Fu Xingyun clearly couldn't withstand it. He continued to be entangled in the kiss, then abruptly turned his head, separating their lips.
Lin Qiong didn't react immediately; his lips landed forcefully on the man's right cheek.
Seeing the man dodging repeatedly, a sense of grievance bubbled up in Lin Qiong. "You don't like me kissing you."
Due to crying for a long time, Lin Qiong's eyes were still red, and with a watery gaze, he looked at Fu Xingyun. "You don't forgive me, and you don't like me kissing you."
His thoughts were running wild, "You don't like me."
Fu Xingyun subconsciously responded, "No."
Lin Qiong moved on top of him again, "Then why don't you kiss me and don't let me kiss you?"
"Didn't you used to like kissing me the most?"
Fu Xingyun's Adam's apple rolled, feeling restless.
However, the person on top of him seemed oblivious and continued to move around.
When the person he liked kissed him, he wasn't without desire, but Lin Qiong was drunk. He couldn't take advantage of him in this state.
"I didn't say you couldn't kiss."
"Then why are you avoiding?"
Fu Xingyun casually came up with a reason, "Just wanted to check the time."
Then he raised his hand and handed the watch on his wrist to Lin Qiong. "It's getting late; we should sleep."
Lin Qiong looked at the watch, seeing a blur, but upon hearing that it was time to sleep, he obediently sat further up on the man's body.
Fu Xingyun instantly took a sharp breath.
Lin Qiong whispered, "Your belt is pressing against me."
Fu Xingyun: ...
Afterward, Fu Xingyun wanted to carry Lin Qiong to the bed, but Lin Qiong resisted, "Let's take a shower first."
Fu Xingyun glanced at him, "You've had too much to drink; let's skip it for today."
Unexpectedly, Lin Qiong was very persistent, "Wash! Wash!"
He grabbed the clothes of Fu Xingyun, "Someone touched me just now."
Saying that, he pulled Fu Xingyun's hand into the thin blanket, looking serious, "This, this, this was touched."
Fu Xingyun suddenly regretted his earlier actions; now he was just asking for trouble.
He had scared Lin Qiong before, and now this was the result.
His mind told him to take his hand out, but he didn't move at all.
Lin Qiong looked at him with innocent eyes.
Fu Xingyun took a deep breath and resignedly led him to the bathroom.
As soon as Lin Qiong saw that he was going to take a shower, he suddenly threw the thin blanket off his body. Fu Xingyun's eyebrows jumped, and he quickly wrapped Lin Qiong back up.
Lin Qiong was puzzled, "How am I supposed to wash while wrapped up?"
Fu Xingyun lifted him and placed him on the bathroom counter, saying, "Wait a moment."
With that, he rolled up his sleeves to fill the water for Lin Qiong.
Fu Xingyun's arms were strong and powerful, and holding Lin Qiong felt natural. His white shirt was rolled up to his forearms, revealing smooth and well-defined arm muscles with faint veins.
After adjusting the water temperature, Fu Xingyun turned around, intending to let Lin Qiong wash. Lin Qiong quickly threw the thin blanket onto the ground. Fu Xingyun stiffened and turned his head away. After hearing a "plop" sound, he slowly turned back.
Lin Qiong, who was drunk, couldn't take a bath without someone watching him. However, he felt hot all over with Lin Qiong looking at him. Fu Xingyun took a step towards the vanity, planning to freshen up first and take a cold shower later.
But as soon as he took a step, Lin Qiong spoke up, "Where are you going?"
Fu Xingyun: "To freshen up."
Lin Qiong looked at him, "Aren't you going to wash with me?"
Fu Xingyun took a deep breath, "The bathtub can't fit two people."
Once Lin Qiong finished washing, Fu Xingyun led him out of the bathroom and settled him on the bed, covering him with a blanket.
"I'm going to take a shower, you can go ahead and sleep."
Lin Qiong, half of his face covered by the blanket, nodded slightly.
