MFIMM Chapter 41

Heartbeat

Heartbeat

Lin Xi looked at himself in the mirror, already fully dressed. It was unavoidable that a boy in women’s clothing would look strange, but Lin Xi had a small frame and a pretty face, so it wasn’t too incongruous.

Lin Xi tugged at the clothes and took a few photos.

He didn’t know why these fans wanted to see him in women’s clothing. It was clearly so strange. Pei Jiashu’s indifferent reaction just now was the best proof.

He sent the photos to Chen Mingxuan first.

Lin Xi: Mingxuan, does this outfit look too weird?

Chen Mingxuan: *Drools*, as expected of you! A wig would make it perfect.

Lin Xi felt that Chen Mingxuan’s filter on him was too strong, so he sent them to Assistant Song.

Lin Xi: Assistant Song, does this outfit look a bit strange?

Assistant Song: No, it suits you very well.

Lin Xi straddled his legs and plopped down on the stool. It wasn’t appropriate to ask Assistant Song, as that person always spoke so carefully.

He remembered what Chen Mingxuan had sent him, so he simply bought a wig on Taobao.

Before changing out of the clothes, he stood in front of the mirror again and looked at himself. If his head was covered, the rest looked pretty good.

The dress accentuated his slender waist. The skirt, originally meant to be knee-length, was puffed out by the petticoat, revealing a section of slender thighs.

He was barefoot, his calves straight and well-proportioned, without a trace of excess fat.

If he just took photos of his legs, he would definitely mesmerize a large group of straight alphas.

But Pei Jiashu’s indifferent voice still echoed in his ears. Lin Xi thought about it. It seemed that even when they were lying on the same bed before, Pei Jiashu had never made a move on him.

Even during his pseudo-heat, Pei Jiashu had remained expressionless and directly injected the inhibitor into his body.

Pei Jiashu had said before that he wasn’t his type.

So, it was normal for him not to feel anything.

What was he even thinking?

Lin Xi hurriedly took off all the clothes, awkwardly holding his phone to send Chen Mingxuan voice messages, all complaining about Pei Jiashu neglecting him recently.

As his good buddy, Chen Mingxuan naturally sent back even longer voice messages to echo his complaints about Pei Jiashu.

“Damn, how could Pei Jiashu do that! If you ask me, you shouldn’t pay any attention to him. Anyway, you guys are in a fake marriage.”

“Yeah,” Lin Xi replied, lying on the bed holding the bear’s paw, his tone sounding preoccupied. “But… but he used to be quite nice to me, not so bad.”

As soon as Chen Mingxuan heard this, he knew something was wrong. He stopped eating and questioned Lin Xi, “You wouldn’t have fallen for him again, would you?”

“How is that possible!” Lin Xi retorted anxiously, like a robot triggered by a keyword. “I will definitely not fall twice for the same person.”

Chen Mingxuan sighed deeply. “Just so you know.”

Lin Xi pursed his lips and replied after a long while, “Don’t worry.”

—

Because he was going to cross-dress, Lin Xi planned to learn some female makeup techniques in the next few days to make his cross-dressing less abrupt and not scare the fans.

But he forgot to separate the semicolons when saving other people’s videos, and was discovered by sharp-eyed fans, who clamored to see him do female makeup.

Lin Xi responded to them in the live stream, “You’ll see it in a couple of days when the wig arrives. Let’s keep the anticipation for now.”

Because he needed to practice makeup, Lin Xi had been going home unusually early these past few days.

Pei Jiashu, on the other hand, was coming home later and later. The two of them didn’t even see each other for a day.

He didn’t want to see Lin Xi, and Lin Xi naturally wouldn’t try to get close to him, but he was still a little curious. Could it be that his female appearance that day had really caused Pei Jiashu a lot of trauma?

Sometimes, Pei Jiashu wouldn’t even come home, and he didn’t know where he was sleeping at night.

—

In the morning, Assistant Song ran into Pei Jiashu face to face. Pei Jiashu yawned and was about to go make coffee.

Assistant Song quickly took the boss’s cup. “President Pei, let me do it.”

He made the coffee and placed it on Pei Jiashu’s desk, observing Pei Jiashu. The scent on Pei Jiashu was different from before, and the clothes he was wearing were also unfamiliar.

Assistant Song took a few more glances and suddenly remembered that the clothes were the ones hanging in the break room.

Although there was a break room in the company, Pei Jiashu didn’t often stay there.

“Boss, why don’t you go home to rest?” Assistant Song could feel that Pei Jiashu was leaving the company later and later these past few days. Could it be that there was some major problem between him and Lin Xi?

Assistant Song felt a warning in his heart.

Pei Jiashu yawned, holding the coffee in his hands, but his thoughts drifted back to a few days ago.

He was helping Lin Xi tie the straps of his dress. He grabbed the two straps at the back and pulled them down, immediately tightening the top and outlining Lin Xi’s extremely slender waist.

His Adam’s apple bobbed, and he hastily tied the knot.

But there was also the bow pinned to the back of his waist. He opened the pin, intending to pin it on while standing, but his vision was limited, so he could only half-squat down.

That pair of straight and snow-white legs rushed into his eyes. Lin Xi’s exposed skin was all white, like shining silk under the lights in the room, making people want to touch it.

