the next chapter will be out in two days! it's (once again) twice as long as normal LOL also, the "park" mentioned in the title is almost like an amusement park, some place with lots of attractions and activities, but isn't exactly an amusement park, so i just went with...park!
Xie Ning nodded, hesitated, and said, “...Don’t smoke too much, it’s not good for your health.”
Zhuang Yan lowered his eyes. “Mmn.”
Because of these words, Zhuang Yan suddenly had no more desire to smoke again.
When he went outside, he was blown by the cold wind. He turned and knocked on Zhao Yan’s door, right next to him.
Zhao Yang and Wang JianJian were assigned to a room together, and when they saw him, they paused for a couple seconds.
Wang JianJian spoke sharply, and said, “Half an hour of a spring night is worth a thousand taels. Why are you running to our room?”
Zhuang Yan looked at him coldly. “What nonsense are you spouting?”
Seeing him directly walk in and sit down in front of the table, as if he was going to stay for a long time, Zhao Yang couldn’t help but exchange glances with Wang JianJian.
“Did you...get kicked out because you flirted with him and made him anxious?”
Zhuang Yan frowned. “What goes on in your minds all day long? I’m here for business.”
Zhao Yang sat on the side of the bed and straightened himself when he heard this. “What business?”
Zhuang Yan said, expressionless, “I’m almost finished with writing and dividing the shots, so I came to discuss it with you two.”
Wang JianJian looked towards his empty hand and asked, “Then...where’s the script?”
Zhuang Yan was silent for a few seconds, then said shamelessly, “I forgot it.”
Zhao Yang and Wang JianJian: “...”
He’s still saying he wasn’t kicked out?
Director Zhuang, with no change to his face, opened Zhao Yang’s computer.
Wang JianJian, with a headache, covered his forehead. “What kind of fate is this? We still have to work overtime at night.”
Zhuang Yan let out a snort coldly and quietly pricked up his ears, listening to the movement next door.
The soundproofing in this five star hotel was quite good. Zhuang Yan could hear the sound of water running, faintly discernible, but he wasn’t sure if he was just imagining it.
He couldn’t hold back and took out a cigarette, but he was afraid that the smell of smoke would linger on his clothes and make Xie Ning uncomfortable when he went back in. He didn’t light it, and just dangled it to smell it, looking like a sloppy genius.
Zhao Yang wanted to go through his pockets, and said, “If you brought cigarettes, why don’t you give us two? Enjoying it by yourself.”
Zhuang Yan slapped his hand away. “You can have a cigarette, but wait until I’m gone to smoke it.”
Wang JianJian smiled sullenly, saying, “What, afraid that the smell of smoke on your body will make your little treasure chase you out at night?”
Zhuang Yan said, “You guys should also smoke less. It’s not good for your health.”
Zhao Yang suspected there was something wrong with his ears. “Huh?”
Wang JianJian refuted, “An old smoker like you also has a day when he tries to persuade others to smoke less?”
Zhuang Yan looked at them for a few seconds, and said in a mysterious tone, “Forget it, people like you guys, who don't have someone to care for you, won’t understand.”
Zhao Yang and Wang JianJian: “...”
Zhuang Yan insisted on staying in their room for a long time, guessing how long it would take Xie Ning to take a shower, and stayed for a little longer before getting up and leaving.
After sending the Buddha off, Zhuang Yan and Wang JianJian let out a sigh of relief in their hearts.
When he returned, Xie Ning was already finished showering, had changed into his pajamas, and was lying on the bed looking at his phone.
Zhuang Yan’s gaze flashed across the elegant arch of his back, and quickly looked away.
Xie Ning raised his head to look at him. “You smoked a cigarette for so long?”
“I didn’t smoke,” Zhuang Yan said. “I remembered something and found Zhao Yang to discuss the script.”
Xie Ning blinked. “Oh.”
Zhuang Yan took off his coat and put it up on the hanger. Not daring to look at Xie ning, he said, “I’m going to shower too. Sleep earlier, since we’ll be busy tomorrow.”
Tomorrow, early in the morning, they were going to Zhejiang by car. These days, they had to visit each location and discuss which ones could be used immediately, which ones needed to be changed, and which ones needed to be completely rebuilt.
