Chapter 18: Habits
It's very windy outside.
The noisy sound of the wind came in through the glass windows, like the low roar of a wild beast, carrying with it temptation, prying, and an indestructible sharp desire.
It’s a pity that Bai You couldn’t hear anything.
His ears had already been completely occupied by the thunderous sound of his heartbeat.
It was his own heartbeat.
Also with temptation, prying, and sharp desire.
The difference is that the moment he met Meng Qingyan's gaze, he felt more nervous, apprehensive, and panicked.
His body seemed to have lost weight, and Meng Qingyan easily pulled him up with one hand, then the hand moved down forcefully and clasped his waist tightly.
As if he was flying in the clouds, he was held tightly in someone's arms.
The dark peach blossom eyes seemed to remain calm and self-controlled. Meng Qingyan asked in a low voice: "Which one is the bedroom?"
Seeing Bai You pursed his lips without answering, he suddenly smiled, "The other room is a study? A utility room? A toy room? Teacher Bai wants to choose a different random mode? Or..."
His eyes drifted over and finally stopped at the dining table that had just been cleaned: "Right here?"
Bai You was embarrassed and angry, and tried to struggle, but was held firmly by Meng Qingyan's strong arms.
Like a bluffing cat, he eventually lost his balance and fell limp again.
"Then you might as well go back to your own home." He said angrily.
"It's not impossible to carry Teacher Bai over there," said Meng Qingyan.
You can just dream on, Bai You said in his heart, not wanting to be at a disadvantage.
But before he could finish his words, Meng Qingyan had already confirmed the direction and pushed open the bedroom door.
A faint rose scent wafted towards me, teasing the tip of my nose vaguely, like someone's blazing desire that was being deliberately suppressed.
The cold wind slapped the window frame wildly, as if the whole world was in chaos, leaving only the peace and warmth of this room for people to sleep.
However, the barely maintained peace in the room was quickly broken.
Bai You reached out his hand, and lifted up Meng Qingyan's clothes layer by layer with his fingertips...
First it was the soft cashmere sweater, then the snow-white shirt that accentuated his gentlemanly demeanor, and finally, the hand retaliated by sliding from his thin lower back, inch by inch, to his strong and tight abdominal muscles.
Hot, pulsating, and full of powerful vitality.
Along with the body temperature, it was transmitted into Bai You's palm.
Someone's movements suddenly paused, Bai You slightly raised his head, and finally smiled triumphantly.
But the next moment, the world was spinning and he was pressed into the soft mattress.
"Turn on the light." Meng Qingyan's voice was low and hoarse, as if giving an order, "I want to see you."
The light came on, although it was just a small wall lamp, the light was dim, but it was enough to see each other's expressions clearly.
Their eyes met and Bai You's eyelashes trembled.
He raised his hand preemptively, and lifted the hem of Meng Qingyan's cashmere shirt with his slender white fingertips.
But soon, that hand was held by someone, and Meng Qingyan took the initiative, lowering his eyes and unbuttoning the collar of Bai You's shirt one by one.
The black shirt opened a little bit, like the shell of some kind of shellfish. The tender white clam meat inside was no longer protected, and was gradually revealed in front of people for anyone to touch and taste.
Bai You's breathing paused, his lips were tightly pursed, and a faint blush floated at the corners of his eyes.
It was as if he had returned to that day again, when he was naked and he was looking down at him, calm and composed.
"Do you still want me to call you dad?" Meng Qingyan leaned forward, and his voice was like a misty wind, gently brushing past Bai You's ears.
"Do you want me to call you?" Bai You said stubbornly, but the ending of his voice couldn't help but tremble a little.
Meng Qingyan laughed, very softly, and then Bai You groaned suddenly, as if a shrimp was scalded by boiling water, and suddenly bent his waist.
This time is very different from the last time.
At that time, he was dominated by drugs, and the feeling of hunger and thirst was like a string being pulled by someone, and he was the controlled puppet at the end of the string. He completely lost his independent choice and could not experience the enjoyment of being a human being in this matter.
Meng Qingyan was like a young animal in the mating period, with a ferocity and indulgence that almost wanted to tear the person under him to pieces.
But at this moment, Bai You was more sober than ever, and more confused than ever.
All his senses seemed to be concentrated on Meng Qingyan's hand.
The image of those hands jumping on the black and white piano keys with extreme flexibility emerged in my mind, one hook, one pick, one lift, one press...
