APCF – Chapter 107 Not Afraid

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On the morning of New Year’s Day, Qi Xingchen finally had a day off, but he didn’t want to sleep any longer.

He was awakened by the feeling of a heavy object on his legs, and found that Bo Ye had used his entire body as a pillow, hugging and clamping him tightly from behind. The kind that is so tight that you can’t even turn over.

But he was not willing to be just a human-shaped pillow, and tried hard to turn over without waking up Bo Ye. As a result, as soon as he moved, he felt a resistance from his waist, which made him unable to move at all.

…Qi Xingchen whispered, “Are you awake?

Bo Ye squeezed out a sound from his throat, “Yeah. You didn’t eat last night, are you hungry?” As he said that, Qi Xingchen was about to turn over again. He wanted to talk to Bo Ye face to face.

But Bo Ye was completely unmoved, and he held his arms tightly to prevent him from turning over.

This time, the two didn’t know how long they would see each other again, and Qi Xingchen especially wanted to take advantage of the time they were together to see more of Bo Ye. After all, science shows that looking at handsome guys is good for your body and mind.

He continued twisting without giving up.

Bo Ye kissed the back of his round head, “Don’t move.”

“Why?”

He was speechless for a moment, “You’re about to make me hard.”

Hearing this, Qi Xingchen was slightly embarrassed. As they are both men, he certainly knows that everyone will have certain natural reactions in the morning. But he was used to sleeping normally, so he didn’t think about it at all.

“Are you feeling uncomfortable?” He licked his lips.

Bo Ye: “What do you think?”

“Then I… help you with it?”

I really want this guy to shut up.

However, Qi Xingchen did not understand what he meant. He thought that not speaking meant consent. He slowly stretched his hand back and touched Bo Ye’s waist very accurately.

At this moment he was very glad that he couldn’t see Bo Ye. If they were face to face, he would never be able to do such a thing. His hands trembled uncontrollably as he tried to untie the string of the other person’s pants.

He failed to find the knot the first time. He did find it the second time, but the knot seemed to be against him and he couldn’t get it untied no matter how many times he pulled.

Looking at the trouser rope that was getting tighter and tighter as he pulled it, Bo Ye’s expression gradually became gloomy.

He grabbed the little hand that was groping around randomly and said, “Be honest.”

Qi Xingchen was anxious: “Why can’t you find it?”

“No need to look for it,” Bo Ye forcefully pulled his hand back, “Stop bothering me, be good.”

! Don’t bother?

Qi Xingchen didn’t want to be good, he suddenly got a little angry. He is Bo Ye’s boyfriend, and he has the obligation to help Bo Ye solve all problems. It’s just a matter of moving your hands. Nothing is impossible.

Moreover, Bo Ye had helped him before, and he had experienced the bitterness of it. He also wants to make Bo Ye comfortable

Qi Xingchen became so stubborn that he not only refused to obey, but also rubbed it hard on purpose.

Bo Ye became more and more angry as he was rubbed by him, and finally he could not bear his desire any more: he half raised his upper body, lowered his voice and asked in the culprit’s ear: “You are really not afraid, are you?”

“Not afraid!” Qi Xingchen said angrily, “Why should I be afraid of you?”

“Okay, that’s what you said.”

Bo Ye pressed his back fiercely, “Don’t move, keep your legs together.”

Qi Xingchen was caught off guard and his head was pressed into the soft pillow. He was still confused about why he had to keep his legs together.

The next moment, a hot uninvited guest broke in between the legs.

The delicate skin at the base of the thighs was rubbed red almost immediately.

Hmm… He couldn’t help but let out a soft hum.

However, the person who usually treated him as well as possible, who didn’t want to see him suffer any injustice and who even rubbed his feet with his own hands yesterday, was unmoved and instead increased the strength and amplitude.

Qi Xingchen could only close his eyes and hold the broken horn tightly.

This torture lasted for a long time.

Qi Xingchen finally understood why Bo Ye had disagreed before and why he asked if he was afraid.

Bo Ye was really thinking about him.

He lay straight on his side on the bed, his sweater pushed up to his armpits at some point. The back was covered with bite marks and rubbing marks, and there was even a small bruise on the side of the waist.

He wanted to turn over, but the slightest movement led to the burning pain and sticky feeling which taught him a profound lesson. He gave up the activity and returned to his straight position, staring at his knuckles which had turned red from gripping the corner of the quilt too hard.

His breathing had not yet completely calmed down. Bo Ye squinted his eyes and hugged him from behind: he lazily kissed his shoulder, “I’m sorry, I didn’t control myself just now.”

Qi Xingchen couldn’t stand Bo Ye speaking in a deep voice, especially like now with a hoarse tone, which was extremely sexy.

“It’s okay,” he said, “there’s no need to apologize to me.”

“I hurt you.”

Qi Xingchen shook his head, “It doesn’t hurt. I should thank you.”

“I was provoked by a little fan!” It was so severe that Bo Ye could control the range and strength of his movements at the beginning. Later, when he saw the person wearing his sweater lying there, holding two thin white long legs and taking whatever he wanted, his eyes turned red and his rationality disappeared.

When he came to his senses, the little fan had been tortured by him into this state. He said guiltily, “It’s my fault. Why are you thanking me?”

“Thank you for giving me a sense of reality: “Qi Xingchen paused, “and thank you for making me feel needed”

He was afraid of hurting the little fan, so he never touched him, but ignored his feelings.

The little fan like him so much, he must want to make him happy through his actions. His self-proclaimed sympathy is totally unfounded and will only make his young fan feel alienated and unwanted.

He is too self-righteous.