No matter how turbulent and imaginative Zhuang Yan’s mind was, there was actually no time to do anything.
The bathroom door closed quietly, and it was a while before Xie Ning came to his senses while staring at his phone in a daze.
The room was too quiet, which made sounds in the bathroom all the clearer.
Xie Ning couldn’t help but start thinking about this and that, thinking about...Zhuang Yan in the bathroom.
Zhuang Yan has a good body, and every time he hugged him, Xie Ning could feel the strong muscles on his wide shoulders and chest.
The sound of water came through. Xie Ning blinked, and his thoughts wandered in that direction again.
A naked Zhuang Yan…
His face turned red, little by little, and he quickly opened the blankets and buried himself in them, digging at it like a hamster.
Afraid that Zhuang Yan would come out and see him so embarrassed, Xie Ning turned off the lights in the room, leaving only the dimly lit yellow lamp on, next to the bed.
Under such dim light, he probably won’t be able to see his expressions clearly.
Xie Ning convinced himself of this, and closed his eyes, ready to sleep.
Who knew that, after darkness fell in the room, his hearing became sharper, and the sound of rushing water sounded like it was coming from right next to his ear.
Xie Ning had just used the bathroom as well, and could easily imagine Zhuang Yan in it.
The water sprayed from the showerhead, traveling down from the man’s neck, to his strong chest and lower abdomen.
He didn’t know if Zhuang Yan had abs. It looked like he should, but he didn’t know how many.
As a man, Xie Ning was quite jealous of people who had abs.
Going down from the lower abdomen…
Xie Ning suddenly and forcefully stuffed his head into the blankets.
What was he thinking aboutttttttttttt!!!!!
Right when he had buried himself so far into the blankets that it was getting hard to breathe, the sound of water from the bathroom stopped.
Xie Ning quickly poked his head out again, pretending he wasn’t doing anything.
When Zhuang Yan came out of the shower, Xie Ning was lying on one side of the bed, motionless like a baby, as if he were asleep.
Zhuang Yan subconsciously lightened his steps, and it wasn’t until he got closer that he saw Xie Ning’s eyes were still open, and blinked after seeing him.
Zhuang Yan still had some moisture on his body, and at the base of his neck there were some water stains that he didn’t wipe away. It spread gradually to his collarbones, and sank under his collar.
He didn’t know if it was a psychological effect, but under the dim light, Xie Ning felt like Zhuang Yan was full of charm and aggressiveness.
Xie Ning’s heart beat twice forcefully, and he wanted to bury himself into the blankets again, from head to toe.
Zhuang Yan, seeing how his hair was a little messy, reached out and ruffled it. He asked, “Going to sleep?”
Xie Ning froze and nodded his head slightly. “Mmn.”
Fortunately, Zhuang Yan didn’t really look at him, only glanced over and looked away quickly. He took his hand back, went to the other side of the bed, and lay down.
Xie Ning only felt one side of the bed sink downwards.
A second later, he felt the strong aura from Zhuang Yan’s body waft over, mixed with a bit of steam from the water, like a violent wind, filled with ferocity, was passing through the boundary.
Xie Ning’s entire body was soft.
Both of them used the body wash that the hotel provided. The smell was fresh, and the faint scent intertwined and entangled with each other, and soon after, it was hard to distinguish who was who.
Xie Ning closed his eyes and lay there for a while, listening to the heavy breathing in his ears slowly easing.
He also started to relax bit by bit. His consciousness gradually faded away, like the quiet night, and slowly sank into darkness.
Right when he was going to fall asleep, Zhuang Yan reached his hand over, hooked his waist, and rolled him over lightly.
Xie Ning: !!!
After a bout of dizziness passed, he came back to his senses and found himself held tightly in Zhuang Yan’s arms.
Xie Ning held his breath, and subconsciously moved a little.
From above his head, Zhuang Yan’s deep, heavy voice sounded. “Stop moving and sleep earlier. We’re leaving early in the morning tomorrow.”
……
After going to the Republic of China City once, it didn’t feel like something new anymore.
