Chapter 68
After crossing the bridge, they arrived at the destination Meng Huaizhi had decided on long ago.
It was one of his private residences, the kind Xu Qiongya liked best, a spacious and bright large flat.
“I’ve had someone clean the house,” Meng Huaizhi said. “I’m going to remove my makeup and take a shower. It might take a while. You should go and wash up first. Wait for me after you’re done.”
Of course, there was more than one bathroom in the large flat, so the two of them split up.
The rushing water poured down from above, and Shen Wu finally regained his thoughts.
When they were abroad, they had always stayed in hotels, going back and forth between different countries. No matter how high-end the hotel was, it didn’t feel like home.
This bathroom had been prepared with brand new shampoo and shower gel in advance, and it also didn’t have much of a homey feel, but this was indeed Meng Huaizhi’s private residence.
There was no room service, and no hotel staff who might come and knock on the door at any time.
There were only the two of them here.
Xu Qiongya had been worried about their life in that aspect before, thinking that they were long past eighteen, and they were both boys. How could they be so slow to open up in that aspect?
Perhaps Meng Huaizhi’s words had deepened her misunderstanding. Meng Huaizhi had said that he was missing a formal confession, but that didn’t mean that they hadn’t done anything. They were all new youths of the 21st century.
Although they hadn’t taken the final step because they had the same number, their mutual help was getting more and more skilled.
It was just that the words “are you not good enough” had not been said a second time. Being held in the hands of the person he liked, they were evenly matched, and no one could laugh at the other.
Shen Wu was in a daze and slowly took a shower. When he came out in a bathrobe, Meng Huaizhi was already waiting for him at the door.
Meng Huaizhi called him, “Come and sit here.”
Shen Wu went over, stiff and tense.
Meng Huaizhi sat down next to him, much more at ease than him. He wrapped the towel in his hand around his wet hair and wiped it until it was no longer dripping, then took out a hairdryer, “I’ll blow your hair for you.”
Shen Wu was even more uncomfortable for a moment, “I can blow it myself…”
Meng Huaizhi held the quiet hairdryer, hesitating.
Shen Wu said again, “You’ve never blown anyone’s hair in the novel either. After all, you’re a high-and-mighty flower.”
“I’ve already said that’s just a fan fiction. The fans don’t understand me,” Meng Huaizhi pressed the hairdryer switch and, without another word, held down half of Shen Wu’s head. “Don’t move. Tell me if it’s hot. You see, even a ‘high-and-mighty flower’ can’t be watered too much. It will get sick. It has to be dried in time.”
“…” Shen Wu was silent for a second, lowered his head, and let Meng Huaizhi do whatever he wanted on his head. He suddenly called out, “Gege.”
Meng Huaizhi’s movements paused slightly, “…Mm?”
“Do you know that the jokes you make are not funny at all? Even the penguins in the South Pole would feel cold.”
But Meng Huaizhi laughed at his words, “Then why are you laughing now?”
The white noise of the hairdryer by his ear was particularly loud. In this noise, Shen Wu didn’t know where he got the courage from and, in a daze, sent out a sentence, “Because… I like you.”
And for a long, long time.
The sound of the hairdryer on his head suddenly disappeared.
Shen Wu was startled and looked up.
Meng Huaizhi came back to his senses and pressed his head back, “Let’s dry your hair first.”
Shen Wu heard the white noise, which was twice as loud. It was probably because Meng Huaizhi had turned the setting to the highest, and the movements of ruffling his hair also showed a bit of eagerness.
Shen Wu felt a little rabbit in his heart jumping around uncontrollably.
He seemed to… know what Meng Huaizhi was in a hurry for.
The large bed in the master bedroom had also been tidied up in advance.
On the snow-white and spotless bedsheets, every bit of indulgence would leave a clear mark.
Shen Wu had no way to retreat. In the end, he was pressed against the hard headboard, his breath constantly being plundered. The white bedsheets below were pressed into wave-like wrinkles.
Shen Wu was about to help each other with their hands as they had done the previous few times.
But the hand he had reached out was pushed back by Meng Huaizhi.
In his daze, he felt his cheek being brushed by a strand of hair, and a soft lip landed on the side of his neck.
…Mm? Are we going to continue kissing?
Shen Wu was so itchy, and his whole body was on fire. He couldn’t wait to reach out his other hand, but it was also held by Meng Huaizhi.
Meng Huaizhi would not let him help, and would not even let him help himself.
Shen Wu was puzzled. He couldn’t use either of his hands, and in his daze, he actually said all the words he was usually too shy to say, “Huaizhi-ge, you… can you let me touch you?”
Meng Huaizhi stopped and looked at him seriously, “I’m ready.”
Shen Wu was taken aback for a moment, “Ready for what?”
“What do you think?”
“You… really?”
