Chapter 40: Pinning Him Against the Tree and Kissing Him Hard

Chapter 40: Pinning Him Against a Tree and Kissing Him Fiercely

It was no easy feat for the production team to find such a rundown house, and setting up a decent bed in a shabby room was even harder. In the end, they simply built a large *kang*-style bed, big enough for three or four people.

So, Chu Yan and Zhou Yun had to share the same bed that night. Each had their own blanket, but Zhou Yun, who had never shared a bed with anyone before, felt extremely awkward and uncomfortable.

Chu Yan found his bashful behavior odd.

"You’ve had so many boyfriends, yet you’re acting all innocent? It’s not like I’m going to eat you."

"Innocent?" Second Young Master Zhou couldn’t stand hearing that. "Xiao Yan Yan, which eye of yours sees me as innocent? This young master just isn’t used to it, okay? I’ve never slept on such a hard, smelly bed in my life! Innocent? Hah! This young master is famously a playboy, a 'time management master'! And you’re calling me innocent? Do you even have a brain?"

"Yeah, yeah, you’re not innocent. You’re a ‘Mr. Seven-Times-a-Night’ stud, sleeping with eight people in one night. Happy now?"

Chu Yan’s original body was already delicate, and after a day of physical labor, he was exhausted and just wanted to sleep. His words came out half-hearted.

Unexpectedly, his casual remark made the legendary player bristle like a cat. Zhou Yun flushed from head to toe, stammering as he pointed at Chu Yan.

"You—you—Xiao Yan Yan, what nonsense are you spouting? This young master is a morally upright person! Do I look like that kind of guy? I just play around with them—I’d never touch them! Seven times a night? Eight people? Agh—Xiao Yan Yan, I never thought you’d be so indecent! And here I thought you were just a hopeless romantic. Turns out you’re so perverted!"

Chu Yan was dumbfounded. *This* was perverted? Did this playboy have some kind of misunderstanding about what "perverted" meant?

"How could you think of me like that? So lewd! Xiao Yan Yan, your mind is filthy! I’m so disappointed in you."

Chu Yan, who had already closed his eyes and buried himself under the blanket, was stunned. Though he’d guessed this guy might not be what the rumors claimed, he never expected him to be *this* innocent—completely opposite to his public persona. Just what kind of freak was Second Young Master Zhou, perfectly blending two extreme personalities?

"Yeah, yeah, you’re so decent you date six at once. So proper you change boyfriends faster than clothes."

*Hah! So the time management master is the innocent one, and me—a romantic purist who chased one person for fifteen years and still failed—am the perverted freak?*

Well, well. The world never failed to amaze him.

"Psh~" Zhou Yun scoffed smugly. "Six is nothing. If I wanted, I could date six hundred at the same time."

Chu Yan: "..."

When people were speechless, they really did feel like rolling their eyes.

"You’re badass!" Chu Yan gave him a thumbs-up before closing his eyes again. "Go to sleep, Mr. Badass."

Zhou Yun muttered complaints at Chu Yan’s dismissive attitude, but recalling his earlier "lewd" words, his face flushed again. *What the hell? How could a romantic purist like Chu Yan say such dirty things? Wait… has he already slept with Fu Hongan?*

If so, that bastard Fu Hongan was truly scum! Sleeping with Chu Yan while despising him, making the whole world mock and hate him, then breaking off the engagement afterward. What a trashy man! No wonder Chu Yan was completely disillusioned now—he must’ve been utterly devastated by that scumbag.

Chu Yan had no idea what nonsense the guy was imagining. Exhausted from the day’s labor, he just wanted to sleep. Zhou Yun didn’t last long either, soon drifting off.

At some point in the night, Chu Yan vaguely heard movement.

Having grown up alone, Chu Yan was a light sleeper. Combined with the lingering unease from that inexplicable gaze earlier, he was extra alert. The slightest noise jolted him awake.

The unfamiliar surroundings made his body tense instinctively. Moonlight filtering through the window revealed a shadowy figure creeping toward the bed. Chu Yan’s scalp prickled in terror.

*Was this some pervert or a village pervert?*

Movie scenes of old men preying on young boys and girls, along with real-life murder cases, flashed through his mind. Goosebumps erupted all over his body, and he held his breath in fear.

*Calm down, calm down…*

Chu Yan forced himself to think rationally. *There’s Second Young Master Zhou next to me. If I can wake him, two against one might work. But what if he doesn’t wake up and I alert the intruder? What if it’s a psycho who stabs me on the spot?*

Panic gripped him.

Just then, the figure reached his bedside—ghost-like, barely breathing. If not for his heightened awareness, Chu Yan wouldn’t have noticed.

*Wait… is this not a creep but an actual ghost?*

*Ahhh—* Chu Yan was about to lose it.

The figure bent over, as if to do something to him.

His mind went blank with panic, but Chu Yan acted on instinct. The moment something cold brushed his nose, he kicked the blanket up, hurling it over the intruder, then leaped from the bed, raining punches and kicks on the shrouded figure.

"Die, you damn pervert! Sneaking up on me like that!"

*Thud! Thud! Thud!*

"Bastard! How dare you ambush me? I’ll knock your teeth out!"

Chu Yan pummeled the figure under the blanket, hearing a pained grunt that only fueled his fury.

Thankfully, he’d been quick to trap the guy’s head under the blanket. Though the room was pitch-black, the figure’s build under the fabric was clearly large. *Thank goodness I stayed alert. Who knows what could’ve happened otherwise.*

Just as he thought that, an icy hand clamped around his ankle. Chu Yan’s blood ran cold. No matter how hard he struggled, he couldn’t break free. Then, the blanket was yanked away.

