Chapter 97#

Chapter 97: 5 Triangle Relationship 3

Seeing Duan Bai take off his leather jacket and put it on Qin Qing, then hold Qin Qing’s hand and walk out around the dance floor, 996 hurriedly jumped off the sofa and chased after them.

Zhang Ming was stunned for a moment, and also chased after them, but was entangled by a few drunk people, delaying a little time. When he ran to the corridor outside, the two were already gone.

“If I were really gay and passionately in love with Duan Bai, I would definitely be pissed off. My boyfriend ran away with another better-looking man, what is this?”

Zhang Ming murmured to himself while searching, his eyes flashing with a dark light. He seemed to have grasped some breakthroughs.

The bar was opened by Duan Bai, so naturally, Duan Bai had set up a private lounge.

“Go wash up, everything is inside. I’ll get you a set of clean clothes.” Duan Bai pointed to the bathroom embedded in the bedroom.

Qin Qing didn’t stand on ceremony, taking off his shoes, socks, shirt, jeans… as he walked. The room’s decoration was mainly white and wood color, very refreshing. However, such tender color matching was far inferior to Qin Qing himself.

He stepped on the goose-yellow carpet, his skin white and smooth as snow. His toes, fingers, knees, elbows, including every subtle part on his face that needed rendering the most, all contained a layer of light pink.

Such a color scheme was no longer just tender, but watery. Water soaked with the fragrance of flowers and accumulated with the brilliance of spring.

Duan Bai, who was squatting on the ground busy rummaging through the wardrobe, glanced back, and then his gaze froze. He forgot what he was doing, and forgot what he wanted to ask, just opening his mouth and staring blankly at Qin Qing.

996, who followed into the lounge, rolled its eyes.

“Hey hey hey, close your mouth, you’re drooling.” 996 patted Duan Bai’s knee with its chubby paw.

Duan Bai didn’t understand what this fat cat was meowing about, but he subconsciously closed his mouth tightly and swallowed hard. His sexy Adam’s apple rolled up and down slightly, making a very obvious gulping sound.

Qin Qing glanced back, then stretched lazily and walked into the bathroom.

The bathroom door wasn’t closed, and the sound of rushing water soon came from inside. A stream of white mist slowly diffused out, like a secret realm inviting exploration.

Duan Bai swallowed again, pinched the tip of his nose which was slightly hot and itchy, and was silent for a while. After the strange feeling faded, he remembered what he wanted to ask before.

“What size clothes and pants do you wear?”

“My clothes are thrown on the floor, see for yourself.” Qin Qing’s voice carried a damp stickiness, sounding like a secret spring flowing underground in the ears.

Duan Bai looked at the clothes and pants scattered all over the floor, and the tip of his nose began to feel hot and itchy again.

He took a deep breath, then walked over, picked up the clothes and pants to check the size. When he picked up the thinnest and smallest piece of fabric, his eyes went straight again.

How could it be this style…

Duan Bai seemed to have burned his hand, hurriedly wrapping this small piece of fabric into the shirt and pants.

He sat blankly on the bed, holding a bundle of clothes overflowing with the scent of wine in his arms, his face slightly red, as if he had drunk a bit too much.

996 jumped onto the bed and looked at Duan Bai sideways.

“You’re finished.” It shook its head and mocked.

The sound of water in the bathroom was still ringing, and the door wasn’t closed. As long as one walked over, everything could be seen. Duan Bai distractedly took out a cigarette and shook his head slightly.

No, what can’t two grown men see? Qin Qing is gay and can be so open, I’m a straight guy, what am I afraid of. He lit the cigarette, took a deep drag, and his chaotic thoughts finally calmed down.

He attributed this strange feeling to the discomfort of learning that his good friend had suddenly come out. After all, everyone could get along naturally before, dirty jokes came easily, sleeping together when drunk, no need to grasp the scale.

But now it’s different. Now how to speak, how to interact, a boundary needs to be set.

Just as Duan Bai thought of this, he saw Qin Qing walking out openly with a bath towel around his waist.

“Cough cough cough!”

Duan Bai swallowed too urgently, and swallowed a mouthful of thick smoke at the same time. He hurriedly turned his head, coughing in embarrassment.

996: “Qin Qing, why don’t you just change your name to Saint of Love (Qing Sheng)? Anyway, Qin and Qing are pronounced similarly.”

Qin Qing curled his lips and sat lazily on the sofa.