Fu Xingyun walked into the bathroom.
Just as he was halfway through the cold shower, he heard a voice from outside, "Xingyun! Xingyun, are you still there?!"
With Lin Qiong alone on the bed feeling uneasy and afraid that Fu Xingyun might leave, the man's voice came again, "Are you there, Xingyun?"
Fu Xingyun: ...
After a while, "Xingyun, are you still there?"
In the end, unable to ignore it, Fu Xingyun had to open the bathroom door. After drying himself off, he put on a bathrobe and walked over.
Lin Qiong, looking like a silkworm pupa, shuffled a bit and then extended a hand to pat the spot next to him.
His face clearly said, Come here, come here!
Fu Xingyun looked at Lin Qiong with softened features and lay down beside him. Lin Qiong, wrapped in the blanket, snuggled up to him, wanting to cuddle and sleep with him.
Fu Xingyun was about to refuse when he saw Lin Qiong moving the blanket and offering it to him.
"You should cover yourself too."
The innocent smile on Lin Qiong's face made Fu Xingyun feel a twinge of guilt. Lin Qiong just wanted to sleep next to him, but all Fu Xingyun could think of was something vulgar.
He felt like everything he had learned and read before had gone to waste.
Unable to bring himself to refuse, he had no choice but to pull Lin Qiong into his arms. Despite having taken a cold shower, Fu Xingyun's body was still warm, like a furnace.
Lin Qiong squirmed in his arms, finding a comfortable position to lie down. Then, Lin Qiong suddenly paused.
"Xingyun."
Fu Xingyun's breath became a bit heavier. "What's wrong?"
Lin Qiong looked at him with clear eyes. "Why are you still wearing a belt to sleep?"
Fu Xingyun: ...
Lin Qiong: "Isn't it uncomfortable?"
"...Yes."
Lin Qiong, upon hearing that Fu Xingyun was uncomfortable, insisted on helping him undo the belt. Fu Xingyun, taken aback, refused, but Lin Qiong paid no attention.
Lin Qiong was determined to assist. "I'll help you, no need to be polite."
Fu Xingyun, with a thicker belt than Lin Qiong was accustomed to, felt uneasy. Lin Qiong noticed the inner struggle and offered to help.
"Why did you put on such a thick belt?"
Fu Xingyun, trying to avoid further embarrassment, suggested, "Let's just sleep like this."
Lin Qiong, concerned about comfort, insisted, "But it's uncomfortable if it's not undone."
Fu Xingyun, in a compromising tone, suggested, "Then, you can hold it while sleeping."
Lin Qiong accepted this compromise and held onto the belt while drifting off to sleep. In just a few minutes, after the alcohol and the fright, Lin Qiong fell into a deep slumber.
Fu Xingyun, observing Lin Qiong's peaceful sleeping face, moved Lin Qiong's hand away from his member but found himself captivated by the sight of Lin Qiong's sleeping expression. Lin Qiong was now sound asleep.
----
The next day, when Lin Qiong opened his eyes, the daylight outside was already bright. Glancing at the time, he realized it was almost noon. He attempted to sit up from the bed, but one of his hands felt numb and sore, as if he had chopped wood all night.
Since he couldn't get up, he decided to lie down. Lin Qiong shifted in the blanket and turned his head, only to see Fu Xingyun.
Fu Xingyun was still sound asleep, his usually neat hair now in disarray. The handsome face appeared less serious, giving him a youthful look.
Lin Qiong raised his hand to tousle Fu Xingyun's hair.
The events of last night were indeed frightening, leaving Lin Qiong still somewhat shaken. Fortunately, Fu Xingyun was there.
Lin Qiong carefully moved closer to Fu Xingyun, afraid of waking him. He then stared at the man's face.
When Fu Xingyun woke up, he met a pair of clear eyes and was momentarily stunned.
Lin Qiong, with a smile on his face, greeted, "Good morning."
Fu Xingyun, still a bit drowsy, reached out to pull Lin Qiong into his arms.
