Yuxuan battling to control himself

"Nothing will happen," she calmly said, walking off of them. Everyone was like, "Huh?" "Yuxuan, I have already told you about this that night. You just don't have a memory of that," he elucidated. "Let me explain this tomorrow night." Yuxuan looked at him. "Keep your word!" Zixin thumbs it up with a broad smile. "Certainly!" Thereafter, they went inside the mansion. Inside Zixin's bedroom, "Get ready fast; we are going to purchase a wedding dress for you and a nice gown for Ehuang," Zixin proclaimed, dressing up Ehuang nicely. Yuxuan went inside the restroom with a towel, deliberately keeping quiet instead. Zixin made Ehuang sit on the bed, leaned forward to her, and asked, "How is your mama? Do you like him?" "Uhm..." she trailed off. "I'm okay with Mama, but... Mama seems jealous of me." "Not really," Zixin said dubiously, but recalling how Yuxuan acted earlier at the entrance tugged him to confirm. "Is that so?" he asked, looking at Ehuang. Ehuang nodded, pouting innocently. One hour later... "Let me drive," Yuxuan Precede got in the driver's seat, leaving both Zixin and Ehuang perplexed. As Yuxuan witnessed Zixin moving towards the back passenger seat, he talked to himself with a smirk. I got in at the right time. Now he can't give the front seat to that rat. He must come alone to sit with me. "What are you daydreaming about? Start the car!" Zixin shook him. "Sure!" Yuxuan firmly said, starting the engine. When he raised his Irish to glimpse at Ehuang sitting in the back seat alone, he was shocked and threw his glare at Ehuang sitting on Zixin's. "That's my place," he moaned, miserably starting at Zixin's lap that had been carrying Ehuang. He then sluggishly geared up as the car left the main gate. Inside the groom's section, Yuxuan was going through each wedding dress carefully as Zixin and Ehuang chilled in the VIP seat to watch him. He selected a plain white one. Zixin and Ehuang marked it 'X' He then came in full blue, which took a great part of his muted handsomeness despite enunciating his fair skin. They marked 'X' He then came up with a white and blue shirt that elaborated on his slim waist. A white suit with blue along the curved box plate, which exposes shiny blue buttons from inside the coat. That was another inner shirt lying beneath the coat, with a blue formal bow tie and a shiny white tie tugged inside the coat. A strike of a thick blue short line was drawn on the body's upper part, where the pocket is, and also in the body's lower part. The sleeves are purely white. The pant was full blue. They thumb up, beaming. They went to the kids' section after that and collected plenty of dresses and gowns for Ehuang since she was going to live with them. Yuxuan stood away from them, as he had no desire to keep her with him. After purchasing, it's time to reach home, but Yuxuan almost leaves the city. "Where are we going?" Zixin raised the question. Yuxuan picked up their wedding invitation and threw it at Zixin for the catch. "You already forgot what I told my ex?" He was a bit harsh to mention this. As Zixin recalled yesterday's scenario where Yuxuan dictated they would be in person to invite Yuxuan's ex and his new boyfriend, he nodded himself and dialled his manager. Two hours later, they arrived at a restaurant near Zixin's company. Leaving Ehuang to sleep tight in the car, they got out of the car and moved inside the restaurant. Biao stood up immediately, while LingYun stood up lazily as if he hated this moment right now. They greeted them as Zixin and Yuxuan sat together in front of them. "Nice to meet you, Mr. Ki." Zixun merely nodded when he glimpsed LingYun's emotionless gaze towards him. "Unexpectedly, our marriage is going to happen tomorrow. Honer of your presence, Mr. Biao and Mr. LingYun," Yuxuan pushed that invitation to LingYun, who bit his teeth with a closed mouth. Maybe innocent Biao could be blind to that, but not Zixin and Yuxuan. Isn't that what Yuxuan wants? However, Zixin kept his stare on Biao's shirt button to avoid LingYun's glance, which was trying to catch his sight often per two seconds. Yuxuan subtly narrowed at Zixin, avoiding eye contact with LingYun. "Oh, he knows about this already?" Yuxuan asked himself and stood up quickly. "Okay, Mr. Biao and Mr. Lingyun. We have a lot more to take care of; let's see tomorrow at our wedding," Yuxuan politely informed as Zixin stood up with him. Biao stood up quickly and bowed. "Of course, Mrs. Yuxuan." Letting out a mild sigh, LingYun stood up and bowed. Yet he was seeking Zixin's one-second glance. To disappoint him, Zixin left the place first, even before Yuxuan turned around. _________________________ As the car passed the bridge, screeching hot sun, Ehuang awakened, with half-closed eyes, her mouth browsing across Zixin's chest, searching for milk-providing nipples. "Uh... she is starving," Zixin mumbled, picking out the feeding bottle from the bag back that was in the backseat. Promptly, Yuxuan glimpsed at her stinking wet Zixin's shirt. "Ahhh!!!! That's mine!!" He screamed inside, grunting his teeth behind his stubborn face. Clenching the steering wheel like he was going to squeeze it out, he muttered under his breath, "Get the shit off your lips away from my man!" Zixin then popped the feeding bottle teat into her lips, wiping his saliva-wetted shirt with tissue paper. It's not surprising, even if I kill this rat! He thought to himself, speeding up the car. They reached the mansion. Evening approached when the car drove inside the front yard. Not so late; night approached. A full moon sent a light across the city, but not as powerful as the day before yesterday. After dinner with the family members, Zixin and Yuxuan came upstairs. Short out a lengthy sigh, Yuxuan jumped on the bed and rolled over with the blanket to wrap himself as Zixin took off his jacket. "How about I massage your shoulder? You must be tired of driving all day," Zixin reached out for his shoulder. "No, I can't control myself if he touches me," Yuxuan mumbled, his eyes going wide in astonishment. He rolled away and hit the floor. "Yuxuan!" Zixin rattled and overhastily ran to him. Yuxuan stood up quickly and asserted, "I'm okay." Zixin could only examine his body for any wounds with a glance since Yuxuan deliberately wanted to avoid his touch.