Chapter 109 - I Treated My Childhood Buddy as the Enemy (1/2)

Best Actor Fu was also known to be pure and innocent.

In his late twenties, before the whole encounter with the Persian cat, his first screen kiss was only a legend. There were rumor-mongers speculating that Fu Sichen must have been a terrible kisser.

Cough.

Those who believed him to be a lousy kisser didn’t know him very well.

Ever since Best Actor Fu fell in love with Pei Zhen, only heaven knew how much research Fu Sichen had done. And even if he had little chance to practice, wouldn’t theory be enough to get him through a kiss?

Fu Sichen lowered his head.

His lips met Pei Zhen’s. Parting Pei Zhen’s teeth, his tongue entered to explore the inside of Pei Zhen’s mouth. It was a sticky, sultry kiss. With one hand, Fu Sichen held the side of Pei Zhen’s jaw while his other hand lingered on Pei Zhen’s waist. The closer his body came to Pei Zhen’s, the wider the Persian cat’s eyes were.

This?

This…

Pei Zhen felt as though his body was on fire. His face was flushed, and his heart pounded rapidly. Every time Fu Sichen made a sound in his throat, it made his heart erratic, as though a feather tickled it.

As blood gushed upwards into his head, Pei Zhen’s brain became a blank slate and his body burned uncontrollably. He felt as though his soul was floating away.

“You… you…” Pei Zhen could no longer stand to watch. He wanted to ask Fu Sichen to stop. He extended his claws but in retracted them again in shame. “F***!”

“Stop! Stop kissing!”

“Fu Sichen!”

Too many things were happening at once, and Pei Zhen was in a daze with no idea what to think. Shame, anger, shock—all sorts of emotions tangled up like a ball of wool. His thoughts were a mess!

Mess.

What a mess!

Unable to process any thoughts, Pei Zhen felt a rising ball of emotions. He needed an out. He needed to hit someone. Especially when he looked at Fu Sichen, he was doubly enraged.