Chapter 150 – On the sofa…

Translator: ChuRen/ YuQiChen

“Ah…?”

Tang Qing opened his eyes in confusion.

In this situation, it wasn’t hard to guess the meaning of “help” that Lu Zeyu mentioned.

But what Tang Qing didn’t understand was why he was being sought out for something like this.

Even with just a little thought, given Lu Zeyu’s status as the top male god in the entertainment industry, there were already plenty of people who would want to be involved in such matters with him, enough to crash the servers of Weibo.

It was said that he hadn’t updated his Weibo for a long time, almost growing mushrooms on it. Previously, to appease his agent, he casually posted a selfie on Weibo, revealing a bit of his collarbones and chest. Within a few minutes, it caused a frenzy among countless fans and bystanders, instantly crashing the Weibo servers.

If Lu Zeyu wanted to get involved in such matters, he had plenty of options, both male and female, to choose from.

However, Lu Zeyu was indeed a famous figure in the industry, completely uninterested in anyone, regardless of gender. Other male stars pretended to be serious, indulging in various activities, playing sports¹not actual sports, but bed sports… as in sleeping around until their eyes turned dark, still pretending to be deeply emotional.

Only Lu Zeyu was truly authentic, just like his appearance, keeping all his desires tightly wrapped under his sharp suits.

Tang Qing couldn’t understand. He was just a small assistant director.

Oh, he was actually a well-connected assistant director.

Why would Lu Zeyu make such a request to him?

Could Lu Zeyu be so sensitive to alcohol?

“Lu- Zeyu-ge, are you drunk? Otherwise, shall I help you find… find someone of the type you like… a professional staff member?”

“Not necessary.” The man’s tone carried annoyance.

It seemed he was very displeased with the idea of the youth trying to find someone else for him.

He held Tang Qing tightly, whispering in his ear in a firm and somewhat angry tone:

“Don’t reject me.”

“Why can they, but I can’t?”

The warm breath brushed against Tang Qing’s soft earlobes, causing a shiver.

Whether it was Tang Qing’s illusion or not, he always felt a hint of hoarseness in the man’s voice, mixed with some inexplicable grievances.

He awkwardly leaned back, trying to avoid the man’s scorching breath.

“What…? What do you mean they can?” Tang Qing couldn’t understand a word the man was saying.

“Tangtang, everything they can give you, I have.” The man’s embrace tightly held him, the two of them sticking closely together.

The man’s body was hot, so hot that the young man in his arms seemed to lose his senses.

Tang Qing’s mind was already a mess, completely unable to comprehend what Lu Zeyu was saying.

Could he be talking about how he used his relationship with Gu Minghao to get him the assistant director job?

Tang Qing felt a bit embarrassed, “I, I know this isn’t right, I just…”

He couldn’t finish his sentence.

A pair of rough, warm hands slowly slipped under his clothes, caressing his smooth, fair back.

The palm rubbed against every inch of his skin, feeling the graceful lines beneath. The young man’s skin was pale and smooth all over, especially his back, which was slick like touching a piece of high-quality jade.

“What ‘just’?” The man’s voice was low and hoarse, almost inhuman.

“I just… want to get close to you…”

Tang Qing did join the crew with the purpose of getting close to Lu Zeyu to accomplish his mission. But saying it in this situation felt strange.

He quickly added, “Because… I… I’m a fan of Zeyu-ge.”

As he finished, his face inexplicably turned red.

He felt like this explanation was worse than not explaining at all.

However, he couldn’t just say he was getting close to Lu Zeyu to complete a mission, that would also be weird…

The man seemed pleased with his response.

“I understand.”

His voice was gentle as if it could drip water.

His beautiful peach blossom eyes, like a pool of spring water, were already stirred by a gentle breeze, with hidden tides surging. The depths of his eyes were unfathomable, obscure.

The man’s slender fingers trailed up Tang Qing’s spine, touching each protruding bone before pausing on the sensitive spot of the young man’s back, feeling the thin muscles rise and fall with his breath.

As his fingers moved, Tang Qing couldn’t help but tremble lightly, sensitive and tingling.

His almond-shaped eyes widened, deep chestnut orbs shining brightly, round and cute like a cat’s, pitifully charming.

Lu Zeyu stared deeply at Tang Qing and whispered, “Tangtang, I’ve noticed, you’re similar to your family’s cat.”

The young man blinked nervously, his dense eyelashes fluttering like butterflies, looking adorable.

“Um… maybe it’s because we treat honey as family. Perhaps, after raising it for so long, we’ve started to resemble each other more and more…”

Tang Qing felt his response was far-fetched. Who raises a cat to look like its owner?

Fortunately, the man just casually mentioned it without probing further.

In fact, even before, during the scene where he was applying medicine to the empress, the man had thought about holding the young man tightly in his arms and feeling every inch of his fair and smooth back.