Yesterday, they could still pretend to be tourists at Chedun, but when they arrived at Hengdian’s Shanghai beach film and television shooting base, they found that most of the locations and spots looked similar, and they were able to tell what they could work with or not.
Right after New Year, there weren’t many film crews around. The staff ushered them into the hall and asked if they wanted to join in the unique activities specifically for Chinese New Year, in the Republic of China’s style.
Wang JianJian curiously knocked on the glass counter and asked, “What activities?”
“Changing into the outfits of the Republic of China and visiting the markets, which gives people an excellent immersion experience, as if they’d traveled to the Republic of China a hundred years ago.”
Zhuang Yan didn’t really care, but Wang JianJian and Zhao Yang were quite interested, and pulled them over to change clothes.
Xie Ning originally didn’t plan to participate, so he found a seat in the resting area and sat down. After a short while, Zhuang Yan walked up in front of him, holding a set of clothes.
He raised his eyebrows and smiled. “I picked a set for you. Change into it and let’s see?”
Xie Ning was a little hesitant.
Zhuang Yan said, “To get a feel for the Republic of China outfits. You still have to check the outfit for my film’s protagonist.”
Xie Ning glanced at the clothes in his hand, and it looked like a suit. He thought about it, then reached out to take it. “Okay.”
Zhuang Yan picked a white suit with black edges. The shirt, waistcoat, and tie were all available as well, and he didn’t feel cold after changing into it.
Wang JianJian and Zhao Yang wore long robes and a mandarin. Xie Ning gave a couple glances at the gray-ish tones, and he found them not suitable for his aesthetic.
Zhuang Yan was the last one to come out, and Xie Ning raised his head to look at him, but was stunned.
He was wearing a military uniform.
Xie Ning felt a blade-like, sharp breath coming, and stopped breathing involuntarily.
Zhuang Yan’s face is well-defined and deep, clearly outlined, and when wearing a trench coat, he had a sharp and striking temperament.
After putting on the military uniform, his straight shoulders, honed waist, straight, long legs...his handsome eyebrows and eyes exuded infinite charm with this outfit, and every move he made seemed assertive.
The strong aura, the hormonal explosion, his impeccable handsomeness!
Xie Ning, deep down in his heart, couldn’t resist and let out a “fuck”.
As if there was a small deer hiding in his heart, it wouldn’t stop beating.
“This is way too fucking handsome.” Zhao Yang was stunned for a moment, and couldn’t help but curse a couple of times, saying, “You’re even wearing a military uniform; how are we supposed to live?”
Wang JianJian lowered his head and looked at the long robe he was wearing, and the more he looked at it, the more it looked unpleasant. “Brother, you cheated didn’t you? I didn’t even know there were military uniforms here. This won’t do, I’m going to change too.”
Zhuang Yan raised his eyebrows. “An outfit still depends on the person wearing it. If you wear it…”
Wang JianJian became upset. “What’s wrong with me wearing it!”
Zhao Yang also said, “Forget it. Right now, we can still say that the outfit makes the man, but if we all wear the military uniform and are compared, then there really won’t be any more excuses to make.”
Wang JianJian: “...”
Zhuang Yan ignored them, and walked to stop in front of Xie Ning.
Xie Ning looked at him blankly.
“It looks good.” Zhuang Yan commented, “My taste is, as expected, really good. When you wear this outfit, you look exquisite and charming, like a young master from that era.”
As he talked, he reached his hand out and straightened the bow tie around Xie Ning’s neck.
Xie Ning blinked, then slowly blushed.
“You too,” he said. “Very handsome.”
The corner of Zhuang Yan’s lips lifted upwards. “Naturally.”
Xie Ning: “...” He was as narcissistic as always.
The group, wearing the olden-style outfits, lined up to get on the tram, and it really did have a bit of the charm that came from the Republic of China.
When Zhuang Yan sat down beside him, Xie Ning stopped breathing for a few seconds. He turned sideways slightly, sprawled next to the window, pretending to look at the old-fashioned shops on either side of the street.
Zhuang Yan’s aura was too strong.
He-he didn’t dare to look directly at him.
Zhuang Yan, seeing him sprawled, couldn’t help but feel nervous. “Are you uncomfortable? Is it uncomfortable to ride in this car?”
