After Playing the Fool and Marrying the Blind Villain [Transmigration] - Chap 115
After Playing the Fool And Marrying the Blind Villain – Extra Nine
Five years later.
Pei Yi put on his newly bought pajamas and walked out of the bathroom with wet hair. The air conditioner in the room was still on, which alleviated the heat from the shower.
He walked quickly to the small living room and scanned the wine wall from top to bottom. Footsteps sounded from the other side.
Pei Yi didn’t even look away, and only opened his mouth to shout, “Er-ge, I want to drink.”
Bo Yueming noticed his hair at first sight and asked helplessly, “Drink? You haven’t even dried your hair. Aren’t you afraid of catching a cold?”
“It was a little stuffy in the bathroom just now, so I didn’t bother to blow-dry it.” Pei Yi touched his half-dried hair and designated his lofty target. “I want that bottle of wine. Er-ge, hurry up.”
Bo Yueming looked in the direction he was pointing. “Who did you learn this talent for choosing wine from?”
There was no wavering at all when it came to picking a good one.
Bo Yueming had been in the habit of collecting and hoarding wine since he went to university, but every time, Pei Yi could accurately take control of it. The full wine wall seemed to have been prepared for the other party.
“Who else could it be but my Father Yan?”
Zong Baiyan liked to drink and knew his wine.
Pei Yi had learned a lot about wine culture at his side when he was younger. After he entered high school, the father and son would secretly taste some wine behind Xu Rong’s back.
Nowadays, the university entrance exam was over and he had officially become an adult—
Pei Yi’s love of alcohol from his childhood had been completely liberated. He dared not indulge in his father’s alcohol, so he could only come to Bo Yueming’s place now and then to enjoy himself.
Bo Yueming always put the good wine in a high place. Pei Yi, who was a bit short, urged, “Hurry up, Er-ge.”
His tone was whiney, with an intimacy that only came from one’s own family.
“Little dwarf.”
Bo Yueing smiled as he muttered this, taking down the wine that Pei Yi wanted.
Pei Yi glared at him and refused to admit defeat. “How am I short? You’re just too tall.”
Bo Yueming didn’t want to make him angry. “Okay, you open the wine and I’ll get the hair dryer. You still need your hair blown a little.”
Pei Yi asked lazily, “Ah?”
Bo Yueming raised his eyebrows. “What ah? Don’t you want me to help blow it?”
“Oh.”
Pei Yi chuckled and watched the other party go into the master bedroom.
In the beginning, Bo Yueming didn’t choose to go abroad. Instead, he stayed in China and applied to the business school of the Imperial Capital University, and took the lead in participating in Bo Group’s projects.
Not only that, but he also privately tried additional venture capital projects with his friend Yan Can.
Although he was young, his reputation in the circle was not low.
The Zong and Bo families were close when it came to business, and the relationship between Pei Yi and Bo Yueming had become closer and closer in private. It was no longer once or twice that he came to stay at the Bo residence, and the small bedroom was even specially prepared for him.
Zong Baiyan and Xu Rong took advantage of the fact that he was finishing his college entrance examination and went out to travel again. Pei Yi, who had zero cooking skills, simply came to stay at the Bo residence.
. . . . . . . .
“Ah! So nice!”
Pei Yi drank another glass of champagne and sighed happily.
Bo Yueming could only say, “Drink slowly, or you’ll become a drunk kitten.”
Pei Yi shook his head with confidence. “No way, I’m the king of alcohol capacity.”
“……”
When Bo Yueming heard these exaggerated words, a hint of endearment flashed through his eyes. “All right, you’re the king of alcohol capacity. It’s already ten o’clock. Time to go to bed.”
“No, ah, Er-ge.”
Pei Yi quickly stood up from the sofa. “I’ve finished the university entrance examination, so I need to indulge myself occasionally.”
Bo Yueming swirled his wine glass and said, “Indulge yourself? What do you plan to do?”
Facing this question from the person before him, Pei Yi’s eyes flashed with uncommon shyness. He coughed to cover it up. “Wait a moment!”
