【Abo】After Being Accidentally Tagged By Bingshan Movie King Chapter 21
by“Then tell me the truth, what exactly is going on?” Shen Ye asked.
“Probably…” Shen Lingfeng paused, a strange sweetness crossing his heart, “He took it upon himself to help me. But don’t worry, I accept the favor he did me by giving me a good start in the entertainment industry, but from now on, I will rely on myself for everything and won’t need anyone else’s support.”
“It’s good that you think that way.” Hearing this, Shen Ye’s tone finally softened. “I have to go, I’m still very busy.”
“Okay, bye.”
After hanging up the phone, Shen Lingfeng felt light and joyful—
After being in a cold war with his father for so long, they had finally reconciled.
He couldn’t help but send a message to Su Chenhui, sharing his current mood:
I made up with my family.
Su Chenhui didn’t reply for a long time.
Although Shen Lingfeng knew Su Chenhui was busy, he still felt very disappointed during these times.
He couldn’t help but check his phone occasionally, and every time he heard a notification, he would excitedly pick it up, only to find it was a message from someone else or an advertisement.
More than two hours later, Shen Lingfeng was already lying in bed, preparing to turn off his phone and sleep, when Su Chenhui finally replied with a single message: Congratulations.
The simple two words were enough to make Shen Lingfeng cheer.
He felt a little speechless about himself, yet helpless.
Before Shen Lingfeng could reply, Su Chenhui sent another message: That puts my mind at ease. Sorry, I just finished working.
Shen Lingfeng: It’s fine, it’s fine, I know you’re very busy, Great Movie Emperor Su… But you only finished working this late? I’m already in bed. You should pay attention to rest too.
Su Chenhui: Heh, want to video call?
Shen Lingfeng was about to sit up and call Su Chenhui when he saw another message pop up:
I want to see what you look like lying in bed.
Shen Lingfeng: “…”
When did this person’s style become so lewd?!
Shen Lingfeng: I won’t let you see!
Su Chenhui: Alright, alright, I won’t look… Afeng, your Heat is approaching, right? I will figure something out.
Shen Lingfeng: Then I’ll look forward to the method you come up with.
A few days later, the day before his Heat began, Shen Lingfeng received a package.
Opening the package, which had been sent via express delivery, he found a jacket belonging to Su Chenhui inside. It seemed to still carry a trace of warmth.
The delivery guy, running breathlessly, said, “The sender specifically instructed me to deliver it to you as quickly as possible, the entire process had to be fast.”
Shen Lingfeng felt both amused and touched, carefully taking the jacket.
The next day, while Shen Lingfeng was practicing his lines at home, he wore Su Chenhui’s jacket all day.
But he still couldn’t help but miss Su Chenhui himself.
The closer his relationship with Su Chenhui became, the more he couldn’t help but fantasize about this and that…
That evening, exhausted from practicing lines all day, Shen Lingfeng lay in bed playing with his phone when he suddenly heard the doorbell ring.
Shen Lingfeng had no choice but to climb out of bed, walk to the door, and ask, “Who is it?”
“It’s me.” A magnetic and incredibly familiar voice came from outside the door.
“Chenhui?!” Shen Lingfeng immediately recognized the owner of the voice and quickly opened the door.
“Why are you here!” Shen Lingfeng, surprised and excited, dove into Su Chenhui’s embrace.
“Because I was worried about you.” Su Chenhui smiled indulgently, rubbing Shen Lingfeng’s hair. “I just felt it would be better to come and give you a Temporary Mark.”
A thought unconsciously floated through Shen Lingfeng’s mind: You could just give me a Permanent Mark, actually.
But saying that out loud would be too shameless, so he only thought it.
Su Chenhui suddenly scooped Shen Lingfeng up into a bridal carry.
“…What are you doing!” Shen Lingfeng was startled. He wanted to struggle, but out of an instinctive fear of falling, he subconsciously hugged Su Chenhui’s neck tightly.
Su Chenhui chuckled softly, “It’s not the first time I’ve carried you like this. Are you still shy?”
“…” Last time, Shen Lingfeng had been drunk. He knew this posture was called a bridal carry. Honestly, even if an omega is a man, how could he be “princess carried” by another man!
Seeing Shen Lingfeng blush and remain silent, Su Chenhui carried him to the edge of the bed, carefully set him down, and then leaned over him, kissing his soft lips.
Although it wasn’t the first time he had kissed Su Chenhui, last time he was standing and leaning against him. This time, the posture made Shen Lingfeng feel as if it carried a certain erotic connotation, making him feel even more embarrassed…
But at the same time, he was enveloped by immense sweetness and satisfaction. His Peach Blossom Pheromones also happily danced in the air, engaging in intimate communication with the Agarwood Scent Pheromones, feeling utterly content.
After a long, deep French kiss, Shen Lingfeng leaned against Su Chenhui’s chest, tired yet gratified, ready to fall asleep with him.
Su Chenhui, however, had to gently push away Shen Lingfeng’s embracing arms and sit up from the bed. “I have to catch a flight back.”
“Ah??” Shen Lingfeng couldn’t help but be stunned. “You came all this way, and you’re leaving so soon?”
“I came here just to give you a Mark, so your Heat this time will be easier to handle. The crew is shooting a scene watching the sunrise tomorrow, and I have to be on set at five o’clock. So I must take a flight back tonight.”
“…Alright then.” Shen Lingfeng could only accept the reality. Although he felt some regret, his dominant feeling was gratitude—Su Chenhui had traveled across mountains and rivers to M City just for this few-minute Mark! It showed how much he valued him!
Shen Lingfeng tidied his messy clothes and reluctantly escorted Su Chenhui to the living room.
At this moment, Zhang Chao, who lived in the room next to Shen Lingfeng’s, also arrived in the living room. “Oh, you just got here and you’re already leaving?”
“Yes, I’m short on time.” Su Chenhui nodded. “I’ll have to continue to rely on you to look after Afeng.”
“Leave it to me, you can rest assured,” Zhang Chao smiled.
“It’s alright, Chenhui, I know how to take care of myself. Take care, and have a safe trip.”
“You take care too.” Su Chenhui placed a light kiss on Shen Lingfeng’s forehead, opened the door, and walked out.
Shen Lingfeng stood rooted to the spot until he watched Su Chenhui’s back disappear, letting out a soft sigh.
“Look at how clingy you two lovebirds are,” Zhang Chao teased him. After a moment of silence, his tone suddenly became serious. “I feel like his mental state didn’t seem very good…”
“Huh?” Shen Lingfeng was startled. “I didn’t notice?”
With the hurried reunion and the intimate contact with Su Chenhui, Shen Lingfeng hadn’t been able to focus on whether Su Chenhui looked different from usual.
“It’s nothing, maybe it was just my imagination. Well, it’s getting late, time to sleep.” Zhang Chao yawned and walked back to his room.
“…” Shen Lingfeng frowned, deep in thought.