Chapter 104

Chapter 104

A bare foot pressed down, toes flushing pink with effort.

Beneath it lay the smoke-gray fabric of suit trousers—exquisite and noble—now casually trampled and wantonly played with. The owner of the trousers showed no trace of anger; instead, he wore an expression of blissful submission.

When Lu Buyan heard Chen Zui say he was very obedient to Xie Qingyue, a twinge of discomfort stirred within him. After all, this particular "canary" never listened to his own patron.

He stared at the face on the phone screen.

But then he remembered that Qingyue had only agreed to look after Chen Zui because Lu Buyan liked him—in reality, he was monitoring Chen Zui, who remained completely unaware.

The discomfort in his heart vanished.

Fortunately, Qingyue wasn’t the cruel type who would harm Chen Zui. Otherwise, someone as foolish as Chen Zui would have long been played to death by Qingyue.

So he thought.

Yet he never imagined that his good brother was currently playing with his lover’s dick.

Right now, on the other side of the video call.

"You should try to bother Qingyue less."

He feared that if Qingyue showed Chen Zui even a little kindness, the fool might develop feelings for him. He couldn’t stand the thought of being cuckolded—even the slightest hint was unacceptable.

Chen Zui appeared to be looking at the phone, but his gaze was actually shifted to the side, fixed on Xie Qingyue’s face, which was alight with desire. That handsome face suited such a vivid expression perfectly.

So fucking provocative.

Fuck.

His eyes shifted to the other’s busy, deft hands.

But this skill alone wasn’t enough; it wouldn’t help him win this round.

He pressed down harder with his foot.

Pain and pleasure sometimes went hand in hand.

"What? Did President Xie complain to you?"

Chen Zui asked, then squeezed lightly with his toes as if punishing him.

Xie Qingyue shuddered. He was about to break. The unprecedented experience, the stimulation of having Lu Buyan virtually present, and the sense of taboo made him both guilty and excited, nervous yet exhilarated.

His entire body’s sensitivity heightened.

It drastically shortened the time he could hold on.

But he didn’t want to lose. What fun would it be for him to wear women’s clothing? He wanted to win—he wanted to see Chen Zui dressed in women’s clothing.

A man’s desire to win could be terrifyingly strong.

Xie Qingyue suddenly let go and leaned forward abruptly, taking him deep into his mouth.

Chen Zui’s hand holding the phone jerked. His tensed jawline hid any sound as he swallowed, not betraying himself despite Xie Qingyue’s surprise attack. However, the change in his expression caught the attention of Lu Buyan on the other end of the call.

"What’s wrong with you?"

Chen Zui now looked down, seeing only the top of someone’s thick-haired head.

So desperate to win, he’d resort to any means.

"Nothing. The game is just tough—the opponent’s moves are really... kinky."

He clearly felt Xie Qingyue stiffen for a second. The next moment, the other warned him with action—biting down, grazing with his teeth warningly.

Chen Zui let out a slow breath.

This time, Ao Tian didn’t shut off its visual perception. Xie Qingyue’s clothes were still perfectly intact. It liked their positions—it seemed as though the other was submitting to Chen Zui.

It filed this away in its database.

To win, Xie Qingyue worked diligently with his mouth.

Lu Buyan: "What’s that sound on your end?"

Lu Buyan: "Sounds like someone’s eating, and really enjoying it."

Aside from anything else, his conversation with Chen Zui was truly a meaningless, pointless small talk.

Xie Qingyue, who was eating with great relish, blushed at Lu Buyan’s comment. His cheeks were stuffed full, bulging out as he diligently tried to suck out the creamy center/filling—the essence of the food. It would be a shame to miss it. Now, he had already tasted a hint of it, with a faint scent of roses.

Chen Zui: "Gotta go."

Before Lu Buyan could react, Chen Zui had already ended the video call. Then, with a forceful press of his foot, the half-kneeling Xie Qingyue swayed and collapsed completely before him, like a pitiful, trembling worshipper falling against him, even forgetting to continue eating.

Chen Zui’s hand slowly reached toward Xie Qingyue’s head—perhaps to save him, or perhaps to...

His open palm pressed down on Xie Qingyue’s head, immobilizing him.

Then, mercifully granted him what he had long desired.

