Jiang Shunnian lifted his head and planted a light, dragonfly-like kiss on Fu Yanli’s lips.
Just as he was about to pull away, Fu Yanli gripped his shoulders and leaned down for a deep, intense kiss.
They had kissed several times by now, and Fu Yanli’s technique had reached a masterful level, but Jiang Shunnian felt like he hadn’t improved at all.
Not only could he barely stand from the kissing, but by the time he was almost out of breath and bit Fu Yanli’s lip to call a halt, he realized Fu Yanli’s hand was no longer on his waist—it had slipped inside his soft loungewear, and his waistband was completely undone.
When did he even do that?
Jiang Shunnian quickly shoved him away, hastily tying his clothes back up as his wits gathered. Finally sensing something off, he said, “You weren’t playing hard to get with all that talk earlier, were you? And just now, deliberately interrupting Nono… Mr. Fu, you are so scheming.”
“Shunnian, what are you talking about?” Fu Yanli feigned ignorance, though he was genuinely surprised inside—Jiang Shunnian had seen through his ploy this time.
Jiang Shunnian flicked on the light and eyed the handsome, towering man in front of him. With a huff, he said, “Because I’ve read a ton of web novels lately. The ‘tops’ in them are just like you—acting cute, playing pitiful, pulling every trick to create intimate moments. Total bad guys.”
Fu Yanli opened his mouth to respond, but Jiang Shunnian’s voice suddenly softened into something tender and affectionate: “But Yanli, we admire each other and have feelings for one another. Of course you want to get close to me. Just tell me outright—it’s only natural. You know, I belong to you. You can do anything you want to me. No need for all those schemes and excuses.”
The heartfelt words flowed like a clear spring, soaking into his heart and leaving him almost too stunned to react.
He gazed at the exquisite, breathtakingly beautiful young man before him, wishing he could offer up the whole world.
But the next second, Jiang Shunnian pulled a silly face, shoved him aside, and slipped away, tossing back, “As if! Wait until I officially agree to date you!”
Like I’m the only one who can’t play these games.
Fu Yanli: “……”
He watched the young man’s escaping figure, a hint of amusement flickering in his eyes. One day, he would make Jiang Shunnian make good on those words.
The next morning, Jiang Shunnian had to rush back to the set. As he finished packing and stepped out of the room, Nono woke up in a daze and gave him a milky-scented good-morning kiss. “Daddy, be careful on the road.”
“I know, baby. Sleep a little more, be good.”
Fu Yanli was already up by then. He handed Jiang Shunnian the prepared breakfast and pulled him into a tight embrace. “Shunnian, take care of yourself. Call me anytime, no matter what.”
“Got it. Nono’s in your hands.”
The Spring Scenery of Mountains and Rivers told the story of the late dynasty era, where treacherous ministers held sway and the emperor had been a puppet since ascending the throne. Princes died one after another, leaving only one daughter—the female lead.
At age ten, she was secretly swapped and sent out of the palace by the emperor, raised with careful education. One night, a visitor handed her a letter and half a tiger tally, instructing her on the emperor’s behalf to head to the border, rally the border army, march on the capital to purge the traitors around the emperor. But even the emperor wasn’t sure of the border army’s loyalty—she’d have to play it by ear.
The female lead set off secretly with Su Yuqing and a few dead-loyal guards for the border, facing countless dangers along the way. Midway, she encountered the male lead, who saved her.
They pressed on together, only to find the border army demoralized and rife with rebels—utterly incapable of battle. With foreign tribes poised to invade, she changed plans: disguised herself as a man to become an army doctor, teamed up with the male lead for inside-outside coordination, and systematically eliminated the disloyal generals to seize command.
Just as success was in sight, news came of the emperor’s grave illness. Doubting its truth but unwilling to risk it, she raced back to the capital first. Near the city, they faced an unprecedented ambush. At that moment, Jiang Shunnian’s Su Yuqing took a fatal blow meant for her, allowing the female lead to infiltrate the palace successfully.
In the end, the traitors were purged, the emperor reclaimed power, the female lead was named crown princess, and the male lead became the protector general.
The script’s most innovative and captivating element was the ending—the female lead wasn’t confined by her gender to marry; she became crown princess. Airing that finale would surely spark massive buzz.
This was solidly a female lead-centric drama. Mo Zhen had the clout for top billing, but he wasn’t arrogant; he respected the script and didn’t fight for the lead.
That was one reason for his good reputation.
Jiang Shunnian had a key scene these days: the female lead chased by assassins, Su Yuqing taking a blade for her in the back. She insisted on applying medicine, but he stubbornly refused. After some teasing from her, he finally flushed red and stripped off his shirt.
How was that not borderline nudity?
Here, Jiang Shunnian needed to layer emotions: relief at saving the female lead, shy embarrassment at her offering to apply medicine, and a flash of hurt when she teased him like a kid.
Though he had to bare his upper body, only his back showed. Jiang Shunnian’s skin was fair and supple, his waist slim enough to span with two hands, complete with two incredibly sexy dimples in the lower back.
Even the makeup artist couldn’t resist teasing while painting the wound: “Teacher Jiang, how do you keep your skin this flawless? And that waist—it’s gonna have viewers drooling when it airs.”
Jiang Shunnian felt a bit shy. “As long as you don’t mind the lack of muscles making it look bad.”
He’d been practicing fight scenes in his off time, building a thin layer of muscle so he didn’t look like a scrawny plucked chicken.
When filming officially began, Jiang Shunnian slipped into character effortlessly. The dialogue went fine at first, but when Ji Linyue pulled open his costume shirt, she flubbed her line. Jiang Shunnian looked up blankly to hear her indignant voice: “How is your waist thinner than mine?!”
