Chapter 23: Assistance
Huh?
Bai Qi blinked, turning to look at him. Under the light, Bo Yan’s expression was serious, earnestly seeking his opinion.
“What’s the benefit for you?” Bai Qi asked, confused.
Bai Qi seemed too obedient. Even though appearing on a variety show was a joint decision, he hardly considered himself, constantly concerned about Bo Yan’s gains and losses.
“After the movie is released, they’ll heavily promote the CP between me and the male lead. I don’t want to be too closely tied to someone in the industry.”
Bo Yan lifted his eyelids, his tone nonchalant, “Being tied to two CPs prevents a one-sided situation.”
“So that’s it,” Bai Qi nodded knowingly, then asked expectantly, “Will you let me know if there are suitable opportunities in the future?”
Bo Yan finally smiled, “Okay.”
Since appearing on a variety show was for Bo Yan’s good, Bai Qi felt relieved, even wondering how much money they would earn.
He didn’t understand variety shows and didn’t think he would gain fans, but even if he was cyberbullied on the show, it didn’t matter. With this money, his family would be much better off, and his mother could rest at home.
Bai Qi felt happy, increasingly believing Bo Yan was his lucky star, turning to proactively say, “Why don’t we practice a scene?”
Bo Yan’s eyes darkened slightly, nodding in agreement.
Both were lying on the bed, Bo Yan’s long fingers turning the pages of the script, Bai Qi leaning over to watch.
They were practically touching, their breaths intertwined, looking unusually intimate.
The small room was quiet, only the occasional sound of turning pages.
Soon, Bo Yan chose a scene and handed him the script: “I’m not sure how to handle this part myself.”
His expression was calm, but the scene he pointed to was extremely embarrassing.
This part was where, due to the incident in the haystack, they were almost together. Back in the room, Jiang Bo Yan was moved, confessing his intentions and asking if Su Qi was the suspect.
Su Qi had already guessed a little, but hearing it firsthand made him angry. He deliberately tied up Jiang Bo Yan to bully him severely, and Jiang Bo Yan didn’t resist.
After that, they finally talked things out and got together. This was a crucial turning point in the plot.
The script described in detail how Su Qi bullied Jiang Bo Yan, from the steps to the mindset.
The person he was about to act with was right beside him, and they were currently discussing how to bully him… Bai Qi was extremely embarrassed.
His body under the covers became increasingly hot. He felt Bo Yan was like a furnace beside him.
However, he’d already agreed, and it was his own suggestion. Even for the sake of face, Bai Qi couldn’t refuse.
He softly said okay, then pursed his lips to study the script. Bo Yan got up, seemingly to find a rope.
Ten minutes later, Bai Qi finally memorized the steps, holding the rope and lowering his head, “Then…shall I begin?”
“Okay.”
Bai Qi took a deep breath, mentally preparing himself. He had acted Su Qi several times and could get into character.
Soon, his brows furrowed, his angry gaze fixed on Bo Yan: “You’re right; I’m the murderer. My next target is you.”
He angrily rushed over, pushing Bo Yan onto the bed, wrapping the rope around his arm.
Bo Yan frowned at his actions but didn’t struggle, letting Bai Qi tie him up.
The thick black rope wrapped around Bo Yan’s pale forearm, veins subtly bulging.
Bai Qi casually wrapped it a few times and tied it, ensuring it wouldn’t hurt Bo Yan, then placed his hands on Bo Yan’s shoulders as in the script.
The warm yellow light softened Bo Yan’s coldness, as clear as moonlight, like thin snow on a mountain. Yet, his hands were bound by the rough rope, the crudeness and abstinence intertwined, almost a desecration.
Bai Qi’s fingertips tightened; he couldn’t describe his feelings, his heart beating faster.
He stared at Bo Yan’s sharply defined neck; next, he should bite him hard.
With a heavy heart, he leaned closer, biting Bo Yan’s neck.
The supple skin was hot. Bai Qi’s eyelashes trembled, unconsciously biting harder.
Bo Yan’s neck suddenly tensed. Bai Qi’s forehead brushed against his chin, his cheek against his neck, his white teeth firmly biting the flesh, his soft lips also pressing against it, arousing him to the point of almost losing control.
Bo Yan raised his chin, leaning against the mirror, his breathing getting heavier, veins gradually appearing on his neck.
Feeling Bo Yan seemed to be in pain, Bai Qi quickly let go.
Two rows of small, sharp teeth marks appeared on his long neck, slightly red, still wet, strikingly noticeable.
Bai Qi was extremely embarrassed, but Bo Yan still didn’t stop him, so he continued as per the script.
His slender fingertips trembled as he touched him, peeling back half of Bo Yan’s bathrobe. A glimpse of pale white flashed; Bai Qi subconsciously closed his eyes.
They were so close; even without seeing, the intense body heat surged over him, making his cheeks increasingly red.
The scene continued. Bai Qi, eyes closed, lips slightly pursed, leaned down.
He didn’t know where he kissed, but the soft touch was surprisingly nice, like jelly or silken tofu, then suddenly tensed and hardened, unable to relax.
Bai Qi’s mouth was full of Bo Yan’s scent; even his breath was soaked with it. They were tightly pressed together.
His soft white hands slowly moved down.
He thought it was nothing; Bo Yan had helped him before. But when he actually touched it, Bai Qi was almost burned, instantly retracting his hand, his entire body turning red.
He recoiled in shame, but Bo Yan’s large hand firmly pressed him back.
“Don’t go,” Bo Yan, who had somehow untied the rope, panted, resting his chin on his shoulder, his voice hoarse.
Bai Qi looked helplessly at the mirror, finally seeing what he had done to Bo Yan: his black hair and pajamas disheveled, his chest and lower abdomen mostly exposed, panting constantly, completely bullied.
Bo Yan’s cheeks were flushed; his handsome face was full of discomfort, his voice muffled, “Should we stop now?”
Being questioned in such an almost accusatory manner, Bai Qi felt immensely guilty.
How could he just leave Bo Yan like this?
Remembering Bo Yan had helped him without complaint, Bai Qi clenched his fist, his pretty face increasingly red.
“Are…are you almost there?” He was still extremely embarrassed, as if asking to confirm, his voice barely audible, not realizing the implications of his words.
Bo Yan was momentarily stunned, his ears, hidden under his black hair, red, softly humming.
Bai Qi relaxed slightly. He tried to think of it as nothing, just helping out, even Bo Yan, who was straight, didn’t mind.
His tender hand slowly reached out again, captured, gripped, and lowered by a long hand.
Both their hearts pounded, almost simultaneously humming.
Bo Yan’s breathing instantly became erratic, his tall figure leaning against Bai Qi, his forehead against his hair, panting heavily.
Bai Qi was ashamed to the point of madness, shocked by the thing in his palm, wanting to escape, but he couldn’t, held tightly by Bo Yan, terrible heat sweeping between them.
The room temperature rose; only their intertwined breaths and some extremely ambiguous sounds remained.
Opposite, the large mirror clearly reflected their excessive actions, directly displayed before Bai Qi, unavoidable.
Bai Qi blushed, his body hot, his tender palm trembling, forced to accept something not his, his strength gradually worn away, until Bo Yan was completely leading him.
Time passed incredibly slowly, seeming endless.
After a long time, Bai Qi’s slender body was covered in a thin layer of sweat, his face as alluring as a rose, limply carried to the bathroom by Bo Yan.
His numb, hot palm soaked in warm water, no longer feeling like his own.
Bai Qi also discovered Bo Yan’s flaw for the first time.
How could he have no sense of time whatsoever?
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