PMWAIAAPM Chapter 39

Chapter 39: Hold me tight! Really tight!

Hehe.

He knew it, Xing Yang was tempting him again. A man knows the tricks between men the best.

His throat tightened slightly until Xing Yang’s cheek pressed against his. Perhaps due to the medication, Xing Yang’s question was no longer as heated as it was during sleep.

Humans are strange. When faced with someone destined for them in a state of mad joy and excitement, the instinct for reproduction almost takes over the brain. Their pheromones are like pollen and ovules, drawing them closer together, and later humans call the singularity of sex love.

Except for him, Tan Zhiyu didn’t want to kiss anyone else.

Xing Yang leaned against his side, as if coaxing a child, gave a light kiss on his forehead, and then returned to the kitchen to continue cooking.

The two were clearly of the same age, yet Tan Zhiyu always felt that Xing Yang seemed much older, like a father taking care of him in this marriage.

He quietly circled around Xing Yang’s slender waist from behind, lightly walking on the floor as he cooked, pressing close together, lips resting on Xing Yang’s gland, mumbling a bit unhappily, “Why is your gland so small….”

Xing Yang halted his hand. “Don’t you like it?”

“Not that I don’t like it….”

A small gland means limited pheromones, it felt like if he bit it, the taste wouldn’t last long….

He wanted Xing Yang to always carry his scent; otherwise, he wouldn’t be happy.

Xing Yang let out a heavy sigh. What was the difference between this person and a puppy? Only puppies would mark their territory to prevent outsiders from invading. Why was Tan Zhiyu the same?

Xing Yang could only smile helplessly. It was hard to imagine where the line was with Tan Zhiyu. He even jokingly dropped the knife handle in his hand, “Want me to cut open my gland so it won’t be so small?”

Tan Zhiyu froze for a moment, gently biting near Xing Yang’s neck, “Idiot…. Glands can’t just be cut open. You’d die from the pain.”

In no time, Xing Yang simply made two dishes. Because Tan Zhiyu liked sweet flavors, the menu at home was tailored to his taste: cream mushroom soup, pineapple rice, and cheese bacon pasta.

In fact, even Tan Zhiyu himself didn’t know when they had bought the rice and flour in their kitchen.

He had been independent since childhood; when he was older, he had a nanny to take care of him, so he never learned to cook or buy these things, probably…

After he stepped into the film industry, his kitchen had just become a decoration, but Xing Yang had filled the home’s kitchen and refrigerator to the brim, with juice he loved to drink and lychees with the pits removed. When had he bought the knife and fork? They were even a matching set…

“Do you have a schedule tomorrow morning?” Xing Yang placed the dishes on the coffee table, and the two sat on the carpet in the living room.

The house’s structure wasn’t much different; the huge floor-to-ceiling windows let in the bright moonlight from outside. On the fluffy carpet, their fingertips intertwined, Tan Zhiyu pretended to play with his phone, “No, why?”

In reality, his eyes were looking….

At Xing Yang’s chest muscles.

Xing Yang was wearing his shirt, the collar casually open, and the man’s originally styled short hair had softened down; the loose pants effortlessly outlined his perfect figure.

Wait, he was shocked by his own thoughts.

Had he been enchanted by Xing Yang? How could he have such a strong filter for him?!! He even thought every part of his body was perfect!!

He must be crazy…. No, he would definitely not lose to hormones, he would not be seduced by Xing Yang; he was the one in control in this relationship!

Just then, when Boss Xing had managed to pick up a piece of fried pineapple with a fork and brought it to Tan Zhiyu’s lips, asking him if he had any movies he wanted to watch.

Tan Zhiyu suddenly sat up straight, staring at him seriously: “You really look very ordinary, you know?”

Xing Yang: “?”

“So…?” Xing Yang felt it was absurd, and smiled indulgently. He didn’t want to argue with a childish person: “So, are we still in a relationship? Or has it just dawned on you that I look average? Shall I go back home?”

“That’s not acceptable!” He immediately jumped up to refute, “I was just saying! I never said we were breaking up!”

He ate the pineapple, the sweet and sour juice bursting in his mouth.

Damn, why was even a fried pineapple so delicious when he cooked it?

He decided that if Xing Yang ever proposed a divorce in the future, he would definitely call the police. Without his cooking, he would definitely starve to death, and then he would have the lawyer accuse Xing Yang of intentional murder.

“Boss Xing, it’s you who has to try it. I agreed reluctantly because you seemed especially sincere. In the future, when I get bored, I’ll naturally tell you to leave. You don’t have the right to break up with me.”

Saying this, he even conveniently lay down on Xing Yang’s lap.

Xing Yang had never thought that Tan Zhiyu would be so amusing, he chuckled softly: “Okay.”

“Won’t you choke by eating like this?” Xing Yang didn’t force him to sit up but tried to feed him: “Slow down.”

The projection screen showed the latest movie; Xing Yang was looking for something to go with his meal.

The huge scrolling banner on the film website was for a movie starring Tan himself that had been released half a year ago. Recently, it was trending again, and with that film, he was nominated for the Black Butterfly Award. Lying on Boss Xing’s lap, Tan Zhiyu secretly felt proud.

