Chapter 17

--"Help!"

"I'm not taking advantage of you. This is all a plan, a plan!"

"Ah, stop pulling my hair! If you pull it all off, I'll be too embarrassed to go out and see people! Wait, even the collar won't work, it'll get stretched!" Xiang Mingqi turned around to make way for a table, gritting his teeth as he fled through the private room, howling, "I was just joking. I'm sorry, I'm sorry!"

"Shut up."

The sound source is directly behind me. Not far away, not close either.

Xiang Mingqi shuddered with fear, quickened his pace, and let out an extremely pitiful cry: "Oh, I'm going to be beaten, am I going to be beaten again!" An out-of-control long table turned half a circle and lay horizontally in the middle of the road.

Without blinking, Pei Huai pushed himself up with his left hand, jumped half sideways, and climbed over the obstacle with his right hand as the axis. His movements were as agile as a cheetah with its back stretched out.

As the distance grew closer, Xiang Mingqi's cries grew more and more pitiful. Finally, Pei Huai grabbed him by the collar, and he flapped his arms like a chicken.

"I surrender. I was joking, really!"

"If, if I don't like this name, I can choose something else. Look: Darling, Honey, Maiwaifu. Anything will do. It's a bit cornier than fiancé, but it's easy to say—whoa, whoa, whoa, don't pull my hair, it hurts!"

Pei Huai didn't want to say a word and kicked him onto the sofa. The leather was soft and had a goose down texture. When the back of his head sank into it, the knitted fabric clung to his body like quicksand. From his shoulders to his waist and legs, his center of gravity gradually dissipated.

Xiang Mingqi, not understanding the atmosphere, tried to use the force to sit up.

Pei Huai saw his sneaky intentions and swiftly stepped forward, throwing him back with a deft movement. Furthermore, as he pleaded for mercy, he gripped his shoulders and pressed down with unbending force. In this life-or-death situation, Xiang Mingqi's struggles intensified.

The former frowned and had to lift his foot and take a step forward, sitting steadily on his belly.

Seeing the latter groan and his cheeks flushed, Pei Huai quickly pinched his face and pulled him away.

The force exerted by the knuckles was far greater than the normal bite of the teeth. Instantly, Xiang Mingqi's left cheek ached and throbbed with pain. He groaned, but dared not speak. He had no choice but to cling to his senior's waist, fearing he would accidentally fall to the ground.

A breath was escaping from the corner of his open mouth: "Brother, I will leak air when you talk like this... uh uh no, this sound sounds so stupid." He pursed his lips, but couldn't hold it back, and then a few uncontrollable goose laughs came out of his throat, which made Pei Huai feel disgusted.

"You're causing me trouble." Pei Huai pried open his fingers one by one, his face cold as he spoke word by word, "Fiancé."

"Hey, hey. I know I was wrong."

"Don't be so playful." She pinched his cheek and shook it.

"I don't dare anymore, I really don't." He pretended to smile innocently, but one eye was squinting in pain, and he mumbled, "But everyone believes I'm your fiancé and has even seen my ring. Woohoo, are we breaking up?"

"Ring?" Pei Huai habitually ignored his question and raised his eyebrows.

Xiang Mingqi stretched out his left hand, showing off the shiny new can pull ring on his ring finger. He said proudly, "This is it! A high-end product you can't buy in the store. Purely handmade. Want one?"

Pei Huai took a deep breath and asked him calmly, coldly, without a trace of warmth: "Is it funny?"

"Of course it's not funny!" He responded loudly, like a middle school student being called out during military training. Not only did he emphasize his correct attitude, but he also made Pei Huai's ears hurt.

After shouting, he closed his mouth obediently, blinked his eyes, and gave an earnest and attentive look, with a whimpering cry almost coming out of his throat.

But Pei Huai had no interest in watching him act crazy and foolishly. He tapped his lower abdomen lightly with his finger and got to the point.

"We're not here to play." He glanced at him and said, "Do your job well."

"I understand the reason, but why did you take off my clothes?"

When he asked this, Pei Huai had already lifted the hem of his shirt with one hand, hooked it onto the belt, and yanked it towards him. However, the sturdy metal belt showed no signs of slipping, and the tug revealed his bulging lower abdominal muscles.

He felt his fingers stiffen as if they had been electrocuted, and he tried to pull back. Xiang Mingqi laughed and acted coquettishly towards him: "Your technique is wrong. It should be like this..." After saying that, he twisted Pei Huai's wrist, turned over, and pressed him into the soft pillow.

As the limbs rubbed against each other, the knee also pressed into the groin, exactly in the right position.

Xiang Mingqi lowered his shoulders, clasped his wrists, and smiled as they crossed above his head. The distance between them began to shorten, and his breath also rushed to his neck.

Hot and sticky, every bite is filled with an indescribable ambiguity.

But he didn't succeed.

Because their eyes just met, Pei Huai covered his mouth with his backhand and pressed his elbow against his abdomen threateningly, looking a little offended.

Xiang Mingqi raised the corners of his lips and kept smiling at him.

"Brother, do you like handsome men, or men with cute personalities, or men who are considerate and gentle? I have all three. Do you want to see my interview bonus points? - I have abs, pectoral muscles, and biceps."

"don't want."

The young man seemed not to have heard and began to unbutton his shirt. His shoulder muscles were strong and smooth, hard and firm, and every inch of tendon contained the power of a beast. At a glance, Pei Huai remembered that he had introduced himself as a fan of ball games.