Saying this, he ran barefoot back to his room and then sat back next to Bo Yueming with a laptop in his arms.
“Er-ge, let me show you something exciting! Don’t tell my fathers, ah.”
“…….”
Pei Yi mysteriously opened his hidden file. The moment the names of various videos popped up, Bo Yueming’s eyes darkened.
Pei Yi was still immersed in the excitement of being “about to do something mischievous,” and even asked Bo Yueming his opinion. “Which one do you want to watch?”
Bo Yueming’s eyes quickly scanned the messy film titles, and he closed the computer with a snap. “Pei Yi.”
Pei Yi was confused. “En?”
Bo Yueming asked seriously, “When did you start watching these?”
“……”
Pei Yi heard the sternness in his tone. When he turned to meet Bo Yueming’s gaze, his original excitement disappeared at once and he hummed softly.
“I, I haven’t watched them yet.”
He was busy studying for the university entrance examination, so how could he be distracted by such things?
Bo Yueming tossed the laptop onto the soft cushion on one side and continued to ask, “Where did these videos come from?”
Pei Yi honestly confessed, “Lao Zhou from my class gave them to me. I just got them today. I swear I haven’t watched them yet!”
After saying a few words, the blush on Pei Yi’s cheeks had spread to his ears.
Bo Yueming knew that the other party wouldn’t lie to him. Besides, every boy would go through such a stage. His voice slowed slightly. “Are you curious?”
Pei Yi nodded, then quickly shook his head. “No.”
Bo Yueming said calmly, “Then why?”
Pei Yi drew closer, a little embarrassed. “Er-ge, you, you don’t tell anyone.”
“What?”
“I’m just a little curious. They said…..” Pei Yi’s words blurred together. “What does it feel like?”
It wasn’t that he hadn’t gone through the stages of growth and development. The few times he had experienced it, he was just confused as he woke up from a great dream. He mostly just endured it and got over it slowly.
At the class reunion the other day, a group of boys were bragging and comparing themselves to each other after drinking too much.
Pei Yi didn’t participate in this topic. He just listened silently for a while and realized that many people of the same age around him were having their own fun.
Pei Yi’s voice buzzed, “Lao Zou said that he usually reacts to these kinds of things. I’m really curious.”
So he thought of giving it a try, but who could have known what the result would be?
Before he could even think of clicking on the video, his plan was strangled in the cradle by Bo Yueming!
Pei Yi moved closer again, acting coquettish as he admitted his mistake, “Er-ge, I don’t want to watch them anymore. I’ll delete them right away. Don’t tell Father Yan or others, ah, I’m afraid of being embarrassed.”
Bo Yueming set the wine glass aside and said in a low voice, “Pei Yi, if you’re really curious and want to watch them, I won’t interfere, but not everyone will have a reaction after watching those videos.”
Although Bo Yueming didn’t spend time thinking about this sort of thing, that didn’t mean he was unaware—
A person’s sexual orientation and preferences would affect their instinctive reactions to a certain extent.
“…….”
Pei Yi listened, half-comprehending, and took a wrong turn. “Er-ge, I won’t have a problem, right?”
As soon as he finished speaking, Bo Yueming knocked on his forehead. “What are you thinking about? Go to sleep.”
Pei Yi rubbed his forehead. He thought about his physiological reaction when he woke up early and set aside his unnecessary thoughts—
He…..was extremely capable!
Bo Yueming didn’t know what was on Pei Yi’s mind. He turned around and sighed imperceptibly. Unexpectedly, the other party followed him. “Er-ge, wait for me, ah.”
“Your room isn’t over here.”
“I, I’ll sleep with you tonight!”
Pei Yi was still immersed in inexplicable embarrassment. He should obviously stay away from Bo Yueming, and couldn’t explain why he wanted to follow him now.
Because of his experiences growing up, Pei Yi often had nightmares. When he woke up and didn’t feel a sense of security, he would go to Bo Yueming’s bed to sleep.
This was not the first time the two had slept in the same bed since childhood.
The lights went out.