Tsk tsk, no one could refuse his movie. His eye for scripts was sharp as a ruler! Especially now that the man on the TV was in his arms, Xing Yang! Fall in love with him already!!

Boss Xing silently switched to the next scene, directly starting Animal World.

Tan Zhiyu, waiting for compliments and love: “?”

The scene he had imagined was Boss Xing endlessly praising him, and even if burning hot, handing his face to him for a kiss, saying: Mr. Tan is really great!

But there was no emotion on his face as he changed the page.

He wanted to ask if Boss Xing really liked him.

Why did he like Boss Xing so much that he almost wanted to stick together, to kiss and hug, wanting to skip filming tomorrow? Why was this man so calm? Did he have someone outside?

He suddenly recalled a question on a platform: if you wanted to judge whether a man liked you,

A highly-rated answer read: “If there’s no reaction, either he doesn’t like you, or he’s already full outside!”

So he pounced on Boss Xing.

Xing Yang was surprised: “I have a fever…. I’m still not well….”

Xing Yang was afraid he might catch his illness, and instinctively turned his face away, not wanting him to kiss his lips. Although the fever had subsided, his body was still soft from the medication, and he hadn’t even let go of the fork of pineapple he held, “Zhiyu….”

“Have you eaten enough?” Tan Zhiyu asked irritably, feeling awkward for not having kissed him, “Why are you avoiding me?”

“Aren’t we eating?”

Talking to a wall!

A cow likes listening to music; if you play piano for it, it happily wags its tail! But Boss Xing wouldn’t!!

Xing Yang looked at him in surprise until he helplessly kissed him, originally not intending to deep-kiss.

In this regard, he never prepared to cheat Tan Zhiyu, and he even indulged him. As long as he could give it, he would agree.

Xing Yang knew his body was lacking and couldn’t provide him with the best comfort.

Even now, with the fever retreated, and still feeling slightly weak, he still held Tan Zhiyu’s neck: “Shall we go back to the bedroom, okay?”

“Eat after we’re done.”

He thought he wanted to reach a conclusion, so Xing Yang braced himself, just ready to go back to the bedroom with him.

But Tan Zhiyu suddenly grabbed his wrist and pressed him down.

His prominent nose brushed against Xing Yang’s face, pulling his wrist into his embrace, slightly plaintively burying his cheek in Xing Yang’s neck.

Tan Zhiyu looked at him with reddened eyes, his tone laced with sadness, “Why didn’t your gland react?”

“…Huh?”

“You clearly don’t want to mark me, but because I kiss you, you are willing? Do you treat this as a task?”

Xing Yang: “…”

This isn’t love, this isn’t love!

Tan Zhiyu had clearly exhausted all efforts to please Boss Xing. When he kissed, he didn’t put much force, but Xing Yang didn’t seem to feel anything like he used to.

Tan Zhiyu didn’t believe it! He could smell the gland, even without a trace of pheromones! The feverish man’s movements were slow; Xing Yang winced from the pain he caused, inhaling sharply, frowning, “Easy, easy…”

“You…”

Tan Zhiyu couldn’t accept such a disparity.

He felt as if he had contracted a disease called peach blossom madness.

He believed that Xing Yang loved him deeply, but this man’s physical response clearly told him he didn’t feel anything. He had openly offered himself up!!!

And what about him?

Tan Zhiyu looked down at his embarrassing appearance, feeling utterly miserable and deeply pained.

Tan Zhiyu: “Xing Yang… you’re just playing with me!”

“Ah ah ah ah ah, I’m going to bite you to death, woo woo woo—”

Isn’t loving someone supposed to make you want to kiss the other person to death!?

Tan Zhiyu suddenly exploded into tears, startling Xing Yang greatly.

It wasn’t that he felt nothing; he was just tired…

Yesterday had been exhausting. The physical gender disparity between the two was significant…

Xing Yang even felt that his current fever was due to being too tired last night, thinking his physical fitness might not be good enough. He even decided to ramp up his fitness plan so he could keep up with Tan Zhiyu’s energy.

Tan Zhiyu was unhappy the whole night, wrapping himself tightly in his blanket, firmly sleeping with his back turned to him and leaving him a cold back, resolutely refusing to share a blanket with him.

“Don’t think that just because you’re holding me tonight, I’ll forgive you for everything you’ve done to me…” Tan Zhiyu faced away from him, but a tear slowly rolled from his left eye to his right, finally spilling onto the pillowcase.

So Boss Xing turned over and hugged him.

“Don’t think that just because you’re tightly pressed against me, I’ll forget everything…”

So Boss Xing moved in closer, tightly hugging him from behind.

“You can forget about me forgiving you.”

Being indifferent to him was a complete insult to his personality, a disgrace to his appearance!

Xing Yang: “Alright, alright, turn over for a goodnight kiss.”

Tan Zhiyu: “…”

Silently turning over, after kissing, he rolled back and groped for Xing Yang’s hand to hold around his waist: “Admitting mistakes requires an attitude; hold me tighter—”

“Okay.” Xing Yang embraced him tightly.