"Sleep a bit longer."
Last night, after cleaning Lin Qiong's hand, it had already been dawn.
Lin Qiong was momentarily surprised but obediently did not resist. Watching Fu Xingyun close his eyes, he cautiously asked, "Xingyun, are you still mad at me?"
The sunlight was too bright, and Fu Xingyun furrowed his brows, burying his head in Lin Qiong's shoulder.
"Are you still angry with me?"
Lin Qiong continued, "If you're still upset with me..."
Before he could finish speaking, his buttocks were lightly patted.
Fu Xingyun's voice, tinged with lazy exhaustion, said, "What are you talking about?"
Lin Qiong instantly became obedient, pouting, and for a moment, he felt that Fu Xingyun was being stern with him, so he remained silent.
Seeing Lin Qiong's silence, Fu Xingyun lifted his head slightly. "What's wrong?"
Lin Qiong turned his face away. "Nothing..."
Fu Xingyun reached out and gently touched Lin Qiong's face. "Why are you angry?"
Lin Qiong wrapped himself in the blanket. "Morning grumpiness."
The corners of Fu Xingyun's mouth lifted slightly. "I'm not angry anymore. Why are you still mad?"
Hearing this, Lin Qiong peeked his head out. "Not angry?"
Fu Xingyun nodded.
Lin Qiong's smile returned when he heard this.
Fu Xingyun whispered in his ear, "Still want a divorce?"
"Not anymore." Lin Qiong hugged Fu Xingyun's head, smiling brightly, and even planted a couple of kisses on his face.
Feeling good about it, Fu Xingyun turned his head, exposing the other side of his face, waiting for more.
Lin Qiong looked at him. "Do you have a stiff neck?"
Fu Xingyun: ...
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"Quick! Suppress it all, press down everything you can!"
Wang Cheng anxiously spoke on the phone, "Don't negotiate the price with them. The most crucial thing now is to suppress the heat! If this can't be contained, Lin Qiong will be finished."
The staff on the other end of the line also felt a headache. In fact, the entire company was uneasy.
Their company now only had Lin Qiong as the cash cow. The rest, no matter how well-known they were, only had amateur popularity. However, with Lin Qiong's recent skyrocketing fame, his value had soared. Their bonuses were much higher than before, all thanks to him.
This year, it could be said that one person was supporting the entire company.
However, in the early hours of today, an unexpected scandal broke out involving "patronage" and "interference".
Not to mention the manager Wang Cheng, even the CEO was furious.
Now, the heat on Weibo was still high, with three trending topics.
#LinQiongPatronage
#LinQiongVideo
#LinQiongMicDrop
Almost every trending topic had extremely high discussion.
A major influencer also stepped in to guide public opinion and bring the matter to a conclusion.
"Those fans who are defending Lin Qiong can take a break. This matter has been explained. First, Lin Qiong intentionally dropped the microphone while introducing the big shot. It's impossible to be unintentional. He dropped it intentionally. The first time he picked it up, he pretended to drop it again. It couldn't have been accidental. Second, the leaked surveillance video shows that last night Lin Qiong returned to the hotel room with a tall man, the same big shot from the event during the day. It's clear what Lin Qiong did with him. Third, the big shot is married, and Lin Qiong's behavior amounts to interference."
This summary triggered a strong reaction from many netizens.
"Lin Qiong! I wish you were a comedian. Why did you do something like this!!!"
"Fine, the silent husband is gone."
"I have a question. Although Lin Qiong is being patronized, it seems like the big shot is also at fault. Why isn't he being mentioned?"
Blogger response: "Dare not."
"Ah ah ah ah why! Why is it like this!"
"I just became a fan of him, and now this."
"Lin Qiong, you're too much! You're really too much!"
"Have you guys ever thought that the two of them might... I mean, might be a couple?"
"Not possible."
"Not possible."
"Not possible."
"Why does everyone say it's not possible?"