"Gulp, gulp—"

The sound of swallowing.

When the mouth is nearly overflowing, the instinctive reaction is to swallow.

The swallowing went on for a while before stopping.

Chen Zui lifted Xie Qingyue’s head—a flushed face, with traces of food still at the corners of his mouth. His hand moved to Xie Qingyue’s cheek, cupping it tenderly.

"The women’s clothing—I’ll personally prepare it for President Xie."

Xie Qingyue: ...

Even after going that far, he'd still lost.

For a moment, he was speechless.

Chen Zui used his thumb to wipe away the residue at the corner of Xie Qingyue’s mouth, then pushed his thumb into Xie Qingyue’s mouth. "Not wasting food is a good habit."

Xie Qingyue was still sulky about losing. It wasn’t that he couldn’t accept defeat—he was just disappointed he wouldn’t get to see Chen Zui in women’s clothing. Rarely acting petty, he nipped Chen Zui’s thumb.

"Putting your fingers in someone else’s mouth isn’t a good habit."

Xie Qingyue stood up. The stain on the gray fabric was obvious, but at this moment, Xie Qingyue was remarkably poised and unbothered, radiating President Xie's commanding aura.

"Don't do such dangerous things in the future."

After leaving these words, Xie Qingyue left the guest room and returned to his own bedroom as usual. The moment he closed the door, he leaned back against it.

His heart, which had been in his throat, finally settled, though his pulse hadn't yet returned to normal.

Chen Zui was truly too bold.

Bold enough to make your blood race, to make you want to do all sorts of crazy things with him.

Xie Qingyue raised his hand and wiped his lips; Chen Zui's taste still lingered in his mouth. In that moment, did he swallow it to win, or was winning just an excuse for wanting to swallow it?

He was no longer sure.

Lu Buyan tried video calling Chen Zui again, but he didn't answer. He was so furious he nearly threw his phone. He couldn't stomach this anger. He couldn’t care less about Qingyue liking him anymore—he had to go back and teach Chen Zui a lesson.

Show him what it really means to be a lover!

Chen Zui felt no guilt. It had to be said, Xie Qingyue’s mouth was truly warm and moist.

And he knew what he was doing.

Ao Tian: "Hehehe, our Dark Transmigration Bureau hooked you up with quite a wife, didn’t we?"

Chen Zui: "Your Dark Transmigration Bureau really has good taste."

Ao Tian was about to gloat.

Chen Zui: "By the way, Liang Chen didn’t give me the newcomer’s gift pack. He’s your underling, so you should cover for him, right? After all, someone as amazing as you, Brother System, cleaning up your subordinate’s mess is absolutely no problem."

Ao Tian couldn’t boast anymore. How, even in the fifth world, could he not escape the newcomer’s gift pack! Those four words were giving him PTSD!

Chen Zui: "You’re the most reliable."

Ao Tian: "...I—I-I-I am, of course, reliable..."

Ao Tian muttered weakly: "Just wait, I’ll go get it for you now."

Chen Zui: "Sorry for the trouble, thank you."

Ao Tian hung up on Chen Zui and let out a long sigh, groaning and lamenting. He opened the store interface, and when he once again found himself at the newcomer’s gift pack counter:

"How many newcomer’s gift packs are you going to buy?"

"Haven't you been bringing the same person lately?"

The one in charge of sales was a virtual mechanical rabbit, studying Ao Tian, who had changed his virtual avatar to a baby octopus: "Are you being scammed?"

Ao Tian jerked his head up: "No, why would someone that good scam me? He just doesn't remember."

Ao Tian: "Even though he doesn’t remember anything, he still always asks me for the newcomer’s gift pack. Doesn’t that just show he’s a dedicated person?"

Rabbit: ...

The rabbit’s gaze turned worried: "I remember you were planning to save up enough points for a human body and identity, right?"

Ao Tian nodded.

Rabbit: "Take my advice, don’t do it. Someone like you, if you go to the human world, you’ll either turn into a lovesick fool or get sold out and still help count the money."

Ao Tian: ...

He stuck two tentacles under his head, as if he were putting his hands on his hips: "You... hurry up and give me the newcomer’s gift pack."

That wouldn't happen to him.

