Chapter 15: Accident
Bo Yan’s demeanor softened. His pale knuckles tightened, grasping Bai Qi’s thin shoulder before releasing it.
“Let’s go.”
Bai Qi, enduring a slight shame, walked towards the school gate with him, his ears gradually turning red.
He had no idea where there was a pile of straw nearby, hoping that no one would see them during the scene, otherwise it would be too embarrassing.
He thought Bo Yan would take him to the suburbs, but after driving for a short while, they arrived at a place that resembled a winery.
Towering trees shaded the sky, with a complex building resembling a European castle standing in the middle. The main tone was gray; the tall surrounding walls were covered with vines, the entire area quiet and deserted.
Yet, in this ancient and austere manor, there was a large pile of straw.
The withered yellow straw was piled into tall, round mounds, and thickly spread on the ground. The dark branches overhead swayed, giving it a mysterious, primitive feel.
It was truly very hidden.
Bai Qi was quite delighted. Nobody would see them here.
Curiously following Bo Yan inside, the straw was incredibly thick, making a rustling sound underfoot. The further they went, the denser the towering straw piles became, forming irregular circles like straw huts, clean and not at all as stuffy as he’d imagined.
Joy filled Bai Qi’s eyes. This was the first time he had come to such a place, as if he had instantly entered the script.
No wonder Bo Yan always chose specific locations; it was indeed easier to get into the scene.
Soon, Bai Qi sat on the soft straw pile, carefully studying the script.
There weren’t many lines; it was mainly action scenes, testing his expression while undressing. He couldn’t just carelessly rip off his clothes like he did at home; he had to express Su Qi’s seductiveness.
For Su Qi, his beloved ambiguous acquaintance seemed to be constantly investigating and studying him. He tentatively tested his suspicions, and Dr. Jiang really followed.
While interpreting the script, Bai Qi tried to consider Su Qi’s emotions while undressing. Maybe it was anger, or disappointment?
He pursed his lips, feeling that this understanding wasn’t quite right; otherwise, what followed wouldn’t be undressing, but an argument.
He proactively asked Bo Yan: “Excuse me, what kind of emotion should Su Qi have here? Anger?”
“There’s anger, but it’s not the core,” Bo Yan lowered his gaze, staring at Bai Qi’s face, carefully explaining to him, “What truly moves him is desire.”
“Desire…” Bai Qi repeated the word, a hint of confusion in his tea-colored eyes, then nodded.
“I think I kind of understand.”
Ten minutes later, the two officially began their acting scene.
Su Qi, wearing a thin sweatshirt, stood at the edge of the straw pile, walking firmly towards the depths.
Around him were mounds of straw two or three meters high. It was exceptionally quiet; there wasn’t even the sound of wind or birds, only the rustling sound of the straw breaking underfoot.
However, if you listened carefully, you could hear a slight sound behind him.
It was also footsteps, every step exactly the same as Su Qi’s, following unhurriedly, always so calm and rational.
Su Qi glanced back, gritted his teeth, and continued walking towards the inside.
The sound behind him started again.
Until he was completely in the depths, surrounded by a maze-like, impassable pile of straw and trees, he finally stopped.
Dr. Jiang Bo Yan immediately stopped behind him, his footsteps exactly matching, standing behind a slightly loose pile of straw.
Through the gaps in the edge of the straw, he could directly see Su Qi’s thin back.
The surroundings suddenly fell silent.
Just as he was carefully observing what Su Qi was doing, Su Qi suddenly turned towards him, staring intently at him, as if he had guessed that someone was there.
Other people might have been startled, but Dr. Jiang Bo Yan, with his forensic calmness, didn’t move.
Digging up a body? Or silencing someone?
Behind his glasses, his eyes were full of scrutiny and suspicion, along with an unaware pang of regret.
The back of his hand gradually tightened, Dr. Jiang Bo Yan’s cold brows furrowed deeply.
The two stared at each other across the straw pile. After an unknown amount of time, Su Qi glanced at him and walked towards him.
One step, two steps.
His eyes seemed to turn into a seductive black in the dim light.
Su Qi raised his chin, his fingers pinching the hem of his sweatshirt, and in front of Dr. Jiang Bo Yan, almost defiantly taking off his clothes.
His dazzlingly white and smooth waist was revealed, his flesh firm and toned, his lines exceptionally beautiful, his delicate navel slightly trembling as he moved, his sensual allure exploding.
As he walked, he slowly and methodically took off his shirt, his flawless body exposed in the simple straw pile, his hair disheveled like a demon.
As the two grew closer, his soft white skin gradually turned pink, the youthful and sensual cherry red stunningly beautiful.
The straw pile shook, almost collapsing.
Su Qi’s slender body stopped in front of the straw pile, staring intently at the almost collapsing gaps in the straw, his suppressed emotions almost overflowing.
The next moment, he slightly bent down and took off his pants.
His milky white and tender thighs spilled out, his bones and flesh evenly proportioned and slender, as if they could be held in a single hand.
His thighs, calves, and white feet were completely exposed, even his joints were pink, incongruous with the rough straw around him.
“I’ve suspected you’ve been investigating me, but I didn’t expect you to really follow me today.”
He chuckled, unsure whether he was laughing at Dr. Jiang Bo Yan’s exposure or at his own naivety.
Then he bent down again, looking at his scattered clothes, and began to take off his underwear.
Dr. Jiang Bo Yan could no longer hold back, instantly flushing crimson, rushing out with bulging temples: “Enough!”
Su Qi’s white skin was almost completely pink, but his actions didn’t stop.
His thin white fingers hooked onto the edge of his underwear, only a meter away, taking them down in front of Dr. Jiang Bo Yan.
The air temperature soared.
Bai Qi’s beautiful face was full of coldness and stubbornness, but in reality, he was so ashamed that his fingertips were trembling.
He slowly tugged at his waistband, waiting for Bo Yan to stop him.
According to the script, Dr. Jiang Bo Yan would pause, then rush over with his eyes closed to stop him, eventually being pounced on by Su Qi, followed by kissing and intimate scenes.
However… Bo Yan still hadn’t come over.
Bai Qi’s expression unconsciously changed from stubbornness to embarrassment. He looked distressed but dared not look up to see what Bo Yan was doing, perhaps because he felt it wasn’t time yet.
He had to persevere.
His firm abdomen was almost exposed, the lower part becoming increasingly delicate pink, pure white without a single flaw, soft like a cloud.
The sweet fragrance mixed with the smell of straw, a youthful, primitive scent, easily arousing desire.
However, Bai Qi could no longer bear it.
Just as he was about to look up, his vision suddenly darkened, his hand firmly pressed by Bo Yan’s hot palm.
Bai Qi finally breathed a sigh of relief, quickly rushing forward according to the script.
He was too weak and light. The image of the two falling onto the straw pile together didn’t happen at all; Bo Yan’s tall figure didn’t move an inch.
However, Bo Yan didn’t move, but his hand was still on Bai Qi’s hand.
With both of them exerting force, the already precarious fabric was torn open.
The soft, plump flesh was suddenly exposed, the pink and white tremblingly intertwined and raised, the curve full and tender.
The situation was completely out of control.