After Playing the Fool and Marrying the Blind Villain [Transmigration] - Chap 116
After Playing the Fool And Marrying the Blind Villain – Extra Ten
After about four or five minutes, Pei Yi broke away from the unprecedented pleasure, and the chaos in his eyes slowly turned to clarity.
He looked at Bo Yueming, who was so close, and the temperature of his cheeks that had just cooled down suddenly rose. “Er-ge, I……”
Bo Yueming didn’t tease him, but only comforted him softly, “It’s normal to have a physical reaction when you wake up early. I’m not someone else, so what does it matter?”
Pei Yi was slightly convinced. He turned around subconsciously, but suddenly froze again—
The unspeakable dampness under the quilt had not dissipated, and Bo Yueming, who had taken the initiative to relieve him, might not have clean hands at the moment.
“……”
When Pei Yi thought of this possibility, he became increasingly embarrassed and nervous, and couldn’t speak.
Bo Yueming seemed to be aware of his emotions, and increased the distance between the two in a timely manner. “I’ll go to the bathroom first. Do you want me to get you a disposable towel?”
“N-No need.”
Pei Yi turned around, wishing he could hide his face under the quilt.
Bo Yueming saw his shy reaction, and the corners of his mouth curved slightly.
He took advantage of the other’s evasion to quickly get out from under the quilt, and walked to the bathroom.
Click.
The bathroom door closed a little hastily.
But the embarrassed Pei Yi didn’t notice this at all. He took another look, and after confirming that Bo Yueming would not come out again for a while, he sneaked back to his room with a guilty conscience.
Pei Yi took a few minutes to shower and then huddled in his room, not intending to go back again.
He smoothly pressed one side of the quilt, rolled it up again, and wrapped himself in the small nest he had made.
The alarm clock on the bedside table showed that it was not yet seven o’clock, but Pei Yi, who loved to stay in bed, couldn’t sleep now—
His head was a mess, everything mixed together.
The original dream gradually became blurred and was replaced by the scene when he woke up.
Bo Yueming encircled him with one hand, and held his weak body with the other. His fingertips were warm and slightly calloused.
The other’s deep voice from having just woke up fell into his ears, coaxing him without stop, so tingling and numb.
“……”
Pei Yi continued to visualize the situation just now, magnifying every detail.
He felt that something was wrong with him, but couldn’t tell what was strange. It wasn’t until he turned sideways that he realized he had a reaction that he shouldn’t have.
Pei Yi blurted out a whimper, and immediately started mumbling to himself to go to sleep.
It must have been because he had so many random thoughts yesterday before going to bed that he had such a dream!
It was because of that dream that he wanted to rely on Bo Yueming in such an unclear manner!
Looking at Bo Yueming’s perfectly normal reaction and attitude, it was clear that he saw him as a brother. How could there be any other meaning?
How normal was it for a boy to react like this, ah? He couldn’t imagine nonsense, lest he be laughed at by Er-ge!
The more Pei Yi thought about it, the more certain he became, and the heat that had risen was gradually replaced by calmness.
He rearranged the quilt that he had messed up and pulled it over his head, intending to go back to sleep.
. . . . . . .
The bathroom in the master bedroom was filled with mist, creating another sort of ambiguity.
The sound of gurgling water rushed over Bo Yueming’s head. He placed one hand on the fixed waterproof glass and gritted his teeth, refusing to reveal the slightest emotion that might cross the line.
Water droplets slid down his constantly moving right arm, extending along his slightly undulating chest.
The heat became increasingly obvious and increasingly uncontrollable.
When he was on the verge of reaching the end, the only thing that flashed through his mind was Pei Yi’s curious words before going to sleep the night before—
“When did you do it? Did you think of anyone?”
The heat peaked.
Bo Yueming’s tight back finally began to relax. He pressed his head against the cool glass and let the water flow from top to bottom, washing away his embarrassing secret.
. . . . . . .
After another ten minutes, Bo Yueming walked out of the bathroom once he had tidied up.
He put on clean clothes, and there was still a trace of redness on his slightly rolling Adam’s apple.
Bo Yueming looked at the empty master bedroom bed and sighed softly.
