The Infatuated Second Male Lead Doesn’t Exist [Transmigration into Book]

Chapter 61

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With a "ding" sound, the elevator door opened, Qin Mingyuan pushed Yun Pei out and went forward to open the door.

This was Yun Pei’s third time coming to this apartment. The first two times were unexpected and chaotic. Looking back now, he actually found it a bit inexplicably funny.

Qin Mingyuan turned on the light after entering the room, and the usual cold and hard space was illuminated. For the first time, he felt that such decoration was a bit unpleasant and too desolate.

Yun Pei, who was pushed in by him, felt that this place was more humane than the huge Yun family villa.

Qin Mingyuan loosened his tie and asked him if he wanted some water. Seeing him shook his head, he said, "Then take a bath first. It will make you feel better."

Yun Pei was pushed directly into the bedroom by him. The man asked him to wait a moment, took off his suit jacket and went into the bathroom. Soon, the sound of running water was heard.

I went to help him drain the water.

After a pause, he realized belatedly that the other party wanted him to use the bathroom in the room, which was a man's private area.

He looked away embarrassedly, his eyes fell on the spacious bed again, and instantly looked away as if he was scalded.

He had felt a little uncomfortable staying here before, but he didn't have too many other thoughts. But now their relationship has changed, and it's always a little subtle when they're alone together.

Yun Pei raised his eyes and saw the painting hanging on the head of the bed. It was the one he gave to Qin Mingyuan. The noble lion was lying there quietly, and its eyes seemed to be meeting his.

He is hanging here...

Qin Mingyuan came out of the bathroom and saw him sitting in a wheelchair looking up at the painting on the wall. He walked over and rubbed his cheek with his knuckles, "What are you daydreaming about?"

Yun Pei was startled, covered his face and turned his head, denying: "No, maybe I'm just a little tired."

Hearing this, Qin Mingyuan did not ask any further questions. "Then go to bed early after taking a bath. I'll go get you some clean clothes."

Seeing that the other party had no objection, he went to the cloakroom and found his own pajamas and a new pair of underwear. Although the size was too big, at least he had something to wear.

"It's just for show." Qin Mingyuan put the clothes on the young man's legs, then bent down and held the wheelchair armrest and leaned close to his ear, "I'll buy you something that fits tomorrow."

Yun Pei didn't think much about it, but because of the heat in his ears, when he lowered his head, he saw a corner of underwear exposed under his pajamas. His earlobe suddenly turned red, and he raised his eyes and glared at the other person.

Qin Mingyuan was frank and his serious face was very intimidating. "It's not like I haven't worn it before."

He was talking about the time at the Qin family villa. Yun Pei pushed him away in anger and humiliation, and maneuvered his wheelchair to the bathroom. He didn't want to deal with this gangster whose character was becoming more and more unreliable.

Qin Mingyuan didn't stop him and followed him to the bathroom door. "I've put the things you need in place. Call me if you need anything."

After a pause, he continued, "How about I help you?"

Yun Pei turned to look at him. There was no teasing in the man's eyes. He must be serious and just wanted to help him. Perhaps he thought of the last time he fell, so he shook his head helplessly, "No, I can do it myself."

"Okay, then take your time. There's no rush. I'll go to the bathroom outside to take a shower." He insisted, and Qin Mingyuan didn't force him. He held the door handle and helped him close the door.

He stayed in the room for a while and heard no other noise in the bathroom except the sound of water splashing. He felt relieved and took his pajamas to take a shower in the bathroom outside.

He was very fast and when he came back the bathroom door was still tightly closed. He wiped his hair casually with a towel and sat down on the edge of the bed.

Yun Pei, who was soaking in the bathtub in the bathroom, heard the noise outside. He glanced at the closed door, then retracted his gaze to his legs.

All the nervousness and embarrassment in my heart disappeared completely when I saw my legs. My muscles were atrophied, and I was thin and skinny. Even if I had any desires, I probably wouldn't have the heart to think about them after seeing these legs.

