CH 79

“Good morning, Cheng-ge.”

Jiang Cheng lay on the bed, hugging the pillow with his head to one side. His eyes were half closed. Gu Fei was lying next to him in the same position, head also to the side, but he was hugging a small, fuzzy blanket.

“Cheng-ge.” Gu Fei looked at him.

“Mmm.” Jiang Cheng answered.

“Let’s go buy another pillow?” Gu Fei asked.

“Why?” Jiang Cheng asked, then a corner of his mouth quirked up after a brief consideration. “So Pan Zhi can use it when he comes?”

“Nice one, overachiever,” Gu Fei tsked audibly. “You still haven’t been fucked into behaving?”

“How about we battle for another 300 rounds to determine the winner?” Jiang Cheng also tsked, and turned his head to face the wall.

“Does it hurt?” Gu Fei reached out and stroked his back.

“……..It’s alright.” Jiang Cheng closed his eyes, feeling his answer.

To be honest, there wasn’t a limit to how thick a person’s face can be. Thinking about it, in just the last 24 hours, he and Gu Fei had become shameless enough to talk candidly about such topics.

“Do you need me to piggyback you to the shower?” Gu Fei asked, laughing.

“Do you realize you’re going to be taken care of if you continue being so brazen?” Jiang Cheng lay there without moving. “I won’t go easy on you next time…… Hey Gu Fei.”

Jiang Cheng turned to look at him, “I’m going to ask you a question, and you have to answer it honestly.”

“Hm? Ask away.” Gu Fei squeezed closer to him, so they were arm to arm.

Jiang Cheng touched the tip of his nose, “It wasn’t your first fucking time, was it?”

“Mnn?” Gu Fei stared in confusion.

“Be good and tell the truth, I’m not going to make a fuss.” Jiang Cheng smiled affably with his teeth bared.

“Wait,” Gu Fei chuckled after collecting himself. “What is the basis for this question of yours?”

“You lasted longer than me,” Jiang Cheng stared at him, still smiling with his teeth bared. “Even with new tricks, you could hold it. Do you want to take me through your mental process?”

“Shit,” Gu Fei looked at him and laughed for a long time. “I’m a typical virgin alright?”

“No, I am.” Jiang Cheng said.

“See, I never doubted you,” Gu Fei said.

“No shit, the way I was, if you doubted me, where’s the justice?” Jiang Cheng realized now that he wasn’t even embarrassed at all about admitting his inexperience. As expected, his face was already a mile thick.

“Those notes of yours,” Gu Fei turned, pushing the little blanket a little further up, cushioning his head. “Did you even look at it yourself?”

“Ah,” Jiang Cheng also laughed. “Fuck, stop mentioning it.”

“Do you even remember the contents?” Gu Fei continued, his hand caressing Jiang Cheng’s back.

“Shit.” Jiang Cheng felt a little resigned. “I don’t need to try, I remember all the contents of the notes I’ve taken.”

That’s right, he remembered everything.

It’s just, some things tend to deviate from the plan during actual execution. Things would be affected by one’s mood, the state of their bodies etc, as well as…… Fuck it, in truth he just couldn’t hold back.

“Right, you’re an overachiever after all. Even a slacky slacker such as myself had it memorized after a few times, how could an overachiever not?” Gu Fei said, smiling. “But what can we do when the overachiever is so worked up, the way you looked it’s like you wanted to pin me down and cum all over my face……”

“Shut up.” Jiang Cheng pointed at him. “Gu Feifei, you shut up.”

Gu Fei slid down a little, flipped over, pinning down half of Jiang Cheng’s body, and kissed him.

With this kiss, they were both very earnest. Even though there was no desire in this kiss, it had a lot of other things, firmness, ease, comfort, leisure……

“Are you going to shower?” Jiang Cheng asked.

“If you’re uncomfortable you can wash first,” Gu Fei sat up while he felt towards the desk to the side. He grabbed the pack Jiang Cheng had thrown there, took a cigarette out, and put it in his mouth. “I’ll wait a bit.”

