Comrade: Almost a Cat-astrophic Love Story

Chapter 169: Relax, Don’t Worry

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

The young assistant scrambled out of the car in a panic.

On the one hand, she was shocked that the two were together; on the other hand, Fu Sichen’s icy expression scared her.

Deep and brooding, icily intense but emotionless. He was dark and ambiguous.

The young assistant, who got out of the car, gloomily stood outside in the cold wind for quite a while. Eventually, she snapped out of her shock.

Best Actor Fu was not ambiguous, of course. He only directed the iciness at her!

The deep intense emotions were for Pei Zhen only.

He asked her to leave because he was playing gooseberry. Fu Sichen went over to the front seat.

The two in the car didn’t have to say a word, but from how quickly the vehicle sped away, it was apparent they couldn’t wait to be alone.

Was it nervousness or desire?

How Fu Sichen was feeling, Pei Zhen couldn’t tell. Pei Zhen’s body tensed to the point of stiffness, and he didn’t know what to do.

A million thoughts were going through his head.

He was contemplating a whole lot of things, like where to go next, what to do, whether it would have anything to do with THAT.

But what were the actual steps of making love with another man? A kiss first, then lie on his back, and then what?

With only what he had managed to find on the internet as a reference, Pei Zhen went through the information in his mind, and as he did so, he turned red in the face.

“We’re here.”

Fu Sichen’s deep voice interrupted Pei Zhen’s thoughts. Pei Zhen stopped for a bit, looked up, and realized they were at the hotel.

Only, it wasn’t the familiar hotel where Fu Sichen had a serviced apartment; it was another hotel.

That caught Pei Zhen by surprise. “Why are we here?”

“If it were possible, we’d do it right now in the car,” Fu Sichen replied.

“You… you’re so anxious.” Pei Zhen stammered.

It left Fu Sichen stumped speechless.

Yes, he was anxious, but when that statement came from Pei Zhen, Fu Sichen felt that the guy was off-track again. Otherwise, how would he have had that gleam in eyes and the look of one who was thinking of how to go about topping him.

Just wait.

Fu Sichen silently gave himself a few stern words and then shut the car door. He led the way into the hotel.

Expectedly, as he walked in, Pei Zhen followed behind.

The two took the elevator and went up to their room. Little Brat Pei looked casual and relaxed outwardly, but inside he was as nervous as anything. As he watched Fu Sichen walk towards the bed, he steeled himself and gave himself a little psych up, then he flew at Fu Sichen, almost knocking the man over.

It was definitely a far more enthusiastic Pei Zhen than normal.

The come-on was quite aggressive and caused Fu Sichen to stagger backward before both of them fell onto the bed.

Pei Zhen’s face was flushed red. He reached out with one hand and lifted Fu Sichen’s chin, kissing him on the corner of his mouth. “Relax. Don’t worry.”

Fu Sichen almost rolled his eyes.

He felt Pei Zhen’s other hand on his waist unconsciously tighten. Fu Sichen squinted and then gave a light-hearted laugh.

“Okay.” Best Actor Fu half-smiled. “Pei Pei, I’ll leave this to you.”

As if being bestowed with a great purpose, it moved Pei Zhen moved to tears.

Fu Sichen was so good to him!

Fu Sichen was simple and pure!

Fu Sichen was so dashing!

Having heard that it could be painful for the bottom party, Pei Zhen cautiously kissed Fu Sichen. He slipped his hand under the edge of Fu Sichen’s shirt and reached upwards. Fu Sichen’s six-pack felt so good that he couldn’t bear to move his hand away.

“First a kiss…” Pei Zhen turned over and laid on top of Best Actor Fu, his hand wandering unrestrained over Fu Sichen’s body. Then he stopped, asking, “How on earth do you train to get these?”

Pei Zhen was unable to hide his envy, asking Fu Sichen the amount of exercise needed to get this sort of results. Pei Zhen’s touching already aroused Fu Sichen. He made an annoyed sound and looked at Pei Zhen with a burning gaze. “Are you going to get on with it?”

If Pei Zhen wasn’t, then it was going to be his turn…