It seems that even doing this kind of thing has a kind of aesthetic artistry.
It makes it impossible for people not to sink and it makes it impossible for people not to be deeply trapped.
Bai You closed his eyes, unable to believe that when the effect of the drug wore off, just a hand could make him so happy.
He opened his eyes again, and through the thin mist, he met Meng Qingyan's dark gaze.
Restraint, calm...
But it still reminded him of young animals in the courtship period.
Aim, hunt, and enjoy watching the prey sink slowly, then slowly skin and bone it, and eat it delicately and elegantly...
Bai You couldn't stand that look, so he closed his eyes again.
The world became long and quiet, but also seemed as short as the moment when fireworks burst in the sky.
Bai You had never felt so clearly the ambiguity and intimacy of each other's breath intertwined.
The cool smell of cedar lingered in his nose, but it did not make his brain clear. Instead, it was like the best aphrodisiac, spreading from the tip of his nose to every part of his blood.
Something was building and building until it couldn't be contained anymore...
The world completely exploded before Bai You's eyes, and only a vast expanse of white light remained in his mind.
His lips parted slightly uncontrollably, and his breathing became rapid and disordered, which was difficult to control.
Someone's fingertips were rubbing him, and his smooth and warm skin suddenly felt cold. Then, the finger forcefully pressed between his lips and teeth, and a strange taste spread in his mouth.
"Teacher Bai," Meng Qingyan's voice was like a devil tempting people to fall into depravity, ringing softly in her ears, "Do you like your own taste?"
"Fuck." Bai You wasn't conscious enough, but he still insisted, and his pronunciation was inaccurate when his words were stirred by fingers.
Meng Qingyan smiled, seeming extremely pleased.
Bai You was so angry that he clenched his teeth. However, even if he used all his strength, he could only leave shallow teeth marks on the man's knuckles.
"Teacher Bai, are you going to leave a mark on me?" Meng Qingyan remained calm and stroked his wet lips with his fingertips lightly.
"I'm not a kitten or a puppy," Bai You tried to calm his breathing, not wanting to appear too immature and make others look down on him, "So, this is your appetizer?"
As he spoke, he suddenly remembered something.
Although I don’t have much experience, I have a strong sense of safety.
Bai You raised his hand softly and tried to pull the drawer of the bedside table.
Seeing this, Meng Qingyan finally showed his not-so-obvious gentlemanly temperament.
He held Bai You's hand and interlocked their fingers like they did at the beginning.
This posture is too intimate. Bai You has seen it before. Whether in reality or in movies, it is only done by people who are extremely in love.
He suspected that Meng Qingyan had no idea what emotions were and was completely driven by desire, so he was unable to understand these details.
But before he could start teaching, Meng Qingyan had already opened the drawer and saw the box of condoms lying quietly in the drawer.
"Teacher Bai," he said, his hands were intimate but his mouth was venomous, "Didn't you say before that you also have these things at home?"
Bai You: “…”
Bai You then remembered the boasts he had made before.
"Why is there only this one box?" Meng Qingyan held the box of condoms between her slender fingers and shook it in front of him, sneering, "Are you so naughty?"
Bai You: “…”
He wanted to pull his hand back, but Meng Qingyan held it tightly.
"It just happened to be used up." Bai You said shamelessly.
His eyes moved up along the box of condoms and saw Meng Qingyan's clothes which were still clean and tidy.
The collar is snow-white and straight, exuding a sense of abstinence.
Bai You subconsciously raised his hand and pulled the thin blanket beside him, and finally felt a little confident.
But he didn't know that the more it was half-hidden and looming, the more it aroused people's anger and made their emotions out of control.
Seeing that Meng Qingyan didn't say anything else, Bai You thought that his words had shut him up.
He raised his chin, trying to even the score.
"Do you want to do it?" He said, his tone arrogant and reckless, "Brother?"
The fingers that were clasped with his suddenly tightened, and then the other hand moved to another position, almost tormenting him until his whole body was drenched in sweat and he was almost suffocated.
Meng Qingyan didn't lower his head until Bai You fell limp in his arms again. He bit his shoulder lightly, leaving a row of arrogant teeth marks.
"Let's try something beginner-friendly today," he said. "If you can't even handle this, I'm afraid that Teacher Bai's box of condoms has expired and been thrown away, right?"
Bai You: "..."
It's such a shame!
What a shame!
But he knew what his voice sounded like at the moment, so he forced himself not to speak.