—Now, with a body filled with vibrant vitality and aggression right before his eyes, he no longer had any doubts. Xiang Mingqi gripped his wrist tightly, his eyes licked his lips forcefully, and kissed him.

Xiang Mingqi's lower lip was a little dry, and when he touched it, it would occasionally stir up a very subtle static electricity. Pei Huai wanted to hide, but the young man in front of him didn't want him to slip away.

He kissed her intently and obsessively, from her eyelids to her cheeks and chin. His thumb stroked her jawline, and he said gravely, "Look! My muscles make a crackling sound when I hit them."

"...Can you?" His fingertips were just rubbed until they were numb when the second half of the sentence came out. Pei Huai withdrew his hand without thinking, and glanced at him helplessly and disappointedly, "Read the atmosphere?"

"What's wrong with expressing your inner thoughts? Look at me, look at me. How does this compare to what you've seen before?"

"I'm not talking about love with you." Pei Huai glanced at the door and summed up his actions in four words: "Someone is watching."

Xiang Mingqi looked in the direction he was pointing and found a young waiter standing by the door, waiting for instructions. He curled his lips in displeasure.

"What?" He deflated, his shoulders, which had been eager to hunch just now, slumped. "So you just want to play the role of fiancé in front of others."

"otherwise?"

His lips were pursed, and his tone was perfunctory: "Yes, yes, it's my fault. How are we going to act this out?"

"...So, don't be so sentimental." Before he finished speaking, Pei Huai grabbed the collar of the shirt in front of him, thrust his upper body forward, and expertly kissed his lower lip. After a moment of hesitation in the kiss, Xiang Mingqi also mustered up the courage to hug his senior back around his waist.

Their noses touched, their lips brushed against each other, their breaths lingering in the close proximity. As they sucked and bit their tongues, the kiss made an endless sound of water.

The nasal sound hit my eardrums, and I felt an indescribable downward flu.

Xiang Mingqi hugged him roughly and possessively, as if he wanted to claim him as his own, and put his hands into his shirt and kneaded him.

Their eyes wandered in a trance before finally intersecting. The dark pupils held a hint of suffocation, causing Xiang Mingqi's heart to beat wildly.

But the seductive black eyes swept over him and then left. Only then did he notice that Pei Huai's attention was not on him, but was staring at the door.

The waiter didn't leave, but instead lowered his head somewhat awkwardly. He tried to look away several times, but his eyes kept meeting Pei Huai's.

Xiang Mingqi bit his lip, raised his arm to block the two of them, and hummed softly. His hands slid down along the waistline in front of him in a showy manner.

He looked at Pei Huai, who had an angry face, and bent down.

The shirt was crumpled into a mess, and his lips kissed the senior's hot abdomen.

"Hmm..." As soon as a moan came out of his nose, Xiang Mingqi couldn't help but open his mouth and bite.

His abdominal muscles felt firm and elastic, his skin thin enough to reveal a faint hint of capillaries. Simply by grabbing him by the hips, it was easy to feel the bulging veins on his waist and the intense muscle tension.

He knew what Pei Huai was going to do, but he was unwilling to do so.

——These proud, bewitching eyes have never been as shameful and resentful as they are now. Thinking of this, a strong desire to conquer rushed up along the spine.

He became increasingly unable to tolerate the presence of another person.

"Want to join us?" Pei Huai finally offered the waiter an olive branch after loosening his clenched lips. Xiang Mingqi gritted his teeth and said nothing.

The waiter hadn't expected to be called in. Blushing, he timidly entered under the latter's cold gaze. He even remembered to close the door of the private room before entering.

He mustered up the courage to walk closer and closer, his Adam's apple moving with every step, and finally he stopped in front of the messy sofa.

Pei Huai stretched out his arm, and the other party leaned over obediently, letting him put his arm around her shoulders.

Just as he was about to be encircled, Pei Huai exerted force with his upper arms, clamping his elbows and choking the waiter's neck. He was nearly suffocating, his eyes rolling back. Confirming his legs were still cramping, the timing seemed about right. With a flick of his wrist, Pei Huai slammed him headfirst onto the armrest of the sofa.

"I'm looking for someone." The casual allure from before was gone, replaced by a dark sense of boredom. He spoke clearly, his eyes blank. "I'll only give you three seconds to answer."

Xiang Mingqi, thrown to the ground by the sudden attack, rubbed his tailbone and sat up. He scratched the messy hair at the back of his head with his fingers and raised one eyebrow playfully under the waiter's pleading gaze.

"Perfect." He clapped his hands, grabbed his bent ankles, and swayed his body back and forth like a tumbler. "But before we start, I have a small suggestion." He laughed, his eyes sweeping over Pei Huai's slightly red lips and his messy clothes.

The buttons were undone, the front loosening to the collarbone, revealing a large area of ​​lean, well-defined shoulders and neck. The skin was exceptionally clear in the light. Finally, his eyes lingered on the loosened belt for a moment before he finally made a decision.

"Let me take care of it." He picked up a coat from the corner of the sofa and stood up to put it on his senior. He also put his arm around his waist from behind, nuzzled his cheek and whispered, "Brother, go change your clothes, okay? ...That person has been staring at you."

"Let go."

"But I don't want him to see you." He pleaded, his chilling, empty eyes fixed on the waiter's face over his shoulder, his arms tightening, "I really, really don't want to."

His lips parted slightly, and he spoke in a joking, coy tone.

"Please, brother."