After One Night Together, He Started Acting Like My Husband in Front of Everyone

Ning Shixue hadn’t slept well in his past life.

In the orphanage, the blankets were too thin, and the beds were just hard planks.
He had to sleep in his clothes, or he’d shiver from the cold.

Then he started acting.
He was so busy his feet barely touched the ground.
He often wrapped himself in a blanket on the crew van and called it a nap.

After that… there was even less chance to sleep.

It led to him not really liking to wear clothes when he slept now.
Anyway, Xie Yaoyao was just a three-and-a-half-year-old kid.

But with Xie Zhaozhou here tonight, he reluctantly put on a bathrobe.

This hot spring hotel was very upscale.
They provided silk bathrobes, soft and smooth.
It was almost like wearing nothing.

Ning Shixue didn’t feel uncomfortable, though.

Xie Zhaozhou’s whole body stiffened for a moment.
Ning Shixue was holding one of his arms, his warm breath landing on the side of Xie Zhaozhou’s neck.
Xie Zhaozhou’s Adam’s apple moved suddenly.
He awkwardly shifted back a little.

But Ning Shixue didn’t let go.
Maybe he mistook him for Xie Yaoyao.
He held on even tighter.

Xie Zhaozhou pressed his thin lips together.
He was already sleeping at the edge of the bed.
He couldn’t move any further.
He had to lean down and try to move Ning Shixue away.
But Ning Shixue slept restlessly.
The blanket was kicked down to his knees.
His bathrobe was too smooth, the sash loosely undone.
Reflecting the snowlight outside, Xie Zhaozhou could glimpse a large expanse of dazzling pale skin when he looked down.

He had just wrapped his arm around Ning Shixue’s waist, hadn’t even moved him yet, when Ning Shixue suddenly shifted.

He lifted his leg and turned slightly.
The bathrobe rode up to his waist.
The small of his back dipped.
His pale, soft calf brushed against Xie Zhaozhou’s palm.

Xie Zhaozhou’s palm froze in mid-air.
A wave of inexplicable irritation surged in his chest.
His face darkened.

He felt Ning Shixue was off.
Ning Shixue didn’t seem to try to hide anything from him.
But how could a person become someone else entirely?

Split personality?

Xie Zhaozhou’s intuition said no.

Was it just a sudden realization, discovering he had been blind before, so he changed?

Ning Shixue had chased Xie Hanzhou for so many years.
From his teens until now.
The time he spent with Xie Hanzhou was long.
Had he slept with Xie Hanzhou like this too?

Couldn’t even wear clothes properly.

Xie Zhaozhou uncontrollably thought back to Ning Shixue’s pants again.
Pulled down just a bit, and that pale… could be seen.
His face instantly darkened another shade, gloomy enough to drip water.

Back when he agreed to the marriage alliance with the Ning family, he really didn’t care who Ning Shixue hung out with.
As long as he didn’t do anything like murder or arson, he couldn’t be bothered to care.

But now… he felt inexplicably annoyed for no reason.

Xie Zhaozhou half-lowered his eyes and pulled the blanket up to cover him.
Ning Shixue wouldn’t let go of him, so he didn’t try to move him again.
He didn’t know where to put his hands, or how to hold him.

He could only hold him like this and sleep.

Xie Zhaozhou originally thought he wouldn’t be able to sleep.
But lowering his head, he could smell that faint medicinal scent on Ning Shixue.
After lying there for a while, he surprisingly fell asleep too.

When Ning Shixue woke up, he felt something was wrong.
What he was holding didn’t feel like the soft kid.

He frowned slightly, then opened his eyes.
He was met with a view of a chest.
Beneath his hand were well-defined pectoral muscles.

“…”

???

Ning Shixue was startled and moved back, almost hitting the still-sleeping chubby kid.

Xie Zhaozhou seemed to have woken up long ago.
But he hadn’t moved.
Since Ning Shixue hadn’t woken, he stayed still.

Ning Shixue’s mind went blank.
Xie Zhaozhou picked up the sweater from the bedside and walked towards the bathroom.

He was wearing a pair of grey sleep pants, made of very soft fabric.
Morning reactions couldn’t be hidden.
Ning Shixue’s face flushed brighter and brighter, terrified Xie Zhaozhou might say something to him again.

But Xie Zhaozhou didn’t speak.
He went straight to the bathroom.
Only then did Ning Shixue breathe a sigh of relief.

