Chapter 94 Give Me a Title "Hey Miss, have you forgotten..."

"Hey young lady, have you forgotten how you didn't dare say a word when you saw him last time?"

The vehicle didn't park among the group of cars. Zhu Yanhe parked on the side of the road, honked his horn to signal, and drove away without even rolling down the window.

Pei Qing was the first to get into his car and drive off, while the others behind him clicked their tongues and said, "Your brother really came? He still looks so handsome."

Zhu Zhu frowned and turned around, pressing her fingertips against her forehead: "Miss, he hasn't even rolled down the car window."

After saying that, Zhu Zhu got into the car. On the long, flat asphalt road, the black car slowly lagged behind, while the roar of other high-profile sports cars echoed. A dark blue sports car in front lagged behind and drove alongside the black car.

Pei Qing rolled down the car window, her voice carried by the wind: "Ning Buyi!"

The boy in the car seat turned his head at the sound, rolled down the window with a look of surprise, and replied to Pei Qing: "Pei Qing, you're here too."

Upon seeing the face he had longed for, Pei Qing's smile deepened. Just as he was about to say something, the black car suddenly accelerated, its windows rolling up, leaving the blue car behind far behind and speeding to the front.

Ning Buyi turned his head to look at the man driving the car. Zhu Yanhe's expression was normal, still as leisurely as ever, showing no sign that he had just floored the accelerator.

Ning Buyi frowned and questioned, "What are you doing with Zhu Yan?"

He hadn't seen Pei Qing in a long time; he couldn't even remember the last time they met.

“This is the best view,” Zhu Yanhe said casually.

Ning Buyi obediently adjusted the seat slightly. The sun was gradually rising on the coastal highway, and the hood of the car was inlaid with a layer of golden light, which was also reflected in his eyes. He was mesmerized by the sight.

Zhu Yanhe drove on the right, and Pei Qing's car couldn't cut in at all. The young man didn't give up and accelerated to take the lead.

"Wow! That car can even send messages!" Ning Buyi looked at the small LED screen on the back of Pei Qing's car, where the words "Ning Buyi" slid out and then back in.

Zhu Yanhe frowned slightly and stepped on the gas pedal as if to increase the pressure. The two cars inexplicably began to compete. Pei Qing was driving a sports car, which had the advantage of speed, while Zhu Yanhe was driving a normal sedan. Pei Qing left the group far behind.

Zhu Yanhe couldn't help but scoff. Sure enough, he still only had half a brain as always.

Ning Buyi opened a bag of snacks and started chewing, not understanding why Pei Qing suddenly rushed out like a rocket. The people in the cars behind were also confused. The young lady in full makeup nudged someone to the side and asked, "Did Pei Qing take the wrong medicine?"

"Maybe they were just released to unleash their true nature."

Only Zhu Zhu, who was sitting in the front, knew that her brother was definitely competing with Pei Qing, but Pei Qing couldn't beat her brother.

Once they reached their destination outside the city, it would take the group more than two hours to get there, so they stopped at a service area along the way.

Ning Buyi had already fallen asleep with his eyes closed, and there were still unfinished potato chips on his lap. Zhu Yanhe took out a tissue and gently wiped the crumbs from the corner of his mouth, then put the half-eaten bag away.

The car window was lowered slightly, and Zhu Yanhe got out of the car and stretched.

While he was in the restroom, someone got into the black car. Pei Qing leaned against the window and whispered, "Ning Buyi, Ning Buyi."

The boy on the bus wasn't sleeping soundly. He slowly opened his eyes, rubbed his eyes, and turned his head to find the source of the voice: "Pei Qing? Have we arrived?"

He glanced at the driver's seat; Zhu Yan and the other person were gone, leaving the place empty.

"We're not at the service area yet. I changed my phone. Let me add you." Pei Qing pressed her phone against the car window, her eyes still bright through the glass.

Ning Buyi said "Oh," then looked down and fumbled for his phone to add Pei Qing. He asked, "Where did Zhu Yanhe go?"