He had learned so many skills and knowledge from Chen Zui. Once he became human, he’d be the one to manipulate others.

Just thinking about it.

Ao Tian baby octopus’s little mouth lifted at a 45° angle, smirking slyly.

After obtaining the newcomer’s gift pack, he reconnected the voice call with Chen Zui: "Chen Zui, I've got the gift pack~"

Chen Zui: "Wow, you’re awesome."

Chen Zui: "It's gotta be you—quick and reliable. It’s an honor to work with you."

Ao Tian felt all warm inside. How could Chen Zui possibly scam him! These must be sincere words! He doesn’t ask Liang Chen for the newcomer’s gift pack—only me. This is true comradeship!

"Hehehe, let’s open the gift pack."

"Okay."

Ao Tian: "Heaven and earth, bring good things quickly~"

Ao Tian: "OMG!"

Chen Zui: "What is it?"

Ao Tian: "Duplicate!"

Chen Zui’s first impression of this ability was that it was pretty cool, though he probably wouldn’t need to use a duplicate in this world—not very useful.

If it were in his original world, he could put together his own team and take on tasks.

Ao Tian: "That means you can create another body. According to my vast database, having a duplicate means you can have a three— with Xiao Xie."

Chen Zui hadn’t thought of that, and suddenly became more interested.

Ao Tian thought to himself that it would’ve been possible in the previous world too, but most of their energy in the last world was spent on surviving and helping others survive.

It was rather heavy; there was no time for fun and games.

This gift pack was a kind of compensation.

Ao Tian loaded this ability for Chen Zui, who tried it out immediately. He stood in the middle of the room, and particles drifted out from him, taking his exact form before solidifying. Soon, there were two Chen Zuis in the room.

Chen Zui raised his hand, and the other him raised his hand too.

It was like looking in a mirror.

But the duplicate was more than that. He lowered his hand, but the duplicate’s hand remained raised.

Suddenly, the duplicate threw a punch at Chen Zui, who tilted his head to dodge and punched back. For a while, he controlled both bodies, trading blows.

Two pairs of pitch-black eyes burned with excitement.

Ao Tian was amazed that Chen Zui could control it so well so quickly. His host was incredible~

The doppelganger had no independent consciousness; it was Chen Zui's brain controlling both bodies. So Ao Tian was right—Chen Zui was indeed very skilled. Most people struggled to even draw a circle with one hand and a square with the other simultaneously.

Perhaps it was also due to his experience controlling two bodies in the previous world. Though his memories were temporarily sealed, the ability remained.

They practiced for quite a while before stopping.

Chen Zui felt completely refreshed. Setting aside the "3" matter for now—just the ability to spar with himself deserved a solid 90 points.

Moreover, having two Chen Zuis in this world was completely unscientific.

Xie Qingyue seemed like someone who firmly believed in science.

—

The next morning, while brushing his teeth, Xie Qingyue still felt a dull ache at the corners of his mouth.

He had always been somewhat uncertain about the positions between Chen Zui and Bu Yan. As Bu Yan’s close friend, he believed Bu Yan would never willingly take an inferior position—it just wasn’t in his nature.

But Chen Zui…

He didn’t seem the type either.

And yet—pressing his tongue against the corner of his mouth—he thought it would be a shame not to make use of such… features.

Xie Qingyue’s mind wandered, the buzzing of his electric toothbrush bringing him back to reality. He realized he had never actually considered the possibility of him and Chen Zui…

He was well aware that he had picky standards in this regard. Over the years, he had never been interested in anyone—whether through introductions or those who pursued him, he always found some flaw to nitpick.

But when it came to Chen Zui…

It was like an old house catching fire—burning fiercely and quickly.

If it were Chen Zui, he imagined every inch of the man’s body. Having Chen Zui lie there motionless would be a waste. Someone like Chen Zui should be the one doing the hard work.

That felt like the right dynamic.

And Xie Qingyue found himself willing to accept it.

He realized that, after losing his sense of morality, his bottom line was quickly eroding too.

—

Breakfast that morning was porridge, a thick and glutinous white rice porridge.

Every time Xie Qingyue lifted a spoonful to his mouth, he was reminded of what he'd eaten the night before. Combined with his earlier wild thoughts, he spent the entire morning distracted and unfocused.

