Chapter 47

“A little bit.” Shen Mofeng smiled slightly, repeating Ye Chen’s words like chewing a candy, leaving a sweet taste on his lips.

Ye Chen was about to go crazy, “Hmm…”

Comfortable? Yes, a little, but more was the shame and a similar thrill of transgression. After all, Ye Chen had always revered Shen Mofeng as a senior and a mentor, and he hadn’t yet made the mental shift…

Ye Chen stared blankly at the floor, beginning to question his own original sexual orientation.

So, in his mind, he replaced Shen Mofeng with other men during the kiss for a thought experiment. In just a few seconds, his imagination gave him a back full of goosebumps.

…Could it be because Shen Ge is just too good-looking? Ye Chen sneakily glanced at Shen Mofeng.

Sexual orientation isn’t strictly binary. For someone like Ye Chen, who wavers near the boundary between straight and gay, the attractiveness and emotional connection of a same-sex partner are crucial. Only a very high-quality, emotionally connected same-sex partner could sway Ye Chen. Average men or those without an emotional basis still held less attraction for him compared to women.

Simply put, Shen Mofeng might be possible, but other men definitely weren’t.

However, Ye Chen didn’t have this clarity of understanding yet.

After a brief silence, Shen Mofeng nudged Ye Chen’s slippers with his shoe, teasing, “Was it your first kiss?”

“…” Ye Chen leaned on his forehead, his slender fingers running through his hair and pulling it back, burying his tomato-red face in his arms, squeezing out a response, “Yes.”

“Really?” Shen Mofeng didn’t miss any of Ye Chen’s expressions or actions, “I was just asking casually. It doesn’t matter if it wasn’t. I’ll give you a chance to change your answer.”

“It really was.” Ye Chen, relying on his thick hair, grabbed his head in frustration, “In school, boys who dated had to get their heads shaved and stand guard at the school gate… I didn’t dare.”

At fifteen or sixteen, Ye Chen’s school prince persona was too heavy a burden. Getting his head shaved and standing at the gate was worse than death.

Mentioning school, Ye Chen’s tone suddenly became lively, and he joked, “A good kid, but early romance messed him up.”

“Isn’t that just right,” Shen Mofeng laughed, “My first kiss too.”

“You… must be joking, right?” Ye Chen looked incredulously at Shen Mofeng’s naturally flirtatious face.

“Why wouldn’t it be? First kiss, first love, very pure. I just have this face that looks deceiving…” Shen Mofeng leaned close to Ye Chen’s ear, sounding as innocent as a puppy, “Chen Chen, Ye Chen Xiao Gege, remember to be kind to me.”

Ye Chen’s ear tingled from the whisper, and he rubbed it vigorously, “But you seemed quite skilled…”

Shen Mofeng smiled, “Does that need practice? Seeing you just makes me know how.”

“Then what about all those rumors? None of them were true?” Ye Chen was still skeptical, “You don’t like girls at all?”

Shen Mofeng, despite being virtuous, couldn’t escape the constant buzz of minor celebrities and unscrupulous media clinging to him like flies, resulting in a scandal-prone reputation. Ye Chen hadn’t paid much attention to Shen Mofeng’s ambiguous words toward him, partly due to his own cluelessness and partly because he was misled by the media’s playboy image of Shen Mofeng, thinking he was the kind of person who flirted with everyone.

“I don’t like girls. I’m quite purely bent.” Shen Mofeng teased, holding back a laugh. “But one thing is true: I have been with men.”

… So there is something after all? Ye Chen nodded expressionlessly, “Oh.”

Shen Mofeng’s gaze deepened, “Feng Ye is real.”

“…” Ye Chen was stunned for a moment but then burst into an involuntary laugh.

“Everything else is fake.” Shen Mofeng felt a peculiar pleasure, as if his little boyfriend was digging into his past. Unable to resist, he pulled out his phone and searched for “Shen Mofeng scandals,” then proudly showed it to Ye Chen. “Come here, baby, let me explain each one to you. The first one, this candid photo isn’t even me. The legs are shorter than mine…”

“No, you don’t need to explain.” Ye Chen, realizing the intimate implication of these explanations, stiffened and refused to look, shuffling leftward on the couch.

Shen Mofeng, acting like a rogue, followed closely, displeased, “If I don’t clear this up now, what if you bring it up later?”

“I won’t bring it up later…” Ye Chen stopped mid-sentence, realizing he had fallen into Shen Mofeng’s verbal trap. Blushing, he continued to shuffle leftward.

As Ye Chen moved, Shen Mofeng moved with him. After a few moves, Ye Chen found himself cornered between the armrest and the back of the sofa. Shen Mofeng, relentless in his attempts to confess, prompted Ye Chen to stand up abruptly, face flushed. “You really don’t need to explain… It’s late. Why don’t you rest? The master bedroom is where you usually sleep, right? I’ll take the guest room.”

Though Ye Chen hadn’t asked in detail, he had guessed most of it. The endorsement deal for the fashion brand was something Shen Mofeng had secured for him, even arranging for the shoot to take place in Florence, where Ye Chen had a property. It was no wonder the brand’s conditions were so generous.

This hidden care, the thoughtful planning for his benefit… Ye Chen bit his lower lip secretly, feeling his chest warm up.

“Alright.” Shen Mofeng agreed quickly, a sly smile playing on his lips. He confirmed, “You just slept in the master bedroom, right?”

Ye Chen: “…”

“It’s so late, no need to change the sheets and covers.” Shen Mofeng’s eyes glimmered, predatory, “I don’t mind.”

Does my Shen Ge have no shame? Ye Chen choked up, stared at him for a moment, then said mechanically, “Then you should sleep in the guest room…”

“Okay, I won’t tease you anymore today.” Shen Mofeng straightened up, bid Ye Chen goodnight, and picked up his suitcase at the door. He went upstairs and found an empty guest room to settle in.

The author has something to say:

Yesterday in the early hours, I had a sudden allergic reaction to medication. After getting an IV drip, the reaction recurred again in the early hours of today. I haven’t slept much in the past two days, and the severe allergy has led to shorter chapters. Additionally, I will have to take a break from updating tomorrow because I really can’t keep up… Once I recover, I promise I’ll update every day… with double-digit chapters!!!

[Mini Theater]

Military Strategist Rabbit Head rubbed his bunny ears and said: “Da Gege, our innocent hearts have been corrupted by you, and we’ve been greatly harmed. QAQ”

Shen Mo Feng: “… Does that mean you want ice cream?”

Thereupon, Military Strategist Rabbit Head calmly handed over today’s ice cream request list.