The little cat finally gave in. Meng Qingyan inserted his slender fingers into his sweaty hair and looked down at him.
"Didn't you ask me to serve you first, Mr. Bai?" he asked, "Is the service okay?"
Seeing that Bai You didn't say anything, he asked again, "On a scale of one to ten, how many points would Mr. Bai give you?"
Bai You raised a trembling finger.
"You didn't even make it to the passing line?" Meng Qingyan laughed, "Then try again? To save my image points?"
Hearing this, Bai You shuddered. He pulled the pillow over and threw it heavily at Meng Qingyan, then stretched out a hand.
"Five points?" Meng Qingyan asked.
Bai You was extremely angry and said in a muffled voice: "Can you please let go of my other hand first?"
The other hand was finally released. Bai You raised both hands and pointed out ten fingers, his ears burning.
Meng Qingyan lowered her eyes and looked at him. Not only were the corners of her eyes red, but even her snow-white cheeks were stained with a light peach pink, so fresh and tender that it seemed as if juice could be squeezed out of it if pinched.
His gaze moved downwards.
The next time I see Bai You’s eyes turn red, can I also infer that every inch of his skin has turned a faint pink?
The hands shook and then quickly retracted.
It looks like a reluctant gesture of surrender.
Meng Qingyan leaned forward and steadied his breathing, but his hot lips fell on Bai You's wet eyelashes.
The lips slowly moved down, landing on Bai You's red ears and pink cheeks, and finally were stopped by a hand when they casually moved towards the corners of Bai You's lips that were dyed red by the heat.
Your hands are slender and smooth, but there is a thin layer of calluses at the base of your fingers.
Meng Qingyan kissed the thin callus and keenly noticed that Bai You's fingers on his cheek curled slightly.
"No?" Meng Qingyan asked.
"We are not in love." Bai You half-closed his eyelashes and expressed his thoughts.
For him, kissing was still too intimate in such a relationship.
"If we're in a relationship, is that okay?" Meng Qingyan asked.
Hearing this, Bai You suddenly smiled, and his slightly raised eyes curved into a beautiful arc.
"I've never thought about dating," he said. "I'm a bachelor."
After saying this, he suddenly felt a little dazed again.
It seems that if this is the case, I will never be able to experience the feeling of kissing in this life?
At once……
It's a bit regrettable.
Because he was distracted for a moment, he didn't notice that Meng Qingyan's expression didn't change at all when he heard this.
It was as if he already knew his answer.
"So, Teacher Bai wants to live out his life alone?" Meng Qingyan asked, his fingertips sliding down his wrist and gently stroking the old scar on his arm.
Bai You became alert, remembering the layers of kiss marks on the scar from last time.
"Meng Qingyan," he teased, "do you have any special, unknown, strange hobbies?"
"Yes." Meng Qingyan did not deny it, but the topic turned back strangely and asked, "Why?"
"Ah?" Bai You was a little confused and blinked his eyelashes slightly.
"Why do you want to be single?" Meng Qingyan asked.
Bai You pondered for a moment, and the little secret hidden in his heart came out.
It is difficult to share such a secret with people around you, but Meng Qingyan seems to be a very good person to share with.
"It may be a bit boring. Are you sure you want to listen?" Bai You asked.
Those wave-like pleasures finally subsided gradually, and his expression was stained with a hint of imperceptible tiredness and laziness. He leaned gently towards Meng Qingyan until his cheek touched the soft clothes on his body.
The cedar flavor seems to have become a little stronger, clean and crisp, but just right for Baiyou.
"Yes." Meng Qingyan said, playing with his damp black hair with his fingers.
"When I was a child, my mother told me," Bai You said softly. The secret that had been suppressed in her heart for many years and had almost become corrupted finally found an outlet. "She said that my father was a very good man, but he is no longer with us."
"Hmm?" Meng Qingyan's fingers paused and responded at the right time.
"But I know," Bai You continued, "not only is he not a good person, he's also a scumbag."
He paused, "Besides, he is still alive and well."
When he was six years old, he woke up in the middle of the night and heard the conversation between Xiao Wei and Bai Xiuxi.
"My mother is an orphan. She grew up with her elderly grandmother and never went to school," he said. "When she was 13 or 14, the old lady passed away. She was pretty, so her life was very difficult afterwards."
Needless to say, Meng Qingyan could imagine how difficult Bai Xiuxi's situation was as a beautiful but helpless orphan.