Pei Qing: "I don't know, you'll be back soon, right? Are you with him?"

The boy thought for a moment and shook his head. He hadn't even reached a hundred points yet. He wanted to say the second half of the sentence, but Pei Qing had already started running away.

Zhu Yanhe returned shortly after, and Ning Buyi was nestled in the passenger seat, fiddling with his phone. The man opened the passenger door; his tall frame was so imposing that you couldn't see his head unless you bent down. Zhu Yanhe braced himself against the roof with one hand, bent down, and the distance between them suddenly closed.

"Awake? Do you want to get down and stand for a while?"

Ning Buyi put down his phone, nodded obediently, his soft hair swaying with the movement. Zhu Yanhe bent down a little and pressed his lips to his. Every move the boy made was fatally attractive to him.

He waited until they were finished kissing before pushing Zhu Yanhe away, saying, "I told you you can't do this in public, points deducted, points deducted!"

Zhu Yanhe raised his lips and pulled the man down. Zhu Yanhe took a scarf from behind and wrapped it around him. Half of his face was buried in the fluffy fabric. From a distance, all you could see was a man affectionately wrapping a scarf around a boy who was shorter than him.

"Mom, my dream is shattered." The fully made-up young lady supported Zhu Zhu, pretending to be unsteady. She thought Zhu Yan had come alone.

"My goodness, Lingling, your dream should have shattered long ago."

Zhu Zhu spoke frankly, and there were indeed many people watching her brother. Everyone thought that Zhu Yanhe would either not get married or would have an arranged marriage with someone in the entertainment industry, so many young women still held onto the fantasy of marriage first and love later.

"Well……"

Shen Bai followed their gaze, his expression froze and turned awkward. Wasn't this boy Pei Qing's boyfriend before? How come he's Zhu Yanhe's now?

He glanced at Pei Qing; the young man's expression wasn't good. He only looked in that direction once before turning around and getting into the car.

The two were completely unaware that several pairs of eyes were watching them from behind. Ning Buyi stood by the car, looking at the highway.

"Zhu Yanhe, where are we going?"

They've been gone for so long and still haven't arrived.

"We're almost at the next city." The man leaned against the car door, looking at Ning Buyi, who was keeping watch around the area.

He walked around for a bit, then jogged a couple of steps to Zhu Yanhe's side, squeezing closer to the man.

Zhu Yanhe reached out and pulled the person into his arms. The two stood behind the car, and no one outside could see what was happening.

When will you be given a formal title?

"What title?" Ning Buyi tilted his head back and blinked, feigning ignorance.

Zhu Yanhe chuckled, pinched his chin, and leaned down: "Do you understand?"

"Got it, got it!!"

"I understand! Best wishes for peace!"

The coastal highway led into the forest and then into the mountains. Ning Buyi had barely gotten into the car when he started snoring away. Zhu Yan and Yu Guang couldn't resist reaching out and gently stroking the boy's cheek.

He woke up when they got off the train. When the two of them were in a crowd, Ning Buyi hid behind Zhu Yanhe, too embarrassed to go out and meet people.

Clutching the man's clothes tightly in his hands, Ning Buyi kept his head down and followed the person in front of him. Many eyes swept over him from the crowd, and Ning Buyi regretted it a little. He wanted to see, but he didn't say there would be so many people with him!

"Brother Zhu, who's behind you?" A nosy second-generation rich kid couldn't help but ask. Who doesn't want to know gossip, especially the gossip about the supposedly asexual "other people's kid" in the entertainment industry?

“A friend, he’s shy.” Zhu Yanhe’s eyes softened as she took Ning Buyi’s hand, not forcibly pulling him out.

Ning Buyi was unhappy to hear this. What did he mean by "friend"? What did it mean that ordinary friends could be so affectionate? They should be good friends and brothers, right? He angrily bumped his head against Zhu Yanhe from behind.

The group of second-generation rich kids, who had initially been curious, were now all gaping in shock. Wasn't Zhu Yanhe someone who couldn't even let a mosquito get close? And that doting tone he just used—were they deaf?

