Fu Sichen’s words were sweet to hear, but they made no impact on Pei Zhen.

He didn’t want headlines such as ‘Best Actor and Best Actor candidate in challenging kissing pose’, ‘Best Actor Fu and Number Two Man Pei fallen… from balcony’, ‘You’re the wind, and I’m the sand, gay lovers jumped from balcony’.

It would look really idiotic.

And not the least bit romantic.

“Mum, look!” Before Pei Zhen could push Fu Sichen away, a child’s voice suddenly came from the little side street below. “That big brother and the other big brother are kissing!”

Damn it!

Pei Zhen’s heart missed a beat, and his teeth knocked against Fu Sichen’s lip. He couldn’t think of how to react to the passersby. Then a woman’s voice was heard speaking.

“Stop looking. They… they’re just playing a game.”

“Oh? Really? In that case, can I play the same game with Xiao Fang?”

Fu Sichen said nothing.

Immediately following the silence was the sound of footsteps hurrying away. Luckily the balconies were a distance from them, and fortunately, the beautiful scene was too much for their eyes—the woman didn’t recognize the two celebrities.

Pei Zhen turned red.

He couldn’t help feeling embarrassed, and pushed Fu Sichen away, taking a few steps back himself.

His peach blossom eyes were misty, and his lips were moist and plump from the blood that was rushing into his face and neck, washing away most of the anger he was feeling.

“That was a really stupid attempt at being romantic, don’t you think it’s dangerous?”

“Okay, okay, fine. It was my fault.”

Apologizing for his mistake, Fu Sichen, at the same time, had one hand on the balcony railing. With a forceful movement of his strong abdomen, and to Pei Zhen’s wide-eyed surprise, he flipped himself right over to Pei Zhen’s balcony!

“You!” Pei Zhen exclaimed.

Before Pei Zhen could speak, he was pushed up against the wall, and the large hood of his pajama top was lifted and brought down to cover both of them.

Fu Sichen lowered his head and kissed Pei Zhen fully on his lips.

The kiss was more forceful than the last, exploding into a burning desire fueled by an accumulation of mutual feelings in the time that had gone by.

Their blood seethed like the billowing waves, and their souls shuddered. Pei Zhen’s legs were giving way, and he moaned uncontrollably. “Wait… wait, slow down…”

If they continued…

He could only end up being topped.

Fu Sichen had excellent kissing technique, but being topped could hurt him.

Pei Zhen’s thoughts swirled around his head, and he had no idea what he was thinking. In the end, only one thought found its way into his head. When Fu Sichen’s hand reached Pei Zhen’s waist, his body stiffened.

“N-no way.” Pei Zhen blushed furiously and cleared his throat. His voice was hoarse. “I… I…”

Fu Sichen’s gaze was searing, and his lips firmly planted on Pei Zhen’s. When he spoke, Pei Zhen could feel the heat of his breath. “What’s wrong?”

“I… I…” There was a long pause, and Pei Zhen was almost speaking gibberish by that point. “Need to tell you a secret… actually, I’m not yet 18…”

“Good try, darling, acting all delicate?” Fu Sichen said.

“Acting delicate?!” Pei Zhen was quite annoyed. “I’m psychologically young! Definitely under 18!”

Fu Sichen said nothing.

He knew that Pei Zhen wasn’t ready. In the first place, Fu Sichen had no intention of going any further. But when he saw how serious his young boyfriend was, he just wanted to tease him.

Who’d have known that such teasing would so easily ignite passion and things would get out of hand just like that? “Darling, you’ll have to grow up quickly then.”

Pei Zhen’s face heated up again. Embarrassed, he spoke in a pleasing tone after hesitating for a while, saying, “Fu Sichen, it seems now that it’s unlikely that I can be the top party.”

Fu Sichen smiled, glad for Pei Zhen’s self-awareness.

“Given this, can we both be the top party?”