TLCBITAR Chapter 235

Chapter 235: So Damn Embarrassing!

The next morning, Qin Yang furrowed his brow and opened his eyes, one hand on his forehead. He hadn’t fully recovered, and the headache after a hangover wasn’t pleasant.

The curtains were drawn in the room, making the light dim. He turned his head to look at the blackout curtains, his pupils constricting slightly as he realized this wasn’t his room.

The scent of the bedding wafting into his nose was familiar yet strange. He pushed himself up to a sitting position, and the blanket covering him to his chest slid down. He lowered his eyes and saw he was naked, which instantly sobered him up.

He abruptly threw back the blanket, barely catching sight of the boxer briefs he was wearing underneath.

His expression shifted rapidly as he carefully recalled the events of last night.

As his memories returned, his breathing became rapid. He hurriedly got out of bed and opened the door. This was Chen Qihang’s house. Last night, emboldened by alcohol, he had pinned Chen Qihang against the door and kissed him wildly, until he was lost in a haze of passion.

He had ripped Chen Qihang’s shirt to shreds, acting like a beast who had lost its mind. But as for what happened after that, he couldn’t remember no matter how hard he tried.

Chen Qihang heard the footsteps and came out of the kitchen with two bowls of steaming white rice porridge, “You’re awake?”

A look of surprise flashed across Qin Yang’s face, his gaze fixed on Chen Qihang’s neck, where a kiss mark was imprinted, red to the point of being purplish.

The suggestive images replayed in his mind; this wasn’t a dream.

“I… I was drunk last night, that… about you, I…”

At this moment, Qin Yang acted innocent and shy, his handsome face visibly reddening.

Damn it, he actually couldn’t remember what happened next!

Knowing his own beastly behavior, he guessed that he had forced himself on Chen Qihang.

Unfortunately, he couldn’t remember the process!

Chen Qihang glanced at him indifferently and walked naturally to the dining table. “Go brush your teeth first, then we’ll settle the score with you later.”

Qin Yang glanced at his buttocks, silently swallowing.

Was this his first time, and was it already over before it even started?

No wonder Chen Qihang was acting like nothing had happened, walking normally.

Qin Yang coughed a few times, feeling resentful of his own lack of stamina. He walked into the bathroom without a word, stealthily closing the door and pulling down his boxer briefs for a peek.

From the moment he woke up until now, his “Qin brother” hadn’t relaxed at all. Especially after seeing Chen Qihang and imagining the erotic scenes from last night, he was even more energetic.

Qin Yang bit his teeth in frustration, muttering in a suppressed voice: “Buddy, you’re embarrassing me too much!”

Chen Qihang had no idea what Qin Yang was thinking. He hadn’t slept all night, and the dark circles under his eyes were very obvious.

After Qin Yang tore his clothes last night, that guy had passed out on the floor while dragging him toward the bed.

Because of the high fever, Qin Yang had been very restless and even threw up twice, once on his own clothes and once near the bed. Chen Qihang resisted the urge to kick him out of the house and took care of him all night.

It wasn’t until five in the morning that Qin Yang finally broke out in a sweat and his fever subsided.

Soaked in sweat, he had wet the sheets, and Chen Qihang had been busy again. He only leaned against the headboard and dozed off for a little while, until dawn.

But less than ten minutes later, Qin Yang mumbled in his sleep: “Hanghang, I’m hungry.”

Chen Qihang reached out and touched his face, his fingertips caressing his high, straight nose for a moment, before he dutifully got up and went to cook porridge.

In the world of the book, Chen Qihang was born into an unhappy family and had suffered cold shoulders since he was a child, never receiving love from his family. Later, it was Qin Yang who healed him, accompanied him, and kept him from being alone.

Now that they were in the real world, the situation was reversed.

Chen Qihang’s parents treated him very well, calling to ask about his situation and always concerned about his health.

Qin Yang, on the other hand, had become the one who wasn’t valued by his family. His past rebelliousness had a reason. Chen Qihang understood him and felt sorry for him. Although there was a bit of an age gap between them in reality, Chen Qihang didn’t dwell on it.

As long as Qin Yang still loved him, that was enough.

A “snap” interrupted his thoughts, and Qin Yang poked his head out of the bathroom. “Chen Professor, it’s not very convenient for me to come out naked like this. Can you get me some clothes?”

