Chapter 108

Chapter 108

Chen Zui and Xie Qingyue settled into a life of sweet domestic bliss, often unable to resist kissing and hugging, though they had yet to consummate their relationship.

Chen Zui was awaiting the custom-tailored women's outfits he had ordered for Xie Qingyue, while Xie Qingyue was waiting for Chen Zui to make a move. After all, actively asking for it felt a bit embarrassing.

Today, Chen Zui found himself cornered by Lu Buyan at the filming location.

"If I don't come looking for you, does that mean you’d never take the initiative to find me?" Lu Buyan grew angry every time he saw Chen Zui, yet he couldn’t help being drawn to that face so similar to Si Gui’s.

Since he couldn’t see Si Gui, he had to make do with gazing at this face instead.

Chen Zui thought seriously for a moment, then nodded.

Lu Buyan felt his blood pressure rising. He clenched his fists, but he couldn’t bring himself to hit that face.

He held back.

His fists unclenched, and he grabbed Chen Zui: "Come with me."

Just as Chen Zui was about to shrug him off.

Ao Tian: "Endure it for a while. The storyline of the other book is about to go completely off the rails. Don’t worry, once this is over, I’ll definitely ask the higher-ups for a reward for you—you'll be well compensated."

Chen Zui: "For the sake of your work going smoothly, I’ll endure it."

Ao Tian: "You’re the best to me~"

With such a great host, it truly was fortunate.

Chen Zui sat in the passenger seat and sent a message to Xie Qingyue: "I've been abducted by Lu Buyan."

He added a sobbing emoji.

Lu Buyan: "Who are you messaging?"

Chen Zui: "Family."

He locked his screen.

Lu Buyan didn’t ask further: "I’m taking you to my house today. Don’t embarrass me."

Before Chen Zui could respond, he added: "Don’t get the wrong idea—this doesn’t mean you’ll be made official. It’s just that my family has been pushing this arranged marriage on me. Bringing you back tonight is to show them I already have someone, so they can give up on that idea."

He spoke for a while but waited for no response.

During a red light, he glanced at Chen Zui: "Understood?"

Chen Zui nodded. Qing Yue was probably busy—he hadn’t replied to his message yet. Likely in meetings all day, no telling when he’d wrap up tonight.

The designer women’s clothing would arrive tomorrow.

He was really looking forward to it.

The car drove into a vast, brightly lit estate, exuding luxury from the gate onward. As soon as Lu Buyan escorted Chen Zui inside, they attracted the attention of everyone in the house.

The Lu family did not look pleased to see Lu Buyan bringing Chen Zui along, especially since the person they intended to introduce to him was also present—and they had informed Lu Buyan about this in advance.

Lu’s father cursed inwardly: *Rebellious son!*

As if completely unaware of the tense atmosphere, Lu Buyan strutted in with Chen Zui. He had originally asked Chen Zui to link arms with him, but Chen Zui refused.

He didn’t want to make a scene with his lover at home, especially not today.

So he held back.

"Dad, Mom, let me introduce someone."

He patted Chen Zui on the back: "Chen Zui, he's with me."

Lu’s parents nodded dismissively. Of course, they knew Chen Zui’s status—nothing more than an unsuitable lover. Still, they wouldn’t humiliate him too openly, as that would be undignified for them.

They simply gave Chen Zui the cold shoulder and warmly entertained the person they wanted to introduce to Lu Buyan.

After dinner, an unexpected guest arrived.

Lu’s parents: "Qing Yue is here."

Their faces lit up with parental warmth and fondness.

Xie Qingyue, carrying a gift, greeted the elders, then looked around in mild surprise at the full room of people. His gaze briefly lingered on Lu Buyan, who was staring at him.

"Apologies for the sudden visit. My mother recently returned from abroad and remembered Auntie’s fondness for spices from there. She insisted I bring some over for her."

Lu’s mother happily welcomed him.

The atmosphere grew livelier, though this liveliness had nothing to do with Chen Zui. Occasionally, Xie Qingyue would let his gaze drift unintentionally in his direction before naturally looking away.

Lu’s mother: "Qing Yue, look at Buyan—so grown but still so unreliable. He needs someone to rein him in."

Lu Buyan draped an arm over Chen Zui’s shoulder: "Haven’t I found someone already~"

Xie Qingyue’s eyes narrowed dangerously behind his glasses, fixed on Lu Buyan’s hand. While everyone was distracted, Chen Zui wasn't paying attention when that hand landed on him.

On instinct, he glanced at Xie Qingyue.

He looked furious.

Lu’s mother glanced at Lu Buyan’s arranged match and raised her voice: "Buyan, stop fooling around! Otherwise, your friend will have to leave this family dinner early."

Lu Buyan stood up immediately: "Fine, then we’ll leave now."

"Aunt Lu, no need to be upset," said the arranged match, who had maintained perfect decorum all evening. "It’s nothing—just friends messing about."

Lu Buyan looked at him. It seemed this guy hadn’t given up on the marriage arrangement yet. And then there was Xie Qingyue, who had found an excuse to come over. *People really can’t handle how desirable I am…*

The minor incident passed thanks to the prospect’s graciousness.

The atmosphere became lively again.

Lu Buyan found an excuse to pull Xie Qingyue aside into the garden. Believing he had spelled things out last time, he got straight to the point: "Qing Yue, quit pining after me. I won’t like you."

Xie Qingyue stared at him: "You should make time to visit my family’s hospital for a brain CT. You might have something wrong."

