Chapter 147 – A massive social disaster

Translator: ChuRen/ YuQiChen

“What is this?”

The purple cylindrical object, about the size of Tang Qing’s palm, had some large and small bumps at the top.

Curiously, Tang Qing picked it up, feeling that it had a nice texture.

In his mind, a sense of foreboding flashed belatedly.

But Tang Qing’s hand, ahead of his brain, made a move that he would regret all night.

He casually pressed a button on top.

Then he realized that this purple cylindrical object began vibrating with a frequency familiar to every man.

It even emitted a buzzing sound.

Tang Qing instantly understood what it was.

His face turned as red as if it had exploded, from his cheeks to his ears, even his neck turned crimson.

He looked up at Lu Zeyu in a panic, feeling embarrassed and at a loss.

Lu Zeyu clearly also guessed what it was, just raising an eyebrow and looking at him.

Even though Lu Zeyu had witnessed many grand scenes, he too seemed momentarily speechless.

“This… this… I can explain…”

Tang Qing stammered, “Le Ke and I were shooting an action movie, this might be a prop for the upcoming scenes…”

“I don’t know what this is either.”

The man gazed at him noncommittally, saying lightly, “Is that so.”

“Do you believe me… I… I…”

Tang Qing suddenly understood the feeling of powerlessness described in novels, where no explanation could clear the misunderstanding.

Lu Zeyu wasn’t naive.

Any adult could guess what this thing was.

Why would an action movie need something like this?

Unless it was an action-packed love story.

However, he still politely maintained a facade of belief, and politely and friendly suggested, “How about turning it off for now?”

“Oh, right, right…”

Tang Qing, in a fluster, held the “shooting prop” and randomly pressed a button again.

As a result, the vibration frequency of the “shooting prop” actually started to increase.

Tang Qing frantically pressed a few more times, then he felt the power of modern technology.

This prop transitioned from a slow and gentle mode to a fast and powerful one, with pulse and rhythm variations.

In short, it had a variety of settings.

But he just couldn’t turn it off.

Tang Qing felt the device spinning, jumping, rolling in his hand, even starting to heat up.

His mind went blank in an instant.

What on earth was this thing!!!

In his panic, Tang Qing did something he would regret for a lifetime.

He forcefully stuffed this unstoppable prop into the cup in front of him.

Tang Qing had never used such a prop before, so he didn’t know that this particular prop, designed for versatile use in various scenarios, was waterproof.

So, after the prop entered the cup, instead of stopping as he had hoped, it not only continued vibrating but also accelerated, as if it had found its perfect environment.

He splashed himself with a face full of milky white murky liquid.

“Ah—!!!”

Tang Qing was embarrassed to the point of wanting to dig a hole and hide in it!

Couldn’t he just pour himself a glass of plain water?

Why did it have to be this colored murky liquid?

He regretted deeply for the first time, questioning why he had the habit of drinking a glass of goat milk every night.

Tang Qing’s mind was a blank, filled only with a mix of shame and embarrassment, a complete state of chaos.

It felt like he was on the verge of going mad on the spot!

Ignoring all consequences, he shoved the cup of vibrating goat milk into Lu Zeyu’s hands, not daring to look at the man again, and then he just ran off without looking back, straight into the restroom.

He was going to switch to a new set¹filming set tomorrow.

No, he might as well apply to System 99 to change to a new small world, switch to a new mission target, and start afresh.

…

Tang Qing hid in the restroom, not knowing how much time had passed until he felt he had washed his face clean.

But his soul was no longer clean.

Gritting his teeth, he walked out of the restroom, thinking of hundreds of forced reasons in his mind, trying hard to convince Lu Zeyu of the reasonable explanation for the appearance of that prop.

Would Lu Zeyu believe him?

Tang Qing looked towards the living room, feeling incredibly conflicted, only to find it quiet and empty, with no one around.

Lu Zeyu had already left.

The prop that had been vibrating endlessly was turned off, the goat milk was poured out, and the cup was cleaned and left aside.

Embarrassed, Tang Qing collected that damn prop and the box of delivery.

He had no idea where Lu Zeyu had gone.

Perhaps he considerately wanted to give him some space to deal with the embarrassment.

Although the thought of facing Lu Zeyu would be awkward, seeing the empty living room made Tang Qing suddenly feel inexplicably desolate.

Even the always composed Lu Zeyu was shocked by his actions and left early.

What would Lu Zeyu think of him?

Tang Qing shook his head, trying to shake off the inexplicable thoughts in his mind.

But it was fine, he really didn’t want to see Lu Zeyu again in the short term.

Tang Qing also cleaned Lu Zeyu’s cup and tidied up.

Ding dong.

The doorbell rang.

“Coming.” Tang Qing walked to the entrance, feeling a bit puzzled, and opened the door.

Standing outside was a tall man.

It was Lu Zeyu.

“Movie Emperor Lu, why are you back?” Tang Qing disguised his surprise, looking somewhat astonished at the man outside.

The tall man stood at the door and calmly said, “I remembered you hadn’t had dinner yet, so I bought you something.”