“Enough already, “Jiang Cheng grabbed the cigarette in his mouth. “Why do you always have an ‘after smoke’, regardless if you’re on the top or bottom?”

“I’m just smoking,” Gu Fei said. “There’s no significance, it’s just a normal cigarette.”

“You’re quitting smoking tonight,” Jiang Cheng got up and got off the bed directly, and noticed there weren’t any embarrassing tissues on the floor. Gu Fei had cleaned it up at some point. “I’m going showering.”

“Why do you always shower first, regardless if you’re on the top or bottom?” Gu Fei asked.

“Because I’m older than you by a month.” Jiang Cheng grabbed a change of clothes, stepped into his slippers, and left.

While passing through the living room to get to the bathroom, he was suddenly shocked into a cold sweat. He whipped his head towards the window, his neck nearly turning 200 degrees.

He let out a breath of relief at the sight of the tightly shut curtains, and held onto the bathroom door frame for a second.

Remembering such an important detail only half an hour after the deed, it was truly a classic display of all blood rushing down south leaving nothing for his brain……

In the bathroom, with the hot water running over his body, who knew if it was because all his blood was rushing back, or because he remembered the details, he felt a chaotic mess in his brain. All the details from before came rushing back, including being pressed into the table by Gu Fei and then dragged onto the bed…… What a show!

What a headache it was to have such a well functioning brain. Whether it was miniscule feelings of his mind or his body, he didn’t forget anything. Now it was all flooding back and spreading out before his eyes. Even with his newly thickened skin, he still couldn’t bear it. When the hot water flowed over his face, his face felt even hotter than the water.

This feeling.

Speaking of feeling… He suddenly felt a little apologetic. He felt bad for Gu Fei. Today, even with all the preparations Gu Fei had made like an old pervert, he still felt a little discomfort even now. With all that he did yesterday like a conqueror forcing the bow, how did Gu Fei feel?

And he had even asked if it felt good?

How shameless!

How could it have possibly felt good!

Ah fuck.

The two of them returned to bed after showering. Jiang Cheng checked the time on his phone, and was shocked. It didn’t feel like they did much, it was only a little something, plus some chatting on the bed, and it was already midnight.

Making merry every night, no wonder a king could not attend his morning courts.

“Let’s sleep,” Gu Fei turned off the light, and returned to bed, holding Jiang Cheng. He hooked one leg over his body. “There’s a photoshoot in the morning, and Er-Miao’s therapy in the afternoon.”

“So busy.” Jiang Cheng closed his eyes.

“Also gotta make time to go buy a pillow,” Gu Fei was probably not content with the rolled up blanket under his head, he had actually still remembered the pillow. “Let’s buy a two person pillow, one of those long ones.”

“Mmn.” Jiang Cheng answered.

“Once Pan Zhi comes, you won’t have time for photoshoots, right? I’ll tell them to adjust the schedule for those few days?” Gu Fei asked.

“No need,” Jiang Cheng really liked the feeling of Gu Fei talking softly by his ear. It put him at ease, like an electric current was passing through, and made him a little dazed. “We’ve got nowhere to go, we can bring him along to watch.”

“Ok,” Gu Fei kissed him on his earlobe. “I calculated the timing that day, they’ll pretty much be done before cram school starts, it’ll be a good sum of money too.”

“If I hadn’t met you,” Jiang Cheng leaned in and rubbed against the tip of Gu Fei’s nose. “I’d probably be cutting back on food and clothing, lest I accidentally die of hunger.”

“Not necessarily,” Gu Fei smiled. “Part-time work is still pretty easy to find, it just might not pay as well.”

Jiang Cheng smiled.

After that, Gu Fei said something, then he said something, but he couldn’t remember anymore. He listened dazedly to the sound of Gu Fei’s voice, and drifted off peacefully to sleep amidst waves of drowsiness.

Perhaps a little too peacefully.