He tried his best to restrain his desire and pinned on the bow.

The honey-scented pheromones in the air seemed to sense the familiar scent, rushing to his side and intertwining with his mint-scented pheromones. He could feel his pheromones becoming more and more excited.

If this continued, something was bound to happen.

“You’re dressed, I’ll go first,” Pei Jiashu said, pursing his lips, not daring to turn his head, fleeing from the scene.

The cold water poured down from his head, but it couldn’t resist the desire clamoring deep within his body.

Pei Jiashu’s palm slapped against the cold tiles of the bathroom, but Lin Xi’s smiling face kept flashing in his mind: the ignorant smile like a clueless deer, or the cunning smile when he had a bad idea, or the cheerful smile while lying on the sofa.

These scenes rushed into his mind, Pei Jiashu’s eyes flashed white, and his body suddenly tensed. Realizing what was happening, he slumped against the cold wall, letting the cold water wash away the stickiness on his body.

Pei Jiashu came back to his senses from the coldness of the water. He drank the coffee in his hand in one gulp, the bitter taste filling his taste buds, finally suppressing all the memories of that day.

“Recently, there have been too many affairs in the company,” Pei Jiashu casually explained to Assistant Song, but Assistant Song was also involved in the company’s affairs, and it was clearly not very busy recently.

He understood that this was all Pei Jiashu’s excuse, but after all, Pei Jiashu was the boss, and he couldn’t force him to answer, so he could only back down.

Pei Jiashu stroked the glass that still retained some warmth. Only he himself knew the reason why he dared not go home these past few days.

As long as he saw Lin Xi, he couldn’t help but think of what happened that day.

So he could only hide from Lin Xi.

He was busy until the afternoon when he suddenly received a notification on his phone that Lin Xi was live streaming.

He opened the live streaming room on his phone. The news of his entry into the live streaming room scrolled across the screen with everyone else’s and quickly disappeared.

There was no one on the screen. After a while, Lin Xi stood in front of the camera.

“Hello everyone,” Lin Xi said. He had changed into women’s clothing, and not only that, he was also wearing a golden curly wig. He was wearing heavy makeup, dressed like a sweet little cake.

Sure enough, the comments were full of praise, and even a lot of new fans poured into the live stream. Jiang Yuan and other anchors familiar with Lin Xi also appeared in the live stream, generously giving several gifts as soon as they came in.

Lin Xi shyly tugged at the edge of his skirt. To look good, he even wore a pair of knee-high white stockings.

Pei Jiashu’s breath caught in his throat, his eyes fixed on Lin Xi without blinking.

He now wished he could rush home and personally baptize Lin Xi with his gaze, and even do more excessive things.

Just thinking about it made him feel his blood rushing downwards.

After getting over the initial awkwardness, Lin Xi started streaming normally for everyone, but the fans weren’t happy.

[Wife, can you dance for us, please.jpg]

[Let’s crowdfund to get Lin Xi to dance!]

Jiang Yuan, never one to shy away from drama, sent Lin Xi 999 “Heart-to-Heart Connections,” and the screen was filled with heart effects.

He even specifically posted on the public screen, “I want to see Lin Xi dance.”

The second-highest-ranked fan also joined in the fun, giving Lin Xi tens of thousands of gifts.

Lin Xi was so shocked that he could barely speak. “But I’m uncoordinated.”

[It’s okay, we just want to see you dance in a skirt *drools*]

Soon, someone sent Lin Xi the dance. Lin Xi looked at it and didn’t think it was too difficult. He opened the tablet and put the video on the side, learning the movements from the tablet.

The little skirt jumped up and down like a puffy marshmallow as he moved.

This dance was a hand gesture dance, almost only using the upper body. The movements were not very difficult, the expression on the face was the key.

After Lin Xi finished a set of movements, he winked like in the video.

[Lin Xi’s wink! So beautiful and cute, I’m going to fall]

[I feel like I’m going to faint]

The second-ranked fan, who had become the top-ranked fan, was very generous and brushed several gifts, saying to Lin Xi: “Wink again.”

Pei Jiashu had been entering Lin Xi’s live streaming room with a small account these past few days, and naturally noticed that his big account’s top spot had been snatched.

Now that the second-ranked fan wanted Lin Xi to wink at him, Pei Jiashu opened his big account in anger.

Anyway, Lin Xi didn’t know that Jiashu was him.

Pei Jiashu kept giving gifts, directly surpassing the second-ranked fan.

“You can’t wink at him, only at me.”

[Damn, the top fan has returned to the palace!]

[Top fan, let Lin Xi give you a makeover via video call]

[The abacus upstairs is ringing so loudly]

[Let me ship the top fan and Lin Xi, he’s given Lin Xi about 500,000 gifts today, he’s so rich, my dude]

Lin Xi stared at that familiar avatar and gold frame. Why did this person suddenly come online again?

Was he Pei Jiashu?

Lin Xi had many questions in his heart, but he still winked at the camera and even gave a flying kiss. “Thank you Jiashu for the gifts, you don’t need to send so many next time.”

In the silent office, Pei Jiashu could hear his heart beating like a drum.