Xie Ning shook his head.
The tram swayed as it traveled forward, and the people in the car swayed along with it. Zhuang Yan’s thigh, since he was sitting close, would occasionally bump into Xie Ning’s, sticking to him with only the pants separating them.
The military uniform’s fabric wasn’t very thick, and the heat from his leg that traveled over made Xie Ning’s face burn even more.
He wanted to twist himself uncomfortably, but was afraid that Zhuang Yan would notice something if he moved too deliberately.
He thought his face must already be strangely red.
Because Zhuang Yan raised his hand, sticking it to his forehead, and after a while, took it back confusedly. “It’s not very hot, so you don’t have a fever.”
Xie Ning said softly, “I’m not uncomfortable.”
Zhuang Yan lazily made a sound in agreement, then said, “If you’re uncomfortable, just tell me. The following schedule is very tight, since there are so many places to see, but I can try my best to adjust the time to be more loose. I can at least let you rest for one night after one location.”
Xie Ning hurriedly said, “There’s no need to adjust it specially for me, just go with the plan.”
Zhuang Yan turned his head and chuckled. “It’s not for you, it’s for myself.”
Xie Ning, curious, asked, “You’re also not feeling well?”
Zhuang Yan smiled and said slowly, “If you get sick, then I’ll die of heartache.”
Xie Ning: “...”
Zhuang Yan saw that he turned his head, and stopped talking. He knew he was shy, and changed the subject, saying, “Actually, there are rickshaws here as well. At first I planned to take one with you just to try it, but the rickshaws are too small, and can only fit one adult person.”
His tone was disappointed, and Xie Ning pictured himself and Zhuang Yan squeezing into one rickshaw.
Since the rickshaw wasn’t wide enough, if two large adult men sat on it, then they were bound to be close to each other, and most of their bodies would be stuck together.
The man in the uniform would have his arm at the back, and it would look like he was holding the young master in his arms.
Occasionally, the wheels would hit a stone, their bodies would shake, and the young master’s body would lean slightly, his whole person crashing into the uniformed man’s chest.
……
He was imagining it, and Zhuang Yan said regrettably, “I thought about it later, and I should have asked the rickshaw driver if he would let you sit on my lap.”
“...”
Xie Ning’s face blushed instantly.
Zhuang Yan turned his head and curled his lips upwards. “I’ve found out now that your face isn’t feverish, but red because you’re embarrassed.”
Xie Ning moved to the side as if shocked, and separated their thighs slightly.
Zhuang Yan laughed. “What are you hiding for? I’m not asking you to sit on my lap now.”
Xie Ning was red from his face to his neck. “Then why did you say it out loud!”
Zhuang Yan smiled casually, saying, “We can’t sit like that in reality, and I can’t even say it?”
He reached his hand out, wanting to pull Xie Ning back, but unexpectedly, the tram stopped at this moment. Xie Ning, because of the inertia, fell onto Zhuang Yan.
The young master, just like that, entered his embrace.
Zhuang Yan subconsciously held his waist, and used his wrists to lock him in his arms to prevent him from falling.
Xie Ning’s hands just happened to be propped up against Zhuang Yan’s chest, and could feel his firm muscles under the not-so-thick military uniform fabric.
Zhuang Yan’s hormonal, masculine atmosphere engulfed him, and Xie Ning’s mind went blank in an instant.
Zhuang Yan’s image of Xie Ning sitting in his lap wasn’t realized, but Xie Ning’s image did happen by mistake.
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Author’s Note: Xie (Young Master) Ning: (Imagination) At most, a hug.
Zhuang (Great Warlord) Yan: (Imagination) Sitting in his lap.
Reality has proven that ZhuangZhuang is more coquettish.
But! NingNing’s imagination was realized!
Isn’t the play of the Great Warlord x Young Master very flavorful?
I hesitated between making NingNing wear a school uniform or a suit from that era, and finally still wanted NingNing to be a young master.
NingNing should be an exquisite young master, loved and spoiled by thousands~
I’ve never been to Hengdian, but I’ve been to other Republic of China cities, the outfits + tram + the plot to be written tomorrow are all based on the Republic of China city I went to, plus a little bit of imagination.
the next chapter will be out in two days! it's (once again) twice as long as normal LOL also, the "park" mentioned in the title is almost like an amusement park, some place with lots of attractions and activities, but isn't exactly an amusement park, so i just went with...park!
