When Lin Nuan came out of the bedroom, he heard a sound from the apartment—it was the rhythmic, clear breathing of the man and the snapping sound from upstairs.

She paused halfway through the door as she closed it. She held her breath and listened intently, trying to tell who it was.

She was not hallucinating. It was sent by Fu Huai'an.

Lin Nuan's heart suddenly thumped in his chest, and his ears turned red. What the hell was he doing at night?

Trying to slow her heartbeat, she rushed to the kitchen and grabbed a bottle of cold water. She opened it and took a few sips, but she still couldn't calm down.

After doing it twice with him, her only experience was with that man. It can't be wrong – the voice is coming from him.

Fu Huai'an's deep, rhythmic breathing reached her ears all the way. As she grabbed the bottles and prepared to go back to the bedroom, she felt them burn.

As she passed by the kitchen, she noticed that the ashtray on the table was full of cigarette butts.

She paused and looked upstairs. As if under a spell, she grabbed the handle of the staircase and slowly walked up.

As she went upstairs, his voice became clearer.

Lin Nuan felt his heart pounding in mid-air, as if he was about to jump out of his chest at any time.

What did she do upstairs? Is she violating other people's privacy, or is she trying to convince Fu Huaian not to be so? Is it appropriate for her to talk to Fu Huaian about such a private matter?

The upstairs room is lit and there is a gap between the door and the door frame. Lin Nuan stopped when he reached the last step of the stairs.

Her gaze fell on the gym equipment, the man's tense muscles.

Fu Huai'an's hand was grasping on the horizontal bar, and his arm was straining. As he moved upward, the grooves of the back muscles became deeper and deeper, and drops of sweat flowed down the muscles and disappeared along the lines of his thin waist.

Lin Nuan's hand clenched tighter, pinching the glass bottle containing the mineral water, and his heartbeat once again accelerated uncontrollably.

That night, Fu Huaian didn't want to sleep at all. After returning from Iraq, Fu Huai'an began to suffer from insomnia, and his addiction to cigarettes has been out of control ever since.

Every night when he closed his eyes, his mind would immediately flash to the time when Lu Xiangsi and Jiang Ming'an died.

Especially the "elder brother" Jiang Ming'an shouted before he died that he would send that group of lawbreakers to see the true gods, and his voice woke Fu Huaian from the pain of suffocation.

As time passed, Fu Huai'an slept less and less, and he could only barely sleep from exhaustion.

Fu Huai'an got off the gym equipment, panting, perfect honey-skinned and toned back muscles covered with sweat.

Under the bright light, sweat flowed down Fu Huai'an's outstanding face and flowed to his neck and chest, further highlighting the sexiness of his body lines.

He picked up the lighter and a box of cigarettes on his device and put a cigarette to the corner of his mouth. He blocked the wind with one hand and lit a cigarette.

As if sensing her presence, Fu Huai'an looked at the door with a deep gaze.

Due to exhaustion, the wrinkles on his face were particularly deep, and his gaze was extraordinarily dark.

Fu Huaian was slightly stunned when he saw Lin Nuan standing there. He removed the cigarette from his lips, tapped it on the ashtray, and said in his deep, slightly hoarse voice, "Can't you fall asleep in a different bed?"

She shook her head, raised the mineral water bottle in her hand, and said, "I got up to drink some water, and I heard some voices upstairs......"

She paused hesitantly - she couldn't possibly say she was wrong when she heard his low gasp, so she was there to dissuade him.

Her ears were red from the root to the tip.

Lin Nuan watched the sweat on his strong chest, the sweat dripping down the tight muscle lines and charming V-lines, and then disappeared into the dark blue plaid sweatpants he was wearing. She turned away in a panic, her heart beating fast.

But the old scars of various sizes on Fu Huai'an's body, as well as his strong and healthy physique, seemed to be engraved in her mind. Even when she looked away, they still came back to her mind clearly.

Seeing that Lin Nuan suddenly blushed halfway through speaking, Fu Huaian squinted his eyes and tugged the black V-neck T-shirt hanging on the gym equipment above his head. Biting out his cigarette, he finally put his shirt on.

Fu Huai'an removed the cigarette from between his lips, and white smoke oozed from the corner of his mouth. With a hint of a smile in his deep voice, he said, "Talking normally, why are you blushing again?"

"I... Let's go downstairs first.

"Give me the water."

Before Lin Nuan could turn around, Fu Huai'an's deep voice stopped her steps.

Lin Nuan wanted to say that she had finished drinking the bottle of water, but she felt that it sounded too old-fashioned. Fu Huai'an didn't even say a word when she kissed, and he probably wouldn't mind the water she had already drunk.

She didn't pretend to be embarrassed and handed the water to Fu Huai'an.