“I said, I won’t mess up their love. I won’t do anything.” Qin Qing wiped his hair with a soft towel, his eyes full of water vapor, hazy and damp.

Having been showered with hot water, his snow-white skin was covered with a faint crimson, both clear and bright, like unfolding petals.

After finally suppressing the cough, Duan Bai forcefully stubbed out the cigarette he had taken one puff of, his eyes looking straight up at the ceiling.

“I found you a set of clothes to change into, see if they fit.” He pointed to the bedside table.

Qin Qing responded in a low voice carelessly, and casually threw the towel he used to wipe his hair onto Duan Bai’s bed.

The towel was wet, carrying the scent of shampoo, sea salt flavor, very refreshing, but because it was stained with Qin Qing’s body fragrance, it had some warm sweetness. Duan Bai’s palm was covered by the wet towel, and his entire arm began to heat up.

He hurriedly picked up the towel and took it back to the bathroom.

The bathroom was still very humid and hot, and even breathing would become sticky when walking in. But what was even stickier was the warm fragrance floating in the air. Duan Bai stood in front of the mirror covered with water droplets, flustered and dizzy.

Standing here, the blood would boil from the fragrance, but walking out, Qin Qing was changing clothes again. That person didn’t know how to avoid suspicion at all.

“Damn it, who is the straight guy and who is the gay one!” Duan Bai rubbed his coarse hair irritably.

996 followed into the bathroom, looked up at Duan Bai, and mocked again: “You’re finished!”

Duan Bai covered his face with the wet towel and sniffed deeply, as if using this action to avoid the turmoil in his heart.

Suddenly, there was a knock on the door outside, followed by Qin Qing’s lazy murmur: “It’s you.”

Who came? Wait, has Qin Qing finished changing clothes? How could he go open the door? Duan Bai immediately put down the towel and rushed out.

Zhang Ming stood at the door of the lounge, blushing awkwardly, his gaze fixed straight on Qin Qing. He didn’t expect Qin Qing to open the door dressed like this. An overly large white shirt hung on him, buttons not fastened properly, revealing a slightly reddish chest, water droplets sticking in the collarbone, shining with a crystal light.

The trouser legs were rolled up several times, making the ankles appear even more slender. Both feet were bare, stepping on the carpet, toes round and pink, tender enough to drip water.

No, Qin Qing was really dripping water. His hair wasn’t dry yet.

“I’ve been looking for you guys for quite a while.” Zhang Ming said hoarsely.

Seeing Qin Qing properly dressed, Duan Bai secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and then greeted: “Come in and sit.”

Qin Qing turned sideways to let Zhang Ming in. The two brushed shoulders lightly, one carrying the smell of smoke all over, the other smelling dizzyingly fragrant.

Zhang Ming swallowed a mouthful of saliva, then took out a cigarette and held it in his mouth, pretending to ask politely: “Do you mind?”

He knew Qin Qing wouldn’t mind.

“Go ahead.” Qin Qing swept his wet hair to the back of his head and began to roll up the sleeves of his shirt.

Previously wearing a silk shirt, he was like a ruby embedded in a gold base, luxurious to the extreme. At this moment, wearing a white shirt, he was incredibly clean. Zhang Ming had never seen such a contradictory person.

Duan Bai reached out to Zhang Ming, originally wanting to ask for a cigarette, but suddenly waved his hand, turning to help Qin Qing roll up his sleeves.

“You’re too strong, the clothes are so big.” Qin Qing frowned in disgust.

“It’s you who are too thin! Not a single muscle on your body, weak like a chick. If you go to the gym with me, you’ll be at the bottom of the contempt chain.” Duan Bai retorted, but the scene just now surfaced in his mind.

Qin Qing indeed had no abs, but he had an unimaginably thin waist and two deep Apollo’s belts. That kind of beauty mixed with softness and sexiness was hard to forget.

Qin Qing slapped Duan Bai’s hand away, rolling up the sleeves himself, frowning slightly, with a bit of unhappiness. When he lost his temper, he was like this, disliking noise, only quickly pulling away.

Before, Duan Bai didn’t think there was anything wrong with this. If you want a cold war, then cold war, anyway, you’ll come to find me when you figure it out yourself.

But now he felt uncomfortable all over, shamelessly reaching out again, carefully helping Qin Qing roll up his sleeves, and starting to praise: “You take the flower boy route, this figure is just right now. Recently, a male star suddenly became popular, what’s his name Yu?”

Duan Bai looked at Zhang Ming.

