Chapter 63: Cream-Filled Biscuits
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“…”
Inside the Civil Affairs Bureau, Chu Feng remained silent.
“You’ve played so many ‘plays’ with him, but with me, you only play as a little white cat?” twenty-year-old Xie Shiyu accused.
Chu Feng: “I… will make it up to you later.”
Xie Shiyu: “When is later?”
Chu Feng knew that Xie Shiyu wasn’t someone who could be appeased with “later” or “next time.” He had to specify a concrete time.
“…After 70 hours.”
“How will you compensate me?”
Xie Shiyu took a step forward, his palm resting on the marble countertop behind Chu Feng, enclosing Chu Feng in his embrace:
“No more words?”
Chu Feng lowered his head, staring at the floor of the Civil Affairs Bureau. His figure, caught by Xie Shiyu, was reflected on the white tiles.
“Black cat… white cat… orange cat, all… all are fine.”
Xie Shiyu: “What about the ragdoll cat?”
“Don’t want the ragdoll cat… okay?” Chu Feng whispered.
The ragdoll cat’s tail was thick and fluffy, especially itchy, he couldn’t stand it.
“How can we not have the ragdoll cat when it’s so cute?”
Xie Shiyu hugged Chu Feng tightly: “Cheongsam, bunny, they all need to be compensated too.”
“Too many, will… break.”
Xie Shiyu looked at the person in his arms. Chu Feng lowered his head, his delicate face as white and smooth as jade. He seemed calm and composed as usual, but behind the fine black hair, his two small ears were bright red.
Xie Shiyu couldn’t help but feel itchy inside, he bent down and kissed Chu Feng’s cheek: “It won’t break. Compensate in batches, hmm… how about a week?”
A week?!
“No.” Chu Feng shook his head repeatedly, feeling pressured.
If he spent a whole week playing with twenty-year-old Xie Shiyu, the other adult Little Xies would definitely notice something wrong. If they found out he didn’t come to them for a week because he was playing with Xie Twenty various cat, bunny, and cheongsam plays…
That would be disastrous.
Not to mention being outnumbered, if he didn’t do any, he would be pressured to do them all. Every adult Xie would come looking for him, black cat, white cat, orange cat, ragdoll bunny, and cheongsam…
Chu Feng’s waist started to ache just thinking about it.
Twenty-year-old Xie Shiyu clung to him, coaxing and pestering, insisting on “compensating for a week”. Chu Feng resisted, and the two figures intertwined in front of the Civil Affairs Bureau counter…
Bang, bang!
The glass counter made two loud noises.
Chu Feng turned his head. Behind the glass, twenty-three-year-old intern Xie Shiyu looked extremely dissatisfied at Xie Twenty. This guy dared to flaunt affection in front of him:
“Do you think I’m dead?”
Behind the glass, a red book with stamps on it was thrown out. Intern Xie Shiyu said, “Take it and get lost.”
Outside the glass window, Xie Twenty lightly raised his hand, his index finger and thumb accurately catching the flying marriage certificate, carefully tucking it into his embrace.
“Chu Feng.”
Intern Little Xie put on a gentle face, took another red booklet, and handed it to Chu Feng with a smile: “This is our marriage certificate! Please keep it safe.”
Chu Feng reached out to take it, but the twenty-year-old Xie Shiyu swiftly intercepted, preventing the intern from using the opportunity to touch Chu Feng’s hand…
The nimble twenty-three-year-old intern Little Xie tossed the marriage certificate to his left hand, causing Xie Shiyu’s grab to miss. Holding the certificate, the intern reached out boldly, taking Chu Feng’s hand and stroking the smooth back of it: “When are we having the wedding? Should I be the best man?”
“…” Chu Feng pondered the strange idea: inviting his husband to be the best man at their wedding.
“We’ll keep the wedding simple, no best man,” said Xie Shiyu.
The twenty-three-year-old intern pretended to be disappointed: “Oh, a once-in-a-lifetime event, how can it be simple? We can skip the flower children, but we must have a best man for the grandeur.”
Xie Shiyu sneered: “Stop dreaming. On his wedding day, he’s only with me. What best man? In the end, you just want to take my Chu Feng away.”
“Your Chu Feng?”
Twenty-three-year-old Xie Shiyu clenched his fist tightly at the counter: “Why is he yours?”
He was already displeased to personally issue the marriage certificate to Chu Feng, and now, seeing Chu Feng in another Xie Shiyu’s arms, being kissed, this Xie Shiyu shamelessly flaunted his marriage to Chu Feng in front of him.
The intern Xie Shiyu abruptly stood up from his seat: “Chu Feng belongs to everyone. Otherwise, do you think I’m here at the Civil Affairs Bureau for fun, issuing your marriage certificate?”
Sensing trouble, Chu Feng wanted to intervene, but suddenly his chin was grabbed: “…Mmph!”
The twenty-year-old Xie Shiyu cupped Chu Feng’s face with both hands and kissed him hard in front of the other Xie Shiyu.
Their tongues tangled intensely. When they parted, a silver thread glistened in the air, and Chu Feng immediately looked down, not wanting the twenty-three-year-old intern to see.
The twenty-year-old Xie Shiyu turned and smiled: “Sorry, today, he belongs to me alone.”
Crash!
With a loud noise, the twenty-three-year-old Xie Shiyu suddenly leaped over the counter! He moved as quickly as a panther, and Chu Feng suddenly remembered the time when seven-year-old Shiyu jumped down from a tree holding a kitten…
“…Mmph!”
