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After being kissed by Ye Xingzhou for a long time, Qi Xing could no longer endure it and kicked him hard.
Ye Xingzhou retreated slightly but their lips still touched while their breath unsteady.
Qi Xing pushed him away: "What are you kissing for? Don't make it all sticky and gross. What are we, anyway? So cut it out."
After a moment of silence, Ye Xingzhou suddenly chuckled softly, causing Qi Xing to frown. Only then did Ye Xingzhou let go of him then lean back into the sofa as his gaze towards Qi Xing filled with unspoken meaning.
Qi Xing felt something was off and finally kicked him again then got up to sit from his side.
"Call someone to make dinner. I want to eat."
Ye Xingzhou stood up, then leisurely took off his coat and suit jacket. He rolled up the sleeve of his shirt and headed towards the kitchen area.
Qi Xing followed him: "You're making it yourself? Where's the chef?"
"On leave," Ye Xingzhou replied, opening the fridge to get ingredients.
Hearing this, Qi Xing was not pleased: "You should have said it earlier, then I wouldn't have bothered to come."
Ye Xingzhou ignored him as he skillfully prepared the ingredients. He washed and chopped which made it look quite decent.
Qi Xing watched from the side, then recalled the pasta Ye Xingzhou had made before. Although simple, it did taste quite good. Curious, he asked, "How does the young master of the Ye family know how to do this?"
Ye Xingzhou quickly marinate the steak and casually replied, "I entered the Ye family at fifteen and spent a few years studying abroad alone."
Qi Xing paused and realized that was indeed the case. People outside had mentioned that Ye Xingzhou was recognized by the Ye family only after high school: "Which country did you study in?"
Ye Xingzhou: "England."
"Hmm?" Qi Xing asked, puzzled, "Then why haven't you contacted Teacher Lin for over ten years? He's in mainland Europe, it's so close.”
Ye Xingzhou glanced at him and countered, "Why should I go find him?"
Because it would have been better to take the initiative than to waste the time becoming a pervert and awkwardly pining after someone and pretending not to care on the surface while secretly helping in various ways in the dark.
Qi Xing sulked inwardly but didn't forget to mock him: "No wonder someone like you doesn't have a partner."
Ye Xingzhou: "It has nothing to do with you."
Again with that line, damn it.
This conversation wasn't going anywhere.
Qi Xing planned to leave but Ye Xingzhou reached out and pulled him back: "Stay here."
He sulked and muttered, "If you keep talking like that, then I don't want to talk to you anymore."
"Weren't you the one who started it?" Ye Xingzhou reminded him, "If you can't say anything nice then don't expect others to say nice things to you."
Qi Xing: "How did I provoke you..."
Okay, he did.
"I said you don't have a partner because of that attitude you have. You clearly still have feelings for someone but act like it doesn't matter. You really won't have a partner for eight lifetimes but I'm not cursing you. I'm just telling the truth" Qi Xing huffed, even though it really wasn't his business.
Ye Xingzhou: "Do you have a partner? Didn't you say you were going to pursue him? Have you succeeded?"
Qi Xing: "Isn't that because you sabotaged it? Ah, I get it now. You just don't want me to pursue him, you..."
Ye Xingzhou shot back two words: "Idiot."
Qi Xing's expression froze: "Who are you cursing? What do you mean? I said you have a crush on me and you won't even admit it. Are you sick? You..."
More insults were cut off as Ye Xingzhou stuffed a freshly washed cherry tomato into his mouth.
Qi Xing chewed a couple of times and swallowed while shooting Ye Xingzhou a glare.
He couldn't be bothered to deal with this jerk anymore and look down at his phone. Yang Kaiming sent a message asking if he was still going out for drinks that night.
Qi Xing: "We'll see."
Yang Kaiming: "Can you really come? Is your family letting you go?"
Qi Xing: "Get lost, I have nothing to do with him."
Yang Kaiming: "Oh, oh, oh, did you two have a fight? Forget it, you might as well not come. If he tags along, we can't handle it."
Qi Xing: "Crazy."
Qi Xing was frustrated.