As early as the moment he had entered the bathroom door, he had guessed that with Pei Yi’s character, he would run out like a frightened kitten.
Sure enough, within half a minute, he heard footsteps as the other party escaped in a hurry.
As Bo Yueming approached the rumpled sheets, the image of Pei Yi huddling in his arms not long ago appeared in his mind. He was pliable and fresh, making a person want to bully him, but Bo Yueming had to endure.
Bo Yueming couldn’t tell when he had fallen in love with him. All he knew was that the time spent together day and night had integrated into his feelings. When he came back to his senses, he could no longer regard Pei Yi with a normal heart.
Little brother?
The two of them had no blood relationship to begin with.
Bo Yueming didn’t think that his feelings were wrong, but he always kept his reasoning and didn’t deliberately guide Pei Yi to do anything.
But now that Pei Yi had grown up, he had started to become curious and explore passion, love, and sex, and what Bo Yueming had to do was to accompany him as always.
No matter how slow that person was, he would be enlightened one day. He was waiting.
. . . . . . . .
Although with different thoughts, Bo Yueming and Pei Yi both tacitly turned the page on the episode that had occurred that morning.
Pei Yi was a little uneasy at first, and deliberately “hid” from Bo Yueming for two days. Later, when he discovered that the other party hadn’t changed at all, he slowly let go of the entanglement in his heart.
Summer vacation was neither long nor short.
Pei Yi had been admitted into the game design major at the Imperial Capital University with excellent results. Game design had always been his interest, and had been his goal since his second year of high school.
Although this major was not always popular at the university, Zong Baiyan and Xu Rong still gave their child the highest degree of freedom and support.
In the blink of an eye, it was the first day of school and time for freshmen to register.
Under the persistence of Zong Baiyan and Xu Rong, Pei Yi became a good and obedient son sent to school by his two fathers.
Because he lived locally, Pei Yi was the first among the four in the dormitory.
He took a bite of the dessert he had bought on the way and said faintly, “Father Rong, is my university far away from yours, ah?”
Xu Rong was an art professor at the Imperial Capital University.
Zong Baiyan knew the direction of his lover’s university better than anyone. “It’s far away.”
Xu Rong took out the small pillow that Pei Yi was used to sleeping with and placed on his bedside. However, your university is close to Yueming’s School of Business and Economics.”
Pei Yi said proudly, “En, I asked Er-ge before and made an appointment with him for lunch today!”
Bo Yueming’s School of Business and Economics started three days before his did.
Zong Baiyan raised his eyebrows. “Running out to have a meal with him at noon? What? Your Father Yan and Father Rong worked so hard to send you to school, but you don’t remember this kindness at all, ah?”
Pei Yi took the last sip of coconut milk and muttered faintly, “Father Yan, you can drive here in ten minutes. I said I could do it myself.”
Zong Baiyan asked angrily, “Do you know how much money your father can make in ten minutes?”
Still thinking about the arrangement with Bo Yueming, Pei Yi approached Xu Rong coquettishly. “Father Rong, the fried pork chops in the cafeteria of Er-ge’s university are really delicious. I haven’t had them all summer.”
Pei Yi was under a lot of pressure to study in the past. He would occasionally get greedy for this food and ask Bo Yueming to bring it to him from the school cafeteria every now and then.
“I know, greedy kitten.”
Xu Rong pinched his cheek gently, his tenderness unchanging. “I’ll take your father away now.”
With that said, he sent Zong Baiyan a look.
Zong Baiyan had originally wanted to “scold” his heartless child, but when he saw the look in Xu Rong’s eyes, he immediately changed his mind and said, “Fine, ba.”
Pei Yi had brought few things, so there was no need to bother cleaning up in the first place.
Seeing that everything was almost done, Zong Baiyan and Xu Rong prepared to leave. “Let’s go.”
Pei Yi quickly grabbed his charging cell phone and keys. “Wait!”
Zong Baiyan looked at him. “What else is there?”
Pei Yi drew close to Xu Rong and smiled cutely. “Father Rong, I’m too lazy to walk. Why don’t you give me a ride?”
Zong Baiyan laughed angrily. “It’s because your father has spoiled you that you’re so lazy!”
