C88 Emotional Experiments

Zeng Yiwen finally calmed down.

Huo Shaoqian's kiss was meant to test her, and also to calm her down. Seeing that she was being honest, she didn't dare to act rashly anymore. After kissing him lightly on the lips, she let go of him and touched his sweaty hair by his ear. "There's no such thing as an absolute. Why did you jump to conclusions based on just a few words? This is the first time I've ever heard of such a thing. Why didn't you even give me time to think about it? Even if we didn't fall in love, you've been my master for so many years. Have you ever considered my feelings?"

Zeng Yiwen did not say anything. Indeed, he had never thought about Huo Shaoqian. He thought that the master-disciple relationship between them was not important to Huo Shaoqian, and that he was probably not as important to Huo Shaoqian as Huo Shaoqian was to him. He didn't expect Huo Shaoqian to pester him like this when he had decided to give up. In order to keep him from leaving, he had even said that he could try to accept his feelings and be his boyfriend.

He even took the initiative to kiss him.

Was Huo Shaoqian's compromise because he was used to his existence and didn't want to leave him? Or did he really have feelings for him?

Huo Shaoqian's home was still quite far from the Golden Year Company. By the time the car pulled into the parking lot below his house, it was already dark, and Zeng Yiwen had already fallen asleep on the way.

He had not been sleeping well at all these days, and the source of his trouble was right in front of him, but now it allowed him to sleep in peace.

Huo Shaoqian looked at the sleeping person, reached out to touch that familiar face, sighed lightly, and woke him up, "Master, wake up! We're here."

Zeng Yiwen opened his eyes in a daze, looked out of the car window, and then opened the car door to get out.

He yawned as he watched Huo Shaoqian get out of the car and lock the door. "What did you want to say when you brought me to your house?"

"Since we're already here, is there any use in asking these questions?" Huo Shaoqian walked around the front of the car and came to Zeng Yiwen's side. He grabbed his hand and pulled him upstairs.

Zeng Yiwen did not struggle anymore. He was the one who agreed to get into the car with him. Now that they were already there, why bother about these things?

Soon, the two of them took the elevator to Huo Shaoqian's house. The moment they entered the house, before Huo Shaoqian could turn on the lights, Zeng Yiwen smelled the fragrance of food.

When Huo Shaoqian turned on the living room light and changed into his slippers, he headed for the kitchen. "I'll go get some food, he said. Wait for me in the living room."

Before entering the kitchen, Huo Shaoqian reminded him.

Zeng Yiwen had no intention of leaving now. Seeing that someone had entered the kitchen, he walked to the sofa in the living room and sat down. He turned on the television, took out a cigarette box and a lighter from his bag, and lit a cigarette for himself.

After waiting for about ten minutes or so, Huo Shaoqian finally brought the hot dishes to the table one by one. Looking at the two cigarette butts in the originally clean ashtray on the coffee table, he could only sigh and call for someone to go to the dining room. "Let's eat first."

Zeng Yiwen turned off the television, got up and walked towards the dining room, laughing: "What, do you think that by buying my stomach with a table full of dishes, I can continue to be your master?"

Huo Shaoqian sat down at the dining table with a calm expression, picked up his chopsticks, and first picked up some of Zeng Yiwen's favorite dishes and put them in his bowl. He had been unable to contact Zeng Yiwen for the past few days in the crew, and after finishing today's shoot at noon, he rushed back. He was determined to go to the Golden Year to stop people and then bring them home, so before he left home, he had already prepared dinner.

"I won't force you if you don't want us to be master and disciple again, but think about what I said in the car."

Zeng Yiwen suddenly laughed, "Think about what? Give you time to get used to it? Wait for you to try to accept my feelings? Try to be my boyfriend?"

With that, Zeng Yiwen took off his t-shirt, revealing his lean upper body. He casually draped his shirt over the back of the chair beside the dining table, "Huo Shaoqian, you told me before that you only like gentle and beautiful girls. Now look carefully, I'm a real man."

"I've always known that. I've never been in a relationship, except for that phony, tied-up affair, and I've never tried anything but what I think. How do you know I can't be nice to a man?" Huo Shaoqian put down his chopsticks and stood up. He walked in front of Zeng Yiwen, looked at his slightly white skin that was exposed to the light, and raised his hand to gently touch it.

Zeng Yiwen lacked exercise, and although his figure was maintained well, he did not have any muscle feeling. His skin was not very tight to the touch, but it was elastic and smooth.

Huo Shaoqian's hand was a little hot, and it traveled along his waistline all the way to his chest. His warm fingers tickled his skin, giving him goosebumps.

He wanted to retreat, but Huo Shaoqian's hand grabbed his shoulder and pulled him back to the front. Huo Shaoqian was determined to prove himself. He lowered his head and wanted to kiss him, but this time, he turned his head away.

"You..." At this point, Huo Shaoqian did not understand why Zeng Yiwen still wanted to escape.

"Shaoqian." Zeng Yiwen's tone towards Huo Shaoqian was finally not as cold as before, "If you are afraid of losing me as your master, we can always be master and disciple. You don't have to force yourself."

If that was all, Zeng Yiwen would not care about a Huo Shaoqian at all. He truly loved this person, and what he wanted was also his heart." If you're just used to having someone like me by your side, you don't have to be so aggrieved. "

"Why don't you understand?" Huo Shaoqian embraced her and said, "Do you think I would do something that would hurt myself just because I wanted to keep you? Don't you like me? Why can't you give each other a chance?"

Seeing his serious and anxious look, Zeng Yiwen suddenly let out a smile.

The haze in his heart had not dissipated, what else could he do? While he was running away, Huo Shaoqian was trying his best. If he couldn't accept him in the end and tried his best, maybe he wouldn't be as sad as he was before, and he wouldn't have any regrets.

Zeng Yiwen raised his head and looked at Huo Shaoqian. The sudden decision of the person in front of him made him feel unreal, as if he was dreaming.

Huo Shaoqian knew the uneasiness in his heart. In Zeng Yiwen's eyes, his decision was an experiment on his feelings. If it failed, he would still be the one injured, "Master, you have to have more confidence in me."

"Well, since you've made a table full of food and you're so attached to me, I'll give you a chance." Zeng Yiwen deliberately changed the topic, pushed him away, and took some clothes from the chair to put on for himself, " I'm hungry, let's eat first."