Chapter 149 – “Tangtang, help me.”

Translator: ChuRen/ YuQiChen

“Movie Emperor Lu, what’s wrong?” Tang Qing looked at Lu Zeyu sitting beside him, feeling like his complexion was a bit strange.

The man’s handsome and profound features seemed sharper, his beautiful peach blossom eyes slightly narrowed, emotions churning in his eyes, suppressing something.

His strong and powerful thighs were pressed tightly against Tang Qing, the firm and smooth muscles exuding a masculine and sexy aura.

Whether it was Tang Qing’s illusion or not, he always felt that the man’s thighs were scorching hot even through his trousers.

In the narrow back of the car, the man’s breath seemed heavy, sounding like it was right next to Tang Qing’s ear, resonating forcefully in his eardrums.

Lu Zeyu turned his head, deeply gazing at Tang Qing, his eyes filled with emotions that Tang Qing couldn’t decipher, his thick eyelashes resting on his eyelids.

“It’s a bit hot.”

“Well, should I open the window then? Your face seems a bit flushed too,” Tang Qing carefully observed the man’s complexion, his tone filled with concern.

The man impatiently adjusted his tie, unbuttoned his collar, revealing his collarbone and a solid, sexy chest.

He tilted his head back, his Adam’s apple rolling slightly, emitting suppressed breaths laden with desire, as if wanting to unleash the beast within, sensual yet unrestrained.

Tang Qing’s face inexplicably blushed.

Perhaps it was because Lu Zeyu was just too good-looking.

Every casual movement of the man seemed incredibly sexy.

“No need,” the man’s voice was calm, deep, and mellow.

Tang Qing thought about it and decided not to insist, as he heard that getting a cold breeze after drinking could easily lead to headaches.

He just felt like the temperature in the car seemed to be rising.

His face also seemed to be getting slightly warm.

Finally, they arrived at Lu Zeyu’s place.

This was Tang Qing’s second visit.

Worried that Lu Zeyu might be feeling unwell, Tang Qing got out of the car and reached out, intending to support Lu Zeyu like a crutch.

But he didn’t notice the meaningful glance the man gave him.

The two arrived at Lu Zeyu’s home, which was exactly the same as Tang Qing had seen before, as if no one had lived there since he left.

Everything was clean and quiet, with each decoration perfectly placed.

Tang Qing helped Lu Zeyu to the sofa, washed a glass, and poured a cup of warm water to bring over.

“Movie Emperor Lu, have some water, it will make you feel better,” Tang Qing walked over with the glass, wanting to hand it to Lu Zeyu.

“Why do you always call me Movie Emperor Lu?” the man suddenly asked, looking at Tang Qing.

“Because, you are… Movie Emperor Lu,” Tang Qing blinked slightly, answering somewhat perplexed.

This question was so strange.

The man seemed displeased with his answer, his beautiful peach blossom eyes staring at Tang Qing, as if assessing prey, he asked in a deep voice, “Qihan-ge, Minghao-ge, oh right, you also have a Tang Bo gege, right?”

“How do you address him again, gege?”

“Huh…?”

Tang Qing widened his eyes, looking somewhat confused at the man, not understanding what Lu Zeyu was trying to say.

“Why don’t you call me ‘gege’?” Lu Zeyu looked at Tang Qing, seemingly casually asking, yet also as if he had been concerned about it for a long time.

Calling Lu Zeyu ‘gege’ always felt a bit too familiar, too intimate.

It was too close.

Tang Qing always felt that Lu Zeyu, being so powerful and aloof, carried a sense of indifference, as if he didn’t care about anything.

It was said that a female artist, during an interview, kept calling him “Zeyu-ge” in a very affectionate manner. When the journalist interviewed him later and asked about his relationship with the female artist, Lu Zeyu directly told the journalist, “I don’t know her, we’re not close.”

So, Tang Qing didn’t dare to get too close, afraid that Lu Zeyu would think he was just seeking attention.

But to the post-drinking Lu Zeyu, asking him so seriously, it seemed like if he didn’t call him ‘gege’, there would be an issue between them.

Perhaps because Lu Zeyu was an only child and envied others having brothers?

“Zeyu-ge, would you like some water?”

The young man looked very obedient, under the light in the living room, his hair carrying a light chestnut color, indeed resembling a cute and obedient younger brother.

Listening to the young man’s slightly soft voice, Lu Zeyu reached out his hand.

Tang Qing still felt a bit incredulous, not paying attention while walking, accidentally tripping over the man’s long legs.

He ended up falling onto the man’s sturdy chest.

The water in his hand also spilled on the man.

“Sorry, sorry, Movie Emperor Lu, I didn’t notice you just now, I’ll clean it up for you right away.”

Tang Qing felt like he was a clueless little sweetheart in a CEO novel.

He took some tissues and began to wipe the man’s chest.

But the man grabbed his hand.

The man’s gaze was sharp, looking somewhat displeased.

“I’m really sorry, I didn’t mean to, Movie Emperor Lu.” Tang Qing awkwardly stopped his movements, afraid that the man might think he was intentionally taking advantage of him.

“What did you just call me?” The man’s focus was in a place Tang Qing didn’t expect.