Chen Zui observed Xie Qingyue, contemplating what kind of female attire would suit him best.

But before deciding on any outfit, he needed to know Xie Qingyue’s body measurements.

“Are you heading to the office today, Mr. Xie?”

“Yes.”

“What are your plans for today?”

“My plan is to wait for Mr. Xie to come home.”

It was a response that touched Xie Qingyue. Probably everyone wishes for someone to keep a light on and wait for them at home.

He looked at Chen Zui. “I’ll come back early.”

Ao Tian commented, “You two are already living like you're together.”

With the thought of someone waiting for him at home, Xie Qingyue felt motivated all day, eager to finish work and return early. However, as he prepared to leave, he was intercepted by an unexpected person in the parking lot.

Liang Youjing, heavily disguised, removed his sunglasses. “Mr. Xie, can we talk?”

Xie Qingyue pretty much knew what he wanted to discuss. There was no need to make things messy, so he checked his watch. “You have five minutes.”

Liang Youjing’s expression darkened slightly.

“Alright, let’s talk in the car.” He gestured toward his vehicle.

Xie Qingyue had no intention of getting into the car with him. If someone took a photo, it would surely spark rumors. Speculation about their relationship was one thing, but if people thought he only lasted five minutes before getting out…

Xie Qingyue didn’t want to be misunderstood like that.

“No need. There’s no one around here now.”

Liang Youjing couldn’t force him into the car, so he had to talk right there in the parking lot. “Mr. Xie, the role you took from me was very important to me. I know you’ve already shot a lot of scenes and can’t possibly reinstate me, but I heard you’re investing in another project. Could you arrange a role for me in that one?”

He was asking for compensation.

That role was his first film part—a door opener. Now that it had been snatched away, how could he not panic?

What mattered most was that his first film role was in a major production with big names.

He needed a high starting point to raise his profile.

“I know Mr. Xie took the role to help a friend, and I completely understand. But I hope you can understand my position too. Both Chen Zui and I need opportunities—I just haven’t been as lucky as him, with someone backing me.”

He gave a strained smile.

Xie Qingyue, being clever, understood the underlying meaning. He checked his watch again. “Your time is up.”

“Mr. Xie, about the role in the new project…”

Xie Qingyue adjusted his glasses, exuding a cold, elite aura. “If you wish to try out, you’re welcome to submit your resume through the standard procedure.”

Liang Youjing was dissatisfied with the response. “Mr. Xie, Chen Zui…”

Before he could finish, Xie Qingyue cut him off. “If any negative rumors about Chen Zui surface online, I guarantee you will vanish from this industry entirely.”

Xie Qingyue took a step forward, his authoritative aura pressuring. “You should be careful who you threaten.”

He then sidestepped Liang Youjing and headed toward his SUV.

Liang Youjing had always been more focused on seeking attention than studying his roles during filming. He had no spark with Chen Zui, so replacing him was necessary, both professionally and personally.

Both rejected and humiliated, Liang Youjing tightened his fists.

—

When Xie Qingyue returned home and saw the lights on in the villa, he felt a warm feeling in his heart.

“Welcome back, Mr. Xie. You must be tired from work.”

Xie Qingyue realized Chen Zui’s words were really sweet—and his kisses were sweeter still.

After the two had dinner and finished their nightly routines,

Chen Zui brought out the tools: "Xie Qingyue, to get your women's clothing ready for you, let's take your measurements tonight."

Actually, Xie Qingyue could have just told Chen Zui his measurements.

His clothes were all custom-made, and since he regularly worked out, he was quite familiar with his own measurements.

"Alright, thanks."

Chen Zui picked up the measuring tape: "Let's start with the chest first."

"Please take your shirt off, Xie Qingyue, so we can get an accurate measurement."

He looked at Xie Qingyue. Both of them, up to no good, pretended to keep their distance while finding every excuse to get closer.

Xie Qingyue was silent for a moment.

In truth, he knew that with Chen Zui, he had always been at a disadvantage.

He wasn't happy with this situation.

He preferred having control in his own hands—even if he were to make a move, he wanted to be the one to start things.

So he spread his arms,

implying that Chen Zui should come over and help by unbuttoning his shirt.

Chen Zui stepped forward,

starting from the top button right below the Adam's apple.

