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Just as Zhao Jun was making bold threats about dealing with Cheng Jingyao, a fanfiction titled He’s Afraid I’ll Kiss Him suddenly emerged online, authored by Jing Xing Qing Yun.
[Cheng Jingyao and Ye Yunqing grew up together, attending the same schools and classes.
After the college entrance exams, a male classmate planned to confess to the girl he liked and organized the whole class to go to Xingyao Theme Park. Since Cheng Jingyao and Ye Yunqing were good friends with this classmate, they went along to support him.
The haunted house was a must-play attraction at Xingyao Theme Park, and naturally, everyone was up for it. The male classmate even planned a surprise, intending to confess inside the haunted house.
Yes, he was a very creative classmate.
Everyone entered the haunted house, with Cheng Jingyao and Ye Yunqing bringing up the rear—everyone was used to them being inseparable, so no one interrupted them.
Moreover, everyone’s attention was focused on the soon-to-be confessing male and the girl, so no one noticed that Cheng Jingyao suddenly grabbed Ye Yunqing’s hand.
Ye Yunqing was slightly startled and tried to pull away but couldn’t. He quietly asked, “What are you doing?”
The eighteen-year-old Cheng Jingyao, still a bit shy, felt his palm sweating, yet he held on tightly, pretending to be calm, “Aren’t you scared?”
Cheng Jingyao said, “If you’re scared, you can hold onto me. I don’t mind.”
Ye Yunqing: “…”
Eighteen-year-old Ye Yunqing was even more easily embarrassed than now. His cheeks flushed, and the back of his ears turned red, but fortunately, it couldn’t be seen in the dim haunted house.
“Aren’t you the one who’s scared?” His palm was also sweating, but he pretended to be composed, “If you don’t mind others laughing at you, I can lend you my hand to hold.”
Cheng Jingyao: “…”
Him, scared? Nonsense! An eighteen-year-old has nothing to fear!
But Ye Yunqing offered to lend him his hand to hold!
With such a great opportunity, what’s so bad about admitting he’s scared?
“Mmm.” Cheng Jingyao nodded vaguely, his face burning red as he held onto Ye Yunqing, a wide grin spreading across his face.
The haunted house staff did their best to play their roles as NPCs, scaring the boys and girls walking ahead. The male classmate, with some help from friends, successfully held the girl’s hand.
The ghost in a white dress, having fulfilled her task, turned around to leave but noticed something: Huh? Another young couple?
The ghost in a white dress struck a pose and made a sudden lunge, causing the shorter boy to flinch and quickly look away.
The taller boy immediately pulled him into his arms, protecting him tightly and casting a cold, wary glance at the ghost.
Ghost in a white dress: D*mn it! These d*mn couples! I’m not here to watch you flirt!
“Ahem.” Realizing he’d lost his composure, Ye Yunqing stepped out of Cheng Jingyao’s embrace, messed up his hair, and walked forward with a flushed face.
Cheng Jingyao hurried to catch up, once again grabbing his hand without asking, grinning wildly.
Heh, his shy partner is so cute!
He deliberately slowed his pace, and whenever they encountered another ghostly NPC, he would pull Ye Yunqing into his arms, wrapping an arm around his waist, patting his head.
With each embrace, the conversation between them dwindled, but the sweat in their palms only increased.
At the haunted house exit, the male classmate nervously held a bouquet of roses and confessed to the girl he liked, stuttering so much that he said “I like you” three times.
“Little Meng is hopeless. He can’t even confess properly.”
Cheng Jingyao stopped in the shadows at the exit, still holding onto Ye Yunqing’s hand, reluctant to let go, while making a sarcastic remark, “If I were the girl, I wouldn’t agree.”
As soon as he finished speaking, the girl smiled, blushed, and accepted the roses, then tiptoed to kiss the boy on the cheek.
The amusement park erupted with cheers.
This works too?
Cheng Jingyao was stunned and instinctively looked at Ye Yunqing.
Ye Yunqing watched the newly formed couple embrace, his lips slowly curling up, “What would a single dog like you know? In the eyes of someone who likes him, even being foolish is cute.”
Cheng Jingyao: ??? Me? A single dog?
Who says I don’t have a wife?!
He grabbed Ye Yunqing and pulled him back into the dim haunted house, pressing him against the wall, and kissed him.
Soft lips touched, and the shy eighteen-year-old boy’s eyes widened, his face turning bright red as he began to struggle.
The pure eighteen-year-old, however, had a surprising amount of strength, holding him tightly and daringly brushing against his lips.
Ye Yunqing tilted his head back to avoid it, but Cheng Jingyao held his head firmly, following him with his lips, even daring to use his tongue to pry open his lips.
Ye Yunqing: !!!
He froze completely, like a helpless little thing.
So, the once pure eighteen-year-old boy became passionate, bold, and unstoppable.
After five or six minutes, or maybe even longer, Cheng Jingyao finally let go, leaving Ye Yunqing breathless, his cheeks flushed, and his legs weak. But like a big puppy, he nuzzled against Ye Yunqing’s shoulder, complaining softly.
“So what if he said ‘I like you’ three times? I’ve called you my wife thousands of times in my heart, wife, wife, wife, mmm—”
“Shut up.”