Ning Shixue knew he had bad sleeping habits.
But wasn’t he holding Xie Yaoyao last night?

He turned and buried his burning face in the chubby kid’s embrace, rubbing against his fair, tender little arm.

In his sleep, Xie Yaoyao raised his chubby little hand and waved it randomly.
His little brow furrowed slightly.
His soft cheek rested on top of Ning Shixue’s head.

Last night, he had a dream.
He dreamed he rode a spaceship to outer space again.
But this time, the aliens didn’t welcome him.

Xie Yaoyao the Great Demon King rode a little black pig, with Little Mantou the warrior following behind.
He was almost drooling as he asked expectantly,
“Where are your big chicken drumsticks?”

The alien, hands on its hips, let out a villainous laugh.
“You were tricked! There are no big chicken drumsticks!”

Xie Yaoyao the Great Demon King couldn’t bear this injustice.
He threw a combination of punches at the air.
He decided he would bring Little Mantou and the Sea God and rule outer space!

The night was exhausting.
He slept very deeply, even letting out tiny snores.

Xie Zhaozhou went to take a shower.
The emotions in his eyes were dark and unreadable.
He had just finished when he heard the doorbell ring.
He casually picked up a towel to dry his hair and went to open the door.

It was He Lin.

Although Xie Zhaozhou wasn’t acting anymore, he had invested in many films.
Several of He Lin’s movies were funded by the Xie Group.
He Lin had a script and contract he wanted to show Xie Zhaozhou.
He had originally intended to give them to him last night, but ended up forgetting.

This hotel restaurant was pretty good.
He had brought Miaomiao over for breakfast in the morning.
He planned to drop off the documents after eating.

But as soon as the door opened…

Xie Zhaozhou was shirtless.
His black hair was still dripping water.
His naturally deep, gloomy dark eyes were now thick as ink.
Water droplets rolling from the ends of his hair traced down the grooves of his abs, disappearing into his waistband.
The waistband was damp in a patch.

“…”

This bastard looked terrible.

He Lin couldn’t help feeling gleeful.
Could it be that he tried to sleep with him and got rejected?
Why did he look like someone had stolen his wife?

He Lin reminded him,
“Remember to give them back to me after you’ve read them.”

“Mm,”
Xie Zhaozhou responded, said nothing more, took the script and contract, and closed the door.

Ning Shixue didn’t dare meet Xie Zhaozhou’s eyes.
He and Xie Yaoyao got dressed and went downstairs for breakfast.
Ning Shixue always arrived at the last minute.
By the time they got there, the other guests were already present.

Even Tang Haohao was up very early.

Ji Xiao, after breakfast, was listening to English nursery rhymes.
Tang Haohao was also doing his kindergarten homework beside him.

After this show finished filming, school would start.
But he had been procrastinating and was only starting now.

Yan Ting sat nearby with a magazine, occasionally lowering his head and saying calmly,
“That puzzle piece is in the wrong place.”

If it were Tang He’an, Tang Haohao definitely wouldn’t believe him and would stubbornly keep going.
But he didn’t argue with anything Yan Ting said.
He obediently replaced it.

Xie Yaoyao, holding his Ultraman cards, couldn’t help pouting.
Why was it like this?
Even Tang Haohao wasn’t playing with Ultraman anymore.
Now no one would play with him.

“Baby,”
Xie Yaoyao pattered over and hugged Ning Shixue’s leg, resting his chubby face on it, sighing.
“We, better go live in outer space.”

Earth wasn’t fun at all.

“I wish,”
Ning Shixue said, regretting he didn’t have a spaceship.

The director quickly came over to announce the task.
He hadn’t slept all night, discussing subsequent filming with the assistant directors.
Now his face was tired, but suppressed by excitement.

“Teachers,”
the director said with his loudspeaker.
“Today we’re going to the ski resort!”

Since they had come all the way to the northern city, of course they had to go skiing.

The task at the ski resort was one of the most important of this second stop.
Every guest had to learn to ski.

Today, based on their performance at the ski resort, the director would reassign the houses.
Last night might have been Ning Shixue and the others’ final night at the hot spring hotel.

Ning Shixue continued to slack off.
It would be very difficult for him to get a good place.

Also, the day before they left the northern city, there would be a skiing competition.
Then, based on the rankings, they would choose the houses for the next stop.

The program team drove the guests there.

The northern city ski resort was quite large, the largest in the country.
It also had the longest ski lift.

