“A Qing.”
After getting into the car, Nie Luo actually took a small step back.
Fan Qing paused mid-motion, just about to pounce.
“Ge?”
What was wrong?
Nie Luo lifted a hand as if to pat his clothes, then restrained himself.
He lowered his head seriously to look at his outfit, then shook his head at Fan Qing.
“Dirty.”
A Qing liked cleanliness.
Nie Luo had known that for a long time.
After all, every time… things usually happened after they had showered.
At that thought, his expression turned subtle.
A Qing had come to visit—and would be staying overnight.
Under normal circumstances, that would mean…
But—
He glanced down at his clothes again.
They were filthy.
Nie Luo was certain that if he flicked them, a cloud of dust would rise.
He suddenly felt a little disappointed.
Maybe… they could at least kiss?
With that thought, hope returned to his eyes.
“Then… a kiss?”
Fan Qing understood what he meant.
So that was it.
However…
Fan Qing’s gaze flickered.
Truthfully, there was a certain unique charm to Nie Luo in this state.
With that in mind, he leaned forward and hooked a finger under Nie Luo’s chin.
Hm. Stubble.
A little prickly.
But… kind of novel.
Fan Qing and Nie Luo shared a kiss heavy with moisture.
A bit dry, Fan Qing thought.
As the thought crossed his mind, his tongue lightly brushed over Nie Luo’s slightly chapped lips.
“A Qing, do not tease.”
Nie Luo’s voice trembled faintly as he tightened his grip around Fan Qing’s fingers.
A Qing was teasing him again, even after saying he was dirty.
Fan Qing pretended not to hear.
Yes, he was a little fastidious about cleanliness. But after traveling more than ten hours to get here, if he did not at least take a bite to make the trip worthwhile, would that not be a huge loss?
His lips drew back slightly, then slid down neatly and without hesitation.
“Ge?”
He lifted his head to look at Nie Luo, who suddenly seemed much taller.
Nie Luo’s breathing hitched.
He knew what A Qing was about to do.
His toes curled inside his shoes in anticipation, yet he still refused in earnest.
“…That is dirty too.”
Fan Qing smiled faintly and pulled out a pack of wet wipes.
“It is fine. We will just wipe it off.”
What else could Nie Luo say?
All he could feel were Fan Qing’s warm fingers and the cool touch of the damp wipe.
Then came warmth—moist and heated.
The hand he had at the back of Fan Qing’s head instinctively tightened, as if to press him closer.
But his self-control made him loosen his grip at once—he could not hurt A Qing.
With that thought, he forced himself to restrain even more.
They did not fool around for long.
Maybe it was because they had been apart for so long. Or maybe it was because Nie Luo was simply too happy and too excited to see Fan Qing.
In any case, Fan Qing was a little surprised—but not entirely.
There was a hint of laughter in his eyes, though he made sure Nie Luo did not see it.
It would not do to bruise his pride, he thought.
“A Qing…”
There was a trace of dejection in Nie Luo’s voice.
If A Qing had not deliberately provoked him, he would not have ended up like this…
“What is it?”
Fan Qing lifted his head slightly.
Bright expression, faintly seductive gaze, and at the corner of his lips, marks that clearly belonged to Nie Luo.
Nie Luo’s breath stalled.
He bent down abruptly, his right hand hooking around Fan Qing’s waist as he lifted him in one swift motion.
He was going to get even!!!
Caught off guard, Fan Qing found himself suspended in midair. He instinctively wrapped his legs around Nie Luo to steady himself.
The next second, he could not help laughing.
Had Nie Luo forgotten that he had not even finished getting dressed?
Before he could think further, spurred on by that laughter, Nie Luo tossed him straight onto the small bed in the car.
Dirty then!
As long as A Qing was not dirty, that was all that mattered. He did not mind!
Thrown onto the bed, Fan Qing’s eyes curved with satisfied amusement.
Not bad at all.
This was not just making the trip worthwhile—this felt like a huge profit.
They fooled around for a while, but in the end, they did not actually go all the way.
Nie Luo merely returned the favor with interest.
After all, this was inside a car.
If they did anything too obvious, anyone with eyes would notice at once.
And since they were all people from the same circle, they would be even quicker to read between the lines.
“Ge, wear my clothes first and then eat?”
From the tips of his hair to his toes, Fan Qing radiated languid satisfaction, even the corners of his eyes brimming with it.
It was nothing else—Nie Luo’s skills with lips and tongue had grown better and better.
Besides, Fan Qing usually liked to tease him on purpose, so they rarely ever had the chance for a long prelude.
This time, he had truly experienced it.
For example, what it felt like to be kissed all over—far better than he had imagined.
Nie Luo glanced at his own clothes and agreed.
It was only for the duration of a meal, after all.
He changed, and Fan Qing also reined in his lazy air a little.
The two of them enjoyed the special meal Fan Qing had prepared just for Nie Luo inside the car.
Halfway through eating, Nie Luo suddenly realized something.
“A Qing, how did you have time to come over?”
Fan Qing paused.
He slowly lifted his head to look at Nie Luo and did not bother hiding it.
“Sheng Ge caught the Second Young Master and dragged him back.”
Nie Luo: …caught?
He instantly understood.
Nie Luo recalled the hardship of being separated from A Qing.
Then he thought about the various party photos Jin Yi had been posting in his Moments just a few days ago.
Three seconds later, he took a deep breath.
“Good. He deserved to be caught.”
“Ah-choo—!”
Jin Yi let out an earth-shaking sneeze.
Afterward, even he looked stunned.
