The Love Reality Show's Big Boss and Little Sweetie - Chapter 65

Qi Liao leaned down, closing the distance until they were mere inches apart. As their breaths mingled, the heat between them intensified.

With just one look from Qi Liao, Mu Chi felt his entire body grow feverish, his heart pounding like a drum. His hands pressed weakly against Qi Liao’s chest; the firm, rock-solid pectoral muscles were taut, like a drawn bow ready to fire, exuding an overwhelming sense of oppression and power.

Mu Chi blinked nervously. “No… you can’t do this sort of thing to me…”

“This sort of thing?” Qi Liao’s tone was playful. “What sort of thing?”

Mu Chi glared at him, embarrassed and angry, but couldn’t get the words out.

“If you don’t say it, I might just go ahead and do it.” Qi Liao lowered his head, his well-defined face drawing close to Mu Chi’s. His eyes, lowered, locked onto the young man’s lips, thin and delicate as rose petals.

Only ten centimeters separated their lips. Mu Chi could barely see Qi Liao clearly anymore; his gaze could only catch the dark, raven-wing-like eyelashes. His hands, unable to withstand the powerful advance of the man above him, yielded step by step, his defenses being overrun.

Mu Chi made one last struggle. “If you… if you kiss me, I’ll bite you!”

A light laugh escaped Qi Liao’s lips, and then he pressed down completely, capturing the young man’s soft, cool lips.

Mu Chi’s eyes widened slightly, only to be covered by a large hand. Now, only his lips could feel the plundering assault. From struggle and refusal to reluctant acceptance, it took Mu Chi all of three seconds.

No one knew Qi Liao better than Mu Chi. He had felt Qi Liao’s body temperature countless times; his domineering nature and his hidden softness always left Mu Chi helplessly addicted; their thoughts often aligned without prior discussion.

Mu Chi simply couldn’t refuse Qi Liao.

As their tongues tangled, everything from his dreams merged with this moment, transforming into the most real sensation. Mu Chi held onto Qi Liao, being tightly embraced, kissed, and entangled, almost to the point of breathlessness.

Just before he could drown in this kiss, Qi Liao released him. They stared at each other, panting. So, a kiss could be this intense—it felt like a connection of their very souls.

“Do you really not remember?” Qi Liao murmured, his voice lighter than a feather, yet it tickled something deep within. “That I’m the boyfriend you went through countless schemes to finally win over?”

Mu Chi felt both shy and helpless. “Can’t you give me some time? Let me think clearly?”

Qi Liao chuckled, his chest vibrating slightly. He took Mu Chi’s hand and placed it over his own heart. “Listen. My heart says it’s been waiting all day. Its lover still hasn’t remembered, and it’s very sad.”

Mu Chi didn’t know whether to laugh or cry. “It’s only been a day—no, not even a full day.”

“Every second feels like a year. I can’t help it.”

Mu Chi said, “I just feel that thinking it through clearly is the responsible thing—for you, and for myself.”

Qi Liao pulled him up into a sitting position. “I’m giving you time, but not so you can avoid me.”

“I’m not…” Mu Chi felt a pang of guilt. “I’m afraid I’ll be led astray by lust.”

Qi Liao’s eyebrow quirked. “Led astray by lust? For me?”

Mu Chi glared at him. “Who else if not you? I’ve never seen anyone more handsome than you. Can’t I be a little tempted?”

“I’ll allow you to be tempted by me. For anyone else, it’s out of the question.”

“I’m not some player; not just anyone can catch my eye.” As he spoke, Mu Chi added a slight reproach, “And you, stop being so jealous over everything.”

Qi Liao: “Then you stop acting all aloof too. Let’s go public openly.”

“……”

“What?”

Mu Chi hedged, “Let me think it over properly first.”

Qi Liao didn’t press further, simply saying, “You shower first. I’ll go get my sleepwear.”

Mu Chi eyed him suspiciously. “You’re not planning to sleep here, are you?”

Qi Liao smiled and left to get his sleepwear from his own room. Mu Chi, feeling apprehensive, went to take a shower. He washed meticulously for half an hour, applied shower gel, and paid extra attention to cleaning his bottom before getting into bed.

Mu Chi comforted himself: this was just a precaution. If something were to happen, he wouldn’t be caught completely off guard.

—That’s right. The twenty five year old him now knew how love-making between men worked. Even if he hadn’t personally experienced it, he roughly understood the process.

When Qi Liao emerged from the bathroom after his shower, Mu Chi peeked out from under the covers before quickly hiding again. “You should go back to your own room to sleep.”

Mu Chi clearly felt the bed dip as the weight of another person settled beside him. The fresh scent of citrus shower gel wafted over.

“Afraid I’ll do something to you?” Qi Liao asked.

The roots of Mu Chi’s ears felt hot. “Of course not.”

“Heh, is that so?”

“……” What are you being tsundere about? Shouldn’t I be the one being tsundere here?

Qi Liao tugged at the cover. “Give me some.”

Mu Chi, wrapped tightly in the cover, refused to let go, his half-dry, messy hair popping out. “Don’t you have your own? Why are you stealing mine?”

Qi Liao stated matter of factly, “Yours smells better.”

“……”

In the end, Mu Chi still lost half of his cover. He was forced to lie very close to Qi Liao, and then forced to be pulled into Qi Liao’s embrace. After struggling proved futile, he gave up resisting and was soon fast asleep, breathing deeply.