Ning Shixue wore his white down jacket and very thick gloves.
His hands were like bear paws.
His scarf had come loose.
He lowered his head and struggled to put it back on.

But he couldn’t get it wrapped properly.

Just as he was about to take off his gloves to fix it, a pair of hands suddenly reached over from beside him.
Xie Zhaozhou’s knuckles were also pale from the cold as he lowered his eyes and re-tied the scarf for him.

Ning Shixue’s eyelashes fluttered.
He hadn’t forgotten that scene from the morning.
He stole a glance at Xie Zhaozhou and saw his red lips curve slightly as he looked up to meet his eyes.

“What are you looking at me for?”
Xie Zhaozhou pulled the scarf up to cover his reddened cheeks from the cold.

His voice was especially low and clear in this snowy landscape, and lazy, inexplicably sounding suggestive.

Ning Shixue lowered his head and didn’t answer.

He was afraid that if he opened his mouth, Xie Zhaozhou would say, ‘With such a good husband, it’s hard not to look.’

He really didn’t want to kill anyone. Thanks.

The program team told them to learn to ski.
But some guests already knew how.
The director divided all the guests into two groups, and the kids into pairs.

Xie Zhaozhou, He Lin, Yan Ting, and Ji Qing all knew how to ski.
They were responsible for teaching.
Afraid of any difficulties, the director also hired a few professional ski instructors for them.

Ning Shixue was very good at fighting.
He was also pretty good at skating, even though he had to learn in the instance dungeon.

He thought he would learn to ski quickly too.
Until he fell hard several times and found he couldn’t even stand.

“Hold my hand,”
Xie Zhaozhou pulled him up and bent down to brush the snow off him.

[Unbelievable. My salted fish wife is actually working hard today? doge]

[Wow, I’m almost not used to it.]

Normally, Ning Shixue would just give up if he couldn’t learn.
Anyway, worst case was last place.
No matter how unreasonable the program team was, they wouldn’t make him sleep under a bridge.

But Xie Zhaozhou was here.
For the thirty million Xie Zhaozhou had given him, he felt he could still put in a little effort.

Xie Yaoyao was learning to ski not far from them.
Ning Shixue had dressed him in too many layers.
Little sweater over little padded jacket, all kinds of layers messily put on.
His whole little self was round.

He could barely spread his legs.

He fell with a splat several times.
Even Ning Shixue, who considered himself cold-hearted, felt a bit sorry for him.

But Xie Yaoyao was very stubborn.
He didn’t even cry.
Anyway, he was dressed so thickly, falling in the snow didn’t hurt.
He didn’t feel any pain.
He pouted, brushed the snow off his little hands, and climbed up, his milky voice talking to himself.
“Baby, again!”

Xie Yaoyao the Great Demon King could even defeat aliens.
How could he not learn to ski!

Xie Hanzhou had left.
Ji Qing found his assistant to accompany him on the show.
He no longer expected to get popular from this show.
Xie Hanzhou was being ridiculed, and he was losing followers too.
Now he just wanted this damned show to end quickly.

Luckily, Ji Xiao was very obedient.
He kept learning to ski with the instructor and didn’t need any looking after.

Yan Ting was a professor in the life sciences department.
He spent all year in the lab and was quite thin.
Skiing was the only sport he was good at.
When the instructor, overwhelmed with the kids, needed a short rest, Xie Yaoyao and the others would go learn from Yan Ting.

“Bend your knees a little,”
Yan Ting crouched down, holding Xie Yaoyao’s little legs to help him with his posture.

Xie Yaoyao, wearing skis, crunched on the snow.
He practiced for another half hour.
He originally thought he could glide.
But as soon as he moved forward, he immediately fell on his bottom again.

His eyes were red-rimmed, on the verge of tears.
His pants were wet from the fall.
But before his tears could fall, he heard someone beside him fall with a splat too.

Xie Yaoyao turned his head and saw Ning Shixue fall in the exact same posture.
He burst into tears of laughter.

The bad stepdad was so dumb.

Xie Yaoyao couldn’t do it himself, but he still wanted to teach Ning Shixue.
He kicked his little feet, unable to articulate it properly.
He could only mimic Yan Ting’s tone.
“Baby, bend knees!”

Ning Shixue’s face was bright red.
He felt so embarrassed.
He grabbed Xie Zhaozhou’s hand and stood up.
Catching sight of the gloating little kid, he made a snowball and threw it at him.