Xie Ning nodded, hesitated, and said, “...Don’t smoke too much, it’s not good for your health.”
Zhuang Yan lowered his eyes. “Mmn.”
Because of these words, Zhuang Yan suddenly had no more desire to smoke again.
When he went outside, he was blown by the cold wind. He turned and knocked on Zhao Yan’s door, right next to him.
Zhao Yang and Wang JianJian were assigned to a room together, and when they saw him, they paused for a couple seconds.
Wang JianJian spoke sharply, and said, “Half an hour of a spring night is worth a thousand taels. Why are you running to our room?”
Zhuang Yan looked at him coldly. “What nonsense are you spouting?”
Seeing him directly walk in and sit down in front of the table, as if he was going to stay for a long time, Zhao Yang couldn’t help but exchange glances with Wang JianJian.
“Did you...get kicked out because you flirted with him and made him anxious?”
Zhuang Yan frowned. “What goes on in your minds all day long? I’m here for business.”
Zhao Yang sat on the side of the bed and straightened himself when he heard this. “What business?”
Zhuang Yan said, expressionless, “I’m almost finished with writing and dividing the shots, so I came to discuss it with you two.”
Wang JianJian looked towards his empty hand and asked, “Then...where’s the script?”
Zhuang Yan was silent for a few seconds, then said shamelessly, “I forgot it.”
Zhao Yang and Wang JianJian: “...”
He’s still saying he wasn’t kicked out?
Director Zhuang, with no change to his face, opened Zhao Yang’s computer.
Wang JianJian, with a headache, covered his forehead. “What kind of fate is this? We still have to work overtime at night.”
Zhuang Yan let out a snort coldly and quietly pricked up his ears, listening to the movement next door.
The soundproofing in this five star hotel was quite good. Zhuang Yan could hear the sound of water running, faintly discernible, but he wasn’t sure if he was just imagining it.
He couldn’t hold back and took out a cigarette, but he was afraid that the smell of smoke would linger on his clothes and make Xie Ning uncomfortable when he went back in. He didn’t light it, and just dangled it to smell it, looking like a sloppy genius.
Zhao Yang wanted to go through his pockets, and said, “If you brought cigarettes, why don’t you give us two? Enjoying it by yourself.”
Zhuang Yan slapped his hand away. “You can have a cigarette, but wait until I’m gone to smoke it.”
Wang JianJian smiled sullenly, saying, “What, afraid that the smell of smoke on your body will make your little treasure chase you out at night?”
Zhuang Yan said, “You guys should also smoke less. It’s not good for your health.”
Zhao Yang suspected there was something wrong with his ears. “Huh?”
Wang JianJian refuted, “An old smoker like you also has a day when he tries to persuade others to smoke less?”
Zhuang Yan looked at them for a few seconds, and said in a mysterious tone, “Forget it, people like you guys, who don't have someone to care for you, won’t understand.”
Zhao Yang and Wang JianJian: “...”
Zhuang Yan insisted on staying in their room for a long time, guessing how long it would take Xie Ning to take a shower, and stayed for a little longer before getting up and leaving.
After sending the Buddha off, Zhuang Yan and Wang JianJian let out a sigh of relief in their hearts.
When he returned, Xie Ning was already finished showering, had changed into his pajamas, and was lying on the bed looking at his phone.
Zhuang Yan’s gaze flashed across the elegant arch of his back, and quickly looked away.
Xie Ning raised his head to look at him. “You smoked a cigarette for so long?”
“I didn’t smoke,” Zhuang Yan said. “I remembered something and found Zhao Yang to discuss the script.”
Xie Ning blinked. “Oh.”
Zhuang Yan took off his coat and put it up on the hanger. Not daring to look at Xie ning, he said, “I’m going to shower too. Sleep earlier, since we’ll be busy tomorrow.”
Tomorrow, early in the morning, they were going to Zhejiang by car. These days, they had to visit each location and discuss which ones could be used immediately, which ones needed to be changed, and which ones needed to be completely rebuilt.