"Later, a young man from the next village took good care of her and allowed her to live a stable life," Bai You said, tilting his head to think about it, "She felt that man was a good person."
Later, Bai Xiuxi fell in love with the man naturally, and she got married before she reached the required age.
They were in a remote village, so they just had a simple wedding banquet. The man said that they would get the marriage certificate when she was older.
But the good times didn't last long. Not long after the marriage, the other party's true colors were revealed.
He did everything from eating, drinking, whoring to gambling, and when he came home drunk, he treated Bai Xiuxi as a punching bag and beat her at will.
Later, Bai Xiuxi found out that she was pregnant, and the other party's attitude finally changed.
It is said that a prodigal son who returns is worth more than gold, and Bai Xiuxi also thought that everything was developing in the right direction.
But later, after the child was born, the other party returned to his old ways.
It was not until that night when he picked up the crying baby in the cradle and tried to smash him down that Bai Xiuxi suddenly woke up.
She desperately snatched the child and fled.
She had no money, so she hitchhiked with kind people or begged on foot to get here. Fortunately, she met Xiao Wei and Jin Lai.
Therefore, even though Jin Lai and Xiao Wei had a harmonious and loving relationship, and Bai You grew up in a warm family, he never thought about "his own home" again after he was six years old.
Especially when he was in elementary school and entered the so-called aristocratic private school, he saw all kinds of ugly behaviors of people in marriages.
A marriage that is based on money, a marriage that turns into enmity, a marriage where people fight over a pet until their heads are broken and bloody but neither of them wants to have children...
He didn't know if it was a product of a specific environment, but he remembered that from Grade 1 to Grade 6, there were always some children in his class whose parents were getting divorced.
From then on, the only people left in his world were his mother and the Jin family.
His world is very small, just a small area that can't accommodate too many people.
The air was silent for a moment, and Meng Qingyan did not speak.
He bent down, picked up Bai You, and took him into the bathroom to wash.
The moment the hot water poured down, she hugged him tightly from behind.
"Teacher Bai and I have different ideas," he said.
It is normal to have different backgrounds, different environments and different ideas.
Just like Bai Xiuxi, although he has experienced misfortune, he still hopes that he can find a companion to accompany him until old age.
He didn't think his mother had done anything wrong.
Everyone is influenced and limited by the times, education and environment in which they live.
The same goes for his mother.
She was just loving him in her own way, even though that way might not be correct.
Therefore, he only expressed that he was single when he was interviewed just after his debut.
Later, I realized that my mother was very bothered by it, so I never brought up the topic again.
However, he did not care about Meng Qingyan as much as he cared about his mother, nor did he have any intention of delving into Meng Qingyan's spiritual world.
It’s just that, after just dumping garbage on someone, he turned around and gave someone else the cold shoulder, which is a bit too despicable.
Moreover, Meng Qingyan's service today was indeed very good.
So he tilted his head slightly, raised his eyebrows at Meng Qingyan, and asked, "What does Teacher Meng think?"
For some reason, Meng Qingyan suddenly lowered her eyes and smiled at him.
The water slid down his eyelashes like two rain curtains, and finally all the rain fell on Bai You's eyelashes.
Baiyou blinked.
"I must find someone I love very much, and then grow old with him and live a happy life together," said Meng Qingyan.
These words sounded familiar. Bai You thought for a moment and realized that he had said these words to Meng Qingyan when he went to the hospital to visit Li Xun before.
Meng Qingyan is a person who has taken the phrase "revenge for every slight" to the extreme.
"Oh," he challenged nonchalantly, "Then I will envy Teacher Meng for the rest of my life."
Meng Qingyan was very kind this time and did not confront him.
Bai You suspected that the killing power of his words was somewhat insufficient.
So he raised his head again and frivolously hooked Meng Qingyan's chin, "As expected of a younger brother, you are so innocent?"
However, the "innocent" Meng Qingyan soon became no longer innocent.
The next moment, Bai You was grabbed by the waist and pressed fiercely against the slippery and slightly cool wall of the bathroom.
"Put your legs together." Meng Qingyan said in a hoarse voice.
At the same time, the exclusive interview of China Entertainment with Building No. 8 has caused a stir on the Internet.
However, just ten minutes after its release, it had already topped the list of news traffic in China's entertainment industry in the second half of the year.
Following closely behind was the news that Meng Qingyan won the Best Actor award for the second time.
The difference is that this news was overwhelming at the time and it was not exclusive to China Entertainment.