Zhang Ming took a drag of his cigarette and added: “Zhao Xuanyu.”

“Right, it’s Zhao Xuanyu. Others say he is the ceiling of looks in the entertainment industry. I think his ceiling is too low. You are the ceiling of ceilings, the flower boy of flower boys. If you develop muscles, your image will be disillusioned.”

Duan Bai finished rolling up Qin Qing’s sleeves, but hadn’t finished speaking, so he let the sleeves down again and started rolling from the beginning.

Qin Qing extended an arm to his friend, with a half-smile of teasing on his face, his expression looking very arrogant.

No, this kind of arrogance that makes people’s hearts itch is probably more aptly described as tsundere. Zhang Ming pondered while observing Qin Qing, puffing out thin smoke from his mouth.

“Qin Qing, if you go into the entertainment industry, within half an year you’ll be a top star. You clearly can rely on your face, but you insist on relying on talent. Among our group, you are the most promising. When you walk out now, who wouldn’t call you Little President Qin? Little President Qin, have you eaten? Little President Qin, are you hungry now? Little President Qin, how about Little Duan treats you to a late-night snack?”

Watching Qin Qing’s increasingly curved lips and brighter eyes, Duan Bai spoke more and more vigorously.

996 pawed at its ears and mocked: “You lick, you continue to lick. I want to see where you rank on the list of bootlickers.”

Qin Qing crossed his legs, hooked his thin lips and said: “I really am a little hungry. Let’s call the group outside later and go eat skewers together.”

“Alright, Little President Qin.” Duan Bai agreed cheerfully, and then quickly rolled up the sleeves.

When shouting in the group chat with his phone, for some reason, Duan Bai suddenly felt a little unhappy. Two people eating late-night snacks quietly, chatting, joking, drinking a little wine, then finding a designated driver, chatting all the way in the car, that feeling is comfortable.

Bringing that group of lunatics outside along, it would inevitably be noisy and rowdy, thinking about it made his head hurt.

“Tsk.” Duan Bai pressed his tongue against the roof of his mouth, quite impatient.

Zhang Ming didn’t want to eat late-night snacks with that group of people outside either. He liked sitting aside and quietly observing Qin Qing. With more people, the distance would be further.

Thinking like this, he couldn’t help frowning, blowing a stream of thin smoke from his nose.

Qin Qing’s watery eyes looked over at some point, his thick eyelashes trembling gently, like two butterfly wings.

Zhang Ming stiffened all over, his gaze immediately shifted down, quickly examining himself. The sitting posture with crossed legs was elegant, the fingertips holding the cigarette were slender, and the action of exhaling smoke was also very manly.

No problem.

Zhang Ming slowly relaxed, but his heart thumped wildly. He really couldn’t imagine how Duan Bai escaped Qin Qing’s charm. He was clearly a straight man, but so uncomfortable in front of Qin Qing.

Zhang Ming took a deep drag of the cigarette, turned his head and blew a thin mist at Qin Qing, asking in a deliberately lowered voice: “Do you want to learn to smoke?”

If Qin Qing nodded, he would pass the moist cigarette in his hand over, to see if Qin Qing would refuse.

If Qin Qing didn’t refuse…

Zhang Ming’s heart beat rapidly, and his blood heated up along with it.

“I don’t smoke, but I like watching others smoke. You look good smoking.” Qin Qing said lazily.

Qin Qing refused, but Zhang Ming’s heart beat even faster than before.

“Do you have any brothers? Do they look like you?” Qin Qing asked with hooked thin lips.

Zhang Ming’s rapidly beating heart stopped abruptly at this moment, and his nerves pulled out a sharp sting. What exactly did this mean? If there were brothers who looked alike, introduce them to Qin Qing? Qin Qing liked his type? But because he was Duan Bai’s boyfriend, he couldn’t say it directly?

Zhang Ming shook his head pretending to be natural, but actually bit the cigarette butt firmly with his teeth.

This was exactly the psychological breakthrough he wanted to grasp. He had no power or influence, and couldn’t deal with the Qin family and the Duan family, but he was extremely good at manipulating people’s hearts.

What kind of feelings Duan Bai had for Qin Qing, Zhang Ming was still observing. If Duan Bai fell in love with him, or fell in love with Qin Qing, there was a lot of room for manipulation.

A racer is most taboo about emotional instability. A second of distraction on the track could cost Duan Bai his life.