When Gu Fei’s phone rang, they were both still sleeping as if passed out. Only when Gu Fei got up to get his phone, did Jiang Cheng realize that the asshole was using his arm as a pillow. Now, his entire arm was numb.

“Hello?” Gu Fei answered the phone. “I am……ah, what time is it now? Ten-thirty? Fuck……I overslept, sorry……Mhm, I can be there in half an hour. The model……the model probably overslept also……”

Gu Fei glanced over at him and Jiang Cheng realized it was a call from the photoshoot, seeing as no one showed up. He sat up hurriedly. As soon as he moved, his inner thigh felt as sore as if he had run 10km. He almost couldn’t hold in his yell.

“Alright, sorry, Luo-zong.” Gu Fei hung up. “Holy shit, it’s already 10:30, your overachiever biological clock……”

Before Gu Fei finished speaking, Jiang Cheng moaned as he fell back onto his pillow, “Ahh……my leg.”

“What is it?” Gu Fei startled, and yanked the blanket off of him. He examined Jiang Cheng but didn’t find anything wrong, and looked at him with a perplexed expression. “Did my fucking break your leg?”

“Fuck off!” Jiang Cheng glared at him, then thought about it and giggled for a while as he rubbed his leg. “Holy shit, why is it so sore here?”

“Because,” Gu Fei reached over to rub his inner thigh. “That uh……that position.”

“I fucking know it’s because of that position!” The image of him whining on the bed from the night before immediately drifted before Jiang Cheng’s eyes, and he felt a sudden wave of embarrassment. “I’m saying why would it be sore? Even if I play three basketball games in a day, my legs still wouldn’t be sore.”

Gu Fei looked at him, not speaking.

“Why are you looking at me? If you have something to say, then say it.” Jiang Cheng looked back at him.

“Because you wouldn’t constantly be using the muscles in your inner thigh when playing basketball.” Gu Fei said.

Jiang Cheng opened his mouth then closed it again, truly not knowing how to continue the conversation.

“After all, you were kneeling with your legs apart……” Gu Fei continued. “There’s a lot of weight on the inner thigh, and later on I even pressed down……”

“Okay,” Jiang Cheng extended an Er-Kang hand. “Alright, you don’t need to explain and describe anymore, I got it.”

Gu Fei got off the bed, and started laughing as he put on his pants, all the while looking at him.

“Hold on,” Jiang Cheng pointed at him. “Gu Fei, come here.”

“I was wrong.” Gu Fei backed up two steps. “Cheng-ge, I was wrong, I won’t laugh anymore.”

“Too late,” Jiang Cheng said. “Come here and fight.”

“Let’s fight when your legs aren’t sore anymore,” Gu Fei held in his laughter. “Even if I don’t use my arms and legs, you still wouldn’t be able to beat me.”

At that Jiang Cheng also laughed, “Do you have any shame? If you don’t use your arms and legs, what are you going to……”

“This.” Gu Fei cut him off before he was done, and thrusted hip at him, then ran out like a wisp of smoke.

“Gu Fei, do you want to get fucked!” Jiang Cheng yelled.

“Come fuck me.” Gu Fei answered from the bathroom.

“You dog-fucker……” Jiang Cheng stopped himself, then after some thought, found it amusing. He got up and put on his clothes while giggling to himself the whole time.

When he walked into the bathroom, Gu Fei was facing the mirror, brushing his teeth.

“Young man.” Jiang Cheng stood behind him and held his waist, as they faced the mirror together.

“Good morning, Cheng-ge.” Gu Fei mumbled.

“I’ve noticed you really do act like you need a good beating.” Jiang Cheng lifted a hand, pulling on the stubbly hair on top of Gu Fei’s head.

“Only to you,” Gu Fei spat out the toothpaste. “Cheng-ge we need to be quick, we have to be there in half an hour.”

“Mhm,” Jiang Cheng picked up his tooth brush and noticed the toothpaste had already been squeezed onto it. He smiled, and backed up a step as he brushed his teeth, and swiped at Gu Fei’s butt. “Hey, Gu Fei.”