He lowered his head and submerged half of his face in the water. He waved his arms to create waves. The shaking of the water twisted his legs, making them unclear.

His lungs began to feel stuffy, so he raised his head out of the water, took a breath, wiped the water droplets off his face, raised his hand to hold the edge of the bathtub and prepared to get out.

Qin Mingyuan didn't feel relieved until he heard the sound of a hair dryer in the bathroom. He shook his almost dry hair and took the towel out and put it away.

Yun Pei came out not long after coming back. His hair was fluffy after just having been blow-dried, his face was pink from the hot water, and he was wearing loose pajamas with a neckline that was too big, exposing his collarbone and with his hands mostly covered.

When Qin Mingyuan raised his eyes, he met his gaze, watched him control the wheelchair and stop in front of him, and smelled the scent of shower gel coming from him, the same scent as his own.

He didn't say anything, but leaned over and picked up the other person. The sudden action startled her, and she let out a small cry and put her arms around his neck.

Qin Mingyuan held him and shook him, saying, "Eat more meals every day, and you will be as light as a ball of cotton."

"Do you think everyone can be as strong as you..." Yun Pei muttered softly, thinking that if he used men as models to draw the human body, the resulting work would definitely be perfect.

"What are you thinking about? Your face is red." Qin Mingyuan shook him again and kissed his face to feel the warmth. "Are you thinking about something bad?"

Yun Pei raised his eyes and denied it, "No, I'm sleepy, put me down."

He left the company at around eight o'clock, went to eat, and took a shower. It was almost eleven o'clock now, and it was time to go to bed. The young man hardly slept last night, and only slept for three or four hours during the day today. Qin Mingyuan did not question him again, but bent down to put him on the bed and pulled a thin blanket over him.

He leaned over to turn on the bedside lamp, then walked away to turn off the ceiling light, and the light in the room suddenly became dim.

Yun Pei, lying on the bed, was immersed in the man's breath. She was more or less a little nervous, and her fingers tightly grasped the smooth fabric of the quilt.

When the man came over, he subconsciously wanted to move aside to make room for him, but his immobile lower body restricted his movements. His mind suddenly calmed and his fingertips loosened.

The light from the bedside lamp was dim, and Qin Mingyuan did not notice his subtle movements. When he walked over, he simply bent down, picked up the person, moved to the side effortlessly, and lay down on the bed himself.

Before Yun Pei could react to his changed position, someone reached out to him and embraced him in a warm hug.

Yun Pei looked up at him, frowned when he heard that, and poked his finger on the man's tight chest, "I'm not a child."

Qin Mingyuan grabbed his hand, kissed his fingertips, and looked into his eyes in the dim light. "Then do you want to tell me a bedtime story?"

Knowing that he was teasing her on purpose, Yun Pei didn't want to pay attention to him anymore. She lowered her head and buried her face in his arms, "Go to sleep."

Qin Mingyuan curled his lips silently, hugged him and patted his back, then said seriously: "Just move in and live with me."

After bringing the young man back, I didn't want to let him go. I didn't want him to go back to that cold home and face those annoying people day and night.

Yun Pei, who was curled up in his arms, raised his head, stared at the man for a while, and said softly: "Actually, I have been thinking about buying a house outside during this period of time."

He stayed in that so-called home before just to make those people remember his mother, to make Huo Lijuan never forget her identity as a third party, to make Yun Haowei remember his betrayal, and to make Yun Yuexian feel uncomfortable.

The more they mocked him, the happier he felt, because he knew they cared about him. They couldn't do anything to him, so they could only use those words to vent their frustration.

He watched them making threatening gestures and sneering remarks in front of him, as if they were clowns.

Yun Pei once thought that he could stay in that villa for the rest of his life, becoming a thorn in their hearts that could not be removed, making everyone unhappy.