No matter how turbulent and imaginative Zhuang Yan’s mind was, there was actually no time to do anything.
The bathroom door closed quietly, and it was a while before Xie Ning came to his senses while staring at his phone in a daze.
The room was too quiet, which made sounds in the bathroom all the clearer.
Xie Ning couldn’t help but start thinking about this and that, thinking about...Zhuang Yan in the bathroom.
Zhuang Yan has a good body, and every time he hugged him, Xie Ning could feel the strong muscles on his wide shoulders and chest.
The sound of water came through. Xie Ning blinked, and his thoughts wandered in that direction again.
A naked Zhuang Yan…
His face turned red, little by little, and he quickly opened the blankets and buried himself in them, digging at it like a hamster.
Afraid that Zhuang Yan would come out and see him so embarrassed, Xie Ning turned off the lights in the room, leaving only the dimly lit yellow lamp on, next to the bed.
Under such dim light, he probably won’t be able to see his expressions clearly.
Xie Ning convinced himself of this, and closed his eyes, ready to sleep.
Who knew that, after darkness fell in the room, his hearing became sharper, and the sound of rushing water sounded like it was coming from right next to his ear.
Xie Ning had just used the bathroom as well, and could easily imagine Zhuang Yan in it.
The water sprayed from the showerhead, traveling down from the man’s neck, to his strong chest and lower abdomen.
He didn’t know if Zhuang Yan had abs. It looked like he should, but he didn’t know how many.
As a man, Xie Ning was quite jealous of people who had abs.
Going down from the lower abdomen…
Xie Ning suddenly and forcefully stuffed his head into the blankets.
What was he thinking aboutttttttttttt!!!!!
Right when he had buried himself so far into the blankets that it was getting hard to breathe, the sound of water from the bathroom stopped.
Xie Ning quickly poked his head out again, pretending he wasn’t doing anything.
When Zhuang Yan came out of the shower, Xie Ning was lying on one side of the bed, motionless like a baby, as if he were asleep.
Zhuang Yan subconsciously lightened his steps, and it wasn’t until he got closer that he saw Xie Ning’s eyes were still open, and blinked after seeing him.
Zhuang Yan still had some moisture on his body, and at the base of his neck there were some water stains that he didn’t wipe away. It spread gradually to his collarbones, and sank under his collar.
He didn’t know if it was a psychological effect, but under the dim light, Xie Ning felt like Zhuang Yan was full of charm and aggressiveness.
Xie Ning’s heart beat twice forcefully, and he wanted to bury himself into the blankets again, from head to toe.
Zhuang Yan, seeing how his hair was a little messy, reached out and ruffled it. He asked, “Going to sleep?”
Xie Ning froze and nodded his head slightly. “Mmn.”
Fortunately, Zhuang Yan didn’t really look at him, only glanced over and looked away quickly. He took his hand back, went to the other side of the bed, and lay down.
Xie Ning only felt one side of the bed sink downwards.
A second later, he felt the strong aura from Zhuang Yan’s body waft over, mixed with a bit of steam from the water, like a violent wind, filled with ferocity, was passing through the boundary.
Xie Ning’s entire body was soft.
Both of them used the body wash that the hotel provided. The smell was fresh, and the faint scent intertwined and entangled with each other, and soon after, it was hard to distinguish who was who.
Xie Ning closed his eyes and lay there for a while, listening to the heavy breathing in his ears slowly easing.
He also started to relax bit by bit. His consciousness gradually faded away, like the quiet night, and slowly sank into darkness.
Right when he was going to fall asleep, Zhuang Yan reached his hand over, hooked his waist, and rolled him over lightly.
Xie Ning: !!!
After a bout of dizziness passed, he came back to his senses and found himself held tightly in Zhuang Yan’s arms.
Xie Ning held his breath, and subconsciously moved a little.
From above his head, Zhuang Yan’s deep, heavy voice sounded. “Stop moving and sleep earlier. We’re leaving early in the morning tomorrow.”
……
After going to the Republic of China City once, it didn’t feel like something new anymore.