"The new year bonus is secure." The editor-in-chief patted reporter Xiao Li on the shoulder and praised.
"No, no, you've got a good idea for the title." Xiao Li immediately flattered him.
The title used by China Entertainment this time is indeed good.
[Meng Qingyan: I want to have a scandal with Bai You.] 】
In an instant, all the CP fans who were usually hiding appeared.
[I will carry the blue and white banner: Ahhhhhh, can I take this as an official announcement? 】
[Ahhhhhhh, I'm crying with joy. Is the CP I'm supporting going to come true? 】
[The unpopular CP also has its spring, the two of them are simply amazing in the same frame. 】
[Oh my god, they really look good together in the same frame. 】
【Ahhhhhhhhhhh wahh ...
【……】
[The above people are so funny. If I didn't watch the news, I would really be led astray by you. It's obvious that Meng Qingyan has just not finished the play, okay? 】
[That guy, he has been doing nothing but freeloading for so many years, he deserves not to be popular. 】
[Qingyan is just promoting the new movie, please don’t be misled, please pay more attention to the movie Building No. 8. 】
[I have to say, the look in Meng Qingyan’s eyes when he said he wanted to have a scandal with Teacher Bai... Oh my god, are the people involved really okay? I'm already numb even through the screen. 】
【Bai You’s concentration is truly number one. 】
[It feels like this is becoming more or less real. In the past, Meng Qingyan has always been very aloof when working with others. How could he be like this now? 】
[The fake drama has become real before the movie has even been filmed?] How realistic was the shot? Can't I just go directly to the Civil Affairs Bureau to get the certificate? 】
[They are truly a perfect match. I have never been a fan of CP before, but I was mesmerized by the sight of them appearing in the same frame. I can’t imagine how happy a little girl I will become after the movie comes out. 】
[Ahhhhhhhh, I am intoxicated by Qing Yan’s eyes, intoxicated by Bai You’s beauty. 】
[These two are the only ones at the table who don’t wear makeup. They are so willful. 】
[It’s not that I don’t think it’s a good idea. Although both of them are extremely good-looking, their backgrounds are too different. Aren’t Fang Zhi and Zhou Xing a lesson for us? If you want to do it, just do it secretly. There's no need to make such a big fuss about it. It will only make it awkward for the two actors to meet each other. 】
[I am overwhelmed. Every topic post about Building No. 8 is filled with the presence of your fans. Can you leave some pure land for movie lovers? 】
【After reading the creators’ introduction to the movie, I’m even more looking forward to it. 】
[Looking at this lineup, next year's Best Actor award might still go to Meng Qingyan. 】
[I've seen Director Zhou's interview before, and it's very likely that this movie will be evaluated for awards before being released. 】
[Depending on the schedule, it might be possible.] 】
【……】
It was late at night and Bai You was so tired that he fell asleep.
He curled himself up into a ball with the thin blanket pulled up to his head.
Meng Qingyan reached out and pulled the corner of the quilt down for the second time, gently tucking it under his thin chin.
Bai You's breathing was steady, the corners of her eyes and cheeks were slightly pink, and her lips became rosy even without kissing.
It looks much softer and more obedient than when it's awake and fierce.
The fingertips moved up along the line of his neck, and finally gently landed on his soft lips.
Gently rub the place that he doesn't let kiss you.
As if feeling uncomfortable, Bai You pursed his lips and blew out a breath impatiently.
Meng Qingyan pursed his lips, but the smile in his eyes could no longer be suppressed, like two very deep lakes.
He stopped bothering Bai You and took out his cell phone, turning on the screen.
I haven't been to the company for the whole day, but my phone is already filled with various official emails and related information.
Using the dim wall lamp, he picked and chose, prioritizing the more important and urgent ones.
The wind is howling outside the window, but under this wall lamp, it is the warmest and most peaceful corner in the world.
After an unknown amount of time, Meng Qingyan put down his phone.
Bai You's posture did not change, but the quilt was pulled to the top of his head again.
Like small animals that lack a sense of security, they need to hide in their nests to feel at ease.
This time, Meng Qingyan did not lift the corner of his quilt. He crawled into it and fell asleep with Bai You's head against his.
As if sensing his approach, Bai You moved towards him.
He put one arm around Meng Qingyan's waist and buried his furry head in the crook of his neck.
As the night wore on, their breaths entwined.
Meng Qingyan could almost feel how every minute and every second passed quickly or slowly between their clasped fingers.