What was going on?
Was someone cursing him or missing him?
He subconsciously reached for his phone to check.
The bodyguard—temporarily doubling as his assistant—“kindly” reminded him,
“Second Young Master, these documents all need to be approved today.”
Jin Yi looked up at him.
The bodyguard calmly lowered his gaze to meet his.
Four eyes locked. Jin Yi felt annoyed.
“What is wrong with you? Of course I know they are due today. I just want to look at my phone for a second.”
The bodyguard remained composed and unflappable.
“Second Young Master said the same thing three hours ago. Then you took out your phone and played two rounds of games, totaling forty-three minutes and fifty-six seconds.”
He paused, then added,
“And you lost.”
Damn it!
Jin Yi was so angry he nearly started meowing.
So what if he lost?
Was that his fault?
It was clearly those trash teammates!
As the dignified Second Young Master, should he not be matched with teammates who carried him effortlessly?
Where was the premium treatment a paying player was supposed to have?
The more he thought about it, the angrier he became.
After five full seconds of deep contemplation, he looked at the bodyguard with shining eyes.
“Tell me—what if we add a game company under our group? Once it develops, we can turn our hit movies and television dramas into games. Let everyone play them, and we will squeeze money out of them like crazy.”
Then he would take that money and throw it at the previous game—
He was determined to make them create an exclusive overpowered perk just for him, the ultimate paying overlord.
The bodyguard fell silent.
Was the Second Young Master being serious?
He studied Jin Yi’s expression, then slowly took out his phone.
“I can contact President Jin and ask for his opinion on your proposal, Second Young Master.”
Jin Yi: “??? What is wrong with you? Why are you running to tattle the moment we disagree?”
What was wrong with this bodyguard? Was he in elementary school?
Who immediately ran to report things like that?!
The bodyguard slowly typed out a question mark in his mind.
How was he tattling?
The two of them locked eyes.
…Tsk, forget it!
He was a magnanimous man. He would not stoop to argue over something so trivial with a mere bodyguard!
That was what Jin Yi told himself, though inwardly he could not stop grumbling.
His brother was useless!
Why had his brother not assigned him one of those all-purpose bodyguards?
The kind who would just handle all the work for him directly.
Would that not be perfect?
One person covering both assistant and bodyguard duties.
Ideally the sort where, when there was work, the assistant handled it—and when there was nothing to do… he handled the assistant…?
Wait. Something strange had just slipped into his thoughts!
Jin Yi’s whole body jolted.
What exactly had he just been thinking?
The bodyguard watched the Second Young Master sink into deep contemplation and felt a little troubled.
Did the Second Young Master truly not have it in him?
It was not anything else—at this rate, all of them brothers were going to starve.
The bodyguard very much wanted to sigh.
Just as Jin Yi came back to himself, he saw his head bodyguard sighing.
He froze. What was that guy sighing for?
He had not even sighed yet! He was supposed to be a carefree playboy, yet now even his parties had been reduced to clean, alcohol-free gatherings.
And even in his daydreams, the leading role had become his own head bodyguard—a musclebound man?
…Sob!
The more he thought about it, the more bitter he felt.
This was not how it was supposed to be. He was meant to have the life of a rich wastrel.
How had he fallen this far?
“…Second Young Master, how about we go eat first and come back to continue afterward?”
The bodyguard finally could not hold back any longer.
The next second, his stomach growled loudly on cue.
Jin Yi instantly abandoned all his wandering thoughts.
Oh. So the guy was just hungry.
Tch. That was more like it.
Jin Yi glanced at the stack of documents on the desk.
Forget it, forget it. It probably would not be a big deal if the files were not finished in one day… right?
They could always come back and continue after eating. Decision made!
With a casual wave of his hand, Jin Yi led a line of bodyguards out for a meal.
Among the unapproved documents, one regarding a collaboration with Hual lingered quietly on the desk.
Fan Qing left after staying until the next morning.
After all, coming to visit the set in the first place was already rather outrageous. He had deliberately timed his arrival for the evening so that staying overnight would seem perfectly natural—after all, he could not possibly drive more than ten hours over and then immediately fatigue-drive back through the night.
Although he wanted very much to go public with Nie Luo, now was not the time.
There was no rush. He was still laying things out step by step.
Once Fan Qing left, quite a few staff members could not help sighing.
Nie Luo stepped out wearing that outfit and heard the chorus of sighs.
Rarely curious, he asked,
“What is wrong with all of you?”
The staff, caught being concerned, were momentarily stunned.
The next second, they all wore guilty expressions.
One quick-witted member hurried to smooth things over.
“Nothing, nothing. We were just thinking about all the delicious food and drinks Manager Fan brought yesterday. Now that we are back to our old rations, we are feeling a bit down.”
The others nodded like pecking chickens.
“Yes, yes, exactly.”
It seemed their impression of A Qing was quite good?
Nie Luo felt very satisfied.
The director, who had overheard, could not help but laugh and scold,
“Have I deprived you of food or clothing? I told you before coming here that this place would be rough. If you wanted to live better, you should have brought extra food and drinks yourselves. You all thought it was too heavy and too troublesome. Now you are complaining?”
They chuckled.
“Well, it is heavy. But food someone else gives you? That is different.”
How could it be the same?
One of the main figures of the pairing they were shipping had personally delivered it!
And they had even witnessed a fresh, piping-hot dose of sweetness with their own eyes!
At that thought, they exchanged glances.
“Post it?”
“Post it?”
“Post it! With such a huge serving of content, if we do not share it, we are betraying the sisters!”