"Alright, alright, stop asking. Are you still climbing or not?" Pei Qing spoke first, then walked away on her own.

Climbing mountains requires carrying equipment. The boys in the team were responsible for all the heavy gear. Zhu Yanhe carried a big bag, and Ning Buyi also helped Zhu Zhu carry a bag.

This mountain has a well-established tourist attraction system, so safety is not a major concern. Long stone steps wind their way up the mountain, with the sound of babbling brooks on both sides. The railings are rusty, indicating that they have been here for a long time.

There's a small pavilion for people to rest after climbing a short distance.

Ning Buyi touched the railing and walked up, when suddenly someone appeared behind him, and Pei Qing followed step by step.

"Let me carry it for you."

"No need, I can do it." Ning Buyi shook his head. Don't underestimate him!

Zhu Zhu walked ahead of the group. She turned back to Pei Qing and said, "Pei Qing, can you stop staring at other people's things all the time?"

Ning Buyi nodded in agreement. Everyone else in the area, except Ning Buyi, knew what he meant. Shen Bai looked at Pei Qing, afraid that he was about to do something.

“But that was mine at the beginning.” Pei Qing felt a lump in her throat, but suddenly her tone softened, like a big dog with drooping ears.

Chen Bai: ?

Zhu Zhu: ?

Zhu Yanhe glanced at him indifferently, saying nothing. It was the same old trick again. But times had changed. Ning Buyi was now his; this little prank was nothing to worry about.

Ning Buyi was taken aback by these words. He looked at Zhu Zhu and then at Pei Qing. What did this mean? Wasn't this bag Zhu Zhu's? Could it be...?

Pei Qing's feigned innocence was truly pitiful, so Ning Buyi took off his backpack and handed it to him, saying, "A good brother's loyalty is in my heart!"

Could Zhu Zhu and Pei Qing have that kind of relationship? Last time, Zhu Yanhe saw him give his clothes to someone else, and he did the same thing.

Zhu Zhu: !

Chen Bai: ?

Pei Qing felt he had won back a point, and happily took the backpack, climbing even more vigorously. Ning Buyi, on the other hand, thought he had guessed correctly.

Midway through, the group went to explore the cave. Inside, there was a path along the stone wall with a large, shallow pool in the middle. Ning Buyi looked around carefully, clutching Zhu Yanhe's clothes tightly in his hand.

The stone path led directly to the pool without railings, and it was easy to slip and fall in. There were no artificial lights in the cave, and sunlight shone in through the cracks in the stones. Once Ning Buyue was inside, his eyes were glued to the stones, and even when they set up camp at night, he was still thinking about them.

As dusk settled and a golden hue enveloped the mountaintop, Ning Buyi lay in his tent looking through photos of stones. Zhu Yanhe entered from outside carrying a lunchbox, followed by an uninvited guest.

"Do you want to sleep at my place?" Pei Qing asked from outside the tent, tugging at the edge of the tent.

Ning Buyi: "No need, no need, I can manage right here."

He looked at Pei Qing, opened his mouth, and habitually took the spoon offered by Zhu Yanhe. Pei Qing didn't say anything, and the figure at the door left.

Pei Qing didn't understand. They were clearly good brothers, so how could Zhu Yanhe get what he didn't have without competing or fighting for it?

"What are you laughing at, Zhu Yan? Is there something on my face?" Ning Buyi frowned and touched his face thoroughly.

"nothing."

As night fell, with an hour to go before the scheduled time, a group of people began playing games around the campfire. Flames occasionally leaped up from the center, tinged with a hue, and sparks spewed outwards.

"Let's play the King's Game," Ling Ling suggested.

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Author's note: Zhu Yanhe: This is my wife.

Pei Qing: If you call him, will he respond?

Wishing you harmony: May you remain steadfast.

Ning Buyi: What's wrong?

Zhu Yanhe crossed his arms and glanced indifferently at Pei Qing, who was furious! This is allowed?!