TLSOTMTKOGAYWHTDI Chapter 26
by VolareChapter 26: Am I Gay?!
When Qi Yanwang kicked open the villa door, Zhuo Huaimo had just come out of the shower. His bathrobe was slightly open, and water droplets rolled down his faintly visible abdominal muscles into the depths. His cheeks were flushed, and his whole body still exuded mist.
“Recommended Che Ye?”
Qi Yanwang tore off his tie and threw it onto the sofa. “He’s suitable? I’m not suitable? What the hell isn’t suitable about me?”
Zhuo Huaimo continued to dry his hair, his tone calm.
“That production team wants a foxy male spirit who knows how to be seductive!”
He raised his eyes, a half-smile playing on his lips. “Your upright face really isn’t suitable.”
Qi Yanwang suddenly snatched the towel from his hand and threw it directly onto the sofa, leaning in close.
“How do you know he’s seductive? Have you tried him out?”
Zhuo Huaimo chuckled and raised an eyebrow at him.
“What’s your position to question me? A brother? Or…”
The rest of his words were drowned in a sudden, forceful kiss.
Qi Yanwang pinned his hands above his head and bit his lower lip hard, the sweet, metallic taste of blood spreading in their mouths.
He was like a mad beast, his eyes bloodshot, kissing him fiercely.
“Based on this!”
Qi Yanwang’s breathing was heavy, his heart racing as if it would jump out of his chest at any moment. He used his leg to push against him, gazing down with anger in his eyes. The French windows reflected their intertwined figures.
Zhuo Huaimo suddenly turned the tables, flipping him over and pinning him beneath him.
“Jealous?”
Qi Yanwang flinched as if electrocuted, wanting to push him away. He bit his lower lip hard, gnashing his teeth.
“Get lost, I’m straight!”
Zhuo Huaimo held him down firmly.
Qi Yanwang groaned, his mind going blank.
“Would a straight man do this?”
Zhuo Huaimo wagged his finger, smiling like a satisfied cat.
“Damn!”
Qi Yanwang grabbed the bath towel and fled.
When an accident occurred during an explosion scene on set, Qi Yanwang instinctively protected the stunt double.
A piece of flying steel plate scratched his forearm. He was actually glad he finally had a reason to contact someone.
“Does the company know I’m injured?” he asked the assistant next to him.
“They know. The company said they’ll be over this afternoon!”
Qi Yanwang felt a surge of joy. When he went to get his dressing changed today, he specifically instructed them to wrap the gauze around a few more times.
“This isn’t breathable; it’s not good for the wound to heal!” the nurse reminded him.
“It’s okay; just wrap it! I’m afraid of getting it wet!”
The nurse had no choice but to pretend to wrap it around two more times.
“How about you wrap another roll around me, like around my neck!”
The nurse looked at him like he was an idiot and chased him out.
As he left, he begged and pleaded until he got a roll of gauze, which he wrapped around himself outside.
In the afternoon, when Yu Fengran arrived to visit with a fruit basket, Qi Yanwang was dumbfounded, craning his neck to look behind him for a long time.
He didn’t hear a single word Yu Fengran said at first, only that one sentence:
“Is it serious?”
Qi Yanwang’s acting skills instantly exploded. “Yeah, it hurts, it really hurts! The wound is very deep!”
The assistant beside him, “…”
Yu Fengran put down the fruit basket and gave a few more instructions. Qi Yanwang was as wilted as a frostbitten eggplant.
Later, he learned from other colleagues that Zhuo Huaimo had gone to Switzerland to renew an endorsement deal.
Right, he almost forgot that he was a celebrity, and still is.
Qi Yanwang stared at his phone, which remained silent, muttering for a long time.
“So what if he went to Switzerland? Is there no internet in Switzerland? Doesn’t he know his company’s employee is injured? It’s just shooting posters and endorsements; is it that busy? Doesn’t he even have time to make a phone call to check on me?”
Qi Yanwang clicked on Zhuo Huaimo’s official Weibo, looking at his newly shot advertisement poster.
His slender fingers unconsciously stroked his photo on the screen.
His exquisite and handsome face, his deep features, how could his eyes be so captivating?
In a daze, he returned to that day, following his faintly visible pectoral muscles upwards, to his captivating eyes, which made him lose his focus and his mind!
