Lu Qiao’s reaction almost made Chris choke to death!
He stared at Lu Qiao in shock, looking him up and down. “You really haven’t watched any? Not even one? You’re twenty-four already, aren’t you?”
“W-What does being twenty-four have to do with anything!” Lu Qiao said stubbornly. “I was busy studying. I didn’t have time to watch!”
Actually, Lu Qiao’s roommates at school had watched them before. They had even played them out loud, with several people gathered around watching together. But Lu Qiao felt embarrassed just listening to the sounds…
Watching that kind of film together with several other people was just too awkward.
Of course, he was still a tiny bit curious.
After all, he had a boyfriend now. Sooner or later, there would always be a day when they would have to do that kind of thing…
Yan Qiu had even teased him about it that morning.
Lu Qiao thought with a flushed face that Yan Qiu was so lustful, he had to prepare in advance! Previously, he had only learned online about how things were done between two men, but only through written descriptions. As for videos… he had never seen any!
He really wanted to broaden his horizons!
Chris had not expected the guy in front of him to be this innocent. He simply could not believe it.
Ellie gave a sinister smile. “Don’t worry. The transfer will be quick. I’ll package a whole set and send it to you right now!”
Lu Qiao scratched his head and lowered it bashfully. “Thank you…”
After Lu Qiao was called into the classroom by the curator, Chris secretly asked Ellie, “Sis, what are you doing? You’re even teaching him now?”
His sister had been secretly in love with Marshal Yan for so many years, yet she actually still had the mind to worry about Marshal Yan’s married life.
That wasn’t normal!
The veins on Ellie’s forehead twitched one after another. She gritted her teeth.
“Hmph. Teach him? I’m going to scare him to death!”
After Lu Qiao and Ellie made their agreement, his heart began to itch with anticipation.
He absentmindedly ran into the classroom and tugged at the curator, asking him to help check whether the mark on the back of his neck was serious.
The curator was, after all, an elder, so Lu Qiao trusted him more. Therefore, although he was embarrassed, he had no choice but to ask the curator for help.
The curator stared at the back of his neck for a long time before looking utterly baffled.
“Did a mosquito bite you? Tell Yan Qiu to light some mosquito coils!”
Lu Qiao: “……”
He leaned his neck a little closer to the curator and asked, “…Is it really a mosquito bite?”
The curator opened his eyes as wide as possible and examined it carefully. He said, puzzled, “Yeah. And the swelling has already gone down. What, does it still itch? Do you want Uncle to spray some floral water on it?”
“……”
Lu Qiao calmly said, “No need.”
It really should be a hickey, after all. There were no mosquitoes in Yan Qiu’s room.
But judging from this, the mark on the back of his neck probably wasn’t very obvious…
Ellie’s eyes were just too sharp!
Just as Lu Qiao finished sighing over this, his terminal received a compressed video file.
He immediately sneaked off to a corner and unzipped it.
It took about two or three seconds.
More than twenty videos appeared in a folder!
So many!
Lu Qiao’s heart raced. With his face flushed red, he tremblingly clicked the first one, swallowed, and waited for his first visual experience in life.
The next second, before the picture even appeared, a high-pitched cry suddenly came out and startled Lu Qiao.
He hurriedly muted the sound.
Two people appeared on the screen.
The video seemed to have been deliberately edited, starting directly with the main scene. There was an extremely muscular hunk and a skinny young man who looked as though he had no bones.
The muscular man really was incredibly powerful. The skinny young man’s posture practically looked like he was doing yoga. His mouth was constantly wide open, his expression pained as he cried out.
Lu Qiao was completely dumbfounded.
…Is—is this what it feels like?!
When Yan Qiu returned home, it was around four o’clock.
He sent Lu Qiao a message:
“About time to eat?”
After a while, there was a response from the other end, except it remained stuck on “the other party is typing,” with no message ever actually being sent.
Yan Qiu replied with a:
“?”
After another while, Lu Qiao finally sent:
“Almost…”
Looking at that string of ellipses, Yan Qiu raised an eyebrow slightly.
At five in the afternoon, everyone from the training academy enthusiastically arrived at the restaurant they had booked.
Some ordered dishes while others called for drinks.
A huge glass of draft beer was placed in front of Lu Qiao.
The deputy curator draped an arm around Lu Qiao’s shoulders and, before they had even started drinking, was already acting drunk and excited.
“Come, come, come! Tonight, nobody goes home sober!”
Lu Qiao was in a daze.
Ellie and Chris sat across from him. Chris looked awkward, while Ellie wore a dark, sinister smile.
Seeing that Lu Qiao had no reaction, the deputy curator asked with concern, “What’s wrong? No energy? You’ve already become the deputy officer of the First Legion. What could you possibly be unhappy about? Come, cheers!”
Everyone noisily raised their glasses.