The twenty-three-year-old Xie Shiyu hugged him from behind and kissed him, wrapping his arms around Chu Feng’s neck.
Chu Feng, like the cream in an Oreo, was stuck between the two Xie Shiyus, unable to move forward or backward. His legs were spread from front to back; escaping one only meant being captured by the other. No matter how he tried to avoid it, he was met with intense, passionate kisses and bodies tightly pressed together…
Outside the Civil Affairs Bureau.
The sun at around three o’clock was blazing hot.
X looked at the tightly closed doors of the Civil Affairs Bureau and glanced at his watch: “Does getting a marriage certificate take this long?”
“That’s true…” Lin Lan said curiously, “Cousin shouldn’t need to wait in line, just sign and get a stamp. Why is it taking so long?”
“…Could something have happened?” The system spirit began to worry about Chu Feng. Right now, there was a risk of viral infection spreading throughout its master’s dream city. Could the Civil Affairs Bureau be infected? Was its master in danger inside…
“Why don’t we go in and check!” the spirit urged.
X was already inclined to do so.
“…It’s probably better…not to,” Lin Lan whispered. Inside the Civil Affairs Bureau, his cousin was alone with Brother Xie. They hadn’t come out for a long time; it might also be due to…some other reason.
Lin Lan thought that Brother Xie, who was marrying his cousin at the Civil Affairs Bureau, might be quite “intense.” After all, it was a hard-earned opportunity to get the marriage certificate. Back then, when his cousin and Brother Xie got married, his cousin’s parents were strongly opposed, even declaring: “It’s fine to like men, it’s fine to be regular friends with Little Xie, or even ex-boyfriends, but marriage is out of the question!”
Chu Feng’s parents find Brother Xie’s home too messy. His father died of drug addiction, and his mother died of stomach cancer. They were heavily in debt due to loans, making the family’s financial situation daunting. Chu Feng’s parents believe that growing up in such a household would surely result in unhealthy psychological development for the children, so they absolutely refuse to allow marriage with someone from such a family.
Lin Lan overheard his elders gossiping about how Chu Feng’s mother, upon learning of Chu Feng’s preference for men, joined some WeChat group and exchanged recommendations of suitable sons from various families. She scouted several candidates, all graduates of Ivy League universities, with internships on Wall Street and jobs at PricewaterhouseCoopers, owning two fully paid Shanghai properties. If one didn’t work out, there was always another: a civil servant at the city government, working regular hours, honest, and able to cook, with parents who were university professors…
In the end, his cousin got fed up. When he was twenty, in his second year of college, they skipped all wedding festivities and went straight to the Civil Affairs Bureau to get their marriage certificate.
Lin Lan heard that Chu Feng’s mother even wanted to sneak in and steal their marriage certificate and IDs, finding two guys who looked alike, and secretly divorce them at the Civil Affairs Bureau, but they were caught by the staff.
On the day his cousin decided to get the certificate, he should have been particularly excited. Lin Lan thought it best not to disturb them further.
Lin Lan: “Shall we wait a little longer?”
Spirit: “Wait for what! If we wait any longer, my master will cool! What if my master is in danger? Can you bear the responsibility?”
Lin Lan: “…”
Xie took the initiative: “I’ll go in first.”
“Okay.” The spirit thought, if things go south, the regulator can directly initiate a rescue. “We’ll wait here for you. Call us if you need us to come in.”
“Got it.”
With a silver gun on his back, X strode toward the Civil Affairs Bureau.
The bureau’s door was glass. X stood by the door and looked inside, taking in the scene.
The bureau was small. At a glance, he could see three figures in front of the glass counter. Between two 190cm shadows stood Chu Feng, who, at 180, looked somewhat diminutive. He was held from behind by one person and kissed by another. The front person unbuttoned two buttons of his shirt and lowered his head to kiss his neck.
“Let me go…”
Chu Feng struggled, sounding like he was refusing, but the strength in his hands seemed to welcome the affection.
Sure enough, neither of Chu Feng’s husbands stopped.
Inside the bureau, the three didn’t notice X outside.
X waited a few seconds, deliberately waiting until their fervent kissing reached its climax—
Bang!
The glass door shattered with a loud crash, splintering into countless sparkling shards.
Chu Feng quickly turned his head. The blinding sunlight streamed in, and amidst the dazzling light, X stood against the light on the floor covered with glass fragments. He had a silver spear slung over his back, and the breeze gently billowed his trench coat.
How did he… get in?
With an outsider present, Chu Feng awkwardly broke free from the two Xie Shiyus.
X clearly saw that Chu Feng’s lips were swollen, not as cold and aloof as usual but rather moist and reddish…
Inviting further kisses.
Twenty-year-old Xie Shiyu stared at the intruder who had broken through the door. His brow furrowed.
Twenty-three-year-old Xie Shiyu stared at the strange man before him, covered in bandages. “Who are you?”
Chu Feng also frowned slightly, showing a hint of displeasure. “Why did you come in like this?”
—This regulator is really disrespectful of player privacy.
X paid no attention to the two Xie’s confrontational gazes. He slowly turned his gaze to Chu Feng, looking innocent, full of apology:
“It’s been so long since you came out, I… was worried you might be in trouble… I’m sorry if I disturbed you and your husband?”
Chu Feng: “…”
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