Huh? Are villainous bosses this easy to flirt with?

Chapter 192 The Weather is "Hot"

Xie Qing took the tissue Chu Luo handed her and wiped the thin layer of sweat from her forehead.

He sat down next to Jiang Lingling; his beautiful, made-up face was simply captivating.

"Oh?"

Xie Qing tilted her head slightly, her flowing sleeves cascading down to the side of the chair. "But I clearly heard you just say... you were writing fanfiction about me and Huo Yunting?"

"Um... well, maybe... you misheard me..."

Jiang Lingling racked her brains to make excuses, when Xie Qing said, "Let me see."

"ah!?"

Jiang Lingling realized what was happening, her face flushed red, and she stammered, "You...you really want to see?"

"real."

"OK then."

Jiang Lingling converted the fanfiction she had half-written into an image and sent it to Xie Qing.

Xie Qing tapped the pop-up WeChat message, glanced at the screen, and chuckled briefly. "A delicate and pitiful actress as the bottom vs. a cold and domineering warlord as the top?"

Jiang Lingling stuck out her tongue, "It's just that seeing your outfit suddenly gave me a burst of inspiration..."

Xie Qing raised an eyebrow and continued reading, but the more she read, the more unbelievable it became. "You..."

"How was it? Not bad, right?"

Jiang Lingling couldn't wait to get closer, her hairpin almost poking Xie Qing's face. "To tell you the truth, I'm a well-known high-level writer in the 'Dragonfly CP' circle!"

She proudly counted on her fingers, "High quality, high yield, high..."

The last word got stuck in my throat; I was too embarrassed to say it.

Xie Qing slowly put down her phone. "Your article—"

He paused, then added, "It has already transcended the Three Realms and is no longer within the Five Elements."

Jiang Lingling blinked, still not quite understanding, when Xie Qing continued, "Ten days and ten nights!?"

"Are you sure this is an intensity that humans can withstand?"

"Cough-cough-!"

Jiang Lingling choked on her saliva, her pretty face turning bright red, and she hurriedly wiped her mouth.

She blinked her watery eyes, trying to explain with the most innocent expression, "Well... art comes from life but transcends it... novel writing always requires some artistic embellishment, you know..."

Her voice trailed off as she spoke, then suddenly seemed to remember something and perked up, "Besides, I've already been very restrained in what I wrote! What other wives in the industry write is truly exaggerated..."

As she spoke, she quickly swiped her phone screen, "Wait a minute, I'll find a few for you to look at."

A few seconds later, Xie Qing's phone rang. "OK."

Xie Qing clicked on it and his expression instantly became subtle—the screen was filled with all sorts of outrageous book titles: "Imprisoned Love: President Huo's Seven Days of Desire", "The Actor's Soft Waist: The Warlord's Gentle Pampering", "Commander Huo's Special Interrogation Methods"... There were many kinds, diverse settings, and even some 18+ content, which was simply amazing.

Jiang Lingling was originally peeking at the screen, but before she knew it, her gaze was drawn to Xie Qing's profile with her face covered in oil paint.

The theatrical makeup accentuated his beautiful features, with a touch of crimson spreading out at the corners of his eyes. Against the backdrop of his gilded and kingfisher-feathered headdress, he looked as beautiful as a mountain spirit.

Jiang Lingling raised her hand as if possessed, her fingertips touching the two long pheasant feathers stuck in the Ruyi crown.

The feathers trembled slightly, reflecting a rainbow of colors in the sunlight, making Xie Qing look like a peerless courtesan who had stepped out of an ancient painting.

"Gudong-"

Jiang Lingling swallowed hard, thinking to herself, "President Huo is eating so well!"

Suddenly, she remembered that Huo Yunting's appearance was also top-notch—his features were sharp and handsome, and his figure was tall and upright; he was a beautiful sight to behold wherever he stood.

Her inner voice screamed in despair: "Ugh... those two are eating way too well!!!"

I can't even imagine what kind of idyllic life they lead in private!

Jiang Lingling was engrossed in her frantic inner monologue when Xie Qing's gaze at the phone screen gradually turned to astonishment—wait, this thing actually passed censorship?!

He blurted it out unconsciously, and Jiang Lingling, hearing this, leaned over for a glance and immediately gave him a knowing smile, "What's so special about this~"

She lowered her voice mysteriously, "Have you read the story with the ABO setting? That's what you call 'vivid and exciting,' hehehe..."

Xie Qing: "..."

Jiang Lingling then began sharing her collection of fan art with Xie Qing.

Xie Qing stared at the various poses and settings of "herself and Huo Yunting" on the screen, her expression shifting from initial curiosity to shock, numbness, and finally settling on a strange calm.

If it weren't for the assistant urging that "filming is about to begin," this CP fan leader would probably have set up camp on Xie Qing's set.

……

Xie Qing had absorbed too much "indescribable" textual impact today, so when she saw Huo Yunting's face after get off work, her brain uncontrollably recalled the "ten days and ten nights" scene from fanfiction.

Those slightly pursed thin lips, long and slender fingers, and faintly visible abdominal muscles... When you see them, you don't think much of it, but when the real person appears in front of you, Xie Qing feels a slight heat all over his body, as if he has been soaked in warm water.

"Do you have a fever?"

Huo Yunting reached out and touched his forehead, his large palm feeling slightly cool. "Qingqing, your face is a little red."

"Because of the hot weather."

Xie Qing shifted her position slightly to the side, saying, "Don't sit so close, it's too hot."

The car was filled with cool air at 20 degrees Celsius, and tiny water droplets were condensing on the vents, having nothing to do with heat.

Huo Yunting glanced at Xie Qing beside him. Xie Qing was leaning back in his seat with his eyes closed, pretending to sleep. The slight distance between them opened a wound in Huo Yunting's heart, and bad emotions slowly seeped out.

Did he do something wrong?

Why are you suddenly avoiding him?

Little did anyone know that the real reason Xie Qing kept her eyes tightly closed was that she felt hot all over as soon as she saw Huo Yunting, as if she were possessed.

Sure enough, it's best not to look at too much random or messy stuff.

"lightly……"

Huo Yunting called out softly, his voice carrying a hint of grievance that he himself was unaware of.

Xie Qing opened her eyes and saw Huo Yunting's tearful expression. She was shocked and asked, "What's wrong?!"

She hurriedly went over and asked, "Who bullied you?"

Huo Yunting's voice tightened, "Are you avoiding me?"

"what?"

Xie Qing blinked blankly, "When did I avoid you?"

"just."

Xie Qing realized, "I did that because..."

She swallowed the words back; she couldn't very well say it was because she'd read too many erotic novels about the two of them, and that seeing him made her feel hot all over, could she?

Seeing Xie Qing speechless, Huo Yunting was both angry and aggrieved. Seeing this, Xie Qing had no choice but to tell the whole story.

Huo Yunting's face slowly turned red. After a long silence, he suddenly asked, "Qingqing, are you still hot?"

"what?"

Xie Qing was taken aback by the abrupt question and tugged at her collar. "Well... it's alright."

"I'm a little hot."

Huo Yunting leaned close to Xie Qing's ear and whispered, "What should we do, Qingqing?"

Their eyes met, like sparks on dry tinder, ready to ignite at any moment.

Xie Qing said: "If you don't do it, you're not a man."

When he finally got off the bus, his lips were so red and swollen that they looked terrible.