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24

The moment Wang's head touched Zhan's chest, he fell asleep, but Zhan was still awake. It was morning already, so there was no need to sleep. Zhan admired his mate and loved him deeply.

The sound of Wang's moans throughout the night had left a lasting impression on Zhan. Even now, the mere thought of that moment sent shivers down his spine. The feeling was a mixture of pleasure, desire, and an overwhelming sense of protectiveness. Zhan knew he would do anything to make Wang happy and hearing him moan made his heart swell with joy.

Lost in thought, Zhan's cock was already hard. He knew he had to focus and suppress his desires, as Wang was still asleep and unaware of his arousal. It would be challenging to maintain control, but Zhan was determined to prioritize Wang's comfort and happiness above all else.

At 10 am, Zhan sneaks out of bed, not wanting to wake Wang. He quietly slips into the bathroom to freshen up, gets dressed, and heads to the kitchen to prepare a delicious breakfast for Wang.

"Good morning, Your Majesty," said Ming Jue.

"Good morning, Nie Ming Jue. To what do I owe this visit?" Zhan asked, his voice filled with curiosity.

Cheng called me late last night. "I got a decent island in the Caribbean." They will soon be here with the cars, but I brought the rings myself, Ming Jue replied, a mischievous glint in his eyes. "I couldn't resist being part of this special moment, Your Majesty. I know how much you love Wang, and I wanted to witness the joy on both of your faces when you exchange your vows."

"Ah, Zhan exclaimed, excited. I knew you were efficient. Thank you! Please, can you get someone to decorate the garden? I want everything to be perfect for Wang when he wakes up."

"Yes, Your Majesty." Nie Ming Jue beams. I will make the arrangements immediately.

"I haven't seen Sang since Uncle's birthday, is he alright?" Zhan asked with concern.

Nie Ming Jue's smile faded slightly as he replied, I'm afraid Sang has been dealing with some personal issues lately. He's distant and withdrawn. I think what happened shook him pretty badly. He's having trouble sleeping and eating. I'm worried about him, and I think it would be a good idea to check up on him.

"Didn't he drink Meng's juice?" Zhan asked, shocked.

Nie Ming Jue's expression turned grave as he responded. "No, he didn't.

"I will see him today," Zhan said, as he made breakfast for Wang. He couldn't bear Sang suffering alone. Since he can't stomach what happened, he can compel him to forget.

Zhan brought breakfast to Wang by 11:30 am. As Wang is still sleeping, he drops the tray on the mini dining table and walks toward the bed.

"Good morning, sleeping beauty," Zhan says as he leans in and gently brushes his lips against Wang's cheeks, savoring the moment. As he pulls away, joy and love fill his heart. He knows soon they will exchange vows and embark on a lifetime of happiness together.

Wang curled further into the bed, making Zhan smile. He sits beside Wang and pulls the duvet to his waist.

Zhan gently strokes Wang's hair, his heart swelling with affection. He whispers, "Wake up, my love. Breakfast will get cold." Wang stirs, his eyes flutter open, and a stiff frown spread across his face as he sees Zhan beside him.

"I'm not hungry," Wang replied, still sleepy.

"Up, up, we have a lot to do today," Zhan replies in a playful tone and pulls the duvet off Wang's body. Wang groans in protest, but reluctantly sits up, his eyes widening as he realizes he is completely naked. In a moment of embarrassment, he quickly uses his hands to cover his chest and lower region, anger creeping onto his cheeks.