“Lü…” Tang Qing hesitated, cautiously trying to gauge the man’s expression, then changed his words, “Zeyu-ge.”

The young man’s voice carried a hint of unease, soft like a cat cautiously probing at itself from the bushes.

Or like a honey-colored kitten.

Only then did the man’s brows relax.

Seeing that Lu Zeyu didn’t object, Tang Qing continued to use the tissue to wipe off the water from his clothes.

“No need.”

Lu Zeyu said softly.

Then, he reached out his hand, paying no attention to Tang Qing’s gaze, unbuttoning his shirt one button at a time, slowly revealing his honey-colored chest.

His movements were deliberate, yet highly provocative.

Tang Qing knew he shouldn’t be staring at this moment, but he couldn’t help but hold his breath, eyes fixed and unblinking.

“Zeyu-ge…?”

“My clothes are wet, just take them off.”

Tang Qing thought Lu Zeyu made a good point. Since they were at home, there was no need to force him to wear wet clothes.

Tang Qing thought he might as well go home first and not disturb Lu Zeyu’s rest.

Standing up from Lu Zeyu’s side, “Zeyu-ge, do you still need my help? Otherwise, I’ll just…”

But he was suddenly pulled into Lu Zeyu’s embrace.

“Tangtang.”

Movie Emperor Lu’s voice was soft and tingly, landing in his ears, penetrating like it was entering his eardrums.

Tang Qing had heard many people call him “Tangtang”, but the way the man said it seemed different from others.

He couldn’t describe it, but it made him feel like his face was about to explode from blushing.

Why did Lu Zeyu suddenly sound so intimate?

“What… What’s wrong?”

Tang Qing felt a bit lost as he fell into the man’s strong embrace, feeling the man’s hot and elastic chest muscles.

The man didn’t answer him.

His dazzling peach blossom eyes were intense and focused, staring at the young man’s soft lips, then slowly leaned down, gently caressing the young man’s fair and delicate cheek with one hand, and wrapping his slender waist with the other.

Gently, yet urgently, he kissed him.

The man’s lips and tongue slowly rubbed against the young man’s lips, his tongue gently teasing, seemingly requesting entry but also cautiously exploring.

On the brink of losing control, yet maintaining a hint of restraint.

Tang Qing’s body trembled slightly, unsure how to react, as he tried to push against the man’s chest with his hands.

But he couldn’t break free from the man’s grasp.

Lu Zeyu paused slightly, looking deeply into the young man’s eyes.

The young man’s almond eyes widened in surprise.

For some reason, Lu Zeyu was reminded of the cat Tang Qing kept, with its clear and clean deep chestnut-colored cat eyes.

Like honey-colored cat’s eyes, sweet and adorable.

In the beautiful almond eyes, there was confusion, surprise, shyness, but no disgust.

His hands were unsure as they rested on the man’s chest, gently pushing back without full force, feeling like a small cat being forcibly picked up and cuddled.

Soft and fragrant, making one can’t help but want to intensify the caress.

So, the man kissed the already moistened lips once again, turning the light touch into a deep kiss.

Teeth and lips intertwined, tongues entangled, emitting ambiguous sounds of water.

Lu Zeyu’s hands began to caress the body, sometimes light and sometimes firm, as the uncontrollable desire erupted in the kiss of lips and tongues. He sucked Tang Qing’s lips and tongue fiercely, as if wanting to suck him whole, and also as if wanting to pour out all his desire, the situation becoming uncontrollable yet difficult to stop.

Until both of them were breathing heavily, lips glistening with moisture, the man reluctantly pulled away from the already ravaged red lips.

A silver thread pulling between the two.

Tang Qing was a bit puzzled, not understanding how things had escalated to this point.

Was this a result of Lu Zeyu’s drunkenness?

“Lu…” Tang Qing quickly changed his address, “Zeyu-ge, what’s wrong with you? Are you drunk?”

Tang Qing hesitantly called out to Lu Zeyu, trying to awaken his rationality.

The man looked at him meaningfully, his voice hoarse as he asked, “What’s wrong with me, don’t you know?”

Tang Qing looked at the man in confusion.

He tried hard to remember, but couldn’t figure out what Lu Zeyu being drunk had to do with him.

Could it be that the glass of red wine he gave Lu Zeyu was the last straw that broke the camel’s back?

The man didn’t answer Tang Qing’s confusion.

Instead, he lowered his head, burying his nose in the young man’s fair and beautiful neck, deeply inhaling his scent.

The man’s fingers caressed Tang Qing’s delicate collarbone, his tongue delicately licking it, leaving behind wet marks.

Like a wild beast seeking its prey, he sensually teased the young man’s sensitive areas, back and forth.

As if marking his territory.

“Tangtang, you smell so good.”

He had long noticed that Tang Qing always had a faint, orchid-like scent on him.

The young man who had appeared in his dreams several times.

Although at this moment, he wasn’t wearing a sexy transparent dress like in his dreams, nor were his long and straight beautiful legs exposed.

But he had a more shy and cute expression, with a faint fragrance.

More vivid than the young man in his dreams, more vibrant than every imagination.

All the more vivid.

“Tangtang, help me.”

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