Yesterday, they could still pretend to be tourists at Chedun, but when they arrived at Hengdian’s Shanghai beach film and television shooting base, they found that most of the locations and spots looked similar, and they were able to tell what they could work with or not.
Right after New Year, there weren’t many film crews around. The staff ushered them into the hall and asked if they wanted to join in the unique activities specifically for Chinese New Year, in the Republic of China’s style.
Wang JianJian curiously knocked on the glass counter and asked, “What activities?”
“Changing into the outfits of the Republic of China and visiting the markets, which gives people an excellent immersion experience, as if they’d traveled to the Republic of China a hundred years ago.”
Zhuang Yan didn’t really care, but Wang JianJian and Zhao Yang were quite interested, and pulled them over to change clothes.
Xie Ning originally didn’t plan to participate, so he found a seat in the resting area and sat down. After a short while, Zhuang Yan walked up in front of him, holding a set of clothes.
He raised his eyebrows and smiled. “I picked a set for you. Change into it and let’s see?”
Xie Ning was a little hesitant.
Zhuang Yan said, “To get a feel for the Republic of China outfits. You still have to check the outfit for my film’s protagonist.”
Xie Ning glanced at the clothes in his hand, and it looked like a suit. He thought about it, then reached out to take it. “Okay.”
Zhuang Yan picked a white suit with black edges. The shirt, waistcoat, and tie were all available as well, and he didn’t feel cold after changing into it.
Wang JianJian and Zhao Yang wore long robes and a mandarin. Xie Ning gave a couple glances at the gray-ish tones, and he found them not suitable for his aesthetic.
Zhuang Yan was the last one to come out, and Xie Ning raised his head to look at him, but was stunned.
He was wearing a military uniform.
Xie Ning felt a blade-like, sharp breath coming, and stopped breathing involuntarily.
Zhuang Yan’s face is well-defined and deep, clearly outlined, and when wearing a trench coat, he had a sharp and striking temperament.
After putting on the military uniform, his straight shoulders, honed waist, straight, long legs...his handsome eyebrows and eyes exuded infinite charm with this outfit, and every move he made seemed assertive.
The strong aura, the hormonal explosion, his impeccable handsomeness!
Xie Ning, deep down in his heart, couldn’t resist and let out a “fuck”.
As if there was a small deer hiding in his heart, it wouldn’t stop beating.
“This is way too fucking handsome.” Zhao Yang was stunned for a moment, and couldn’t help but curse a couple of times, saying, “You’re even wearing a military uniform; how are we supposed to live?”
Wang JianJian lowered his head and looked at the long robe he was wearing, and the more he looked at it, the more it looked unpleasant. “Brother, you cheated didn’t you? I didn’t even know there were military uniforms here. This won’t do, I’m going to change too.”
Zhuang Yan raised his eyebrows. “An outfit still depends on the person wearing it. If you wear it…”
Wang JianJian became upset. “What’s wrong with me wearing it!”
Zhao Yang also said, “Forget it. Right now, we can still say that the outfit makes the man, but if we all wear the military uniform and are compared, then there really won’t be any more excuses to make.”
Wang JianJian: “...”
Zhuang Yan ignored them, and walked to stop in front of Xie Ning.
Xie Ning looked at him blankly.
“It looks good.” Zhuang Yan commented, “My taste is, as expected, really good. When you wear this outfit, you look exquisite and charming, like a young master from that era.”
As he talked, he reached his hand out and straightened the bow tie around Xie Ning’s neck.
Xie Ning blinked, then slowly blushed.
“You too,” he said. “Very handsome.”
The corner of Zhuang Yan’s lips lifted upwards. “Naturally.”
Xie Ning: “...” He was as narcissistic as always.
The group, wearing the olden-style outfits, lined up to get on the tram, and it really did have a bit of the charm that came from the Republic of China.
When Zhuang Yan sat down beside him, Xie Ning stopped breathing for a few seconds. He turned sideways slightly, sprawled next to the window, pretending to look at the old-fashioned shops on either side of the street.
Zhuang Yan’s aura was too strong.
He-he didn’t dare to look directly at him.
Zhuang Yan, seeing him sprawled, couldn’t help but feel nervous. “Are you uncomfortable? Is it uncomfortable to ride in this car?”