Both of them were crazy.
A hand reached over and grabbed his phone. Ye Xingzhou's gaze quickly scanned the screen and Qi Xing was very displeased: "What are you doing?"
"Don't message other people in front of me."
Ye Xingzhou coolly reminded him and dismissed the chat with Yang Kaiming but his gaze suddenly paused.
The next chat record was with him and labeled with "Beast."
Ye Xingzhou looked up as his eyes mocking as he gazed at Qi Xing.
Qi Xing snatched his phone back and realized that Ye Xingzhou had seen his label. Feeling a bit guilty, he boldly retorted, "You're a beast."
Then under Ye Xingzhou's stare, he huffed and changed the label right in front of him, this time to "Daddy."
Ye Xingzhou: "Daddy?"
Qi Xing: "I like it."
After saying that, he pressed the screen off and stuffed the phone back into his pocket.
Ye Xingzhou quickly finished dinner. He just fry some steak and sausages, mashed potatoes, vegetables and roasts two squabs. It was a simple Western meal but it looked good.
Qi Xing went to Ye Xingzhou wine cabinet to grab a bottle of red wine and opened it.
He had been eating at Ye Xingzhou's place quite a bit lately.
Not only did Ye Xingzhou have a lot of cars but he also had a variety of hidden wines that suited his taste; otherwise, he wouldn't have been willing to come.
Ye Xingzhou brought the food to the table and turned to see Qi Xing squinting his eyes while savoring the freshly opened red wine with his expression satisfied like a cat that had stolen a fish. Ye Xingzhou lowered his eyes with a fleeting smile in his gaze.
After dinner, Ye Xingzhou set up a projector to play a movie.
Qi Xing still held the wine glass and comfortably leaned on the sofa while sipping the wine and watching the movie.
It was still early.
Sometimes, they didn't always get straight to the point to do it.
Ye Xingzhou leaned against him with his thigh casually brushing against Qi Xing's and his hand resting on Qi Xing's leg, gently tapping it.
Qi Xing, perhaps a bit tipsy from the wine, was slow to react as it took several beats for him to notice. He lifted his eyelids, only to see Ye Xingzhou focused on the projection screen. The dim light casting shadows across his sharp, smooth profile while his hand's restless movements felt like a mere illusion.
Qi Xing stared at him for a moment and when Ye Xingzhou's hand wandered to the inner side of his thigh, he softly "hmm"-ed while trying to catch his hand and whispered, "Don't be a rogue."
Ye Xingzhou didn't let him succeed. His hand wedged at the base of Qi Xing's thigh and rubbed gently through the fabric of his pants with his gaze still fixed on the screen but his movements became increasingly indecent.
Qi Xing felt a bit restless. He wanted it but he didn't want to say it out loud.
It's just that his calf keeps brushing against Ye Xingzhou like a silent urge.
Ye Xingzhou refused to give in as his fingers teasingly grazed the sensitive area on Qi Xing's inner thigh but he didn't take it further.
Qi Xing was somewhat dissatisfied: "Let go..."
Ye Xingzhou pinched him again and suddenly, a phone rang.
He glanced at the caller ID while casually lowering the volume of the projector and pressed the speakerphone button.
"Xingzhou," it was Lin Zhinian's voice, "My second uncle signed the investment agreement with Ge Rui today. He's very happy and asked me to thank you."
Ye Xingzhou replied lightly but still did not release his hand from Qi Xing's leg.
Qi Xing frowned slightly. The company Lin Zhinian mentioned should be the large state-owned enterprise his uncle had talked about. If he wanted to thank him, he could have Lin Zhinian's uncle treat Ye Xingzhou to a meal. Why call him at night to say thanks? Heh.
The person on the other end continued, "Thanks to you this time and the previous project too. If it weren't for your help, my second uncle wouldn't have had the chance to connect with them."
Lin Zhinian kept thanking him, rambling on and on. Ye Xingzhou neither spoke nor interrupted and still casually watched the movie while his hand was roaming and kneading Qi Xing's leg.