Ye Yunqing covered his mouth, warning him harshly in a low voice, but his red, moist lips lacked any real intimidation, and his flushed eyes were even more captivating, his heartbeat more erratic than ever.
“I don’t care.” Cheng Jingyao removed his hand, leaned in, and gave him another hard kiss on the lips, speaking with domineering authority, “From today, you’re my wife.”
“If you don’t agree, I’ll confess and kiss you in public.”
Who confesses like this?!
Ye Yunqing was in disbelief, his eyes reddened with anger, “You rascal!”
Cheng Jingyao continued to kiss Ye Yunqing’s lips, saying, “Wife.”
Ye Yunqing, blushing, covered his mouth and warned, “Don’t call me that!”
Cheng Jingyao removed his hand and kissed him again, “Wife.”
“Cheng Jingyao!”
He kissed him again, “Ah, wife~”
“Hey, why haven’t Brother Cheng and Yunqing come out yet?”
Shh!
Don’t make a sound.
The eighteen-year-old puppy is kissing his beautiful wife.]
Comments:
“Ahhh, I’m on my knees thanking the author! This is too sweet!”
“I’m dying from this cuteness! Childhood sweethearts forever!”
“Ahhh, the pure-hearted puppy calling ‘wife’ is just too much! You really know how to write, author!”
“The details are so vivid, it’s as if the author was there witnessing their ‘kiss of love’ firsthand.”
“This wasn’t just a kiss; they must have kissed until their lips were swollen!”
“Were they really this sweet in high school? Can any alumni spill the tea?”
“If eighteen-year-old Cheng Jingyao was already this intense, I can’t imagine him now! /Auntie’s mischievous smile.jpg”
“Calling someone ‘wife’ thousands of times is nothing! Let’s see you try something else thousands of times!”
Fans of the couple felt like it was Christmas, quickly pushing this fanfiction by Jing Xing Qing Yun to the top of the trending list.
Meanwhile, the Wonderful Moon live stream resumed at 3 PM that afternoon.
Due to the scorching afternoon sun, most of the live streaming took place indoors.
The four families drew lots to complete various tasks and earn points, ultimately winning experience cards for activities like the swimming pool, spy museum, game room, karaoke, and buffet.
Cheng Jingyao’s family won experience cards for the swimming pool and game room. They spent the afternoon playing in the game room, then cooled off in the pool after dinner.
The four families’ tasks and experiences varied, so they didn’t encounter Zhao Jun’s family and had a great time.
The live stream ended at 8 PM.
After putting their excited child, Tuntun, to bed, Cheng Jingyao and Ye Yunqing learned that their fanfiction had trended online.
However, the fanfiction had already been deleted for being “too explicit.”
Cheng Jingyao heard about it from his assistant, Tong Shu, but didn’t pay much attention, saying, “You can’t really ban these things. Just have the PR department keep an eye on it; as long as it’s not too explicit or too outrageous, it’s fine.”
Tong Shu nodded, “Understood, but there’s another issue—after that fanfiction trended, many people started digging into your high school days. They’ve already found our alumni group and the official school blog.”
Tong Shu, who was two years younger than Cheng Jingyao and Ye Yunqing, was their junior in high school and is now Cheng Jingyao’s assistant and personal secretary.
Cheng Jingyao raised an eyebrow, “What did they find?”
Tong Shu replied, “Just stuff about the two campus heartthrobs and childhood sweethearts. They even dug up your old CP fan groups.”
Xu Youyou, who was with them, was surprised, “You two had CP fans back in the day?”
Ye Yunqing’s cheeks reddened slightly. It was only after getting together with Cheng Jingyao that he learned their school’s social media had CP topics about them, and that their classmates had CP groups following their every move, picking out all sorts of sweet moments.
It’s been six or seven years since high school, and while most students back then used other social media platforms instead of Weibo, some traces remained.
Luckily, the students back then were more restrained and innocent, unlike today’s fans, who would interpret even the slightest interaction as a sign of romance and openly express their fantasies.
Having such bold fans flood the school’s official blog might not be a good thing.
Ye Yunqing suggested, “We should call the school and explain the situation. Also, contact the fan group admins to ask them to be more restrained and not cause trouble for the school.”
Tong Shu nodded, “Got it.”
Xu Youyou added, “We also discovered that during the live stream, some people were deliberately organizing attacks against Tuntun. The PR department is already investigating and should have results by tomorrow.”
Hearing this, Ye Yunqing frowned, and Cheng Jingyao’s face darkened, “It seems some people haven’t learned their lesson.”
He looked at Tong Shu, “Get in touch with Manager Zhou and have the legal department at Shiyao speed things up. After we deal with this wave, we’ll be ready for the next.”
Tong Shu, “…Understood.”
With one more day of live streaming to go, Cheng Jingyao and Ye Yunqing sent Tong Shu and Xu Youyou to rest in their rooms while they went to bed early to recharge.
Unexpectedly, after the next day’s live stream ended, a sudden wave of dirt on them began to surface online.
Anti-Fan: “Ye Yunqing’s an orphan; how is he worthy of being with our President Yao?”