And what Zhang Ming had to do was to manipulate Duan Bai’s emotions, using all people or things that could be used to drive Duan Bai crazy. If Duan Bai died, dealing with Qin Qing would also become very easy.

Zhang Ming kept thinking about his revenge plan. Only in this way could he calm the strong throbbing in his heart.

Qin Qing’s charm was really too terrible. He needed to be on guard at all times, and even more needed to freeze his heart layer by layer with ice.

“I’m an orphan.” Zhang Ming added calmly.

Appropriately confessing a little secret and revealing a flawed side could help him get closer to Qin Qing faster.

Qin Qing blinked his hazy and damp eyes, smiled and said: “I couldn’t tell at all.”

No pity in expression, nor comfort in language. Qin Qing’s words were casual, but made Zhang Ming feel very comfortable.

He was an orphan, but he knew how to make himself live better since he was a child. Qin Qing didn’t see his flaws, which showed that he was not inferior to Duan Bai.

Zhang Ming glanced at Duan Bai, who exuded wildness and arrogance all over, and the corners of his mouth hooked involuntarily.

Duan Bai was still shouting in the group, his face full of impatience.

“They said they want to play a little longer and asked us to go down and dance.” Duan Bai looked up at Qin Qing.

“Then let’s go first, ignore them.” Qin Qing picked up 996, who was curled up on the bed and had started snoring.

Duan Bai grinned, his gloomy face clearing up in a second.

“Let’s go.” He stood up and naturally put his arm around Qin Qing’s shoulder.

“Where to eat late-night snacks?” Zhang Ming asked while stubbing out his cigarette.

Duan Bai’s beaming face was immediately covered with dark clouds. Damn, he almost forgot there was another person in the room. Why didn’t he realize Zhang Ming was so clingy before?

“Where to?” Qin Qing nudged Duan Bai’s waist with his elbow.

Duan Bai tightened his arm, holding Qin Qing firmly in his arms. His tall body almost enveloped Qin Qing completely, and his broad chest allowed Qin Qing to lean on extremely comfortably. Zhang Ming wanted to walk to Qin Qing’s left, but Duan Bai immediately switched to another arm to hug Qin Qing, walking to the left himself, separating Zhang Ming.

Zhang Ming glanced at the other party, a glint flashing in his eyes.

“Let’s go to the food street.” Duan Bai also glanced at Zhang Ming, frowning tightly.

Why does this person like to stick to Qin Qing when walking? He clearly said he was a straight man before. Damn, could he be lying to me?

Although unhappy in his heart, Duan Bai was a person who valued loyalty very much, and had known Zhang Ming for a long time, feeling that the other party’s character was not bad, so he suppressed it again.

On the way to the parking lot, Duan Bai kept recalling Zhang Ming’s every move in the past, and finally confirmed that the other party was a straight man.

Zhang Ming also kept recalling Duan Bai’s every move tonight, always feeling that the other party might not be very straight.

The two involuntarily looked at each other, then smiled as if nothing had happened.

Qin Qing stroked 996’s head intermittently, with an amused faint smile flowing in his eyes.

The designated driver drove Qin Qing’s off-road vehicle to send the three to the food street. On the way, Duan Bai received a call.

“I’m not coming, I’m going to eat late-night snacks with my childhood friend.” He refused the other party.

“I know you are hard to book. I’m not getting the tattoo. The design is ready? Then send it to me to see.”

Duan Bai hung up the phone and opened WeChat. Qin Qing sat beside him, his head lazily leaning on his shoulder, his eyes lowered, looking at the phone together.

Duan Bai had no secrets that Qin Qing couldn’t see. He opened a WeChat picture just sent, and moved the phone under Qin Qing’s eyelids.

“I want to get a tattoo on my shoulder. Help me see if this picture is good.”

As a player, Duan Bai had always been taboo-free. He already had more than one tattoo on his body.

Qin Qing could have taken Duan Bai’s phone to look carefully. But he didn’t. He gently held Duan Bai’s warm hand with his slightly cool hand, and Duan Bai’s palm held the phone.

This intimate action made Duan Bai feel comfortable all over.

He leaned slightly, getting closer to Qin Qing. Zhang Ming, sitting on his other side, was isolated by an invisible wall, completely unable to integrate into this intimate atmosphere.

Duan Bai is straight?

Zhang Ming silently observed the two with heads touching, pondering playfully in his heart, and then put a question mark on this conclusion.

