Will I Get Beaten Up If I Kiss You?

Qi Si stared at the man before him in shock.

Was this man really that old?

Going by a normal graduation timeline, ten years after graduation meant he had to be around thirty, right?

Was he really that old?

Qi Si himself was only twenty-two this year. If the other man had also graduated at twenty-two, then he would already be thirty-two!

Ten years older than him!

That was way more than the two or three years older he had mentioned before!

Bo Yanqi watched the stunned child in front of him and suddenly leaned forward.

The man's abrupt approach startled Qi Si.

Their noses were only millimeters apart. Qi Si instinctively held his breath, nervously staring at the magnified handsome face before him.

"Kid, do you still want to pursue me now?"

As the man spoke, warm breath brushed against Qi Si's lips.

Qi Si's gaze flickered. He stared at the man's lips without speaking.

After a moment, the man asked, "What are you thinking about?"

"I was thinking..." Qi Si said thoughtfully, "if I kissed you right now, would you beat me up?"

Bo Yanqi: "???"

Bo Yanqi choked.

In all his life, this was the first time he had encountered someone so fearless of death.

What he said was clearly so offensive, yet somehow, he was impossible to dislike.

Bo Yanqi sat up straight and looked at the audacious young man before him with an ambiguous smile.

"You really aren't picky." That didn't sound quite right—it made him seem cheap.

But Qi Si still understood what Bo Yanqi meant.

"I am picky! Even though you're a little old, you don't look it! And you're handsome, with a great body too! I like handsome guys! Besides, aren't older people supposed to be more mature and know how to take care of others? I've never dated someone like that before, so I want to try!"

Bo Yanqi looked at the eager Qi Si and felt a headache coming on.

This kid was quite difficult to deal with.

"You should go out. The competition is about to start."

Qi Si froze.

"What does that mean? Does that mean you're rejecting my pursuit?" Qi Si asked, a trace of disappointment showing on his face.

Bo Yanqi had originally wanted to nod, but when he met the child's disappointed eyes, he somehow could not bring himself to do it.

"You guess."

After saying those two words, Bo Yanqi himself was stunned.

Hearing those words, Qi Si automatically took them to mean that the other man had agreed to let him pursue him.

"Alright! Then I'll head out first. Good luck in the competition!"

As he left, he waved his phone. "Contact me later!"

Bo Yanqi said nothing.

Qi Si did not mind. He put away his phone and turned to leave the lounge.

As he left, he even kindly helped the man gently close the lounge door.

Watching Qi Si carefully tuck away his phone as though he were hiding some precious treasure, Bo Yanqi could not help finding it amusing.

Anyone who did not know better would think there was something valuable inside that phone.

After returning to his seat, Qi Si kept lowering his head to look through his phone contacts.

Xiao Chou saw this and asked with a puzzled expression, "Young Master Qi, did you invite someone else?"

Qi Si put away his phone, and the expression on his face turned cold in an instant.

"No."

Xiao Chou did not ask any further questions.

"By the way, do you know who the Bo Household brought as their racer today?" Qi Si asked Xiao Chou beside him.

"Huh?" Xiao Chou thought for a moment. "I think it's the club's star racer."

"The club's star racer?" Qi Si carefully tried to remember the star racer's name. It seemed to be Augus?

"Is the club's star racer called Augus?" Qi Si asked Xiao Chou.

"That's right! It's Augus!"

The light in Qi Si's eyes shimmered brightly.

So he was Augus!

No wonder he was the man Qi Si had set his sights on—he really was handsome!

Handsome! And an amazing racer too!

Qi Si was wholly focused on the male god he had fallen in love with at first sight. If he had looked into it even a little, he would have realized that he had mistaken the man for someone else.

It was true that Augus was the club's star racer, but Augus was a genuine M Country native.

And his male god did not look like he had anything to do with M Country genes.

Qi Si opened Bo Yanqi's Green Bubbles profile. Remembering that the man seemed to have had some objections to the nickname he had given him earlier, he thought about it and changed the note to Augus.

He should not have any complaints now, right?

Before the competition began, Qi Si sent the other man a message.

[Unrestrained: Good luck in the competition!]

He knew the other man definitely would not reply at a time like this, but after the competition ended, he should reply once he saw the message.

Qi Si had originally come to watch the race simply for the excitement, but now that he had his male god, all his attention naturally fell on him.

The VIP seats really did offer an excellent view, allowing them to see the track clearly.

Although it was a little far away, Qi Si was not nearsighted and could still see everything clearly.

He saw the man appear on the track in a black-and-white racing suit, wearing a helmet.

Though he could not make out the man's face, he could identify him from the number on his clothes.

By all rights, he should have been cheering for his own team's racer.

Yet in reality, Qi Si's gaze stayed on Racer Number Seventeen the entire time. He did not care at all whether his own racer lived or died.

Seeing Number Seventeen far in the lead, he was even more excited than the racer's boss.

"Did you see that? Number Seventeen is in first place! That's incredible!"

Xiao Chou was equally excited. "Ahhh, he's really amazing! That drift just now was insanely cool!"

The spectators at the scene were all beside themselves with excitement, their shouts deafening.

Even so, Qi Si's shouts were especially piercing among them, causing quite a few young masters nearby to look at him in confusion.

They could not help wondering whether Number Seventeen was a racer from the Qi Household.

Watching Number Seventeen remain in first place and pull far ahead of the other racers, everyone's feelings became complicated.

Could it be that the Qi Household would win the development rights this time?

The Qi Household was no easy opponent to begin with, but since only the two brothers Qi Wang and Qi Si remained, even as capable as Qi Wang was, he had struggled to move forward while surrounded by wolves.

But with the Wangjiang project, the Qi Household might undergo a dramatic rise.

And that was not all.

If the Qi Household formed an alliance with the Bo Household, it would be even harder for everyone else to make a comeback.

The others present who were competing for the development rights could not help growing anxious at the sight.

But what could they do when their racers were simply not good enough?

By the latter half of the competition, first place had already opened a gap of two car lengths from second place.

If second place could not overtake him in the final laps, then the trophy would be out of reach.

Quite a few spectators had bet on second place, and seeing this outcome, many were furious.

Qi Si, however, made no effort to hide his excitement. Of course, he had bet on his male god.

On the final lap, second place clung tightly behind.

First place continued accelerating.

At the final turn, if second place could not overtake at this bend, first place would be completely out of reach.

But the curve of this turn was extremely tricky. If they did not slow down, there was a ninety-percent chance they would overturn.

Everyone thought first place would slow down at this turn, and Qi Si watched in extreme nervousness.

To everyone's surprise, first place not only did not slow down, but continued accelerating.

Second place also kept accelerating at first, trying to overtake first place.

But as he entered the turn, he still chose to slow down. Watching first place ahead of him, he viciously hoped the other racer would crash.

Quite a few people in the stands thought the same thing.

Qi Si's heart rose to his throat.

Under everyone's nervous yet expectant gazes, first place continued to accelerate. Then, amid everyone's disbelief, he executed a brilliant drift and smoothly cleared the turn.

The silver-white car shot forward like an arrow released from its bow, crossing the finish line in the blink of an eye.

"Ah—"

"He won!"

Cheers erupted throughout the venue, and Qi Si jumped up and threw his arms around Xiao Chou beside him.

Infected by Qi Si's emotions, Xiao Chou was just as excited, completely forgetting that Number Seventeen had not been the racer he originally supported.