“Hm?” Gu Fei answered while bent over washing his face.

Jiang Cheng tugged his pants down a little, then walked up and pressed himself against him, and thrusted gently. “Do you……still feel discomfort?”

“It’s better now,” Gu Fei turned back to look at him. “You’re not looking to go another round now, are you sir? We don’t have time, Cheng-ge.”

Jiang Cheng laughed as he pulled his pants back, “No, I just wanted to make a reservation, once you feel better.”

“Are you wanting to make it up to me?” Gu Fei wiped his face, turned around, and stood facing Jiang Cheng while holding his waist. “Do it again according to your notes?”

“Would you stop mentioning the notes!” Jiang Cheng said, mouth full of foam. “Where did you put it? Hurry up and throw it out, no actually, burn it.”

“Why burn it, it’s not like you wrote your name on it.” Gu Fei laughed.

“The main thing is, my handwriting,” Jiang Cheng leaned against Gu Fei, and reached over his shoulder to spit out the foam in his mouth. “Is uniquely ugly. Sometimes I think, there will never be anyone else whose writing will be as ugly as this. I keep thinking anyone can recognize my handwriting.”

“Alrighty,” Gu Fei was laughing uncontrollably. “Then let’s burn it.”

“Mhm, good boy,” Jiang Cheng held him and rubbed his back. “Move, your ge needs to wash his face.”

Gu Fei moved to the side and watched him while leaning against the wall.

“What are we shooting today?” Jiang Cheng asked while washing his face. “How come some boss called to rush us himself?”

“I call everyone boss. Today’s shoot is outdoors, at a pretty big tennis club. They’re opening a branch over here so they want to do some marketing. The person just now was in charge of all this. Although there’s not much you have to do today, and no need to put on makeup.” Gu Fei said.

“Mmn,” Jiang Cheng nodded. “Is it okay if I don’t know how to play tennis?”

“Why wouldn’t it be? You just need to make a few poses, it’s not like we’re filming a video, it’s fine.” Gu Fei chuckled as he said.

“Then what if the students come and say, oho that the coach in the photos is real handsome, I want him to teach me,” Jiang Cheng said. “What then?”

“That coach is at the main branch, it’s too far so he can’t come.” Gu Fei said.

“Damn it,” Jiang Cheng laughed, shook the water off, and dragged a towel over to wipe his face. “Okay then, let’s go.”

When they arrived at the tennis club, Jiang Cheng glanced at the sign, “Fly High? They had a location near where I used to live, there were even a few people from my old school who trained there.”

“Really?” Gu Fei smiled.

“They’re even opening branches here.” Jiang Cheng sighed. Suddenly seeing a once familiar sight here, he felt an emotion he couldn’t quite name.

The club wasn’t open yet, but there were many people on the courts. He couldn’t tell if they were instructors or students. There were two courts where people were taking photos.

“They’ve already started,” Jiang Cheng froze. “Did they switch photographer because you’re late?”

“No way.” Gu Fei smiled, pulling out his phone and dialling a number as he said. “There’s a lot to film, there’s no way I’m the only photographer. I think they’re also filming a promotional video.”

After Gu Fei finished his call, someone walked out from the office at the back, “Xiao-Gu, right?”

“Yes,” Gu Fei turned around. “Luo-zong?”

“Luo Yiyang,” The person shook hands with both of them. “You can just call me by my name, no need to be so courteous. Thank you for your hard work today, I’ll get someone to follow you guys around, she’ll tell you about the specifics of the photoshoot.”

“Sure.” Gu Fei nodded.

“This is the model, right?” Luo Yiyang looked at Jiang Cheng. “Pretty handsome, yes, certainly a sporty type…… To be honest, we could take photos of our own coaches, but they’re not handsome enough. The handsome one is our head coach, but I couldn’t sway him to come here…… Xiao-Tang! Come here for a second!”

The girl named Xiao-Tang ran over. Luo Yiyang explained everything to her, then left.