Xu Rong responded with a smile. “You don’t spoil him, ah?”
Pei Yi praised both sides. “Both of you dote on me!”
. . . . . . .
When Pei Yi arrived at Bo Yueming’s university, it was not yet mealtime.
Some time ago, Bo Yueming had gone abroad to study for a month at the instruction of Old Mrs. Bo. He had just returned to China the day before yesterday and went back to school without pause.
Pei Yi hadn’t seen him for a while.
“Er-ge, I’m at the third building like you said. Where are you?”
“Take the elevator to the sixth floor.”
Pei Yi quickly went upstairs according to these instructions. As soon as he stepped out of the elevator, he saw a familiar tall figure walking out of the classroom at the end of the hallway.
“Er-ge!”
Not having seen Bo Yueming in more than a month, Pei Yi felt a long-lost joy. Almost without thinking about it, he ran over.
When Bo Yueming saw him move, he simply stood there and opened his arms.
In less than five seconds, Pei Yi leaped toward the other party and was hugged firmly.
They had hugged this way since childhood.
Pei Yi was not in a hurry to let go, and went on to share his daily life with him. “I already checked in with the university this afternoon, and I’m officially a freshman.”
Bo Yueming responded, “En, what now?”
“Now I have another name for you.” Pei Yi raised his eyebrows proudly. “Senior.”
There was a three-year gap between the two. When Pei Yi was in the first year of junior high school, Bo Yueming was already a high school student. In the end, Pei Yi relied on the advanced recruitment of the affiliated high school, and Bo Yueming successfully became a student of the Imperial Capital University.
It was perfect now. After waiting for five or six years, they were finally a senior and a junior.
Thinking of this, Bo Yueming smiled. “But I’ll be leaving school for an internship soon.”
Pei Yi mumbled, “No matter, how long until you’ll be busy, ah? Is the fried pork chop stall in your cafeteria open?”
Seeing that he had no intention of coming in, Bo Yueming simply carried him into the classroom. “I told you it will be open at noon. I’ll take you there later.”
As soon as he finished speaking, Pei Yi heard a series of gasps behind him.
“…..Oh my god.”
“…..”
Pei Yi heard these unfamiliar voices and was stunned for a moment.
He turned his head subconsciously, only to find three unfamiliar faces in the classroom. They were all looking at him and Bo Yueming with wide eyes.
Pei Yi was so frightened that he immediately got down from Bo Yueming’s arms, trying to conceal his embarrassment. “H-Hi, you guys.”
One of the people opposite had an easy-going personality. “Brother Yue, what is this, ah? Is this your…..”
He hesitated to speak, and let his imagination roam.
It should be known that Bo Yueming was known for being aloof and strict when in school. With his mixed-race appearance and superior height, he firmly occupied the main topic of conversation on campus.
But from freshman year to senior year, other than his good friend Yan Cen, who was in the same major but a different class, he had never been so close to anyone. This was definitely unusual!
Pei Yi feared that the other party would misunderstand, and simply explained, “I…..I’m his little brother!”
Bo Yueming caught a glimpse of Pei Yi’s rapidly reddening ears and was not unhappy at all. “En, it’s like we have the same father but a different mother. Our two families have been close since childhood.”
“Oh.”
The responses of the three people were drawn out, as if teasing them.
Pei Yi felt that something was off, and his heartbeat also showed signs of stalling, so he could only bite the bullet and ask, “Er-ge, where’s the bathroom, ah? I need to go.”
Bo Yueming knew that the kitten was about to run away to calm down, and didn’t stop him. “On the other side of the hallway.”
“Okay.”
Pei Yi nodded politely to the three people opposite and ran out in a flash.
The remaining three people exchanged glances, feeling that the relationship between Bo Yueming and Pei Yi was not simple.
The three of them were temporarily recruited by their mentor to form a team for a competition, and although each of them knew Bo Yueming, they didn’t know him intimately. It was the easygoing person who asked: “Brother Yue, what kind of half-brothers are you, ah? I’ve never seen him before, is he really not your little lover?”
Little lover.
Bo Yueming considered this term silently and, in a low voice, admitted it for the first time. “En, one day he will be.”
