Translator: Dj22031
Editor: Dj22031
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After finishing their meal, Zhai Xingchen and Pei Xu started watching a movie. There was a double bed in the room, but they didn’t lie down on it. Instead, they lay down on the two red leather sofa chairs.
It’s so relaxing to lie down and watch a movie after dinner.
The movie opened with a strong “Mary Sue” vibe, the kind with the most over-the-top melodrama. The female lead, burdened by a heavy family feud, ignored the advice of friends and family and travelled alone to Italy to deal with a mob boss. This boss wasn’t the stereotypical fat, greasy type; he was young, rich, incredibly handsome, and had a model’s physique. The female lead went to great lengths to create opportunities to bump into him, and was nearly hit by his luxury car. When he got out to check on her injuries, she looked up with a furrowed brow, and a gust of wind blew through her long, wavy golden hair. He fell instantly in love.
However, the clever male protagonist soon discovered the female protagonist’s identity, and their love was destined to be anything but smooth sailing.
The male protagonist, torn between love and hate, grabbed the female protagonist by the neck and said:
“I thought you were a rose in the garden, but I never expected you to be a beautiful venomous snake in the rose bush.”
“That’s so old-fashioned. Even novels aren’t written like that anymore,” Zhai Xingchen complained.
However, the male lead was really handsome, with a physique comparable to Pei Xu’s, long legs, black pants and a white shirt, exuding hormones.
“Their translation was inaccurate, and the lines are a bit disorganized,” Pei Xu said.
Zhai Xingchen then asked, “Do you understand Italian?”
Pei Xu nodded: “I used to study Italian.”
Zhai Xingchen couldn’t help but give Pei Xu a thumbs up for his ability to subtly show off.
Zhai Xingchen felt that this was probably his taste deep down; melodramatic romances had always been his cup of tea. While awkwardly digging his toes into the ground, he couldn’t help but want to keep watching.
The subsequent plot consists of rather childish police and gangster scenes, with the male lead dressed in a black suit, exuding a boss-like aura.
But as he looked at it, he realized something was wrong.
The male lead disciplined the female lead using a method that was…
He instantly understood why the movie had such a high number of views.
It was not because it’s good-looking, but because it’s fast!
Pei Xu probably didn’t expect the movie to be this type of film. Inappropriate audio for children came from the big screen, and Zhai Xingchen’s face gradually turned red.
The film then immediately switched to a raunchy, violent, and Mary Sue-esque style. To summarize it simply, it was like a combination of old-fashioned romance novel content from Jinjiang Literature City and explicit content from Haitang Literature City. The male lead imprisoned the female lead, who tried to kill him every time but couldn’t bring herself to do it, instead being attracted to his charm. The male lead was deeply entangled in this inexplicable love and was determined to make her fall in love with him. Their physical interactions were incredibly sexually charged, with various forms of pressure and resistance. The man frequently used wall slams, and the woman frequently slapped him. The male lead was always shirtless, showing off his muscular physique, while the female lead kept changing into different silk nightgowns, pushing the boundaries of decency to the extreme.
“Now you can’t write on these kinds of websites anymore, they’ll be censored.”
The content will be censored, and the push-and-pull dynamic between the two will be censored even more. He felt that Europe and America really need to learn from China; these old-fashioned domineering CEO novels were already overdone by Jinjiang Literature City more than a decade ago.
Is this really an adaptation of a bestselling foreign novel?
Zhai Xingchen wanted to ease the awkward atmosphere with his witty remarks, but as the plot progressed, he became too embarrassed to even speak.
Because this was a romance film.
It was also a romance film with an excessively high level of embarrassment.
Sleeping together was inevitable, falling in love was destined.
With emotions building to a peak, the male protagonist, on the verge of exploding, pinned the female protagonist against the wall and asked, “Can you feel it? Do you want to touch it?”
Holy shit.
Zhai Xingchen stood up abruptly, blushing, and picked up the down jacket next to him, saying, “Let’s go, stop looking.”
Pei Xu then also stood up.
The flickering light on the screen reflected off their faces. The room was warm and cozy. The female lead tried to escape, but the male lead reached out and pulled her back. Surround sound filled the room. Zhai Xingchen reached for the doorknob, but Pei Xu also reached for it. Their hands touched, both very warm.
Zhai Xingchen then withdrew his hand.
The waiters probably didn’t expect them to leave halfway through. There was no one outside. Zhai Xingchen put on his down jacket and suddenly couldn’t help but laugh.
He leaned against the wall, smiling as he turned to look at Pei Xu. Pei Xu’s face was flushed, his ears even redder, and his brows were still slightly furrowed as he smiled back at him. Their eyes met, and Zhai Xingchen suddenly couldn’t smile anymore, because he noticed that Pei Xu’s eyes were fierce, showing a kind of lustful fierceness.
He blushed and pulled up the hood of his down jacket, the soft down almost completely obscuring his eyebrows and eyes.
Just then, Pei Xu suddenly pulled a pair of indigo gloves out of his pocket and handed them to him.
He looked at Pei Xu, who said, “It’s for you.”
The gloves had white four-pointed star patterns on them.
This was one of the things Pei Xu had prepared in the box before coming to Beicheng. He had put it in his pocket when he arrived and had been looking for an opportunity to give it to Zhai Xingchen.
He didn’t know why, but he felt that this was the opportunity.
He wanted to give it to him right now.
He’s going to give it to me right now.
Zhai Xingchen didn’t wear them; he just took the gloves in his hand. The indigo color complemented his skin tone, making his fingers appear white, slender, and well-proportioned with distinct knuckles. He gently squeezed them.
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