Song Zhe was kicked out of the Song family because of a failed investment, and he was currently living under Pei Yan’s roof for refuge.
He got up in the morning, with his messy hair, yawning and went to the dining room to find water to drink, when he suddenly saw a thin boy standing by the table.
“Who?”
He rubbed his eyes, and after looking at him in astonishment. “Qi-Qi Feng?”
The boy was wearing a long T-shirt as his upper garment. His oversized clothes barely covered his hips. He didn’t wear pants, and his long and straight white legs like chopsticks were exposed.
What a beautiful pair of legs!
No wonder his brother liked him so much.
Oh, no no no.
Pei Yan liked this kid because of Su Qiao.
Song Zhe thought, biased from the start, and asked him: “How come you’re here? Where’s Pei-ge?”
“He hasn’t woken up yet.”
Qi Feng didn’t expect that there would be another man in this house. He took a step back with a glass of water in his hands, keeping a distance from Song Zhe who kept approaching him.
Song Zhe looked at him like he saw something beautiful, and wanted to get closer to Qi Feng, so he took another step forward.
The boy in front of him didn’t look as sickly and languid as the last two times they met.
His complexion was soft and moist, his lips were bright red, and his peach blossom eyes were lazy and hazy. He stood there elegantly and handsomely like a white orchid with morning dew, fresh and pleasant, stirring the heartstrings.
Song Zhe felt happy and asked him with a smirk: “Did you sleep in this house last night? With Pei Yan?”
“Sort of.”
Qi Feng frowned and dodged him again.
He did sleep with Pei Yan, but he just slept. As for Pei Yan… Qi Feng took a sip of water and recalled last night.
The man always wanted to hug him, rub him, kiss him, his body was hot and made him sweat too. He pretended to sleep at first, but later fell asleep for real, only vaguely hearing the sound of water in the bathroom.
“Wow, you’re amazing.”
Song Zhe hadn’t forgotten his identity as a small star, and worried that he was cheating his brother.
He looked at Qi Feng and smirked meaningfully: “You’re really something to be able to get our Pei-ge, who’s been single for almost 24 years, in bed. But…”
He leaned his body towards the boy’s slightly red face and said softly: “You are really good-looking, It seems that Pei-ge is someone who judges by looks.”
Qi Feng didn’t have a good impression of Song Zhe, and he wouldn’t be polite to him just because he was Pei Yan’s friend.
He ignored Song Zhe’s ambiguity and put down his glass and prepared to go back to the bedroom.
As he turned around, he saw a piece of green jade tied with a red string on the bar counter in the dining room. It reflected the light of the glass cabinet coldly.
It was a round jade buckle for peace, almost exactly like the one that General Pei gave him the last time he saw him in his previous life.
The memories of that world surged up in his heart again. Qi Feng unconsciously reached out and took the green jade buckle.
Song Zhe’s face changed. He hurriedly said: “Don’t touch that!”
Qi Feng touched the jade buckle with his fingertips. “Why?”
“This is something that Pei-ge polished himself. He always holds it in his hand and doesn’t let anyone touch it. I don’t know what kind of hobby he has. He treats this old-fashioned thing like a treasure.”
Song Zhe looked anxious and urged: “You put it down quickly. Don’t let Pei-ge see it and get angry with you.”
As he said that, Pei Yan came out of the bedroom.
He probably just woke up. His hair was a bit messy. His cold and stern face was full of pent-up anger, with nowhere to vent.
He just heard Song Zhe’s words. He suppressed his unsatisfied voice and asked coldly: “What can’t I see?”
Song Zhe wanted to test Qi Feng’s nature, but he also didn’t want such a young kid to be scolded by Pei Yan.
He spoke for Qi Feng: “The kid doesn’t know that this jade is your treasure. He just touched it. Don’t be angry. Come on, Qi Feng. Put the jade back quickly.”
As he said that, he wanted to touch the boy’s hand holding the jade buckle.
Pei Yan saw Qi Feng’s appearance and his eyebrows tightened instantly. His face became darker. He strode over and grabbed Song Zhe and threw him against the wall. “What are you touching? Go back to your room.”
Song Zhe:???
Are you sick? You fucking hit me?!
Qi Feng held the jade in his hand and handed it to Pei Yan: “Sorry, I touched your thing.”
Pei Yan faced him and spoke. He unconsciously stopped scolding Song Zhe. His voice became softer: “It’s okay, leave it there.”
Song Zhe stared at Pei Yan in shock and dissatisfaction: “No way, you’re not angry? Before, if I even touch the string of this jade and you would scold me for half a day. So, it’s not the jade that’s precious, it’s my plastic brotherhood that’s worthless, huh?”
Seeing Pei Yan lift his foot to kick him, Song Zhe ran back to his room quickly and closed the bedroom door tightly.
Hmph, he saw through them, they were just plastic brothers!
Qi Feng’s slender and white fingertips still hooked the red string of the jade buckle. He watched Song Zhe being kicked away lightly and said softly: “Here, I didn’t know it was important to you, sorry.”
“It’s not something valuable.”
Pei Yan took the jade buckle from the boy’s fingertips and put it back in place. His eyes were gloomy: “How can you come out dressed like this? Aren’t you afraid of being seen by others?”
Qi Feng looked at the double standard man who only wore a pair of shorts and exposed his whole upper body of muscular muscles. “I couldn’t find any clothes to wear.”