As the sky gradually brightened, the sound of the wind outside gradually died down.
Bai You moved his body, and his soft lips unconsciously brushed against Meng Qingyan's Adam's apple.
The hand holding the other's waist tightened subconsciously, Bai You moaned softly, and her long eyelashes trembled in the dim light.
After a moment, he opened his eyes in a daze.
"Meng Qingyan?" Bai You called his name, thought for a moment slowly, and finally remembered what happened last night.
He raised the corners of his lips lazily and confusedly, and the first thing he did after waking up was to attack the other party uncontrollably.
"You haven't been looking at me like this all night, have you?" Bai You yawned and raised his chin, not forgetting his pride.
Realizing that he wanted to leave his arms quietly, Meng Qingyan stretched out his long arm and pulled him back.
He leaned over and placed a passionate kiss on the top of Bai You's head.
"Don't you always kiss my Adam's apple in your dreams?" Meng Qingyan asked.
"Don't accuse me," Bai You said, using his power to bully others. "There is a camera hidden in my room."
"Really?" Meng Qingyan laughed softly, "Then let's turn on the surveillance video so we can reminisce about it from time to time."
As he spoke, he grabbed Bai You's waist and lifted her up, putting her in a position for easy operation.
"Hasn't anyone told you?" Bai You was shocked and threatened in an exaggerated way: "You will age very quickly if you indulge in such sexual activities."
"Really?" Meng Qingyan said, "This statement should only be applied to people like Teacher Bai who have both weak Qi and blood, right?"
"Oh, I'm weak?" Although he was being pressed firmly, Bai You said unconvincedly, "Do you believe that I can kill a tiger with one punch?"
Meng Qingyan didn't say anything, but buried his face in Bai You's neck and smiled.
"What are you laughing at?" Bai You asked warily, unable to help but feeling his ears getting hot, and he also realized how exaggerated his words were.
But he won't admit it.
"Nothing," Meng Qingyan said, his movements becoming more intense, "I just think Teacher Bai is cute."
"She's so cute," he said, "I can't help but feel pity for her."
Bai You didn't say anything else, fearing that his tone would become out of place.
But I couldn't help cursing in my heart.
If it was someone that Meng Qingyan liked very much, he didn't believe that he would be willing to torture the other person so much?
The gray sky gradually brightened, and then the sun rose from the east, with a ray of sunlight shining through the gap in the curtains.
Bai You buried his sweaty cheeks in the pillow and finally let out a long sigh.
Meng Qingyan is probably a diamond in the rough, Bai You complained in his heart.
At this moment, his legs/roots were burning and he guessed that the skin was rubbed off.
Water was filled in the bathtub. Meng Qingyan came over to hug him and couldn't help laughing when he saw his angry expression.
"You soak for a while," he said, "I'll make breakfast?"
"Can you cook?" Bai You expressed doubt.
"I know something simple," Meng Qingyan said, "or I can ask someone to bring you something you want to eat."
Ask someone to send it over?
In all likelihood, she is his personal assistant.
Bai You didn't want anyone to know about their strange relationship, and was about to refuse, but Meng Qingyan said, "We'll have to ask them to send some clothes over later anyway."
Bai You then remembered that Meng Qingyan's clothes were soaked yesterday.
Seeing him wrapped in his own nightgown that was obviously too short for him, he had to make a more reasonable suggestion.
"My washing machine has a drying function," he said, "but it will take a little longer. If you are not in a hurry, can you wait until the clothes are dry before leaving?"
"Yeah." Meng Qingyan replied calmly, and then said, "I'll call you for dinner later."
Without the intimacy in bed, at this moment, their relationship seemed to finally be back on track.
Bai You didn't say anything. He soaked in the bathtub with his eyes closed for nearly half an hour. His body, which was almost falling apart, finally felt a little more comfortable.
When I went out again, the aroma of food was already overflowing from the kitchen.
On the table was lean meat and vegetable porridge, steamed eggs with shrimps, and a plate of steamed dumplings.
It seems that all the things in his refrigerator have been taken away by Meng Qingyan.
Meng Qingyan didn't call him as he was concentrating on fiddling with yesterday's music box.
"Is it broken?" Bai You sat down opposite him and asked curiously.
"No," Meng Qingyan said, "I'll help you direct a song in."
"If you give it to me, then it's mine? Shouldn't I be the one to choose the song?" Bai You was dissatisfied, but soon asked, "What song?"