Xie Ning shook his head.
The tram swayed as it traveled forward, and the people in the car swayed along with it. Zhuang Yan’s thigh, since he was sitting close, would occasionally bump into Xie Ning’s, sticking to him with only the pants separating them.
The military uniform’s fabric wasn’t very thick, and the heat from his leg that traveled over made Xie Ning’s face burn even more.
He wanted to twist himself uncomfortably, but was afraid that Zhuang Yan would notice something if he moved too deliberately.
He thought his face must already be strangely red.
Because Zhuang Yan raised his hand, sticking it to his forehead, and after a while, took it back confusedly. “It’s not very hot, so you don’t have a fever.”
Xie Ning said softly, “I’m not uncomfortable.”
Zhuang Yan lazily made a sound in agreement, then said, “If you’re uncomfortable, just tell me. The following schedule is very tight, since there are so many places to see, but I can try my best to adjust the time to be more loose. I can at least let you rest for one night after one location.”
Xie Ning hurriedly said, “There’s no need to adjust it specially for me, just go with the plan.”
Zhuang Yan turned his head and chuckled. “It’s not for you, it’s for myself.”
Xie Ning, curious, asked, “You’re also not feeling well?”
Zhuang Yan smiled and said slowly, “If you get sick, then I’ll die of heartache.”
Xie Ning: “...”
Zhuang Yan saw that he turned his head, and stopped talking. He knew he was shy, and changed the subject, saying, “Actually, there are rickshaws here as well. At first I planned to take one with you just to try it, but the rickshaws are too small, and can only fit one adult person.”
His tone was disappointed, and Xie Ning pictured himself and Zhuang Yan squeezing into one rickshaw.
Since the rickshaw wasn’t wide enough, if two large adult men sat on it, then they were bound to be close to each other, and most of their bodies would be stuck together.
The man in the uniform would have his arm at the back, and it would look like he was holding the young master in his arms.
Occasionally, the wheels would hit a stone, their bodies would shake, and the young master’s body would lean slightly, his whole person crashing into the uniformed man’s chest.
……
He was imagining it, and Zhuang Yan said regrettably, “I thought about it later, and I should have asked the rickshaw driver if he would let you sit on my lap.”
“...”
Xie Ning’s face blushed instantly.
Zhuang Yan turned his head and curled his lips upwards. “I’ve found out now that your face isn’t feverish, but red because you’re embarrassed.”
Xie Ning moved to the side as if shocked, and separated their thighs slightly.
Zhuang Yan laughed. “What are you hiding for? I’m not asking you to sit on my lap now.”
Xie Ning was red from his face to his neck. “Then why did you say it out loud!”
Zhuang Yan smiled casually, saying, “We can’t sit like that in reality, and I can’t even say it?”
He reached his hand out, wanting to pull Xie Ning back, but unexpectedly, the tram stopped at this moment. Xie Ning, because of the inertia, fell onto Zhuang Yan.
The young master, just like that, entered his embrace.
Zhuang Yan subconsciously held his waist, and used his wrists to lock him in his arms to prevent him from falling.
Xie Ning’s hands just happened to be propped up against Zhuang Yan’s chest, and could feel his firm muscles under the not-so-thick military uniform fabric.
Zhuang Yan’s hormonal, masculine atmosphere engulfed him, and Xie Ning’s mind went blank in an instant.
Zhuang Yan’s image of Xie Ning sitting in his lap wasn’t realized, but Xie Ning’s image did happen by mistake.
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Author’s Note: Xie (Young Master) Ning: (Imagination) At most, a hug.
Zhuang (Great Warlord) Yan: (Imagination) Sitting in his lap.
Reality has proven that ZhuangZhuang is more coquettish.
But! NingNing’s imagination was realized!
Isn’t the play of the Great Warlord x Young Master very flavorful?
I hesitated between making NingNing wear a school uniform or a suit from that era, and finally still wanted NingNing to be a young master.
NingNing should be an exquisite young master, loved and spoiled by thousands~
I’ve never been to Hengdian, but I’ve been to other Republic of China cities, the outfits + tram + the plot to be written tomorrow are all based on the Republic of China city I went to, plus a little bit of imagination.
