When Fu Wenshan woke up, his first reaction was thirst. The blackout curtains in the room were tightly drawn, but the overhead light was glaring down, making him squint involuntarily, unable to discern whether it was day or night.

Subconsciously thinking he was still at home, he reached out to grab his phone from the bedside table.

To his surprise, instead of the familiar bedside table, his hand reached something warm, smooth, and luminous – perhaps due to the heat, there was a thin layer of sweat, making it slippery to the touch.

In an instant, he woke up abruptly, his sharp phoenix eyes snapping open as he sat up in bed.

It seemed his movement disturbed the person sleeping beside him, who let out a soft hum and buried their face deeper into the blanket.

Long strands of hair cascaded down from their neck, spreading across the dark green pillowcase.

Fu Wenshan scanned the room with a furrowed brow.

He realized he was in a hotel room, under a dark green blanket, with not even half a piece of clothing on his body.

As for the person lying next to him, they weren’t much better off – most of their back was exposed, their slender waistline leading down to a plump and perky butt, partly covered by the dark green blanket, making it even more enticing.

The person’s back was covered in hickeys and red fingerprints. Although Fu Wenshan didn’t remember yesterday’s events very clearly, he knew he was responsible for this mess.

Pressing his forehead, he knew he had messed up.

Yesterday was the first day of his new album release, and everyone had a blast. He had also had quite a bit to drink and stumbled back to his room in a daze. After taking a quick shower and crawling into bed, he found himself with an unexpected companion, clinging to him like an octopus.

The person’s body was hot, their waist was slender, and their skin was so smooth that it was almost impossible to grasp. They moaned and rubbed against his neck, causing a fire to ignite in his chest.

His brain was already numbed by alcohol, leaving only instinct driving him. Unable to resist the continuous rubbing from the person, he couldn’t hold back…

The more Fu Wenshan recalled, the darker his expression became.

Contrary to the stereotype surrounding him, he was twenty-three years old this year and, despite appearing as a carefree playboy with a flirtatious charm that attracted numerous admirers, he was, in fact, still a virgin.

When it came to Fu Wenshan, the public mostly viewed him as a young singer who had just debuted – good-looking, with a sizable fan base and decent album quality, but compared to the top male and female artists, he was still considered a newcomer.

But people in the circle all knew that the family behind this young master was deeply rooted, and entering the entertainment industry was just a pastime for him. Even the bosses of the companies were polite when they saw him.

Just a slight leak of resources from his fingertips was enough for others to fight over for half a year.

So since Fu Wenshan entered the circle, there have been countless men and women who willingly threw themselves at him, eager to climb into his bed and reach the top in one step.

Unfortunately, he didn’t fancy any of them. As he put it, they weren’t even as good-looking as him.

Thinking of this, Fu Wenshan decisively decided to take a look at the face of the person beside him. It was already tragic enough for him to have lost his virginity to this person for no apparent reason. If this person turned out to be an ugly monster, he was afraid he might just commit a crime on the spot.

He unceremoniously flipped the person over.

Before seeing the person’s face, Fu Wenshan’s face was so gloomy that it could drip water. But after seeing the person’s features clearly, he was stunned for a moment.

The person lying beside him wasn’t some unknown third-rate celebrity, but a rising young actor who debuted two years earlier than him, Xie Wanxing. Specializing in acting, a few months ago his period drama “Falling Flowers with Intent” became a sensation, successfully becoming the new husband of countless young girls.

However, although both he and Xie Wanxing were in the entertainment industry, they had never had any direct contact due to their different fields, even though they had accidentally encountered each other a few times.

Fu Wenshan usually didn’t watch TV variety shows and only had a vague impression of Xie Wanxing from a charity event last year.

He did know that the outside world highly praised Xie Wanxing’s looks, saying things like “gentlemanly as jade” and “extremely malleable,” lavishly praising him as a rare and exquisite beauty.

But Fu Wenshan didn’t believe it. He just thought it was the usual industry hype, and who knew if it was the work of a skillful makeup artist.

Until today, when he saw Xie Wanxing in person, without makeup.

Although he was still asleep, under the bright lights, Xie Wanxing’s skin was as delicate as new snow, his eyelashes long and dense, with a teardrop mole at the corner of his eye, poignant and charming. His facial features were sharp, with slightly deep eye sockets, but the delicate Eastern features softened the aggressiveness, making him handsome. He still had his eyes closed, looking gentle and peaceful, lying on the dark green blanket, the dark green color contrasting with his fair skin, creating an indescribable beauty.

But the most eye-catching thing about his appearance was not his facial features, but his soft and smooth long hair.

Male actors usually had short hair, but in the past year, even on the red carpet wearing a neat suit, Xie Wanxing still had a long black hairstyle. Fortunately, his facial features were beautiful enough to support it, making him look heroic and beautiful.

