Chapter 43: The Cannon Fodder in a Dogblood Novel (43)
In the corridor, without the noise of the private room.
Warm yellow wall lamps stretched Shen Tangqing’s shadow somewhat long.
He sank into the reception chair, head down replying to Li Qiulan’s message.
Although he had only met Li Qiulan once, Shen Tangqing had a pretty good impression of him.
A very polite and simple, cute younger brother.
Li Qiulan invited him to go to his family’s hot spring villa to soak in the hot spring tomorrow.
His family’s hot spring villa—these words were still a bit niche for Shen Tangqing.
After all, before transmigrating to the small world, he had only soaked in a hot spring hotel once. It was that kind of multi-person large pool, one hundred yuan per person, room fees separate.
He didn’t bear to stay in the hotel at that time, taking the subway back after soaking.
But he actually liked soaking in hot springs quite a bit; very relaxing and comfortable.
As soon as Li Qiulan mentioned it, he was interested.
…
Qin Yizhou saw Shen Tangqing sitting in the corridor as soon as he came out.
Head down, hair tips brushing past the brow bone, fingertips sliding on the screen, appearing to be replying to messages.
He hesitated for a moment, then walked over.
Stopping half a step away from Shen Tangqing.
The air still retained the faint floral scent from Shen Tangqing, mixed with the alcohol smell in the bar. Falling on Qin Yizhou’s nose tip, unexpectedly not unpleasant.
“Student.”
Qin Yizhou spoke, his voice carrying a trace of softness he himself hadn’t detected compared to usual.
Shen Tangqing was startled by this sudden voice. Turning his head abruptly.
Seeing Qin Yizhou standing behind him, a flash of surprise crossed his eyes. He stood up and greeted Qin Yizhou politely, “Mr. Qin.”
Qin Yizhou’s gaze fell on Shen Tangqing’s face. The dim light of the wall lamp softened the contours of Shen Tangqing’s profile a lot.
After a second of silence.
He walked to the sofa opposite Shen Tangqing and sat down.
“Sit.”
After Shen Tangqing sat down, Qin Yizhou spoke slowly, “Don’t know why, always feel like I’ve seen you somewhere.”
He spoke seemingly inadvertently, but his gaze locked onto Shen Tangqing’s face.
Shen Tangqing’s expression froze for a moment. This person couldn’t have recognized him, right?
Wearing women’s clothing was simply Shen Tangqing’s dark history. Although he owed Qin Yizhou a cigarette, Shen Tangqing didn’t intend to admit it.
After coughing lightly, he smiled politely at Qin Yizhou. “Mr. Qin, today should be our first meeting. Maybe I have a common face, so you feel it’s a bit familiar.”
Qin Yizhou snorted coldly in his heart.
Common face?
This face of his isn’t a common face; it’s a face that makes people want to make love to.
Want to—
Fingertips tapped lightly on his knee. After a few seconds, Qin Yizhou responded slowly, “Is that so?” The ending note dragged slightly long, carrying a seemingly absent sense of oppression.
Shen Tangqing guiltily didn’t dare look him in the eye.
When lowering his eyes, his eyelashes cast fine shadows under his eyes.
“Yes, Mr. Qin.”
Qin Yizhou’s eyes were somewhat dark. He had already spoken to this extent, yet he still kept him hanging.
Too excessive!
Somewhat irritably taking out a cigarette, lighting one, and taking a deep drag.
He actually rarely inhaled deeply, usually just letting the smoke swirl in his mouth before exhaling.
But now, he needed this cigarette to suppress that bit of emotion about to overflow from the bottom of his heart.
Shen Tangqing raised his eyes, gaze falling on Qin Yizhou’s rolling Adam’s apple.
This person, the way he smoked was quite eye-catching.
Looking for a second, he stood up. “Mr. Qin, I’m going to the restroom.”
Qin Yizhou looked at Shen Tangqing calmly.
Leaving just like that?
After a second of silence, he nodded slightly.
Until after Shen Tangqing left, Qin Yizhou pressed the half-smoked cigarette out in the ashtray.
Could I really be mistaken? Meeting him last time and this time was just an accident?
Fingertips tapped gently on the table.
Seems I have to find someone to check his background.
—
When Shen Tangqing returned to the private room, Qin Yizhou was still sitting in his previous position.
And Qin Min was hugging a young, pretty boy singing, one hand still rubbing the little boy’s waist.
Shen Tangqing was surprised for a moment. Didn’t expect Qin Min to be gay!
But regarding sexual orientation, although Shen Tangqing didn’t align with it, he still respected it.
As long as he didn’t gay him.
He sat back in his previous position, not playing dice anymore, but leaning on the sofa watching them play with interest.
…
Shen Tangqing completely didn’t expect to see Xiao Yu here.
The fitting uniform accentuated his broad shoulders and long legs. A black bow tie was tied around his waist, pinching it very thin. He wore cat ears on his head.
Clearly a somewhat sexy outfit, but he wore a cold face, creating a strong contrast, giving people a strong desire to conquer.
He held two bottles of alcohol in his hands. Obviously, he came in to deliver drinks.
…
Shen Tangqing came back to his senses, secretly sighing at the power of the original plot in his heart. Indeed, where there is the protagonist gong, Xiao Yu will definitely appear.
No matter in what capacity, the two will always meet.
This plot is simply awesome!
…
And when Xiao Yu saw Shen Tangqing in the private room, he couldn’t help being stunned for a second.
But soon, he lowered his eyes. After placing the alcohol in his hands lightly on the table, he turned to retreat.
“Stand still…”
Just turned around, Xiao Yu was stopped by Qin Min.
The singing in the private room stopped abruptly.
Xiao Yu’s body stiffened for a moment. Turning around, he spoke with lowered eyebrows and submissive eyes, “Does Sir have any orders?”
Qin Min pushed away the person in his arms. His lewd gaze fell unscrupulously on Xiao Yu.
“Lift your head up.” His voice was neither heavy nor light, but carried a meaning allowing no refusal.
Xiao Yu couldn’t help frowning, but still obediently lifted his head.
Qin Min’s eyes lit up.
Hello has this kind of good goods?
The private room quieted down.
Everyone’s gaze fell on Xiao Yu. The few people playing dice also stopped, looking at the two with interest, like watching a play.
Qin Min got up and walked to Xiao Yu.
Extending a finger to gently lift Xiao Yu’s chin, eyes holding a frivolous and ambiguous smile. “New here? Why haven’t I seen you before?”
Qin Min was a regular at Hello, loved to play, and played wild, liked pretty men the most.
Of course, he played with discretion; didn’t play with acquaintances.
Xiao Yu was forced to look at Qin Min.
Under the projection of the crystal chandelier, his cold but well-defined face blurred slightly. His expression was extremely calm. Looking at Qin Min, there was not a ripple in his eyes.
This face really easily gave rise to a desire to conquer.
Wanted to make him broken.
It would be good if he begged for mercy with tears flowing.
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