Everyone on set burst out laughing, Jiang Shunnian included, utterly bemused.
On the second take, Jiang Shunnian clutched his shirt tightly, perfectly capturing the panicked embarrassment of baring his back to his beloved. Even Ji Linyue got pulled into the moment, and it cut through on the spot.
“Cut!” Director Lin called with a grin. “That was perfect. Shunnian’s emotional layers were so nuanced—the eyes sold it. Keep that up. Linyue, you were great too—like a total flirt.”
Ji Linyue had a bright, bold beauty that fit the female lead perfectly, and she was a powerhouse actress with killer action skills.
“Director Lin, I was really in the zone—teasing Jiang Shunnian was fun,” she laughed. “Can we add more scenes like that?”
Jiang Shunnian silently pulled his clothes back on, looking pitiful and helpless. “Spare me, Your Majesty the Queen.”
The drama had tons of action, making it more grueling than others, but Jiang Shunnian loved it. After wrapping, he’d run lines with the leads. Mo Zhen acted normal now, though his gaze toward Jiang Shunnian held some complexity.
Others warmed up to him too—probably thanks to Fu Yanli’s appearance.
In downtime, he’d review his live stream schedule and body wash ad lines. Seeing the content, he couldn’t help chuckling—it fit Nono’s image perfectly. He was already looking forward to the shoot.
That evening, after wrapping, Jiang Shunnian returned to S City for the live stream. Shen Boheng had the study fully equipped with pro gear. At 8 PM sharp, Jiang Shunnian appeared in the stream holding Nono.
The producers had planned link-up streams with other guests, but they all politely declined—Nono’s popularity was too overwhelming. Sharing screen time meant getting overshadowed.
They’d already gained buzz and opportunities from the show; no need to play second fiddle.
So tonight, it was just Jiang Shunnian and Nono.
No beauty filter, but their flawless features held up under the harsh camera anyway.
Bullet comments flooded in unison: [All hail Nono the Great King.]
Nono could read and blinked at them curiously. “Daddy, why do the aunties call me Nono the Great King?”
The good boy had no idea about his nickname yet.
Jiang Shunnian smiled. “Because Nono’s so smart and did amazing on the show. The aunties love that Nono.”
Nono blushed shyly. “Thank you, aunties! But you don’t have to call me Nono the Great King—just Nono is fine.”
Netizens ignored him, chatting wildly as comments flew by. Nono picked a few to reply.
“Start a company and hire me?” Nono thought for a second. “Sure! I’ll open a big company, and all the aunties can work for me.”
[Wahhh, Nono’s too sweet! I’d work for Nono the Great King forever!]
“Want to see me solve a Rubik’s Cube? Okay.”
Nono hopped down from Jiang Shunnian’s lap to grab it. Meanwhile, Jiang Shunnian’s fans asked about him.
“I’ve been filming—this is my third drama. I hear the first one airs in about two months, another by year-end. Not sure on this one; up to the crew.”
While Jiang Shunnian streamed next door, Fu Yanli lurked in the chat too—but with rewards off, he couldn’t spoil his wife.
Seeing everyone call Jiang Shunnian “hubby” or “wife” made him itch to declare ownership.
Don’t you have your own partners? Why steal mine?
With Jiang Shunnian’s looks, personality, and talent, he’d soar high—and attract more fans.
It gave Fu Yanli a real sense of crisis.
Maybe he should show his face sometime? His looks weren’t bad.
What if, when they went public, people didn’t know him and assumed he wasn’t good enough?
Not even official yet, but the forward-thinking Mr. Fu was already paving the way.
Jiang Shunnian and Nono’s stream shot straight to trending. While it aired, the Spring Scenery of Mountains and Rivers crew rode the wave, announcing Nono’s set visit and releasing Jiang Shunnian’s costume still.
In ancient robes, he looked refined and ethereal, like a figure from a painting.
The photo drew hordes—simply too stunning.
Fans swarmed the stream, where his cozy loungewear gave off gentle house-spouse vibes. They chased him with “wife” shouts.
Fu Yanli sulked silently next door.
It only stopped when Nono brought the Rubik’s Cube.
Nono twisted it blindingly fast, even demoing a blind solve. His chubby little hands somehow looked a touch sexy.
That little CEO vibe—strategic and dominant—snagged countless more fans.
He even sang foreign songs at fans’ request, his cute milky voice irresistible.
The hour flew by. Comments wailed for them to stream forever, and Jiang Shunnian enjoyed chatting, but Nono needed rest. Heart aching, he ended it—but promised more streams with Nono sometime.
The instant it cut, Fu Yanli burst in from next door, scooping Jiang Shunnian and Nono into his arms. Jiang Shunnian blinked, confused. What was this?
Fu Yanli sighed. “They’re calling you ‘wife,’ and I can only seethe in impotent rage.”
Jiang Shunnian burst out laughing. Impotent rage? That doesn’t suit Fu Yanli at all.
That night, Fu Yanli pleaded his case—his “wife” stolen, heart wounded—to share the bed again.
Nono, clueless, had slept alone for days and missed Daddy. He raised his hand eagerly. “I wanna sleep with Daddy too!”
Jiang Shunnian couldn’t refuse Nono; he missed cuddling his boy too. He agreed instantly.
Fu Yanli, now tight with Nono, tried bribing him for stay-over rights.
Nono agonized—Daddy vs. Big Daddy? So tough!
Amused, Jiang Shunnian scooped up Nono and headed to the bedroom. “If you wanna come, just come.”
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