"Xie Qingyue."

"This feels like unwrapping a gift."

"Do you like unwrapping gifts?"

Only one button remained. Chen Zui lifted his gaze to Xie Qingyue: "I like playing with my gifts until they're ruined."

The shirt was tossed onto the sofa.

Chen Zui picked up the measuring tape again. Standing directly in front of Xie Qingyue, he reached under his raised arms as if to draw him into a hug.

It was obvious that Xie Qingyue’s body was intentionally tense at that moment—tensing made his muscles stand out.

A guy's little vanity.

Xie Qingyue was no exception.

The measuring tape pressed against his skin, wrapping around from behind, held firmly in Chen Zui’s hand as he slowly wrapped around Xie Qingyue.

Their breaths were close enough to hear.

The tape gradually pressed against his chest, then tightened.

Xie Qingyue’s breathing became noticeably heavier.

The tape slipped down.

Chen Zui sighed in mock frustration: "It won’t stay in place."

He looked up at Xie Qingyue.

In an instant, Xie Qingyue understood his little game, and his ears turned red. Even though they had done more intimate things, he was too embarrassed to say it aloud.

He remained silent.

Chen Zui didn’t press him too hard: "Xie Qingyue, can I use this to hold the tape in place?"

His finger touched lightly.

Xie Qingyue pursed his lips then said: "Whatever."

Flat as it is, it certainly couldn’t hold the measuring tape—it required Chen Zui’s a little help.

Chen Zui’s two index fingers came in handy.

He still remembered how Xie Qingyue hadn’t let him touch him before getting drunk last time. Now, he was sober.

Xie Qingyue had sunk even lower.

Soon, the tape had something to be supported by underneath. Chen Zui pressed the tape firmly against it, tightening it.

Then he recorded the measurement in his notebook.

After measuring the upper body, the next step was to...

Chen Zui gently touched Xie Qingyue’s pants: "Xie Qingyue, this won't get an accurate measurement."

The pants were tossed onto the sofa.

But Chen Zui was still not satisfied. As a professional tailor, he needed the most precise measurements to create the best-fitting clothes.

"Xie Qingyue, this still won’t do."

Xie Qingyue hesitated this time. After all, Chen Zui was still fully dressed, and if he were to... it would be quite awkward.

"Xie Qingyue, work with me here."

"We’re just taking measurements for the clothes."

Xie Qingyue didn’t want to back down either, thinking, "We’re both men, what is there to fear?"

So he went along with Chen Zui’s wishes.

Chen Zui stood right in front of him, openly looking him over from head to toe.

At this moment, the glasses and socks on Xie Qingyue’s body were just perfect.

He crouched down to measure Xie Qingyue’s hips.

"Which side does Xie Qingyue usually put it?" As he spoke, his warm breath drifted forward, brushing against Xie Qingyue.

Xie Qingyue lowered his gaze, his eyelashes nearly touching his glasses. From this angle, looking at Chen Zui was pretty exciting.

He even felt an impulse to lean in a bit.

"Left side."

So Chen Zui picked it up and placed it on the left side to continue measuring.

Xie Qingyue’s Adam’s apple bobbed.

His gaze shifted back and forth between his own lips and Chen Zui’s, and under Chen Zui’s actions, what was placed on the left clearly began to change.

Chen Zui stood up and moved behind Xie Qingyue, who suddenly tensed up, his eyes darting sideways—but he couldn’t see Chen Zui completely.

Yet he could feel Chen Zui’s gaze—

direct and burning.

This time, Chen Zui reached from behind, sliding his hand from Xie Qingyue’s waist to the front, then pulling the tape measure back around.

A snow-white tape measure with red markings wrapped around the pale curve of his buttocks, gradually tightening in Chen Zui’s hand.

“President Xie.”

Xie Qingyue hummed in response from his nasal passage.

Truthfully, every time Chen Zui called him “President Xie,” it gave him pleasure—a thrill.

It gave him a sense that this person could be under his control, though in reality, Chen Zui was the best at defying authority.

Like right now.

The person behind pressed against him.

One hand still held the tightened tape measure at the back, while the other moved into his line of sight at the front, lifting and dropping the tape measure, repeatedly.

“Can I get with you?”