Chen Qihang raised an eyebrow at him, teasing him for once. “Aren’t you supposed to be shameless? You didn’t react at all when you came out naked just now, and now you’re suddenly concerned?”

“You want to see?” Qin Yang’s eyes lit up, laughing. “As long as you nod, I don’t care about my face. What’s the harm in showing you? I work out all year round, and my body is pretty good.”

Chen Qihang rolled his eyes. “Forget it, I’m afraid I’ll get a stye.”

He walked into the room amidst Qin Yang’s low laughter. The heat radiating from his ears told him that his face must be terribly red.

In the end, he was still influenced by that “Chen Qihang.” His cold heart was gradually softening, and his facial expressions were no longer cold and indifferent.

He rummaged through the closet, looking for clothes that would fit Qin Yang. In the end, he only found a loose-fitting crew-neck T-shirt, which he had only worn twice.

Because it was too big, it made him look petite. Later, he could only keep it in the closet and never wore it again.

Qin Yang was more than ten centimeters taller than him, so this shirt would fit him perfectly. The two of them sat facing each other in the dining room, silently drinking porridge for a moment, not knowing what to say.

“That… does it still hurt down there?”

“How much wine did you drink last night?”

Chen Qihang and the boy across from him spoke at the same time. They both paused for a moment, and Qin Yang said, “I drank two glasses of baijiu, not much. I don’t have a high tolerance, so… so I did those things to you. I’ll take responsibility!”

Chen Qihang put down his spoon, not understanding what he meant, thinking that he felt guilty for throwing up and causing him trouble all night.

“Take responsibility for what? I don’t need money.”

Tearing my clothes and dirtying my sheets are small things, not enough to make a college student like you compensate.

Qin Yang’s eyes darted around, and he stammered, “It was my first time… maybe it was too stimulating, so I lost control a little. It was too… too fast, but that definitely won’t happen again in the future. I’ll control myself and make you… make you feel happy.”

Chen Qihang: …

“What are you talking about? Too fast?” Chen Qihang, who had regained his memories, still loved him, but he was still a little slow when it came to relationships. It took him a long time to realize what Qin Yang meant.

He looked speechless and explained, “Don’t imagine too much. We didn’t do anything last night.”

When Qin Yang heard this, he thought that Chen Qihang was deliberately trying to draw a line between them, that he wasn’t planning to acknowledge what happened between them.

He suddenly stood up, his expression awkward, his eyes full of sadness and loneliness, as if he had been cruelly abandoned by the man in front of him, his voice even carrying a hint of crying. “I know you don’t like me… so you won’t admit what happened between us. That’s right, it was my wishful thinking, it was me…”

Before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted by Chen Qihang. “Can you let me finish? You passed out drunk last night and had a high fever. You were throwing up and causing trouble the whole time, tormenting me all night.”

Qin Yang: …

He sat down again, his eyes full of suspicion. He would rather Chen Qihang was lying than believe that he hadn’t done anything last night.

The images he had imagined while hiding in the bathroom seemed to be mocking him. He wished he could find a hole to crawl into and slap himself hard.

Embarrassing, so damn embarrassing!

What fast or not fast, Qin Yang, you suck!

He lay down on the table, burying his face in his arms, his red ears revealing his embarrassment.

At this moment, a warm palm covered his head, gently rubbing it. Although Chen Qihang’s voice was cold, it was much softer. “Qin Yang, have you remembered anything?”

Qin Yang raised his beautiful green eyes and looked at him with a grievance. “Chen Qihang, did I really not do anything last night?”

Really did nothing? He had been fantasizing about it for a while, but he hadn’t even eaten him clean!

At this moment, he hated himself even more. The duck that was already in his mouth had actually escaped, alas…

“Eat your porridge first. After you’re done, go back to your house. I have something to do later.” Chen Qihang remembered that today was Saturday, and he thought of Miss Y.

Faced with Qin Yang’s aggrieved, tearful eyes, Chen Qihang felt inexplicably guilty.

No, what am I feeling guilty about? I don’t have any other thoughts about Miss Y, it’s just a meeting between friends.

Chen Qihang lowered his eyes and picked up his bowl to drink his white porridge, as if to hide something.

Qin Yang had already sat up straight, staring unblinkingly at the calm-faced man across from him, an ambiguous emotion flashing in his eyes.