“Mm, I’m ready,” Meng Huaizhi lowered his head to kiss him again, his voice low and hoarse, as if it were soaked in wine. “I can’t wait any longer. I want to have the complete you now.”
He clearly didn’t drink, but he inexplicably made people feel that he was drunk.
Shen Wu was so kissed that he was weak all over. He suspected that even if the male lead were to force himself on him, he would not be able to resist.
He was uneasily laid down on the wrinkled bed, but Meng Huaizhi held down his leg instead of lifting it.
Then he said in a hoarse voice, “Don’t move.”
…
The night was long.
When the sun was high in the sky, Shen Wu slowly woke up.
There was still a person beside him.
Now that they were sleeping in the same bed, compared to the time during the New Year, the deliberately separated distance had long since disappeared. The thin summer quilt was only one, wrinkled and undulating, with two closely spaced human figures protruding from the center.
Shen Wu opened his eyes first and felt a draft between his shoulders. Even in the middle of summer, he felt a bit of a chill.
He blinked his sleepy eyes and looked down at his bare arm, and found the source of the chill.
The warm clothes were still scattered everywhere. He was too lazy to get up and pick them up, so he simply hugged the person next to him.
This time, Meng Huaizhi also woke up.
He first said, “Good morning.”
Shen Wu saw that his face was unchanged, and he was still a little lazy and relaxed. He remembered the style of Jinjiang novels and couldn’t help but ask with concern, “Huaizhi-ge, are you uncomfortable?”
Meng Huaizhi turned to face him, “I’m fine.”
Shen Wu felt a bit of reason in the unbelievable absurdity.
It was well known that the Jinjiang male lead/main gong had a strong personality, was powerful in X, and loved the main character shou to death, and could give his life for the other person. However, they would make the delicate little shou cry until he was hoarse and his waist was sore and his legs were weak, but they would absolutely not be the one on the bottom.
Didn’t they say they were super in love?
Looking at it now, it seems more reasonable?
Meng Huaizhi suddenly pinched his face and brought his thoughts back, “What are you thinking about in front of me?”
“I’m thinking… about the novel Xiang Zixu recommended to me.”
“What novel again?”
Shen Wu: “…”
Shen Wu didn’t say anything, but Meng Huaizhi still wanted to ask, “What novel?”
Shen Wu had no choice but to say, “Our fan fiction.”
Meng Huaizhi asked relentlessly, “Mm? What fan fiction?”
Shen Wu: “Mm… you can search for the keyword ‘meal’ in the Wuye Shuhuai Super Topic. For example, teacher-student meal, brother meal, there are all kinds of fan fiction.”
Shen Wu casually brushed off this question, but he saw Meng Huaizhi stick out half of his body from the quilt, pick up his phone from the carpet, and open it to check.
Shen Wu glanced over, “…”
The Jinjiang male lead’s action was simply too strong.
Meng Huaizhi had found it and still wanted to confirm with him, “Is this picture the teacher-student meal you’re talking about?”
Shen Wu: “…Mm.”
This bowl of teacher-student meal was exactly what Shen Wu had seen before. At that time, he had been so flustered that he had even had a strange dream at night. In comparison, Meng Huaizhi was much calmer.
Meng Huaizhi hugged a pillow and propped himself up on the bed with his elbows, slowly scrolling through his phone.
The thin quilt slipped from his raised shoulder blades, revealing the fine and beautiful lines of his back.
Shen Wu couldn’t help but lean over, rest his chin on his shoulder, and look at the fan fiction with him.
The author who had made the fan fiction probably would never have thought that one day, the meal she had made would be appreciated by the two main characters together after the fact.
It was as if… some kind of healthy and harmless cyber post-coital cigarette.
If she had known in advance, the author would probably never have written the words “I really can’t imagine how Huai-ge would ****. I feel like he doesn’t even have that function.”
Shen Wu had forgotten about this and only remembered it when he saw the end of the fan fiction.
But Meng Huaizhi had already finished reading the entire fan fiction a step ahead of him, exited the picture, and went to check the comment section.
The comment section was even more deadly, filled with provocations to a man’s dignity like [Meng Huaizhi, are you not good enough?].
Meng Huaizhi’s face finally changed.
What had Shen Wu said during their first mutual help…
“Teacher Meng… are you not good enough?”
He turned his head, and Shen Wu’s face stiffened when he received his gaze, so his suspicion deepened, “Did you write this?”
“…?? Of course not!” Shen Wu excitedly pushed away this pot that had fallen from the sky and said without choosing his words, “You might as well say that I wrote that brother meal!”
Meng Huaizhi immediately went to search for “brother meal.”
Shen Wu frantically grabbed his hand and the phone.
Meng Huaizhi raised his eyebrows, “What, did that one also say I’m not good enough?”
Shen Wu: “…” Many times, default is a form of admission.
Meng Huaizhi was too lazy to look at those imagined words anymore and directly pinched the person next to him’s chin, eager to prove himself.