“This picture can be improved a bit, but it’s already very good-looking now. Did the tattoo artist design this for you? Very wild style, I like it.” Qin Qing looked at the ferocious lion in the photo, his eyes lighting up.

“Did you make an appointment to get a tattoo tonight? I’ll go with you to have a look. I think this tattoo artist is very powerful, I want to chat with him and find some inspiration.”

Qin Qing switched from a player to an artist in an instant.

Duan Bai nodded immediately: “Arrange it.”

Zhang Ming: “…” Boyfriend, don’t you need to ask my opinion?

The three walked into an extremely luxuriously decorated tattoo shop. The walls of the shop were covered with pictures of various styles, including Japanese weird style, American rough style, and Chinese delicate style. On every workbench, a guest was either sitting, lying, or prone.

“Young Master Duan, you made an appointment with me, not me with you. You made me wait for more than an hour.” A tall and thin man with a ponytail walked out of the disinfection room.

“I pay a lot, you won’t lose out waiting a few more hours.” Duan Bai sat on a workbench, his eyes always looking at Qin Qing.

Zhang Ming was originally standing beside him, but at this moment he took a step, actually wanting to walk to Qin Qing’s side to admire the pictures on the wall with that person.

Duan Bai spoke immediately: “Zhang Ming, didn’t you say last time that you also wanted a tattoo? I’ll find a designer for you? You two discuss?”

Zhang Ming lowered his eyelids and smiled secretly. This subconscious act of isolating himself from approaching Qin Qing was not a normal reaction for a straight man.

“Okay.”

Having tested out some results, Zhang Ming naturally agreed readily, then sat on the opposite workbench, his eyes also always looking at Qin Qing.

Qin Qing looked up and admired as he walked, slowly arriving at Duan Bai’s side.

“I want a tattoo too.” He stroked the fat cat in his arms carelessly.

Ponytail looked carefully at Qin Qing’s face, then looked at this overly slender and perfect body, his gaze somewhat burning.

“Where do you want to tattoo? What style?” He took the initiative to chat.

Duan Bai pressed his tongue against the roof of his mouth, suppressing the unhappiness in his heart. These people were really like flies, gathering around when they smelled Qin Qing’s fragrance, making annoying buzzing sounds.

“I’ll design the pattern myself, tattoo it here.” Qin Qing put the fat cat into Duan Bai’s arms, unbuttoned his shirt, let the collar fall to the crook of his arm, and showed his round, smooth, fair and delicate shoulder to the designer.

Duan Bai: “!!!”

Fuck! Why did Qin Qing take off his clothes while talking! He really didn’t know how to avoid suspicion!

But actually, such behavior was normal. The tattoo shop was full of people with bare chests and backs, after all, ink couldn’t be stabbed into the skin through clothes.

Duan Bai clenched his fists, restraining the urge to pull Qin Qing’s collar back and button all the buttons. He swept a gloomy glance at Ponytail.

Ponytail stared straight at Qin Qing’s skin, which was white enough to glow. For a tattoo artist, this was undoubtedly the best canvas!

Qin Qing turned sideways, pointed to his left shoulder blade, and asked: “Would it look good to tattoo a flower here?”

“Good-looking! Absolutely good-looking!” Ponytail answered with a hoarse voice.

The slightly protruding shoulder blade was covered with a layer of snow-white and smooth skin, with a little pale pink seeping out of the skin, like crystal clear butterfly wings. Many people in the shop exposed their shoulders, but no one was like Qin Qing, making people involuntarily freeze their gaze.

Duan Bai noticed many people looking at Qin Qing, the tattoo artist, guests, and even passers-by flashing past the glass door.

The tip of his nose was hot and itchy, terribly uncomfortable, and his fists were hard for some reason.

Duan Bai picked up his phone and pretended to look at it, tsked impatiently, and suddenly said: “Qin Qing, my coach is looking for me for something, how about we come back another day to tattoo. I’ll take you home first.”

“Something up so late?” Qin Qing asked in surprise, holding the half-faded shirt in the crook of his arm.

He came to appreciate tattoo art, but at this moment, he became the art appreciated by others.

Suppressing his anger, Duan Bai pulled up Qin Qing’s clothes, buttoned them, and then put down the sleeves rolled up to the elbows.

Damn, who is the straight guy and who is the gay one between me and Qin Qing! Secretly, he asked this question again.

Zhang Ming smiled playfully, and sighed slowly in his heart: Duan Bai, you seem to have forgotten who is your nominal boyfriend. You seem… not straight.