While Xiao-Tang explained the exact requirements to Gu Fei, Jiang Cheng walked to the promotion window to take a look. Inside were all kinds of achievements, awards, photos, and introductions of the coaches.

Head coach: Bian Nan.

Jiang Cheng took a closer look. This was probably the person Luo-zong was talking about, not bad, pretty handsome.

“Let’s go,” Gu Fei walked over. “Go change. First, we’ll take a set of photos of you playing in the court, and then we’ll take another set of you acting cool with the racket, and that’s all.”

“Mhm.” Jiang Cheng nodded.

“You……if there are larger movements later, are you going to be okay?” Gu Fei leaned in beside his ear and asked quietly.

“……Fuck,” Jiang Cheng almost wanted to reach for his own butt reflexively. “I’m fine, just don’t ask me to run.”

After following Xiao-Tang to an empty court, Jiang Cheng grabbed a set of the club’s clothes to change into, while Gu Fei prepared his equipment outside. His occasional assistant Nini wasn’t late leaving the house today, but she was stuck in traffic, and probably wouldn’t arrive for another 10 minutes.

He didn’t have a permanent assistant. Normally, when he couldn’t find anyone, he’d ask Nini to come help. Plus, she could also do makeup.

Although there wasn’t any need for makeup today. All Jiang Cheng needed to do was to change into a few of the club’s uniforms… Gu Fei’s hands stopped. What did the shorts on a tennis outfit look like?

He turned back to look at the people who were currently playing on the courts behind him. The shorts were alright. Although they weren’t as loose as basketball shorts, they at least wouldn’t reveal the tattoo on Jiang Cheng’s thigh.

He was just about to turn back around and continue fiddling with his camera, when he saw Tan Lin walking over from the side of the court.

Gu Fei furrowed his brows, and continued brushing his lens with his head down, not bothering to greet him.

“Gu Fei.” Tan Lin called from behind him.

“Lin-ge.” He didn’t turn around, and just continued to brush another lens.

“I didn’t come here on purpose, I’m watching over a model today. I just came over to say hi.” Tan Lin said.

“Mn.” Gu Fei answered.

“Are you with your classmate again today?” Tan Lin sat down on a chair next to him.

“I thought you just came to say hi?” Gu Fei turned to look at him.

“I mean,” Tan Lin sighed. “We’re just chatting here, you don’t need to be so annoyed, right?”

Gu Fei didn’t say anything.

“Gu Fei,” Tan Lin looked at him. “Let me formally apologize again, I really didn’t know……”

“There’s no need, Lin-ge,” Gu Fei interrupted him. “I’m very busy today.”

Tan Lin sighed, and didn’t say any more.

“Also, you don’t need to apologize. It wasn’t because of you,” Gu Fei looked at him, “But you and Xiao-Bing, I’ve lumped you two together. You know how I feel toward him. Even though you might not be the same, I still have nothing to say to you. So next time you see me, there’s no need to come say hi.”

“Don’t you think I’m also a victim here?” Tan Lin stood up. “I really did like you at that time, I wasn’t thinking of anything else, I didn’t know he would……”

“You have 10 seconds.” Gu Fei looked at him, his voice cold.

Tan Lin paused and looked back at him. When Gu Fei counted to eight in his head, he turned to leave.

Gu Fei frowned and put down his camera.

Seeing Tan Lin wouldn’t affect his mood too much, but the things he remembered whenever he saw Tan Lin, those were not pleasant memories.

A long time had passed, and when Gu Fei thought of it now, he no longer felt the same intense disgust he had felt at first. Although the helplessness and panic he felt when suddenly being cut open while totally unprepared, he still remembered……

Jiang Cheng finished changing and walked out, waving at him.

Gu Fei smiled. He didn’t know what Jiang Cheng felt everytime he looked at him, but the moment he saw Jiang Cheng every time, all his unhappiness and blues would immediately vanish.

Jiang Cheng’s smile—he picked up his camera, and quickly took a few shots—no matter how many he collected, it wasn’t enough.