting ready and came out, Wei Xun was already dressed and ready to go out.

He was wearing a dark gray suit today, and he was standing in the entryway adjusting his cufflinks.

Nan Yan stood a few steps away, watching him.

Wei Xun tidied himself up and looked up at Nan Yan: "You can go to Mr. Xu's bakery in 503 this morning. The nearest one is not far from the community. You can familiarize yourself with the environment."

Nan Yan's eyes lit up.

"Remember, only in the kitchen. You must be back by 2 PM, and the teacher will be there promptly at 2 PM."

"Understood, sir," Nan Yan said. "Thank you, sir."

Wei Xun walked over and ruffled his hair. "I'm leaving. Be good."

Then he opened the door and went out.

My phone rang as soon as I stepped out the door.

Wei Xun glanced at it casually, and it turned out to be Dou Xuan—

The president of Dou's Group, Wei Xun's childhood friend, and also the older brother of Dou Jieyin and Dou Xiao.

What could he want if he calls at this time?