The man stood firmly, one hand in his pocket, sweat dripping from his chin.

Lin Nuan surrendered under Fu Huai'an's calm gaze, took a few steps towards him, unscrewed the bottle cap, and handed it to him.

As soon as he got closer, the man's scorching heat washed over Lin Nuan's body, mixed with a strong fragrance, making Lin Nuan's face flush.

"Water...," Lin Nuan said in a low voice.

The moment the words landed, the man's calloused warm hand grabbed Lin Nuan's slender wrist and pulled her towards him.

She raised her head, and her gaze fell on Fu Huai'an's sharp jaw and his sweaty Adam's apple. Before she retreats in time...

In the next second, the man's burning lips mixed with the scent of nicotine pressed against her body.

Lin Nuan's heartbeat skipped a beat, and she felt as if the other voices in the world were frozen.

Her palms were sweaty, and she lost her grip on the glass bottle. It fell on the carpet. The bottle didn't break, and the icy water splashed on Lin Nuan and Fu Huai'an's legs.

Lin Nuan nervously pushed Fu Huai'an's chest, trying to escape from his embrace. The glass bottle on the floor was kicked away by the messy footsteps of the two, and the whole person was pressed against the wall by Fu Huai'an.

Looking at the deep, half-open gaze, she pinched his sweaty T-shirt, her body still stiff.

Fu Huai'an's kiss was extremely gentle, and he sucked on her lips, moving slowly and lightly. The depth in his eyes seemed to contain endless love, capable of drowning anyone in it.

Lin Nuan's hand clenched even tighter. There was only a thin layer of cloth between them, and she could feel Fu Huai'an's clear and powerful heartbeat and his toned muscular body.

The kiss is shallow and light. Fu Huai'an's eyes were gloomy, his voice was hoarse, and he said, "Don't you have a show early in the morning, go to bed early."

Under Lin Nuan's palm, there was a man's chest, which vibrated as he spoke.

I don't know if it's because of the heat released by Fu Huai'an when he exercised before, Lin Nuan felt that the air around her was burning, she lowered her head and replied, "En."

The phrases "you should have rested early, too" were on the tip of her tongue, but she eventually swallowed them anyway.

She lowered her head, her eyes fell on the V-neck of Fu Huai'an's black shirt, and she saw the faintly visible sweat-soaked chest.

Lin Nuan felt a hot nose, and a few drops of blood fell on Fu Huai'an's shirt, the one she was wearing.

Fu Huaian hurriedly held Lin Nuan's chin, and snuffed out the cigarette in the ashtray with his other hand.

Lin Nuan was so ashamed that she pushed away Fu Huai'an's hand on her chin.

"Don't move!"

Lin Nuan ignored the preachy tone in Fu Huai'an's voice, pried Fu Huai'an's hand away, pinched her nose by herself, and hurriedly ran downstairs and left Fu Huai'an's gym.

Hurriedly returning to the room, Lin Nuan turned on the faucet in the bathroom, washed her nose with cold water, and then patted her forehead and the back of her neck. Then she wiped it with a tissue and it took a long time to manage to stop the nosebleed.

Bang bang –

Outside the bathroom, Fu Huaian knocked on the door, Lin Nuan was startled, his heart was pounding, banging, and he felt like he was going to fly out.

"Has the bleeding stopped?"

Lin Nuanqiang held back the panic in his heart and said, "Stop, you go to rest early!" You don't have to worry about me.

In the mirror, Lin Nuan's face was extremely red. The bangs in front of his forehead and Fu Huai'an's bloody shirt were completely soaked.

Bai Xiaonian once said that some men are walking hormones, which can induce nosebleeds just by looking at them, but Lin Nuan didn't believe it and thought that Bai Xiaonian was exaggerating.

But she had a nosebleed because of Fu Huai'an, right in front of him. Lin Nuan felt ashamed and frustrated.

...

Lying back on the soft bed, Lin Nuan's brain was so awake that she was frightened, without a trace of sleepiness, and the smell and warmth of Fu Huai'an lingered on her lips.

Closing her eyes, she could only see the lines of Fu Huai'an's back muscles and the sweat on his body when he did pull-ups.

Lin Nuan tossed and turned on the bed, unable to sleep. Seeing that the sky outside the window was slowly getting brighter, she still couldn't sleep, and Lin Nuan forced herself to lie in bed until dawn.

Early the next morning, Lin Nuan left the room in his clothes after washing. She hesitated, but still folded Fu Huai'an's shirt neatly, put it in her bag, and prepared to take it away and compensate Fu Huai'an with a new shirt.

She left the room and closed the door. After only a few steps, Lin Nuan saw that Fu Huaian was already sitting at the table reading the report of the financial newspaper, and his breakfast eggs, bacon, and coffee were placed in front of him.