Suddenly, a familiar burning sensation appeared in his body. This real pain brought him back to reality.
He abruptly turned off his phone screen, cursing under his breath.
“Damn, he really is an enchantress!”
He closed his eyes and focused, rubbing his forehead, hoping to calm down as soon as possible.
When Zhuo Huaimo returned to the country, it was already a week later.
Qi Yanwang’s injury had long healed.
But because he had to go to the company today, he re-bandaged his healed wound in front of the mirror, wrapping the gauze like a mummy.
Passing by Zhuo Huaimo’s office, he deliberately knocked over the coffee cup in his hand.
“Oh, Teacher Qi’s injury hasn’t healed yet?” Zhuo Huaimo’s assistant exclaimed.
He held his injured hand in pain, deliberately saying loudly towards the office,
“The doctor said the wound was too deep and needs to be taken care of properly; otherwise, it’s easy to have aftereffects!”
“Is Teacher Qi looking for Zhuo Huaimo?” the assistant suddenly asked.
“No, I’m not looking for him! Who said I wanted to look for him!” Qi Yanwang explained earnestly.
“Oh, that’s good. Zhuo Huaimo isn’t in the office. He’s in a meeting in the top floor office. If you’re looking for him, you can wait for a while; it should be ending soon!”
Qi Yanwang was stunned. He had been shouting for nothing.
Turning his head, he saw the president’s elevator going down. He immediately slumped on the reception sofa, groaning.
When Zhuo Huaimo walked out of the elevator, Qi Yanwang was “struggling” to make coffee with his injured hand.
His hand shook like a Parkinson’s patient. His acting was so exaggerated that he could win a Golden Pig Award.
Zhuo Huaimo didn’t even look at him, walking straight past him, but a faint smile appeared on his lips.
Suddenly, he stopped and turned around, walking to his side, his gaze falling on his bandaged hand.
“Teacher Qi’s hand hasn’t healed yet?”
Zhuo Huaimo looked at him with a half-smile, his tone playful.
Qi Yanwang instantly straightened up, raising an eyebrow and taking a sip of coffee, his tone arrogant.
“No need for your concern. After all, Zhuo Huaimo is busy with affairs. For unimportant matters, Yu Fengran can handle them just fine!”
Zhuo Huaimo nodded with interest, a smile on his face, turning around and telling the assistant,
“Get a caregiver for Teacher Qi, the kind that provides personal care! Oh, and,”
He paused, deliberately emphasizing, “No men, our Teacher Qi is homophobic!”
The assistant, “…Is there any connection between those two?”
“You…”
Qi Yanwang looked at Zhuo Huaimo’s back, his teeth itching, gnashing his teeth. “Zhuo Huaimo, you just wait!”
In the evening, when Zhuo Huaimo came out of the shower, the doorbell rang.
He wasn’t used to having people at home, so naturally, he didn’t have any nannies or housekeepers.
Someone suddenly coming at this hour, he subconsciously grabbed a decoration from the entryway to open the door.
As soon as the door opened, he saw Qi Yanwang standing at the door, pushing a suitcase.
Zhuo Huaimo raised an eyebrow, asking knowingly, “Something the matter?”
Qi Yanwang pushed the suitcase inside. “I thought about it. It’s inconvenient for others to take care of me. You said public figures should pay attention to their privacy! You’re the boss and also my brother. It’s most suitable for you to take care of me personally!”
Zhuo Huaimo was amused by this bizarre reason. “I’m also a public figure!”
Qi Yanwang smiled. “That’s perfect; we can both be careful!”
Before Zhuo Huaimo could react, he had already pushed him aside with one hand, pushing his suitcase straight in.
“You know the place. Make yourself at home. I’m tired; I want to rest!” Zhuo Huaimo said weakly.
“I want to drink water!”
Qi Yanwang, like a rogue, handed him his bandaged arm, shaking it a little.
Zhuo Huaimo took a deep breath and poured him a glass of water, placing it on the coffee table.
“I want to eat oranges!”
“I want to read the script!”
“I want to shower!”
Zhuo Huaimo couldn’t bear it any longer, his movements halting, his lips curving into a smile, a hint of mischief in his eyes, full of interest.
“Okay, come on, I’ll help you!”
Qi Yanwang choked, hesitating for a moment. “That… not for the time being!”