Xie Yaoyao was still sitting in the snow.
The snowball hit his little leg.
He shook his leg to brush off the snow.
Ning Shixue went over and pulled him up.

[An unavoidable moment of fatherly love and filial piety.]

[Baby, you’re both little idiots.]

He Miao could ski a little.
He Lin had taken her to ski resorts several times before.
Although she wasn’t very good, she could at least glide and almost never fell.

Not far away, she waved and shouted,
“Yaoyao didi, stand up!”

Then she said to Ning Shixue,
“Little Ning Gege, add oil!”

Her face was also flushed from the cold.
Her braids were a bit messy, hair sticking to her face.

He Lin couldn’t help it.
He crouched down and asked, puzzled,
“Miaomiao, why do you like Little Ning Gege so much?”

It wasn’t like he looked that much worse, right?

“I’m going to marry Little Ning Gege when I grow up,”
He Miao said, putting on her little gloves, her face serious.

[Miaomiao, speaking for me.]

[Sniff, who doesn’t want to marry wifey? With a wife like this, I wouldn’t even want to go out.]

“…”
He Lin was speechless for a moment.
He raised his hand, pointed at Xie Zhaozhou who was supporting Ning Shixue, and told He Miao,
“But Little Ning Gege is already married. He married that uncle.”

“It doesn’t matter if Little Ning Gege is married,”
He Miao tilted her head, unable to understand.
“I can still marry him.”

She had clearly seen in magazines that her mother was with someone else, and it wasn’t He Lin.
When she went to He Lin’s film set, she had also accidentally seen him hugging another older sister.

Why couldn’t she marry Little Ning Gege?

[Out of the mouths of babes, out of the mouths of babes.]

[Dammit, who doesn’t want to? As long as President Xie doesn’t mind, I wouldn’t mind either!!!]

He Lin’s expression stiffened for a moment.

His Adam’s apple moved.
He didn’t argue with He Miao.
He laughed awkwardly, picked her up and put her on his shoulder, saying,
“There’s a place selling milk tea over there. Daddy will take you to buy some, okay?”

“Okay. I want hot cocoa,”
He Miao nodded vigorously.

He Lin’s father was in his fifties, a director for most of his life.
His back and legs weren’t great.
He was the only guest who could righteously slack off.
He didn’t go skiing.

He just stayed nearby, watching Miaomiao ski, occasionally checking on Xie Yaoyao and the others.
When he felt cold, he’d find a place to sit.

He Lin took Miaomiao to buy milk tea.
He followed along, planning to get some hot water.

Ning Shixue wasn’t far from them and also heard He Miao say she wanted to marry him.
He felt a bit awkward, mainly because he didn’t know how to interact with little girls.

They had arrived at the ski resort before nine in the morning.
Now it was almost eleven.
He was a bit tired, so he waved to Xie Yaoyao.
“Xie Xingxing.”

“Here!”
Xie Yaoyao ran over like a little cannonball.

With the instructor’s help, he had already taken off his skis.
He had been playing in the snow with Ji Xiao just now.

“We’ll go buy milk tea too,”
Ning Shixue said.

Xie Zhaozhou seemed to have something to do.
He went aside to make a phone call.
Ning Shixue sent him a message and took Xie Yaoyao ahead.

The ski resort had a very large rest area.
It had everything, even a cinema.

Ning Shixue took Xie Yaoyao’s little hand to buy milk tea.
He ordered one with nothing added for Xie Yaoyao, and one for himself, telling the clerk,
“Add extra boba.”

“I want too, boba!”
Xie Yaoyao bounced up and down, telling the older sister at the counter.

But he was too short.
Even when he jumped, the older sister couldn’t fully see him.

Ning Shixue refused.
“You can’t have any.”

What if he choked?

Xie Yaoyao’s little mouth puckered into a trumpet shape.
He grumbled unconvinced.
“Why?”

“Only adults can have boba,”
Ning Shixue said without hesitation, his tone firm.

Xie Yaoyao’s fair, soft face was full of suspicion.
But Ning Shixue sounded too sure, and the clerk sister didn’t add any boba for him either.
He was still dubious.

Adults could slack off, have a nightlife, and add boba.

Xie Yaoyao the Great Demon King propped his chubby face in his hands and sighed.
He originally thought being a baby was great.
But now he suddenly wanted to be an adult.
When would he become an adult?