Shen Wu glanced at the wall clock, “It’s almost one. Let’s eat first…?”
“One? That’s right,” Meng Huaizhi released his hand and picked up his phone again. “Look at Weibo later and check your birthday wishes.”
The paparazzi revelation Meng Huaizhi had scheduled was at 13:14, and there were still more than twenty minutes left.
It would take time for the trending topic to ferment, and although it would definitely not take a few minutes, the Weibo that would inevitably crash would also need a certain amount of time to recover.
Meng Huaizhi was unhurried and called Shen Wu out of bed, “I’ve prepared a birthday gift for you. Let’s take a look first.”
The moment he saw him lift the quilt, Shen Wu started to stiffen. After all, it was the middle of the night last night, and it was easy to be impulsive, and his sense of shame was not as strong as in the daytime—he was not yet ready to be open with Meng Huaizhi in broad daylight.
Unexpectedly, Meng Huaizhi had secretly put on his pants behind his back.
Shen Wu: “…”
Only his muscular upper body was exposed to the clear noon sun, with broad shoulders and a narrow waist, and distinct abdominal muscles.
Shen Wu started to appreciate it. Meng Huaizhi got out of bed to help him find his underwear. He couldn’t find it for a long time and simply took a pair of his own from the closet.
Shen Wu took the clean other person’s underwear, shrank into the quilt, and secretly put it on, feeling that everything was strange and uncomfortable.
Meng Huaizhi chuckled and held the hand that was about to pick up his clothes, “You don’t need the rest. Come with me.”
Shen Wu had never expected that he would have a day where he would walk around someone else’s house in just his underwear.
He buried his head deeply all the way, only his two ears, which were so red they were about to drip blood, were perked up.
Meng Huaizhi led him to the cloakroom.
At the end was an open closet with only one set of clothes hanging, enjoying a separate light. Shen Wu saw it as soon as he entered.
It was a basic set of a high-end suit, and its extraordinary quality could be seen from a distance.
“A suit specially tailored to your size. I have a matching one,” Meng Huaizhi went over and took it down, and handed the heavy suit to Shen Wu. “Try it on.”
Shen Wu took the pants first, and Meng Huaizhi held the jacket for him at the side.
After putting on the pants, he reached out to take it again. This time, Meng Huaizhi did not hand him the jacket, but only said, “Open your arms.”
There was a two-meter-high full-length mirror in front of Shen Wu. He saw Meng Huaizhi walk behind him and put the sleeves of the slim-fitting white shirt through his open arms.
His upper body was faintly visible between the open shirt, which was even more suggestive than when he was completely naked. The white line from his waist and abdomen to his chest was connected to his neck, but on the equally fair neck, there were ambiguous dark red hickeys.
Meng Huaizhi came around from behind him, kissed the spot he had kissed last night again, and his hand, which was buttoning for him, slipped in from the placket of his shirt without him noticing.
While rubbing, he ground his ear with a low and hoarse voice, “It suits you very well.”
Shen Wu suppressed his gasp and saw his own flushed peach blossom eyes in the mirror, which were filled with mist. His voice was intermittent, “I haven’t even put it on properly… how… can you tell that it suits me?”
Last time, #Meng Huaizhi’s suspected relationship exposure# had trended. With the word “suspected,” it had caused a huge storm online, and the aftershocks had continued to this day, with several sister-in-law candidate polls popping up from time to time.
Thanks to the widespread promotion of the Wuye Shuhuai CP fans, there were often meaningless polls such as A. Shen Wu, B. Wuwu, C. 55…
This time, Meng Huaizhi once again dominated the trending list.
Shen Wu and Meng Huaizhi lay back on the bed, lazily opened their phones, and in the blink of an eye, it was evening.
Last night, they had also been followed by paparazzi while they were walking on the bridge. The paparazzi might have been hiding in a car that was pretending to have broken down by the roadside and had taken a few pictures of their receding backs.
When they had gone down the bridge to the riverside, the paparazzi had gotten out of the car and had taken a lot of pictures from a high position on the bridge.
@Entertainment Q Shuai: Last night, Meng Huaizhi made a heartfelt confession at the last stop of his world tour. After the concert, he had a late-night intimate date with Shen Wu on the cross-river bridge. The two of them had a romantic walk to celebrate his birthday [Image][Video]…
@Entertainment Q Shuai: Meng Huaizhi and Shen Wu kissed under the cross-river bridge, unable to part…
@Entertainment Q Shuai: Finally, the editor here wishes the two of you, and also wishes Shen Wu a happy 24th birthday!
This paparazzi, who had returned with a full harvest, had posted three Weibo posts in one go, with a total of about a dozen pictures and three videos that were as solid as a hammer.
#Meng Huaizhi and Shen Wu’s relationship exposed#
This time, the trending topic directly had the names of the two parties involved, and the word “suspected” was also removed.