That’s why he had such dreams when he went back home at night.

Deep in thought.

Lu Zeyu held the slender and delicate back of the young man, embracing Tang Qing entirely.

Tang Qing’s waist was unbelievably slender, delicate to the touch. It felt like it might break with just a little pressure.

Then, the man’s large hand, from behind, followed the smooth, fair skin all the way to the chest.

That fragile, tender spot.

“Ah…”

Tang Qing awkwardly bit his lip, suppressing the sound that was about to come out.

Why touch that spot?

He wasn’t a girl, so what was there to touch in that area?

Yet, the man, no longer concealing his tenderness, seemed unable to hide it anymore. He pinched and kneaded those two delicate buds.

For some reason, even though Tang Qing was clearly a man, that area was still quite sensitive.

He couldn’t help but shiver all over.

The man had already taken off his clothes, his muscles tight, smooth, and perfectly sexy.

Tang Qing sat in Lu Zeyu’s embrace, held tightly by him.

He even felt like a helpless cat, being touched at will by the man’s large hands.

“Zeyu-ge… we, we shouldn’t continue like this…”

The man’s rough hands finally left Tang Qing’s clothes.

As Lu Zeyu moved away, the clothes that had been pushed up slid back down over his body, causing a slight tingling as they brushed against his chest.

The area that had been lovingly touched by the man for so long was now slightly swollen.

Lu Zeyu shifted the young man in his arms, allowing him to sit sideways on his thigh.

Then, he raised his hand and removed the young man’s white socks.

“Z-zeyu-ge?”

A pair of delicate and exquisite feet were revealed.

The young man was beautiful all over, with faint blue veins visible on his soles, his toes white and pink, round and cute, like translucent little gems.

It was irresistible, making one want to possess and meticulously admire this piece of art.

The man held the young man’s foot in his hand, squeezing the smooth sole and massaging it.

Tang Qing looked at the man in confusion. Why was he touching his socks? Wasn’t Lu Zeyu a clean freak, doesn’t he mind how dirty it is?

“What are you doing…”

Although the man’s touch wasn’t ticklish, it still made him feel embarrassed. Such actions were awkward.

“When you dressed as a woman for that lady before, I thought you looked beautiful.”

The man’s gaze fell on his feet, as if admiring a priceless jade, his exceptionally attractive face filled with a sense of possession and desire.

Lu Zeyu delicately held the young man’s foot, planting soft, gentle kisses all over the radiant and smooth skin.

Tang Qing’s hazy mind tried to recall. Lu Zeyu must be referring to the first time he acted in the scene where he seduced the emperor for Shangguan Linlin.

At that time, Lu Zeyu was on the bed, grabbing his ankle, with a similar expression on his face.

He thought the man was just acting at that time.

He had no idea that, unintentionally, he had aroused the man’s desire time and time again.

The man concealed beneath his restrained appearance a burning desire, wild and unbridled.

“Let me help you.”

The man’s hand moved up the delicate and small ankle, continuing upwards.

His hand was large, with distinct knuckles and faint blue veins visible on the back, exuding a masculine beauty.

Movie Emperor Lu, a famous actor in the industry, was known for his hands, often getting close-up shots in movies. In a previous film where Lu Zeyu portrayed a professional gamer, there were many close-ups of his hands. Fans even edited all the hand shots of him together, claiming that their screens got dirty just from watching.

And now, these hands were directly placed on Tang Qing’s thighs.

…

A few minutes later, Tang Qing was gasping for air.

Sitting in the man’s embrace, leaning against his hand, he incredulously averted his gaze.

Lu Zeyu leaned in for a kiss, but Tang Qing pushed him away in disgust, saying, “Don’t… your mouth has a taste…”

This was the aloof and clean-freak Movie Emperor Lu, after all.

Before Tang Qing could gather his thoughts, the man shifted positions.

He was lifted from the embrace, now leaning against the soft sofa.

Then the tall man half-knelt, straightened up, and somewhat forcefully pressed down on him with his lower body.

Their heights matched perfectly, with Tang Qing’s face right in front of…

While Tang Qing was still bewildered by this position, the man approached him again,

His rough hands stroked his mouth corner, gentle yet unquestionably, caressing his soft lips.

The man, usually aloof and restrained, now had a crazed, almost beast-like look in his eyes.

Tang Qing breathed heavily, their breaths close, the scorching warmth of the man’s fingers brushing past.

This unintentional teasing made the man’s heart soften like it was being scratched by a cat.

…

After a long, long time,

The man finally left the sofa and stood on the ground.

Then he bent down, turning the young man over, half-leaning on the sofa.

In this position, the young man’s slender waist appeared even more delicate, so slender that it seemed it could break with just a little force.

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  not actual sports, but bed sports… as in sleeping around