Fu Wenshan couldn’t help but squint. When he saw Xie Wanxing’s face, his anger miraculously subsided a bit.

Aesthetic lover, that’s just how it is.

He pinched Xie Wanxing’s chin and his mind automatically replayed the details of last night: Xie Wanxing’s lips on his, his hands around Xie Wanxing’s waist…

Overall, it felt pretty good—though he didn’t have any other comparison.

Fu Wenshan lit a cigarette at the head of the bed and thought, why not just keep Xie Wanxing?

He wasn’t particularly interested in keeping someone, and he had seen too many private affairs in the circle to want to get himself into trouble.

But Xie Wanxing was too good-looking, simply the embodiment of his aesthetic standards.

He blew out a smoke ring, his brows furrowing even tighter.

He could guess that someone like Xie Wanxing, a small-time celebrity, was trying so hard to get close to him just for a little bit of resources, which was as inconsequential to him as deciding what to eat for breakfast.

As long as Xie Wanxing didn’t have any significant dirt on him and behaved well enough not to cause trouble, he was also willing to keep him around to fend off admirers.

So others wouldn’t swarm him like vultures.

……………

Xie Wanxing felt like he had slept deeply. He had been busy lately with auditions for a new drama and attending events, and he hadn’t slept so soundly in a long time.

He remembered attending a party organized by insiders yesterday. He had a few drinks, and there seemed to be something in them that was a bit stimulating, not exactly an aphrodisiac, but it made his body feel warm.

He immediately put down his glass and went back to his room to sleep.

……..

Xie Wanxing sighed under the covers. Being beautiful meant attracting trouble.

Fortunately, his family background was strong; otherwise, with his good looks, he would have been devoured long ago.

He was indulging in self-love in secret, unwilling to get up from the blanket. Suddenly, he heard a faint male voice behind him, “Are you awake?”

Xie Wanxing was startled by this abrupt sound, shivering all over, clutching the blanket tighter, and turning his head.

On the other half of the bed sat a young man, his upper body bare, revealing a strong abdomen and smooth wheat-colored skin. He had the appearance of someone who was worldly and handsome, with a sharp and unrestrained look, like a drawn sword.

Xie Wanxing recognized this person. He was Fu Wenshan, a recent popular singer. His female assistant had been nagging about him yesterday, saying how handsome Fu Wenshan was, and not acting was simply an insult to the screen. But he looked too rogue, like a bad boy who had been through a lot of women, and being with him would be deceiving to the body and the heart.

…He didn’t expect to wake up today lying in bed with this “deceitful” boy.

Xie Wanxing couldn’t help but tighten the blanket a little more.

“Why hide?” Fu Wenshan raised an eyebrow, sneering, “You were quite enthusiastic last night.”

Xie Wanxing, “?!”

Even if he was slow, he finally realized that not only was he completely naked, but there was also a certain area that was sore and swollen, not to mention painful…

Xie Wanxing’s face turned pale, and his mind frantically recalled what had happened last night.

But before he could piece together the fragmented memories of last night, he found Fu Wenshan staring at him unemotionally, his gaze not offensive but far from friendly, as if he were evaluating him.

This feeling made him very uncomfortable.

A few seconds later, he heard Fu Wenshan say, “I don’t know how you sneaked into my room yesterday, but I don’t like people playing tricks to climb into my bed. So if you really want to be with me, don’t play those little tricks.”

Fu Wenshan thought for a moment and added, “As long as you don’t mess around behind my back, behave obediently, whether you want resources or money, you can have them.”

Fu Wenshan felt he was very reasonable. A handsome benefactor who was easy to talk to like him was really hard to find. Xie Wanxing had really hit the jackpot.

It took Xie Wanxing half a minute to decipher Fu Wenshan’s meaning.

If he interpreted it correctly, Fu Wenshan regarded him as someone who offered himself in exchange for resources or money.

Not only that, perhaps after experiencing the night, he felt the experience was good and was also prepared to keep him long term.

Xie Wanxing took a deep breath and told himself not to be impulsive. He shouldn’t stoop down to this jerk’s level.

Then he slapped Fu Wenshan’s face without warning and cursed, “You’re the one looking for resources! Open your dog eyes and see, do I look like I need to sell myself for resources!”

This slap wasn’t too hard, but it was crisp and clear, echoing even in the empty room.

Xie Wanxing sat up, leaning against the head of the bed, sneering at the bewildered Fu Wenshan.

Although Xie Wanxing was low-key and never liked flaunting his wealth, his family was still well-known on the rich list.

Even the five-star hotel they were sleeping in now was one of his family’s properties.