Lu Qiao also blankly lifted his glass and gulped down a huge mouthful. Only after he burped did he regain a little of his senses.
He turned his head toward the deputy curator, his eyes filled with deep envy.
The deputy curator also let out a drunken burp and asked in confusion, “What’s wrong? Why are you looking at me?”
Lu Qiao muttered, “It’s really nice when the person you like is a woman…”
The deputy curator: “??”
Lu Qiao took another huge gulp of beer. After being dazed for a while, he tugged on the deputy curator and seriously asked, “Uncle, who do you think is more… impressive, me or Yan Qiu?”
The deputy curator was also bewildered.
“Do you even need to ask?”
His expression clearly said:
With that little body of yours, do you seriously think you’re stronger than the Empire’s Number One Marshal?!
Lu Qiao: “……”
Lu Qiao was overwhelmed with grief and indignation!
His head was filled with the more than twenty videos he had watched earlier that afternoon.
He had opened them one by one, and every single one featured a muscular hunk and a skinny young man!!
Although Lu Qiao knew that not every male-male couple was like this, still! Still…
The difference in body size between him and Yan Qiu really was pretty similar to the couples in those videos.
Although Lu Qiao had muscles too, compared with Yan Qiu’s, they were simply not worth mentioning.
Lu Qiao actually had quite a bit of self-awareness. When he had previously read up on the subject, he had already known that between him and Yan Qiu, he would basically be the one taking the receptive role.
But… but the way those muscular men behaved in the videos was far too wild, wasn’t it?
Was Yan Qiu like that?
If he was, Lu Qiao really couldn’t accept it!
In a daze, Lu Qiao pinched his own stomach.
Why hadn’t the genes of the Flash Clan and the Consciousness Clan turned him into Marshal Lun yet?!
He wanted to become a muscular hunk too!
……
The result of all his wild thoughts was that Lu Qiao himself had no idea how many glasses of draft beer he had downed.
After he drunkenly dozed off for a while and woke up, the curator was shaking his shoulder.
“Hey, wake up. Wow, this guy still hasn’t improved his alcohol tolerance at all after one glass of beer! Lu Qiao! Your driver is waiting for you! It’s almost seven!”
Lu Qiao opened his eyes and burped.
Through his swaying vision, he saw Yan Qiu’s driver awkwardly standing stiffly at the private-room entrance.
Inside the room, a drunken student shouted, “Bridge Bridge actually has a driver picking him up!”
Another student wailed drunkenly, “We said we’d struggle together, but you already have your own personal driver!”
“Young Master Lu, we should go,” the driver said cautiously.
Lu Qiao made a sleepy sound and hugged the curator’s arm, shaking his head sadly.
The curator laughed.
“Hey, what’s wrong with you? Are you throwing a drunken tantrum?”
Lu Qiao was dizzy and even a little tongue-tied. In a heavy tone, he said, “My feelings right now are very complicated!!”
A group of drunk students seriously asked, “Why?”
Lu Qiao closed his eyes weakly.
“Because… I’m actually a little scared of him…”
A bunch of drunkards enthusiastically joined in.
“Who? Who? Who are you scared of? Who bullied you? We’ll beat him up for you!”
The curator looked at the time and realized something was wrong.
He had spent ages trying to wake Lu Qiao up, and now it was already almost seven o’clock!
The next second, a figure suddenly appeared beside Lu Qiao inside the private room!
The figure was extremely tall.
And extremely familiar.
It was the person who frequently appeared on television!
Instantly, the bunch of drunkards sobered up in fright.
Yan Qiu was slightly stunned when he appeared inside the private room.
The driver had no choice. He braced himself and hurried inside, apologetically saying to Yan Qiu, “Young Master, Young Master Lu is drunk…”
The previously noisy private room became completely silent.
The drunken students stared at Yan Qiu with their eyes wide open.
Ellie and Chris were completely dumbfounded.
Even the deputy curator, with his flushed drunken face, sat there in stunned silence.
Wait…
The moment it became seven o’clock…
Yan Qiu had appeared beside Lu Qiao?
The person Lu Qiao was locked to was him?!
Marshal Yan?!
Th-then wasn’t Lu Qiao and Marshal Yan’s relationship completely different from that of ordinary friends?
It was—
The only person in the entire room who remained calm was the curator.
He scratched his head, glanced around at everyone with their eyes wide open, and helplessly said in a low voice:
“This little guy got drunk again.”
Yan Qiu did not pay much attention to the surrounding gazes.
When he saw Lu Qiao hugging the curator’s arm with a drunken expression, he could not help smiling.
In a gentle voice, he said, “Qiao Qiao, let’s go.”
Lu Qiao hugged the curator’s arm even tighter.
He glanced at Yan Qiu’s lower half with an aggrieved expression.
Yan Qiu keenly noticed the direction of Lu Qiao’s gaze.
“……”
He calmly asked the curator, “What happened just now?”