“Come here.”
Pei Yan pulled his hand and returned to the bedroom. He found a new set of clothes for him in the closet.
A night of cuddling and sleeping made the gap between them closer.
Pei Yan naturally helped the boy take off his shirt and buttoned up the top button of his shirt. He occasionally pinched the boy’s wrist or waist with his hot fingertips. His breathing also became unstable quickly.
Qi Feng knew without looking that Pei Yan was reacting to him again. He reacted the same way as last night when he touched him. But he was clear that Pei Yan wouldn’t force him unless he agreed.
Just like when they were studying together in the Qi mansion, that restless and playful brother would always lie on the desk and scratch his ears and cheeks until he finished all his homework, then he would pull him to the backyard to ride horses and shoot arrows.
Pei Yan’s hot fingertips kept teasing the hair on his neck and said: “I have to go to the company later, I’ll be back in the evening. You stay at home and wait for me during the day.”
Qi Feng lowered his eyes and pulled up his pants zipper. “I have a schedule today too. I have to go.”
Pei Yan’s fingertips paused. “Where are you going? I’ll take you there.”
“No need.”
Qi Feng shook his head. “I can’t let anyone see me walking with you.”
“You celebrities are really troublesome.”
Pei Yan snorted and said: “Can you drive? You can pick any car in the parking lot and drive away.”
“No need, my assistant is waiting for me outside the complex.”
Qi Feng refused again.
The boy was right in front of him, within his reach, but he arranged his day’s schedule in an orderly manner, and he could leave him at any time.
Like a kite flying in the air, he wanted to pull it tight, but the line was broken.
As if the next moment, he would be blown away by the wind even further.
This made Pei Yan moody, irritable and lonely.
He was clearly a small star who has no money, no resources, and could be easily manipulated, but he seemed to not care about him as a rich patron.
Pei Yan didn’t know how to deal with the boy, but he knew he shouldn’t use force to oppress him.
He held back his anger and sent Qi Feng away. He kicked open Song Zhe’s door and cursed in a low voice: “Song Zhe, you’re fucking wrong. He’s not that kind of person.”
Song Zhe was scared and rolled off the bed. “What’s wrong? What kind of person is he?”
Pei Yan leaned against the door, thinking: “I thought about it. He called my name when he asked me for help that night. That means he knew who I was and what my identity could bring him.”
“If he really was what you said, only approached me for money and for resources, why would he walk away without a word twice afterwards? He should…”
He should try his best to please him.
Pei Yan thought of Qi Feng last night, like a little cat who was nervous and avoided him and hid in a corner and ignored him.
But after being caught in his arms, he let him touch him.
Pei Yan pondered: “He should… not hate me either.”
Song Zhe finally understood that this lunatic was talking to him about Qi Feng. He asked speechlessly: “Not for money? Not hate you? Could it be that he likes you?”
Likes you?
Pei Yan was stunned, his eyes brightened, and his heartbeat accelerated.
He was the vice president of Donghai Investment, and he would control the entire group in the future. He was extremely wealthy, and since he was young, he had been confessed to by countless people because of his height and appearance.
In the two years after entering the company, he had been on TV interviews and on magazine covers. He was not a public figure, but he was also very popular. His Weibo fans were ten times more than Qi Feng’s.
His fame grew bigger and bigger, which also caused many ladies in the circle and stars in the entertainment industry to hint at him with admiration openly or secretly.
Would Qi Feng also admire him?
Pei Yan thought of Qi Feng’s red face that dared not look at him last night. He couldn’t help but tremble his fingertips: “Does he, does he really like me?”
“Ha!”
Song Zhe was so shocked that he almost swallowed the toothpaste in his mouth. “Brother! Wake up, can’t you hear that I was being sarcastic? Did you hear him say he likes you?”
Pei Yan’s face turned cold in an instant. “If it wasn’t for your bullshit, I wouldn’t have proposed that kind of deal to him yesterday. He obviously didn’t want to.”
Song Zhe was scolded for no reason in the morning and got angry. “Pei Yan, what do you want?”
What did he want?
Pei Yan felt that the situation was a bit bad. He felt that he and Qi Feng shouldn’t have this kind of relationship.
After that night, his chest pain worsened, and his mood was irritable. He was like possessed person, wanting to find someone. Plus, meeting him in that kind of place at the nightclub.
He also thought that the boy was that kind of person. Obviously, he was not.
If the boy approached him because he liked him, he could actually start their relationship in a gentler way, instead of this simple and rude transaction.
Song Zhe saw him hesitating and was speechless. “We’ve been friends for more than 20 years, and I’ve never seen you acting so fussy.”
Pei Yan darkened and said coldly, word by word: “What did you say?”
Song Zhe sensed the danger and instantly backed down.
He dodged and persuaded: “Brother, what I mean is that you are a group president worth billions. Are you afraid of not getting a small star who doesn’t even have any fame? Your relationship with him is that he needs you, not that you need him.”
“You can do whatever you want to him, as you please. Why are you so pretentious!”
Pei Yan’s fingertips trembled, inexplicably moved: ….
He could do whatever he wanted to the boy… really?
The author has something to say:
Qi Feng (coldly): Do whatever you want?
Pei Yan: I’m sorry, I don’t dare.
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