Lu Buyan: "Cut the act, you—"

Xie Qingyue cut him off, unable to listen further: "I don’t like you. I’m not into you at all. You can hit me, scold me, belittle me—but you can’t insult my taste."

With that, he turned and left.

Lu Buyan froze for a moment. Had he just been insulted?

Had he misread Qing Yue?

No! He must have been found out and was now furious from embarrassment!

Xie Qingyue turned a corner and spotted Chen Zui. Chen Zui had walked toward a small path on the other side, and he followed.

The hedge was taller than a person, neatly trimmed.

They hid in a dark spot with no light.

Xie Qingyue raised his hand and swept it toward Chen Zui's shoulder: "You let him touch you."

Chen Zui chuckled softly, pinching his chin: "You're so petty now."

He leaned in to kiss him.

Xie Qingyue turned his face away to avoid it: "How much longer until we tell him the truth? I can't wait any longer."

He couldn't bear another second.

Chen Zui kissed his cheek: "Soon."

Xie Qingyue: "So when are you coming home tonight?"

Chen Zui smiled even more broadly. This President Xie was so easy to coax.

He tilted his head: "Give me a kiss, and I'll come home early."

Xie Qingyue gave him a loud, smacking kiss.

After cuddling for a bit, the two parted ways. Lu Buyan ran into Chen Zui.

"What are you doing here?"

"Just wandering—got lost."

Chen Zui and Xie Qingyue had originally thought they would have to go to great lengths to reunite at home.

Unexpectedly, Lu's parents kept Lu Buyan behind—undoubtedly to lecture him—and asked Xie Qingyue to help send Chen Zui back.

Xie Qingyue naturally went along with the elders' arrangement and left with Chen Zui right in front of Lu Buyan.

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The custom-made women’s clothes Chen Zui had ordered for Xie Qingyue arrived, but what he didn’t expect was that when Xie Qingyue returned, he also brought back women’s clothes prepared for Chen Zui.

Neither could escape.

Each took their bag and, with perfect synchronicity, retreated to separate rooms to change.

Chen Zui opened the box.

Inside was a black-and-white maid outfit.

Ao Tian: I have to see this.

"Are you really going to wear it?"

"It's just a set of clothes."

Chen Zui didn’t care too much.

The maid outfit had a strapless top with half-sleeves hanging off the shoulders, and a short, flouncy skirt.

After Chen Zui put it on, his pectoral muscles were half-exposed. The light, fluttering skirt contrasted strikingly with his powerful, deadly long legs, especially with two black garters strapped around his thighs.

Ao Tian: "This sight is too beautiful—I dare not look."

Chen Zui put on the matching headband and left the guest room, heading upstairs.

He knocked on the bedroom door.

After a moment, the door opened.

Ao Tian: "If I look at him again, I'll cut off my visual perception."

Inside stood a beauty in a cheongsam.

The two gazed at each other in awe. Chen Zui had customized a red cheongsam for Xie Qingyue. His fair skin looked stunning in red.

The off-shoulder cheongsam revealed his broad, masculine shoulders.

There was a small cut-out on the chest.

The cheongsam was long, reaching down to the ankles, but the slit was cut very high, almost starting from the hip bone.

Chen Zui had also specially paired it with black stockings for Xie Qingyue. At that moment, his leg peeked out from the side slit, the stocking stretched thin over his thigh, the flesh barely visible—exceptionally sensual.

Unlike Chen Zui, who was completely at ease, Xie Qingyue stood somewhat awkwardly.

Chen Zui stepped forward, his fingers slowly caressing Xie Qingyue's cheek.

"So beautiful."

Xie Qingyue gained a bit more confidence.

"You're super cute too."

Chen Zui had never dreamed the word "cute" would ever be associated with him.

He grabbed Xie Qingyue's hand and raised it high above his head. Xie Qingyue understood his intention and slowly turned in a circle.

The red hem of the cheongsam swayed like a rose.

After turning, Chen Zui pulled him into an embrace, their eyes burning with passion as they gazed at each other.

Xie Qingyue had already taken off his glasses earlier, so this time their kiss was completely unobstructed.

Everything felt so natural and effortless.

"Wait, let me take off the stockings."

"No need."

The purpose of stockings wasn't to be taken off. With a wild tug, Chen Zui ripped the stockings apart, and fair, plump flesh instantly spilled out.

Xie Qingyue hadn't expected it could be like this.

This is so intense.

Chen the maid had already taken out a thick syringe with a fine tip—though of course the tip wasn't an actual needle but made of plastic.

Inside the syringe was a light green liquid.

Chen Zui remembered that tonight, as a maid, he was supposed to address Xie Qingyue as "Master," but the other was wearing the qipao he had custom-made.

So he spoke: "Madam, let's do the injection first."

Xie Qingyue could guess what was in the syringe—it was lubricant.

Still, the thought of what was to come made him feel somewhat embarrassed and ashamed.

After all, even that private area would be carefully examined by the other.

Chen Zui: "Please work with me, Madam."

His other hand rested on Xie Qingyue’s knee, then slowly pressed down.

Her stocking-clad leg emerged from beneath the red qipao.

Chen the maid aimed the syringe, steadily inserted it, and gently pressed the plunger, slowly injecting the light green liquid.

Xie Qingyue felt a cool sensation.

As the syringe was withdrawn, he detected a hint of mint.

Chen the maid: "How do you feel, Madam?"

Xie Qingyue’s face was even redder than her qipao. He lifted his leg and hooked it around Chen Zui’s waist, pressing down the fluffed-up skirt of the maid dress slightly.

"I think I need a stronger medicine."

"A stronger medicine would require a thicker needle."

"One moment, Madam."