The curator said, “I don’t know either. This guy must be throwing a drunken fit! He even said he was a little scared of someone. Are you the one he’s scared of? What did you do to him?”
After hearing this, Yan Qiu thought for a moment.
His eyes narrowed slightly as he bent down and looked closely at the aggrieved Lu Qiao.
“Scared of me? What are you scared of?”
Lu Qiao pursed his lips and looked away.
Yan Qiu said, “Qiao Qiao?”
“……” Lu Qiao lowered his head and muttered, “Your muscles are so big, and you’re so strong…”
After a pause, he quickly accused him:
“And your size is way too big!”
Yan Qiu froze.
The curator, whose arm Lu Qiao was still stubbornly clinging to, went silent.
“……”
These two are already completely together? They’re even talking about this kind of topic now? Also, could you please let go of my arm in a situation like this?!
Lu Qiao burped and said awkwardly, “Yan Qiu, how about we have a platonic relationship?”
Yan Qiu came back to his senses and teased, “That I can’t do.”
With that, he simply bent down and picked Lu Qiao up.
Without the curator’s arm to hold onto, Lu Qiao felt as though he had suddenly lost his sense of balance, so he quickly wrapped his arms around Yan Qiu.
Everyone inside the private room was already staring in stunned silence.
They watched blankly as the Empire’s Number One Marshal carried Lu Qiao in his arms. Yan Qiu nodded toward the curator and said:
“Teacher, I’ll take him away first.”
The curator hurriedly said, “Go, go. Hurry home and get some rest.”
Then, the cool and aloof Marshal Yan nodded toward them before carrying Lu Qiao away.
…Just like that, he carried him away!!!
The instant Yan Qiu walked out of the private room, the entire room exploded!
Yan Qiu quickly walked out of the restaurant.
Although he attracted the attention of some customers, before they could see clearly or react, he had already disappeared from sight.
After boarding the aircraft, he said to the driver, “Go straight back to the Yan family.”
Then he immediately lowered the soundproof partition.
Once the driver had settled into the pilot’s seat, he calmly thought:
The young master has put up the soundproof partition. I absolutely have to fly smoothly on this trip!
In the small space in the back seat, Lu Qiao struggled, trying to get out of Yan Qiu’s arms.
Yan Qiu restrained him and asked with a soft laugh, “What exactly happened? Why did you suddenly start talking about this kind of thing? Qiao Qiao, what have you been thinking about?”
Lu Qiao’s face flushed bright red. He was dizzy and mumbled, “Nothing! I wasn’t thinking about anything!”
“Scared of my size?” Yan Qiu slowly asked.
“!!!”
Lu Qiao could not say anything anymore. His entire body felt like it was burning.
As though venting his frustration, he kicked Yan Qiu twice.
Then he suddenly opened his terminal and clicked on a video.
Before Yan Qiu could react, the video had already started making noises.
He: “……”
Lu Qiao angrily pointed at the two people in the video.
“I don’t like this!!!”
Yan Qiu calmly said, “…Lu Qiao, are you sexually indifferent?”
“No! But…” Lu Qiao argued, “I don’t like this feeling!”
Yan Qiu looked at him in confusion.
Lu Qiao thought for a moment and struggled to turn his alcohol-numbed brain toward expressing what he meant.
“I don’t like this… It looks painful, and it’s not fun at all. And…and look…”
He pointed at the muscular man in the video and complained:
“It feels like he’s using the other person to vent himself… That position just looks uncomfortable. He only cares about himself… He doesn’t kiss or hug…”
Lu Qiao pouted and said quietly, “I don’t like this feeling.”
Yan Qiu understood what he meant, and his eyes grew deeper.
He reached out and turned off the video. Then he lightly bumped his forehead against Lu Qiao’s and said with a soft laugh:
“Do you think I would be like that person?”
Lu Qiao looked at him with soft, unfocused eyes.
Yan Qiu rubbed his nose against Lu Qiao’s and said hoarsely, “Qiao Qiao, do you think I would let you get hurt?”
Lu Qiao shrank his neck and remained silent.
Yan Qiu gently touched Lu Qiao’s lips again, their breaths seeming to mingle together.
“If I were to do that with you, I would keep holding you and kissing you,” the man whispered into his ear. “I’d want to kiss your wings, and I’d want to kiss every part of your body.”
Lu Qiao’s eyes became moist.
When he heard the last sentence, he felt a numb sensation run along his spine.
“I love you. Of course, you and I would be different from that couple in the video. Your feelings are what matter most to me,” Yan Qiu said. “Those kinds of videos are meaningless. Anything you haven’t experienced before, I can teach you myself.”
Lu Qiao felt even drunker.
He murmured, “Isn’t it your first time too?”
Yan Qiu replied, “Not in my dreams.”
In his dreams, it had already happened hundreds, even thousands, of times.