"Tsk."
Unhappy with Pei Hanmo pinning him down, Chu Xinghui pushed hard and pinned Pei Hanmo beneath him instead.
"What am I doing? Your big... Older Brother is going to show you what it means to learn to enjoy yourself."
Did he want to be on top?
Pei Hanmo did not want to fool around with a drunken Chu Xinghui.
He lay on the bed, holding Chu Xinghui's waist in both hands, and said indulgently,
"All right, all right. Whatever Older Brother says is right. What do you want to do?"
Chu Xinghui bent down, then lifted his head and gave Pei Hanmo a wicked smile.
Pei Hanmo suddenly had a bad feeling. He took out his phone and opened the video recorder, ready to record the evidence.
Otherwise, Chu Xinghui would absolutely refuse to admit it tomorrow morning.
... (Where? If you know, you know (´I`))
"Mmph..."
Chu Xinghui rubbed his aching, hungover head and looked at the eight-pack abs before him.
Since when had his pillow grown abs?
He reached out and poked them.
Hmm... that felt a little too real.
Wait!
Where was he?
He jerked his head up and looked around the unfamiliar surroundings.
He vaguely remembered coming to Pei Hanmo's house to run lines last night, then blacking out after a glass of milk...
He opened his mouth to speak, only to discover that it was sore as hell.
Chu Xinghui: ?
Something was wrong.
"You're awake?"
Pei Hanmo's voice came from above him, hoarse from just waking up.
"Uh... last night?"
What happened??
Pei Hanmo pulled the still-bewildered Chu Xinghui out of bed and into the bathroom.
"Older Brother, brush your teeth first. No matter what I said last night, you wouldn't brush them..."
Only then did Chu Xinghui notice that the taste in