Chapter 186: Good Boy, Let Big Brother Give You a Hug

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

Pei Zhen was a good-looking man with idealistic thoughts.

Fu Sichen saw the hope in Pei Zhen’s eyes and didn’t want to be so cruel as to crush his ideas. He coughed lightly and changed the topic. “It’s late; let’s go to bed.”

Pei Zhen didn’t know how else to convince him.

Damn it.

The shameless Fu Sichen—not only did he want to top Pei Zhen, he had ended up on Pei Zhen’s bed.

After he had jumped over to the neighboring balcony, he couldn’t bear to go home.

Pei Zhen was annoyed that Fu Sichen hadn’t answered his question, and when he saw that Fu Sichen was heading into his bedroom, he gave an expulsion order.

“Get out.”

Fu Sichen, however, had already made himself comfortable on Pei Zhen’s bed. “Sorry, my legs are shaking, and I can’t jump back over.”

“That’s good too.” Pei Zhen smirked. “Take a fall from the balcony and go to the hospital where they can give you a brain examination as well.”

“Who curses their boyfriend like that?”

Fu Sichen sat up and extended his arms, smiling. “Good boy. Let big brother give you a hug.”

Pei Zhen turned red.

Nevertheless, he walked over to Fu Sichen.

The fact was that being hugged that way on the bed made Pei Zhen feel quite smug. Fu Sichen, on the other hand, insisted that Pei Zhen should hug him back.

Before nodding off, Pei Zhen’s hand slipped downwards and rested on Fu Sichen’s waist, as though he was the top party.

Although it was obvious that he was the bottom party, when he had fallen asleep, he got into a position nestled into Fu Sichen’s embrace.

The two barbaric men were locked in a loving embrace all night, and when dawn broke and the skies turned bright, Best Actor Fu finally had enough energy to jump back to his balcony.

The moment he landed on his balcony, Daddy Fu opened the bedroom door, tut-tutting. “Shameless, truly shameless.”

Shameless, that he was, he was his son.

Over the next few days, without exception, Fu Sichen did his balcony jumping trick. When Pei Zhen complained about it, Fu Sichen replied boldly, “Blame it on the fact that there is no security barrier on your balcony.”

However, that also reminded Fu Sichen that he should get Pei Zhen’s parents to install a security barrier at Pei Zhen’s balcony.

“Pei Pei is a celebrity, and his privacy is paramount. I myself am looking into installing it.”

Hence the security barriers went up, albeit with two latched openings, one facing the other to allow late night rendezvous.

Pei Zhen had no idea what Fu Sichen had said to get it past his parents. Fu Sichen raised an eyebrow. “Simple. It’s for emergency purposes such as when one of us forgets the house key.”

So it didn’t matter that a member of either family forgot their house key, they could make use of the balcony to gain access to their home. How convenient!

“Oh.” Pei Zhen smirked. “Why didn’t you think of this the first night that you supposedly forgot your key?”

“I was in love and smitten, couldn’t think straight.”

Pei Zhen didn’t know how else to convince him.

The two were hurrying towards the city center.

Holidays were always too short, and the Chinese Valentine’s Day was drawing near. Work assignments for both Pei Zhen and Fu Sichen were piling up.

Wang Youquan had sent through a picture of noodles to Fu Sichen, accompanied by the heart-wrenching text: [Fu Sichen, it wouldn’t be just noodles you’ll be seeing if you further delay your return to filming.]

Fu Sichen’s reply was cruel: [Okay. Wishing you all the best in trying to hang yourself with noodles.]

Fu Sichen gave no thoughts to how his manager would feel, and the icy response almost made Wang Youquan cry.

However, sarcasm aside…

After Fu Sichen dropped Pei Zhen off at work, he managed to get to his own filming location on time, despite having shared a few intimate moments with his boyfriend before they parted ways.

“The most thoughtful Valentine’s Day gift!” They were recording a culinary show in preparation for the Chinese Valentine’s Day. The show host wore a pink outfit. “Best Actor Fu, today, we are making some chocolate bites.”

“Sure.” Best Actor Fu was all game for it.

“Will you be making them for yourself?” The show host asked with a big smile.

“For someone else.”