But after spending some time with Qin Mingyuan, this idea began to waver. That kind of happiness and relaxation could not be obtained by provoking those people.

He gradually began to feel that it was boring to watch those people get angry and hysterical, and he began to feel tired and irritated in front of them.

Especially after that time when he went to the art exhibition with his mother, he stared at his mother's paintings and wondered if he had become the person his mother least wanted to see because of all the hatred.

These thoughts that imprisoned himself could not be changed no matter how many sunny works he painted. It was he himself who indulged himself in darkness.

It has been so many years, maybe he should let it go and truly live his own life instead of wasting his time on unnecessary people.

So during this period of time he started to look into buying a house. It didn't have to be big, but it had to be decorated like his mother once liked, warm and comfortable.

However, he didn't expect that before all these were actually implemented, he accidentally overheard Huo Lijuan's phone call.

Maybe we can let go of the fact that my mother was betrayed by them, but if she was the one who killed me on purpose, I can never let it go.

He didn't say anything else, but Qin Mingyuan seemed to understand what he meant. He didn't ask any more questions, and only said, "Then if you buy a house, I'll move in with you."

Yun Pei's dark thoughts disappeared because of his interruption, and he was a little speechless, "What's the difference?"

"The difference is that if you move here, I'll support you, and if I move there, you'll support me." Qin Mingyuan held his hand and squeezed it. "Isn't that fair?"

"You are the president of Qin Corporation, the heir of the largest family in City A. Do you have the nerve to let me support you?" Yun Pei was amused by his words. He pretended to be unwilling and pushed him away, turning his head away. "No."

Qin Mingyuan hugged him back by the waist, pinched his ticklish spot, leaned close to his ear and asked, "Will you raise him?"

Yun Pei couldn't stop laughing when he was pinched. He stretched out his hand to push him, trying to break free from the man's restraints, "Let me go!"

Qin Mingyuan didn't let him go so easily. He turned over and pressed on him, covering him under himself, "Answer me first."

Yun Pei raised his hand to his chest. Unable to break free, he was a little annoyed and called out his name, "Qin Mingyuan!"

After the man stopped, he glared over and suddenly realized that they had become so close to each other without him noticing, and their posture was not looking good either.

Qin Mingyuan was also stunned. He felt their breaths intertwined and suddenly wanted to kiss them.

Thinking of this, he did it directly. Without giving the other party a chance to react, he lowered his head and kissed her, sealing her still slightly gasping lips.

Yun Pei was stunned for a moment, but quickly cooperated by putting his arms around the man's neck and obediently opening his mouth to let him come in and conquer him. He also loved the feeling of being intimate with others.

The atmosphere for the kiss was too good and the venue was too suitable. Qin Mingyuan was a normal man with a healthy body and mind, so it was inevitable that he had other thoughts.

His kiss gradually became more passionate, his breathing became rapid, the air began to heat up, and his palm stroked the slender waistline. The person under him trembled, but did not refuse.

Yun Pei's indulgence made him unbridled. The kiss spread from the corner of his mouth to his cheek, and then fell behind his ear. His breath sprayed on his skin, causing him to tremble.

It was as if a hand with an electric current slid across my waist, and my fingertips touched the edge of my loose pajamas...

“No…” Yun Pei suddenly came to his senses and violently pushed away the man who was already distracted by passion. He turned his face to the side to breathe and lowered his eyes to hide the embarrassment in his eyes.

Being interrupted didn't feel good. Qin Mingyuan clenched his fists and endured his impatience. He withdrew his hand and did not blame the other party for giving up halfway.

"It's okay..." He kissed the young man's neck and tidied up his messy hair. "I can wait until the day you are willing."

After patting his head and comforting the seemingly frightened man, Qin Mingyuan got up and went to the bathroom.

Yun Pei looked at the closed door, slowly curled up his still hot body, curled up on the bed and felt himself getting colder and colder.

It's not that he doesn't want to, he's just afraid that the other party won't like it...

(End of this chapter)