Bo Ye cursed himself secretly, sat up and helped the little fan clean his thighs while making amends: “Actually, I really need you. Yes, I need you very much. To what extent do I need you?”

Bo Ye’s movements were gentle, his words Sincere: “I need you so much that I want to see your face and hear your voice every day; I need you so much that I want to fall asleep with you in the night and wake up with you in the morning; I need you so much that I want to breathe the same air with you all the time.”

Bo Ye turned him over and looked him straight in the eyes. “Xingxing, if you have time during the New Year, come visit my house.”

Visit his house?

Do you mean… his parents?

But, but they have only been together for two months.

Qi Xingchen stuttered, “Isn’t it a little early to go to your house now?”

“What, you don’t want to?”

“No! Of course I do” Qi Xingchen quickly denied, “I just feel that we have known each other for less than a year and have been together for less than three months. You may not be sure who you want to take home.”

“Who says I can’t? I can.” Bo Ye repeated tirelessly, “I am sure that it is you I want to take home.”

Seeing Bo Ye’s firm attitude, Qi Xingchen was so moved that his body and legs were no longer sore. He could let him do it a hundred times.

At the same time, he couldn’t help but be afraid – would the other party’s family be able to accept two men being together? In the eyes of the world, this is abnormal, rebellious and even perverted, Dad Bai! Will Dad and Mom Bai hold a grudge against him for leading Bo Ye astray?

Even if the Bai family can accept homosexuals, will they approve of him?

Overall, he has no advantages except for his good looks and hard work; but Bo Ye is so dazzling.

The gap between the two is too big, he has no confidence to conquer the Bai family

Qi Xingchen rubbed his toes on the bed sheet. “I know, you said that in an interview before.”

“So what are you afraid of?”

Qi Xingchen- I’m afraid you’ll break my legs.

“OK” Qi Xingchen stopped rubbing the sheets with his toes and reluctantly agreed. “It’s settled then. Let me know when you’ve thought about it.”

“OK, I’ll tell you” After reaching an agreement, Bo Ye finally let Qi Xingchen go and carried him to the bathroom to take a shower. When Qi Xingchen came out of the shower, Allen brought him some anti-inflammatory and analgesic ointment. Qi Xingchen refused Bo Ye’s help, sat on the toilet and applied the ointment himself, doubting his life while looking at the red marks.

After discovering that Bo Ye couldn’t do housework, stayed in bed in the morning and was clingy: he unlocked a new characteristic of the other party

He usually looks like a gentleman, but I didn’t expect that at that moment he would be more like a beast than an animal.

Can we still get along happily in the future!!

Qi Xingchen will take the afternoon flight back to the crew. He didn’t want to waste even a second with Bo Ye. After packing up, xingxing  struggled to get into the kitchen.

Although Mr. Bo has zero life skills, he still knows how to bake bread. He put the toast into the bread maker, baked a piece, and Qi Xingchen ate a piece at the side. He baked a piece, and Qi Xingchen ate a piece at the side.

Finally, Bo Ye decided not to go to the dining room to eat. As long as a certain man named Qi was present, no piece of bread would make it to the table alive, so it would be better to eat it there.

He toasted all the bread at once, squeezed out the butter, jam and hazelnut paste separately, heated two cups of milk, and fried two unsuccessful eggs under the guidance of Mr. Qi.

Then he stood side by side with the man named Qi and shared the food, each taking a bite.

When eating the fried eggs, Qi Xingchen frowned, “I don’t want egg yolks. They are high in calories and cholesterol.”

“It’s okay to eat one.”

“I really don’t want it. I want to lose weight! Fat people can’t eat egg yolks.” Qi Xingchen insisted.

“Is there such a saying?” Bo Ye was half-believing and half-doubting, and opened his phone to check the calories in egg yolk.

His phone was still on the WeChat interface, and Qi Xingchen saw his profile picture: He suddenly remembered something, “Oh, I almost forgot to ask”

“What’s up.”

“When was this song written?”

Bo Ye recalled for a while, but couldn’t remember anything. “I can’t remember the source of the inspiration. It seems to have been floating in my mind for a long time, and it suddenly popped up one day. The lyrics were completed before the album was released.”

With Bo Ye’s memory, if he couldn’t remember it, he really couldn’t remember it. Qi Xingchen continued to ask the next question: “What about the avatar? Why use the ear monitor as the avatar?” The concert accident sent him into the book. When he first came in, he didn’t know where it was. In confusion, his intuition told him to find something. This thing might be related to the space.

So the next day, he turned the company’s warehouse where gifts were stored upside down. Finally, when he saw the ear monitor, he was sure that the thing he was looking for was it.

Because in real life, at the fan meeting on his fifth anniversary of debut, a fan gave him the same gift through the fan club.

The inscription on the inside is exactly the same: I look up to you from the abyss.

He wanted to know what the fans who sent him gifts had experienced, and asked his agent to ask the fan club, but it turned out that the fans who sent the gifts were anonymous, and the fan club could not be contacted either.

The clue was cut off just like that, but Bo Ye kept it all the time, hoping that fans could feel the light outside the abyss when they saw him wearing the in-ear monitor.

Until he traveled through the book, in order to quickly find the person who was related to the ear monitor and lived in the abyss and looked up to him, he changed his profile picture to the ear monitor photo. now

It is not necessary now.

Because he has decided to stay here to accompany his little fan.

Even if the little fan is not a real person, but just a character in the book, a paper man.

He still wanted to hide his identity as a book traveler and spend his life with him.

“Brother Ye?” Seeing him hesitate, Qi Xingchen asked, “Why do you use it as your avatar?”

Bo Ye came to his senses and didn’t want to lie but had to lie: “I like it very much.”