Quick Transmigration: After Fake Death, All the Protagonists I Flirted With Went Crazy

Chapter 131 The Scorching Sun (30 pages)

Qi Xuan returned to the apartment on the fifth day after the National Day holiday ended.

Gu Yao stayed alone in the apartment for five days.

Having no classes this afternoon, he nestled in front of the floor-to-ceiling window in the living room, overlooking the beautiful riverside scenery.

The afternoon sun shines on the river, making the stars appear as if they have entered the water, creating a shimmering expanse.

Looking at the scenery outside the window, Gu Yao sighed softly.

Only four days left.

I wonder what Qi Xuan is doing now?

Gu Yao felt a little melancholy for the first time.

After all, we only have a few days left to enjoy this happiness.

Qi Xuan finished his work ahead of schedule today, declined the invitation from his business partner to stay for a tour, and took the earliest flight back.

The intention was to give Gu Yao a surprise, but the boy was sitting on the tatami by the window.

The boy's body was half-hidden by the sunlight, making him appear somewhat ethereal, like a little mermaid about to turn into foam.

A hint of sorrow lingered on his delicate and handsome face, making him appear both beautiful and fragile.

He seemed to be assimilated by the sunlight, becoming a handful of sand in the palm of his hand, impossible to grasp or hold.

Hearing the noise, the boy turned to look at Qi Xuan, his eyes shining with joy.

With a smile on his face, Gu Yao got up and walked towards Qi Xuan, embracing his lover whom he hadn't seen for many days.

"You're back."

The boy buried his head in Qi Xuan's neck, nuzzling him affectionately, enjoying this rare moment of tenderness.

Qi Xuan also scooped up Gu Yao, and seeing that the boy was not wearing shoes, he lifted him onto his own feet, wanting the boy to step on his feet.

Don't get cold.

The boy, however, went too far, suddenly jumping up and hanging himself on Qi Xuan.

He was still smiling happily, with a hint of smugness on his face. He tightened his grip on Qi Xuan's neck, rubbing against Qi Xuan's face like a clingy cat.

Qi Xuan let the boy do as he pleased, grabbing the boy's knees with both hands to make the fall more stable.

He carried a person on his back with apparent ease, put on slippers, and tried to put the boy on the sofa.

A few days of rest will at least allow him to walk normally, so that Gu Yao won't notice anything unusual.

The boy was unwilling to get off him, which puzzled Qi Xuan. He wondered when Gu Yao had become so clingy.

Still acting so cute and affectionate?

Qi Xuan couldn't help but tease, "What's wrong with A-Yao? Has she become so clingy after the National Day holiday?"

Gu Yao buried her head in Qi Xuan's neck, her voice muffled, "It's just been a long time since I've seen you."

Qi Xuan was stunned upon hearing this.

It's been eleven or twelve days since we last met.

Hearing the boy's somewhat resentful tone, he scooped the boy up by the knees and placed him on the sofa.

He half-squatted in front of the boy, looking intently at Gu Yao's somewhat dazed expression, and said gently, "I miss A Yao too."

Want it so so much.

After Qi Xuan finished speaking, he looked at the boy's still dangling fair feet and sighed like an old father.

"Why is A-Yao still like a child? She still doesn't like to wear slippers or socks. She'll catch a cold if she walks barefoot on such a cold ground."

Hearing Qi Xuan's familiar, motherly nagging again, Gu Yao lowered her head, looked at her bare feet, and silently lifted her legs up, sitting cross-legged on the sofa.

As long as your feet don't touch the floor, you won't catch a cold.

Logic is perfect.

Qi Xuan stopped lecturing the boy and sighed helplessly as he watched his little antics.

Under Qi Xuan's helpless and resigned gaze, Gu Yao felt a little guilty and looked down at the floor as if trying to stare it until it bled.

The boy, head bowed, looked so obedient as he listened to the reprimand.

It makes one unable to bear saying anything more.

If he said a few more words, a look of grievance would appear on his handsome face.

The thought of that scene made Qi Xuan feel like it was his fault.

The boy always knew how to handle him.

He really had her completely under his control.

They couldn't muster even the slightest thought of resistance.

Hearing the young man's helpless sigh, Gu Yao knew that he had won this tug-of-war once again.

He looked up and gave Qi Xuan a fawning smile. "Don't be angry. I'll remember next time."

Qi Xuan looked at the boy and reached out to rub his head.

Next time and next time, how many next times there are!

Little liar.

You said the same thing last time.

Despite thinking this, Qi Xuan resignedly went to get slippers for the person.

The boy obediently put on his slippers and even took a couple of steps.

His confident demeanor made it seem as if he was wearing custom-made clothes to walk the red carpet.

Instead of wearing pajamas and slippers like this.

Qi Xuan smiled at the boy.

"Ah Yao, are you going out to play tomorrow?"

Gu Yao looked at Qi Xuan with some doubt, his eyes revealing a clear meaning.

You workaholic, do you even have time?

Qi Xuan stood up, reached out and gently flicked his head, with a hint of affection.

"I was so busy before National Day so that I could have time to spend with you after National Day. So, what reward do you have for me, A-Yao?"

Little heartless.

Gu Yao rubbed his forehead, which had just been flicked, and smiled happily, "Okay, so what kind of reward would you like, senior?"

Upon hearing the boy's address, Qi Xuan subtly frowned.

"Then let's change how we address A-Yao."

Gu Yao was taken aback when he heard this, not expecting that Qi Xuan would care so much about how he was addressed.

He chuckled, grabbed the young man's tie, and whispered in his ear, "So, what would you like to be called, senior? Senior? Qi Xuan? Ah Xuan? Or, Brother Xuan—Brother?"

The boy's last address was mumbled and ambiguous, yet it made Qi Xuan's Adam's apple bob.

Gu Yao noticed Qi Xuan's stiff body, smiled silently, loosened his tie, and said innocently, "Then let's go with Brother Xuan."

Qi Xuan lowered his eyes upon hearing this, feeling slightly disappointed at not receiving the address he desired.

Looking into the boy's cunning eyes, he knew he was completely under the boy's thumb.

Qi Xuan nodded, indicating that he approved.

But looking at the red mark on the boy's forehead, he frowned.

A bit of an eyesore.

The boy's skin was fair, and although he hadn't exerted much effort, it still turned a little red.

Following Qi Xuan's gaze, Gu Yao raised his hand and touched his forehead. His jade-like fingers touched the red mark, making the contrast between red and white particularly striking.

The white cover has lost its red color.

He looked at Qi Xuan's furrowed brows and smiled helplessly, "Oh, it's alright, this little red mark will fade away in a bit."

So don't look at it like you're an enemy.

I find your eyes rather scary.

Gu Yao reached out and smoothed the wrinkles between the young man's brows. "Don't look so bitter and resentful. How about we have hot pot tonight?"

Qi Xuan grabbed the boy's somewhat slender wrist. "Why is he still so thin?"

After a month, it seemed the boy hadn't gained any weight at all.

It's time to take good care of myself.

He looked into the boy's shining eyes and nodded in response to the boy's expectant gaze.

"it is good."

A smile appeared on the boy's face, and his eyes were burning as he looked at Qi Xuan.

Before Qi Xuan could react, the hands that had been lingering between his brows moved to the back of his head and hooked downwards.

The boy kissed his lover in the afternoon sunlight.