*I’m done for.*

"Zhou—mmph!"

Before he could call for Second Young Master Zhou, someone clapped a hand over his mouth.

Zhou Yun was dead to the world, showing no signs of waking. But the person pinning him down… smelled familiar.

"It’s me. Don’t scream."

Chu Yan’s eyes widened in disbelief. Moonlight from the broken window illuminated the man’s profile—chiseled as if carved by divine hands, his handsome face bathed in a luminous glow, as if filtered by nature itself.

And that face… was unmistakably familiar.

"Wang… Wang Xing?"

Chu Yan was stunned. Wasn’t this his ex-boyfriend, the model he’d just broken up with? "What are you doing here?"

Fu Junhang’s lips twitched in a grimace. *How should I know?*

The world had gone topsy-turvy. Fu Junhang, who’d dominated for half his life, had just been ambushed under a blanket and pummeled senseless. If word got out, his enemies would laugh themselves to death.

In all his years of dominance, who’d have thought he’d ever be caught off guard like this?

Still, he was relieved. His little fool wasn’t completely helpless—he could defend himself when in danger. That actually put Fu Junhang at ease.

Chu Yan stared, wide-eyed. Fu Junhang signaled for him to keep quiet before removing his hand.

"Tsk—" Fu Junhang winced as his head was ringing. "You hit hard."

The kid had aimed straight for his skull. Luckily, he was thick-skinned and tough. Anyone else would be unconscious.

Chu Yan felt a pang of guilt. "Sorry, I didn’t know it was you."

But then it hit him. "Wait, why should *I* apologize? What kind of decent person sneaks onto someone’s bed in the middle of the night? I showed mercy, you damn pervert!"

“*Cough*—”

Fu Junhang’s old face burned red with embarrassment, thankful it was pitch black at night and no one could see.

How to put it? He had underestimated the little dummy's alertness, which was why he was caught completely off guard.

“Sorry,” Fu Junhang quickly grabbed Chu Yan’s hand, “Didn’t mean to scare you.”

“Oh sure, you ‘didn’t mean to’—you totally did it on purpose.”

Chu Yan’s heart was still racing from the scare. He had really been terrified. “How did you—”

“Who’s there?”

Though they’d kept their voices low, the earlier commotion had roused Zhou Yun from his dead sleep. He was a heavy sleeper, though, and groggily rubbed his eyes, half-sitting up. “Chu Yan, what’re you doing awake at this hour? Talking in your sleep or what?”

Zhou Yun muttered to himself, only to see just Chu Yan sitting up in bed.

The moment he heard the commotion, Chu Yan had immediately pressed the man’s head into his chest and pulled the blanket over them. Luckily, the dark room only showed vague shapes.

“Oh, um—I just gotta pee.”

“Want company?”

“Nah.”

With a grunt, Zhou Yun just groaned and crashed back to sleep.

Chu Yan froze, terrified Zhou Yun might discover the unwanted guest in the room. Meanwhile, Fu Junhang, trapped against him, happily wrapped his arms around Chu Yan’s slender waist, snuggling contentedly in his lap, looking very much at ease.

“What the hell are you doing?!”

Only after Zhou Yun’s breathing steadied did Chu Yan dare lift the blanket. He saw the man sprawled dead weight across his legs, arms still tightly wrapped around his waist. He tugged at the man’s big head, but it wouldn’t budge.

“Get up!” Chu Yan hissed into his ear, leaning close.

Instead, Fu Junhang nuzzled his waist. “No way. I missed you. Just let me hold you.”

Chu Yan’s heart skipped a beat. An uncontrollable surge of emotion made his cheeks burn instantly, and his heart pounded wildly. Those three simple words made his heart race uncontrollably.

Finally embracing his long-yearned-for sugar baby, Fu Junhang was naturally satisfied. It was worth all those sleepless nights and the exhaustion of rushing back from the border.

Fu Junhang had actually arrived that afternoon, but with so many people around Chu Yan, he had no chance to get close. After the evening shoot finally ended, he was afraid that contacting his baby rashly would make him not want to see him, especially since Chu Yan had said last time that they were done and would have nothing to do with each other anymore.

But Fu Junhang couldn’t wait another moment. During those deadly jungle skirmishes, his mind was filled with thoughts of his baby. He’d figured it out.

This was no game; he had clearly fallen completely hooked.

“Over”? Impossible. Never in this lifetime.

However, Fu Junhang also knew that he couldn’t rush things. He had to proceed slowly, otherwise the little dummy would be scared by him; he was so timid.

But Fu Junhang couldn’t resist. He wanted to hug him, to kiss him. So, secretly kissing him while he slept shouldn’t scare him, right?

But who knew the kid would be so alert that he even managed to fool himself?

Damn it, it was his own fault for missing him so much that his restless emotions got the better of him when he saw him, leading to him being discovered.

But at least he got to hold him.

“Hey!” Chu Yan saw the man in his arms pretending not to hear, acting like a rogue. He simply grabbed the man’s ear and pulled him up. “You, out with me!”

Fu Junhang chuckled softly and obediently complied, letting Chu Yan pull him by the ear.

They stealthily made their way to a large tree beside a dilapidated house. Just as Chu Yan was about to speak, Fu Junhang pinned him against the tree, then sealed all his words with a fierce, tempestuous kiss.