He slapped Fu Wenshan again, feeling aggrieved and wanting to cry a little.

Because he was also a genuine virgin.

Growing up, besides acting, he hadn’t even kissed anyone.

In his fantasies, his first time should be with a gentle and considerate handsome guy, with a romantic atmosphere just right.

Instead he rolled around all night with a person he only met once in his own hotel room, unable to seek justice even if wronged.

Moreover, judging by Fu Wenshan’s skilled demeanor in wanting to keep him, it was unlikely he was a pure and innocent soul. Who knows how many people he’s slept with.

Xie Wanxing sneered inwardly again and decided to go for a check-up soon.

Who knows if Fu Wenshan is clean or not.

Bah!

Fu Wenshan was caught off guard by the slap, looking at Xie Wanxing incredulously, but Xie Wanxing was even more bold, staring at him with peach blossom eyes, as if ready to confront him again.

He wasn’t dumb, and quickly realized that judging by Xie Wanxing’s reaction, it didn’t seem like he was in need.

He touched the side of his face that had been slapped, asking unkindly, “Were you also staying in this hotel yesterday? What room number?”

The hotel rooms were all similar in layout, although the chances were very low, it was not impossible to have walked into the wrong room without noticing.

Moreover, when he was showering last night, it seemed that he had indeed forgotten to close the door…

Xie Wanxing paused, also realizing that something was off, but he didn’t back down, bluntly saying, “1103.”

This time it was Fu Wenshan’s turn to sneer, “This is room 1003, you’ve gone up the wrong floor.”

Xie Wanxing was speechless for a moment.

“Are you blind? Didn’t you realize you went to the wrong room?” Fu Wenshan mocked unkindly.

“I did walk into the wrong room, but do you think you can escape just because I was drunk?!” Xie Wanxing angrily lifted the blanket, pointing to a deep red tooth mark on his fair thigh, “See the bite mark on my thigh? It still hurts!”

Fu Wenshan didn’t back down either.

He lifted his arm expressionlessly, indicating the marks on his arm, “Dare you say you didn’t enjoy it? Who was clinging to my neck and refusing to let go yesterday? My back is full of scratch marks from you.”

He felt embarrassed to show it because Xie Wanxing had been ruthless yesterday, scratching him so much that it broke the skin.

The two of them started arguing like primary school kids.

Yesterday they shared a bed, today they were at each other’s throats, sparks flying in their eyes as they glared at each other.

Ten minutes later, Fu Wenshan and Xie Wanxing each hugged half of the blanket, occupying a corner of the bed, smoking cigarettes.

Although the two of them were currently at odds, their brainwaves strangely synchronized, both agreeing that this matter was extremely embarrassing and absolutely could not be leaked.

And most importantly—absolutely cannot let the person next to them know that they were actually both virgins!

Otherwise, it would be too shameful.

In this circle, having a one-night stand was not a big deal, not even a ripple, but losing one’s virginity because of a one-night stand would definitely spread like wildfire, and might even make it to the annual gossip red and black list.

Thinking of this, Fu Wenshan squinted slightly, while Xie Wanxing angrily bit his cigarette, the two of them almost simultaneously recalling their experience from last night, afraid of losing face.

Another silent ten minutes passed.

“I also have some fault in this matter. Tell me, what do you want for compensation?” Fu Wenshan said lightly.

He felt he was very sincere. Clearly it was Xie Wanxing who went to the wrong room, yet he was the first to compromise, truly moving the top ten outstanding youths in the entertainment industry.

Hearing this, Xie Wanxing felt his palm itching again.

He had never met Fu Wenshan before and didn’t know someone could be so deserving of a slap.

“You want to compensate me?” Xie Wanxing chuckled. He turned his head, pretending to be sophisticated, and blew smoke in Fu Wenshan’s face, his eyes full of charm, as if he were a seasoned player who had seen it all. “You didn’t bother to ask around. I’ve slept with countless people. The only thing different about you compared to others is that your skills are particularly lousy. But I won’t mistreat those who have been with me. So, tell me, do you want a house or a car?”

Fu Wenshan was hit right in the mark by Xie Wanxing’s words.

He indeed lacked experience, feeling somewhat insecure, but as a man, he couldn’t tolerate being told he was bad in bed.

“With your vast experience, why do you still lie in bed like a dead fish?” Fu Wenshan sneered, biting on his cigarette.

The two of them almost started quarreling again.

Fortunately, the phones tossed into the corner rang, one after the other, loudly proclaiming their presence.

Xie Wanxing and Fu Wenshan glanced at each other.

Fu Wenshan gave up the blanket, got off the bed, and walked to the window to answer the phone.

Xie Wanxing moved to the sofa, still holding the blanket, and turned his back, then answered the call.