After a while, Lin Zhinian's voice paused, probably hearing the background noise on Ye Xingzhou's side. He hesitated and asked, "Xingzhou, are you watching a movie? Did I interrupt you?"
Ye Xingzhou: "No."
Lin Zhinian seemed to breathe a sigh of relief: "That's good. Can we still be friends? I want to treat you to a meal, just the two of us, to thank you in person. Is that okay?"
Qi Xing kicked Ye Xingzhou while rolling his eyes. Lin Zhinian's second uncle wasn't dead; why shouldn't he come in person to thank him?
Ye Xingzhou had a nonchalant attitude: "We'll talk later. Let's arrange it when there's time."
Lin Zhinian: "How about next week? Next week is New Year's Day..."
"I'm going on a business trip," Ye Xingzhou interrupted him, "I'll be back after New Year's Day."
"Okay then, let's wait until you come back to arrange it." Lin Zhinian's voice sounded a bit disappointed but he could only say that.
Qi Xing grew impatient. He sat up and pushed Ye Xingzhou's shoulder then straddled him face to face.
Ye Xingzhou leaned back against the sofa and was not moving. He leaves the phone call with Lin Zhinian to ramble on as his gaze falls on Qi Xing's face and raise an eyebrow.
Qi Xing mouthed, "Bastard."
Ye Xingzhou pretended not to hear and Lin Zhinian, looking for something to say, started talking about his recently concluded touring art exhibition and Ye Xingzhou patiently listened.
Qi Xing was increasingly annoyed. He raises his hands to grab this jerk's shirt collar and leaning in close then bites down on his shoulder.
Ye Xingzhou's Adam's apple bobbed slowly as his hand rested on Qi Xing's waist and patting him gently.
When Qi Xing's teeth ached from biting, he finally released his mouth with his breath a bit unsteady and leaned into Ye Xingzhou's ear, whispering, "If you don't hang up, I'm leaving then. You bastard."
Ye Xingzhou acted as if he didn't hear and just turned his head to suck on the exposed skin at the back of Qi Xing's neck, eliciting a sharp intake of breath from him.
On the other end of the line, Lin Zhinian seemed to sense something and hesitatingly asked, "Xingzhou, are you still listening?"
Ye Xingzhou squeezed Qi Xing's waist while lazily replying, "Hmm."
Lin Zhinian fell silent for a moment then continued, "You and Young Master Qi... are you two already together? Xingzhou, is there still a chance for me? I admit I was wrong in the past, and I've regretted it for years. Can you…for the sake of our past feelings, give me another chance?"
Qi Xing sat up while coldly watching Ye Xingzhou as if watching a show.
Ye Xingzhou showed no signs of being moved, because instead of answering, he looked back at Qi Xing with interest.
This little wildcat's angry expression was probably not jealousy but rather anger at someone else coveting what he had claimed, or perhaps just being protective.
Even so, it was already quite amusing.
Lin Zhinian waited for a moment and not hearing Ye Xingzhou respond, uncertainly called out to him again: "Xingzhou?"
Qi Xing could no longer hold back and snatched Ye Xingzhou's phone and spoke up: "Teacher Lin, have you said enough? Everyone knows I'm with Ye Xingzhou and you're still trying to dig a corner [1]. Shouldn't I return what you said that day to you?"
[1] It literally translates to "dig the corner of the wall," but it figuratively means "to try to steal someone away from a relationship.”
Without waiting for Lin Zhinian to say anything else, he hung up the phone, turned it off and threw it down. He does it all in one go.
Even if he was seen as a green tea bitch, he accepted it. Who told this Teacher Lin to be so inconsiderate and calling him just when he wanted to get busy.
Ye Xingzhou laughed, which was quite annoying in Qi Xing's eyes.
He unbuttoned this jerk's shirt and lunged forward then bit down hard on his lip: "You should stop making calls to others in front of me, jerk."
Ye Xingzhou calmly accepted Qi Xing's proactive embrace and pressed his head down to pull him closer. He kissed him deeply and passionately while his hand slipped into Qi Xing’s waistband.
All of Qi Xing's insults turned into moans and gasps, leaving him with no time to think.