“Can I come in?”

Tang Qing quickly nodded and stepped aside.

Lu Zeyu placed the items on the table and explained, “I bought two bowls of lean pork congee with century egg. If you don’t mind, let’s eat together?”

Tang Qing nodded eagerly, “Thank you, Movie Emperor Lu.”

He hadn’t expected that Lu Zeyu had gone to buy dinner.

He had just come up with the excuse of being sick to keep Lu Zeyu from having dinner with Yi Qihan, even forgetting to eat himself.

Now, after the awkwardness had passed, he found himself feeling hungry.

Gurgle, gurgle…

Tang Qing awkwardly scratched his head, “Movie Emperor Lu, it’s a good thing you remembered, I was really starving.”

Lu Zeyu looked at Tang Qing without saying a word, a faint smile appearing on his usually stern face.

The two of them sat at the dining table and started eating the takeout.

It was just a bowl of ordinary lean pork congee with century egg, made by an old lady downstairs from Tang Qing’s place. Though it couldn’t compare to five-star dishes, it was piping hot and strangely appetizing.

Under the light, Lu Zeyu looked handsome with distinct features, a sculpted-like sexy nose, as if the whole person was coated in a soft glow.

Truly deserving of the title of a god-like face in the entertainment industry.

Tang Qing suddenly felt a bit surreal. This was the second time he had dinner with Lu Zeyu. The last time was when he was in the form of a cat, eating shrimp and pan-fried small fish at Lu Zeyu’s place. Lu Zeyu only had a plate of fried rice with half a box of shrimp.

This time, he was unexpectedly down-to-earth, eating takeout that could easily be bought nearby.

“I also bought some cold medicine, take it before you sleep,” Lu Zeyu took out the medicine, looking at the instructions, and instructed Tang Qing.

Tang Qing somewhat guiltily took the medicine and nodded.

He never expected Lu Zeyu, who seemed so aloof on the outside, to also have a caring side, buying him medicine as well.

Tang Qing had fair skin, with a slight embarrassed blush on his face, looking somewhat fragile.

When he lowered his head, a small whorl of hair was revealed on top of his head, his hair appearing soft and touchable.

Lu Zeyu held back the urge and didn’t touch it.

His voice was deep and pleasant as he said, “Rest well. If you still feel unwell tomorrow, don’t go. I’ll talk to Gu Minghao for you.”

Tang Qing nodded, opened the door, wanting to see Lu Zeyu off.

“No need to see me off, go back and rest early,” Lu Zeyu said, then added, “You don’t have to hide and watch me from behind, it’s not good.”

Tang Qing then remembered his dual identity of a follower and a crazy fan of Lu Zeyu.

He awkwardly nodded and said, “I understand, I won’t do it again in the future.”

Lu Zeyu then left.

Tang Qing watched the man enter the elevator, even his back view was upright and attractive.

It’s strange, he felt his heartbeat quickening in a peculiar way.

…

“Zeyu-ge.”

The man was dressed in a white outfit, intentionally designed to be very sheer, faintly revealing the smooth and sensual lines of his back.

Although it was just a slender and delicate back view, Lu Zeyu immediately recognized who this person, appearing once again in his dream, was.

The young man turned his face, revealing a pair of clean and clear almond-shaped eyes, fair and delicate skin, exquisite and beautiful clavicles. When he smiled, a deep dimple was revealed on one side.

There was also a charming and sexy mole at the corner of his eye, adding a few degrees of allure to his originally innocent face.

Lu Zeyu couldn’t help but reach out and place his hand on the man’s shoulder.

The young man glanced at himself, then lowered his eyes, appearing quite embarrassed.

“Zeyu-ge, I’m your fan, I’ve liked you for many years.”

His face blushed a little, seeming shy, but his actions were decisive.

The young man turned around and knelt beneath him, burying his head between the man’s legs.

After an indescribable act, the young man’s face had some indescribable liquid on it.

The white liquid slowly slid down from his forehead, eyes, and cheeks, a scene that was both passionate and lascivious, making one’s blood boil uncontrollably.

Yet, the young man looked very helpless and lost, like a bullied kitten, making people want to tease him and feel both heartache and pity, wanting to comfort him.

Some of the white liquid dirtied his small palm-sized face, while some clung to his long and thick eyelashes.

The young man had beautiful eyes, round almond-shaped eyes that looked innocent. His gaze carried an indescribable charm, with a kind of innocent, untainted sensuality.

The young man stuck out his rosy little tongue, slowly licking off the liquid from his cheek.

His clear eyes, bottomless and innocent, held a hint of vulnerability and pity.

Lu Zeyu woke up in the middle of the night.

The autumn breeze couldn’t dispel the heat on his body.

Expressionless, he reached into the blanket, roughly touching the area that had already reacted.

He couldn’t help but recall the young man who appeared twice in his dreams.

Much later, the trash can was filled with a large pile of tissues.

The entire room was filled with the strong scent of musk, indicating it had been a long time since he had last released his desires.

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