Meng Qingyan raised an eyebrow and replied, "Secretly obsessed."
He added, "Music only version."
Bai You searched his memory for a moment, and finally remembered it, and said, "I can sing this song."
"Yeah," Meng Qingyan laughed, "It sounds pretty good."
Bai You had a hunch that something was wrong because Meng Qingyan actually praised him.
However, Meng Qingyan did not continue speaking. He pressed a button, and the melodious sound of the piano came out. The lights of the music box flickered, and the little people hugged each other and danced.
"If you like something else, you can change it." Seeing Bai You's eyes light up, Meng Qingyan smiled.
“I remember that song was still a bit sad,” Bai You said, “but this one has toned it down a lot.”
Meng Qingyan didn't say anything, just raised the corners of his lips slightly.
The smile disappeared so quickly that Bai You wondered if he was seeing things.
He looked at Meng Qingyan a little puzzled, but Meng Qingyan handed him the cutlery very naturally.
The music played over and over again, and the little people kissed and danced tirelessly.
Following the rhythm, Bai You hummed softly while eating:
"Can you please stop lingering in my sight like this?
You'll realize I'm lonely.
Even though thousands of late nights have been in my dreams
I kissed you, which didn’t exist after all…”
The meal was eaten in silence, without any extra words being exchanged between them.
Meng Qingyan's cooking skills were surprisingly good, and since both of them had exercised a lot last night, the food in the bowls and dishes disappeared in a short time.
After finishing the meal and clearing the dishes, Bai You habitually took out the donkey-hide gelatin paste from the refrigerator.
He didn't have the habit of eating alone, so he held up the jar of donkey-hide gelatin and wanted to ask Meng Qingyan if he wanted to drink it.
However, even though the jar was raised, Bai You didn't say anything.
At that time, Meng Qingyan was lazily leaning on the sofa on the balcony, holding a tablet and reading documents.
The sunlight shone on him generously, dividing his face into two parts.
Half of it seems like a gift from the Creator, and it is extremely beautiful under the light and shadow.
Half of it is hidden in the shadows, looking quiet and mysterious, as if it is hiding countless secrets.
Bai You couldn't help but think of his performance in "Burning Heart", and the innocence and panic hidden by the sophistication and ruthlessness when the protagonist fell into despair.
Bai You quietly withdrew his hand, thinking that it would be better not to disturb others at work.
But Meng Qingyan seemed to be particularly sharp. Although his eyes were always focused on the screen, he suddenly turned his head the moment Bai You gave up.
he asked, raising an eyebrow slightly at him.
"Oh," Bai You said, "your phone screen seems to be constantly lighting up."
Meng Qingyan lowered his eyes and looked over, saying, "I forgot to unmute the phone."
But he didn't touch his phone as he said this, and just looked at Bai You quietly.
Bai You had no choice but to raise the bottle in his hand again and asked, "Do you drink donkey-hide gelatin?"
"I get a sore throat when I drink this," Meng Qingyan said, "Doesn't Teacher Bai get a sore throat?"
"Then I won't charge you," Bai You said, "It will save you some money."
Watching him scoop out a spoonful, then carefully put the lid back on and put it back in the refrigerator, Meng Qingyan lowered his eyelashes to hide the smile in his eyes.
But Bai You suddenly started talking about the origin of donkey-hide gelatin paste.
“My fans gave it to me,” he said, “so I treasure it.”
Hearing this, Meng Qingyan's hand, which was typing on the screen, suddenly paused.
"Is everything safe out there?" he asked.
"He's the only one I trust." Bai You sat down on the sofa holding the cup and explained, "If someone I don't know well gave me food, I wouldn't dare to take it back."
"You seem to have a good impression of him?" Meng Qingyan asked.
"Isn't your 'favor' a little subtle?" Bai You was on guard, "I'm not a scumbag who sleeps with his fans."
Meng Qingyan lowered his eyes and smiled, as if he didn't intend to discuss this issue in depth.
The sunlight hit his eyes, and the shadow of his eyelashes was calm and indifferent.
But Bai You couldn't help but think of the burning feeling he felt last night when his sweat slid down his eyelashes and hit his eye sockets.
And he kissed the corners of his eyes, ears, and lips, but he never went so far as to kiss his lips.
"It's you, Meng Qingyan," Bai You objected, "If we are the ones who have gone too far, it should be you, right?"
He added, “You’re so experienced.”
Meng Qingyan raised his eyes and looked at him with a smile.