Pei Yi’s mind was still on their discussion just now, and he couldn’t help being curious. “Er-ge.”
“En?”
“Have you ever had one?”
Pei Yi’s voice as he said this was very low and cryptic, with a hint of youthful shyness that was unique to him.
Bo Yueming understood his meaning, and was silent for a few seconds before replying, “I have, very infrequently.”
Pei Yi heard this particularly ‘Bo Yueming-style’ answer and continued to ask curiously, “When? Did you think of anyone?”
“……”
Bo Yueming remained silent for longer this time. When he spoke, he asked, “What about you?”
Pei Yi murmured honestly, “It was in a dream, and I can’t remember clearly. It was like that when I woke up.”
Bo Yueming chuckled. “En, I understand. Go to sleep.”
“……”
Pei Yi realized afterward that he had been tricked. “Er-ge, you haven’t said anything yet!”
Bo Yueming pulled up the quilt and responded, “Sleep.”
Pei Yi’s words were stifled, but he knew Bo Yueming’s demeanor well. No one could pry out the things that the other party didn’t want to talk about.
Thinking of this, Pei Yi had no choice but to pull up the other corner of the quilt. Although he was resting with his eyes closed, the little thoughts in his mind had not yet stopped—
In fact, Pei Yi didn’t completely lack understanding.
He had lived under the same roof as Xu Rong and Zong Baiyan since he was a child. No matter how much his two gay fathers wanted to hide some aspects of their private life, things would always leak out inadvertently.
Even if Pei Yi hadn’t seen it, he had still heard some unspeakable content that made his face blush and his heart pound.
He once thought that desire was probably a very beautiful and addictive thing, and that such a reaction would only arise when you met the right person.
The more Pei Yi thought about it, the more confused he became. He fell into a dream unconsciously, but this time the content of the dream was a little different—
Bo Yueming still closed his laptop, but then he kissed him.
From the eyebrows to the tip of his nose. From his lips to his neck.
The heat surged like the tide, attacking his heart inch by inch.
“Wu.”
In the dream, Pei Yi couldn’t tell whether he wanted to struggle or continue. He was just rubbed unbearably under the other party’s control, allowing him to carry it out bit by bit until the last moment.
“Er-ge…..”
“Pei Yi?”
The voice in his ears was both real and imaginary.
Pei Yi struggled to open his eyes, breaking out of the dream.
A glimmer of light shone through the gaps in the curtains, allowing him to vaguely glimpse Bo Yueming, who was facing him. In a daze, he also saw himself in those eyes.
Pei Yi felt uncomfortably hot all over his body, along with an indescribably dissatisfaction. “Er-ge.”
Bo Yueming’s response came quickly. “What?”
Pei Yi was still a little confused about what was a dream and what was reality, so he just followed his instincts and pressed himself against Bo Yueming’s slightly cool pajamas with a trace of coyness that he had grown up with since childhood.
“I, I’m uncomfortable.”
“…….”
Bo Yueming seemed to come to a sudden realization, and his eyes darkened at once.
He only hesitated for a few seconds, and then adjusted his posture to wrap Pei Yi in his arms, exploring easily.
“Mm!”
Pei Yi tensed up subconsciously.
Bo Yueming coaxed in a whisper, “Be good, relax.”
Chaos and wakefulness intertwined. Dreams and reality overlapped.
Pei Yi breathed rapidly. He grasped Bo Yueming’s pajamas tightly, crumpling the fabric into a mess.
Until the tide surged and then released.
Only then did he let out an uncontrollable cry, his eyes wet, as if he couldn’t bear the strange feeling he had never experienced before.
Pei Yi raised his eyes slightly to look at Bo Yueming in front of him, out of sorts. At once, he buried his face in the crook of the other person’s neck and nuzzled it. “……Er-ge.”
“En?”
Bo Yueming’s breathing was tight.
Pei Yi’s voice choked up, and he said with innocent honesty, “Er-ge, it felt so good.”
“……”
Bo Yueming was stunned for a moment, and then gently touched his earlobe. “En.”
