Chapter 10: Sensation
Bai Qi, unable to comprehend it, stopped thinking and sat quietly by the bed waiting.
His bathrobe cinched his slender waist, the fabric dipping with the curve, subtly revealing a section of round, tender calf, the pale white skin dazzling.
Despite the seductive scene, his eyes were too pure, like a beautiful but vacant doll—one could bully or manipulate him, but never truly reach his heart.
Outside, it had become overcast at some point, darkening the room. Dark clouds shrouded Rose Cottage, a storm brewing.
After a while, the room remained silent. Bai Qi looked at Bo Yan.
Bo Yan was looking at the script, the fragility from before gone. The bathrobe was held up by his broad shoulders, his aura exceptionally sharp.
After a moment, he furrowed his brows and calmly pointed out a mistake in the script.
“Jiang Bo Yan shouldn’t have opened his eyes and dodged beforehand.”
Bai Qi was surprised at first, but after thinking about it, agreed there was a problem.
Given Jiang Bo Yan’s endurance, having risked his life to record the video, he would surely want to record the entire murder process. How could he dodge simply because Su Qi approached his face?
He asked softly, “Then should Jiang Bo Yan open his eyes after the artificial respiration is done?”
“It’s not just about opening his eyes.”
Bo Yan glanced at Bai Qi: “Being kissed by someone you like, you wouldn’t be that calm.”
“That’s true,” Bai Qi said in agreement, but his eyes remained uncomprehending.
Kissed and kissed, he really didn’t know how to react without being calm.
It was too complex. If it weren’t for acting, he probably would never have considered these questions.
Bo Yan put away the script: “Let’s try again.”
“Oh, okay.”
Bai Qi let Bo Yan arrange things. Only when he was back on his knees wiping the cabinet did he realize he hadn’t figured out what to do next.
Bo Yan had already lain back down behind him. Having no time to ask, Bai Qi immediately went to his side.
The room was much darker than before. Gray shadows covered Bo Yan’s face, making his features appear more three-dimensional and gaunt, his nose and eyes sharp and defiant.
Compared to his usual cool detachment, his face now seemed more aggressive.
Bai Qi unconsciously clenched the bedsheet, his fingernails tinged pink from the pressure, his expression genuinely tense.
However, there was no time to hesitate. Su Qi, seeing Jiang Bo Yan collapse, would definitely perform CPR immediately.
“Jiang Bo Yan?”
Bo Yan didn’t move, so Bai Qi hurriedly lowered his head, enduring the shame as he leaned in to kiss him.
Unlike before, when he closed his eyes, this time he saw Bo Yan’s lips getting closer, his hot breath fanning his face, making Bai Qi’s nose and cheeks tingle.
He shifted uncomfortably, then steeled himself and leaned in, kissing him forcefully.
This time, it was a real, solid kiss. Bai Qi’s lips were soft and tender, seemingly juicy, his exhaled breath fragrant and sweet.
Bo Yan’s arm muscles tensed instantly.
An indescribable sensation exploded, Bai Qi’s mind blanked for a moment. Completely different from the fleeting kiss before, an electric tingle went straight to his bone marrow, as if all his strength had been drained.
He instinctively tried to pull away, but a large hand clasped the back of Bai Qi’s head, deepening the kiss with frightening desire.
“Mmm!”
Bai Qi’s face flushed crimson. He had never experienced such a feeling before. His eyes widened, his red lips constantly being ground and ripened, overflowing with luscious moisture.
Bo Yan’s prominent Adam’s apple bobbed, as if he had been thirsty for a long time and finally encountered that cherry. Even though it was young and green, he greedily and selfishly devoured it all, not missing a drop of juice.
The intense stimulation made Bai Qi’s heart race, and he struggled to breathe. While he was supposed to be giving Bo Yan artificial respiration, it was Bo Yan who was giving him air.
From inside to outside, his beautiful face gradually became stained with an unfamiliar cold fragrance.
Soon, the kiss became extremely lingering, winding like a venomous snake, making his scalp tingle, and his whole body tremble uncontrollably.
Bai Qi was overwhelmed, completely limp, only able to whimper and open his mouth, letting Bo Yan have his way.
After what seemed like a long time, only when he was utterly unable to cope did this protracted acting scene finally end.
On the crimson bed, Bai Qi lay down, his whole body flushed, like snow fallen among roses.
His body tingled, his lips were not numb from the friction, but even more sensitive, itching at the slightest touch.
In a daze, he realized Bo Yan was right; being kissed really did make it difficult to stay calm.
Bai Qi was somewhat lost, breathing slowly with his eyes closed.
Unseen by him, a captivated look appeared on Bo Yan’s handsome face, his gaze intense, like a wild bee lurking near a tender flower bud, waiting for any opportunity to feast…
Afternoon.
The gossip account that had threatened to expose a top celebrity’s scandal unexpectedly posted a Weibo update.
There was no accompanying text, only a photo, yet in just a few minutes, its popularity skyrocketed, instantly topping the trending searches.
The photo was exceptionally taken; anyone seeing it would be instantly captivated by a single back.
Petite, delicate, wearing a hooded sweatshirt, the figure was mostly obscured, even the head was hidden by the hood, only showing a small, upturned, snow-white nose.
Despite the ordinary attire, anyone could sense the extreme beauty of the person, their every movement possessing the grace of a beauty, even causing a gasp of admiration.
Beside the beauty, a tall, handsome man in black stood out, his black mask contrasting sharply with his pale skin, like a sharp blade, strikingly handsome.
In the photo, the man was looking down at the beauty beside him, the two very close. The cold and hard figure contrasting against the delicate one created a strong visual impact; they seemed like people who wouldn’t exist in real life, possessing more sexual tension than any comic.
It was supposed to be a beautiful scene, but for some reason, the photo had an indescribable feeling.
The sky was gray, the shadows of trees distorted and mottled, casting the man’s gaze into an unusual darkness, as if carrying an immensely heavy emotion.
On closer inspection, that frantic and restrained covetousness was chilling.
And that man…was Bo Yan.
The whole internet was in an uproar.