"Didn't you say you were my older brother before? You used up all the condoms. I thought you could teach me a thing or two in bed. How come I'm the one with more experience now?" Meng Qingyan raised his slender knuckles and tapped the side of the tablet nonchalantly. "But I'll just take it as a compliment from Teacher Bai."
Bai You: “…”
Bai You was not happy with his changing the subject.
"Even if we're just friends with benefits," he got straight to the point, "there are still three rules to follow."
"Which three chapters?" Meng Qingyan asked, "If you haven't thought it through yet, you can give me a written document later and I'll sign and stamp it."
Bai You had actually thought about it beforehand and had originally planned to have the talk before going to bed yesterday.
Later, he was so nervous that he forgot about it.
Now that he had already gone to bed, he finally realized it.
This kind of thing doesn't seem suitable to be put in black and white, so Bai You thinks a verbal agreement would be better.
He pondered for a moment and reorganized his words: "Actually, there are not as many as three chapters."
Meng Qingyan was amused by him and laughed, "No matter how much, you tell me."
"First," Bai You said, "If you have other 'friends', whether they are romantic relationships or marriage partners, I hope you can tell me. Not interfering in other people's relationships is my bottom line."
"Of course." Meng Qingyan said.
"Secondly," Bai You continued, "while the relationship lasts, I hope that we are each other's only sexual partner. I am a bit of a germaphobe in this regard."
"Okay." Meng Qingyan said, his expression unchanged. "Is it a deal?"
"It's a deal!" Bai You said.
The phone rang, it was Jiang Min Yao.
After the discussion, Bai You felt relieved. He picked up the phone without any precautions and turned on the speaker out of habit.
"What's wrong?" he asked, already accustomed to the sound of his own voice after spending the morning with her.
But Jiang Minyao on the opposite side became quiet for a moment.
"Have you been sick more often recently?" She was worried. "Why is your voice hoarse again?"
Bai You: “…”
Meng Qingyan: "..."
Afraid that Bai You would get angry, Meng Qingyan pursed his lips and forced back his smile.
"A large supermarket opened next door, and they signed a cooperation agreement with our company," Jiang Minyao said, "Old Zhu asked you to go there."
"Is there anyone else?" Bai You stood up, but accidentally pulled his thigh, and his movements stiffened.
Jiang Minyao on the other side knew nothing about this and carefully explained the time and details that had been arranged over there.
After that, the two hung up the phone.
When he turned around again, Bai You discovered that Meng Qingyan had left the balcony at some point and was now standing behind him.
Bai You was a little stunned, but then Meng Qingyan held his shoulders and pressed him onto the sofa.
The hem of his bathrobe was pushed up, Meng Qingyan held his knees to spread his legs, his eyes fixed on his thighs.
Bai You checked it while taking a shower, and found that the skin was not broken as he had imagined, just slightly red and swollen.
The reason for the discomfort may be that you maintain the same posture for too long, and the movements are intense, causing you to accidentally pull your muscles and bones.
Bai You felt a little uncomfortable in this position at the moment.
He tried to close his legs, but was restrained by Meng Qingyan's powerful hands.
Meng Qingyan's expression was unusually serious, and there was a hint of confusion in his expression.
"Does it hurt?" he asked.
"No," Bai You said, avoiding the main point, "My feet just felt numb for a while."
"Do you still have the ointment I gave you that day?" Meng Qingyan asked.
"Brother, there's no need to apply medicine even though your skin isn't even broken. You're not that delicate," Bai You found it a little funny, but he couldn't help but think of some details from last night and couldn't help complaining, "But you, you deliberately put your stuff on me last night..."
He asked, "Meng Qingyan, are you born in the year of the dog? Do you still need to be marked?"
The hands gripping his knees tightened, Bai You paused for a moment, and suddenly realized something, and his ears felt a little hot.
At first glance, what I just said sounded like reminiscing or flirting.
Meng Qingyan is young and energetic. If he gets angry, he will do it again on the sofa. His legs probably really can't bear it.
Fortunately, it didn't.
But it's not much better.
Perhaps because he saw that he was full of energy and fighting spirit, the seriousness between Meng Qingyan's brows gradually dissipated.
"Brother," he raised his eyebrows and changed his address, deliberately targeting Bai You's previous words "innocent brother", "If you can't accept such a thing, who is innocent?"
By the way, shamelessly make an appointment for the next time.
"Next time I'll take you to play something more exciting and less innocent," he asked, "how about that?"
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