Beloved Marriage in High Society

Chapter 40.3 : It's a good thing you're not related to the Mengs

Chapter 40.3 :
It's a good thing you're not related to the Mengs

Author: Jianjia Nizi

Translator: Let4

Proofreader: KainGuru

Yan Sui did not take the flowers; instead, he embraced the boy along with the flowers, then he bowed slightly and kissed Meng Ting. It was filled with tenderness and the fragrance of the flowers was intoxicating. At this time, there was only a little tint of light red left on the horizon, and by the time their kiss had ended, the sky had completely turned dark.

"It's very fragrant," Yan Sui whispered as he looked at Meng Ting. He was given a bouquet of fragrant flowers by Meng Ting, but Meng Ting, who was saturated with the fragrance of the flowers, was more fragrant.

Meng Ting pursed his lips and nodded. "It's good that you like it."

He then thought for a bit and added, "In the next few days, I'll pick them for you."

Both Meng Ting and Yan Sui did not notice the value of this bouquet of white roses. The perfume that Meng Ting created in his last life was said to be even worth more than a kilogram of gold. Although the process of making it well-known would inevitably lead to some hype, people who have used it would acknowledge this price.

Yan Sui came back with a bouquet in one hand and Meng Ting in the other. The people in the manor were almost all over the place, but they did not see any curious gazes. Besides, F Country was more lenient when it came to two men falling in love with each other than their home country. It did not matter whether it was two men, a man and a woman, or even two women; but what really matters was the mutual attraction of the two hearts and the nature of the love.

It was now one or two in the morning back at home. After walking around once, they had not yet arrived upstairs when Meng Ting had already yawned a few times. Yan Sui held him by his shoulders. "Head inside and take a shower first. If you're sleepy, then go to sleep."

Meng Ting nodded then asked, "What about you?"

"I'll be in the room tidying up our stuff."

"Okay." Meng Ting nodded. He only needed to be certain that Yan Sui would be in a place where he could find him.

Meng Ting sat on the floor and took some clothes. When he remembered something, he looked sideways. Yan Sui was making their bed. When he was done, he began to unpack the other suitcase. Since they were away on vacation, it was natural that these things should be done by themselves.

However, Meng Ting was a little guilty when he was squatting. He did not help this morning and now, he was still letting Yan Sui do those things by himself. That was not very nice.

Yan Sui turned and met Meng Ting's gaze. "Too sleepy? Want me to help you wash up?"

Meng Ting shook his head. "No, I didn't even help you with anything."

He picked up his clothes and went to the bathroom door, but then looked back at Yan Sui. All of a sudden, a few scenes flashed in his mind. When he got drunk before, he hugged and kissed the man. After which, the scene wherein Yan Sui was giving him a bath also flashed back in his mind.

"What's the matter?" Yan Sui was sticking the white roses that Meng Ting gave him into a vase. He glanced over, only to find that Meng Ting had suddenly returned. "Forgot something?"

Meng Ting shook his head. He grasped Yan Sui's shoulder with one hand, lapped on his lips, then he turned around, and after that, he took three steps back and ran to the bathroom in just two steps.