They got their milk tea quickly.
Ning Shixue found a sofa and sat side-by-side with Xie Yaoyao, drinking.

He was only halfway through his when the sofa beside him suddenly sank.
Xie Zhaozhou had appeared sometime.

This was a two-seater sofa.
Even though Xie Yaoyao was just a little kid, there were now three of them.
Ning Shixue was instantly squeezed into the middle.
He couldn’t help using his elbow to block Xie Zhaozhou.

“…Why don’t you go sit over there?”
Ning Shixue whispered, a bit embarrassed.

His legs were pressed against Xie Zhaozhou’s.
And the sofa right next to them was empty.

Xie Zhaozhou didn’t move.
He was wearing a black down jacket, the same style as Ning Shixue’s.
But he was tall, with long legs.
Even dressed this thickly, he still looked straight and tall and handsome.

He curved his eyes in a half-smile, his voice very calm.
“What’s wrong? Everything was fine last night. Now you’re off the bed and ignoring me?”

Ning Shixue: “…”

Ning Shixue’s cheeks suddenly burned.
He almost choked.
He finally couldn’t resist the urge to hit him.

But as soon as he raised his hand, Xie Zhaozhou caught his wrist in his palm.
He struggled, but Xie Zhaozhou didn’t let go.

“…Let go,”
Ning Shixue said, blushing as he glared at him.

“Not letting go,”
Xie Zhaozhou said lazily, holding his hand in his palm, the corner of his mouth curving.
He was quite self-aware.
“What if you hit me later?”

Ning Shixue didn’t dare struggle hard.

Otherwise, what was the difference between this and public flirtation?

The bullet comments were completely numb this time.
Even Xie Zhaozhou’s fans couldn’t deceive themselves anymore.

[Thanks. A couple fighting, and even passing dogs have to cover their eyes. That’s me. Crying and covering eyes.jpg]

[Sorry, even if you’re Film Emperor Xie, I just have to say you’re so flirtatious.]

[What happened last night?! Spill the details!!! Sniff, I can afford the data!]

Someone even posted a meme of cats fighting, which surprisingly matched the movement of Ning Shixue raising his hand just now.

[Brother Xie, the probability of being killed by a cat is very low, but not zero. Devil whispering.jpg]

Xie Yaoyao, sitting beside them, dazedly kicked his little feet.
What were Big Daddy and the baby doing?
He just thought the milk tea was really good.

Ning Shixue couldn’t help it.
He struggled again.
But before he could break free, his palm suddenly felt warm.

He was stunned.

Xie Zhaozhou placed a hot water bottle in his hand.
He must have bought it just now.
The bottle had the ski resort’s logo on it.

Ning Shixue took the hot water bottle.
Xie Zhaozhou let go of his hand.
The blood in his frozen fingertips started to flow again.

Xie Zhaozhou said nothing.
But with the snowy mountain reflecting behind him, Ning Shixue looked up and accidentally met his gaze.
Xie Zhaozhou’s eye sockets were very deep.
Held for a long time, it gave a gentle illusion.
It felt like drowning in the depths of those eyes.

They wouldn’t eat lunch until 12:30.
There was still half an hour now.
Ning Shixue looked away, stood up, and said,
“I want to ski a bit more.”

“I’ll go with you,”
Xie Zhaozhou said.

Xie Yaoyao now proactively held out his little hand to Big Daddy.
Anyway, if both Big Daddy and the baby were there, Big Daddy would definitely carry him.
Xie Zhaozhou bent down and picked him up.

Ning Shixue followed behind them.

The snow on the way back to the rest area was very thick.
Xie Zhaozhou, carrying Xie Yaoyao, took one of Ning Shixue’s hands that had finally thawed from being frozen and put it in his own down jacket pocket.

Then held it with his palm.

Ning Shixue walked a few steps forward.
Half of his pale face was buried in his scarf.
His long, thick eyelashes drooped.
He put his other hand into Xie Zhaozhou’s palm too.

Xie Zhaozhou turned his head, his eyes clearly startled.
Ning Shixue met his gaze, his fingertips curling.
He immediately started to pull his hand back, but Xie Zhaozhou held it firmly.

Xie Zhaozhou stared at his flushed cheeks.
His tongue ran over his teeth.
The gloom from last night inexplicably dissipated.
He didn’t believe Ning Shixue would act cute like this with anyone else.

Holding Ning Shixue’s wrist, he let out a low laugh, his tone surprisingly gentle.
“What are you running from?”