Looking at the beautiful young man who had fallen asleep in under ten minutes, Qi Liao felt both annoyed and amused. He gently tapped the tip of Mu Chi’s slightly upturned nose and whispered, “Heartless little thing.”

Mu Chi woke up feeling refreshed and clear-headed. His only complaint was that Qi Liao hadn’t woken him up for their morning run. What, now that his memory was back, he didn’t need to exercise anymore? He still needed to work on those abs!

After changing clothes and a quick wash, he had just stepped out of the bathroom when he saw Xiao Tian walk in, busy folding the cover and organizing the clothes from the closet, gathering a large pile.

Mu Chi said, “Those are all clean, already washed.”

Xiao Tian replied, “We’re leaving tomorrow. If we pack now, we won’t be rushed tomorrow.”

“I remember the dating show still has half a month left.” Mu Chi felt confused. “Did I lose my memory again?”

Xiao Tian laughed. “No, it’s not that. The director is moving the filming location. The second half will be filmed… somewhere else.”

For a moment, Mu Chi had genuinely worried his brain was malfunctioning again. Relieved, he thought, As long as I can still be with Qi Liao, it’s fine…

After coming out, Mu Chi noticed that all the assistants were bustling about, packing things up—it really looked like they were preparing to leave. He asked Xu Wuxing, “Do you know where we’re going?”

Xu Wuxing looked dazed. “Huh? Go where?”

“Forget it.” Mu Chi went downstairs and saw Qi Liao, who had just returned. “Did you know we’re leaving?”

Qi Liao walked upstairs as he spoke. “My assistant told me.”

“Did they say where?”

Qi Liao glanced sideways at him with a smile. “You’ll know when we get there.”

Mu Chi: “…You’ve mastered the art of speaking without saying anything, too.”

Mu Chi asked around, but aside from Qi Liao, no one seemed to know the destination. The assistants were keeping their mouths shut to preserve the element of surprise for the dating show.

【Why did the stream only start at 8:30 today? I got up early for nothing and I’m exhausted.】

【You didn’t see the official post? They said the streaming times would return to normal these past two days.】

【Who still uses Weibo? It’s dead anyway.】

【My male god is dressed like a pretty Ragdoll cat again today.】

【The all-white outfit really suits Mu Chi.】

After breakfast, Ying Xuan officially announced the impending departure. Only Xu Wuxing was still confused, exclaiming in surprise, “Why? We’re perfectly fine here.”

Most importantly, the beach was right there to play on whenever they wanted. In a few years, it might be too polluted. Of course, Xu Wuxing was reluctant to leave.

Ying Xuan said, “It’s the production team’s decision. I believe we’re going to an even better place.”

Xu Wuxing was one hundred and twenty thousand percent unwilling. “Even if this place only has two bathrooms and we have to queue for showers, I never complained! Why leave?”

Ying Xuan spent a good while comforting him, repeatedly assuring him that the new filming location would be better than the current one. Finally, Xu Wuxing accepted it: “Then this afternoon, let’s go surfing one last time.”

【?? Where are they going again?】

【First time I’ve seen a dating show move twice.】

【This place might be shabby, but the scenery is great. Don’t go!】

【Does this mean we’ll never see male god’s heroic surfing figure again?】

However, Man proposes, God disposes. In the afternoon, it rained. Although it was only a light drizzle, the sea became rough and windy. Forget surfing; even the fishermen had to steer clear during high tide.

The plan for one last surf was washed away. Xu Wuxing’s spirits plummeted. Gazing sorrowfully at the sky in the fine drizzle, he lamented, “Heavens! Will you not even grant me one last beautiful memory? Oh, heavens—!”

Everyone else: “…” Such a melodramatically sorrowful youth.

【Hahahaha, shout a few more lines, entertain me!】

【Another day laughing thanks to Xingbao.】

Aside from the wind, rain, and Xu Wuxing, the day was generally calm. So calm it felt excessive, leaving people unsure what to do.

Mu Chi thought about it and concluded it was because they hadn’t encountered anyone from outside the production team today. Therefore, no storms, no twists, no heart-pounding stories.

To be honest, with such sudden quiet, everyone felt a bit unaccustomed and struggled to make conversation.

【Stop talking, please? It’s the last half-month, autumn’s here. If there’s no spark of love, don’t force it.】

【It’s clearly a dating show, but after a month and a half, aside from Qi Liao and Mu Chi, the conversations between the others feel a bit awkward. What’s going on?】

【Me too, I just want to see them be funny.】

The day passed just like that. When it was time to sleep at night, Qi Liao came again to squeeze into Mu Chi’s bed. Mu Chi, having accepted his fate, attempted to use his charm) to seduce him: “Tell me, where are we going tomorrow?”

Qi Liao: “Let me do you, and I’ll tell you.”

“…In your dreams.”

“If it’s your dream, then it’s fine.”

Mu Chi really felt like beating him. He held it in for a while, until he ended up falling asleep himself. Qi Liao openly pulled him into his arms, kissed his soft earlobe, and only then closed his eyes to sleep.

The next day, the sun was high.

Qi Liao woke up to his biological clock. After some thought, he still went to shake Mu Chi. “Time for our run.”

Mu Chi grumbled in agreement but refused to get up.

So Qi Liao slipped his hand under the cover, feeling Mu Chi’s lower abdomen. “Mu Chi, your eight-pack abs are gone.”

Mu Chi was instantly frightened awake. “My abs!”

Qi Liao pinched the soft flesh. “They’ve turned into soft, squishy meat.”

Just two centimeters lower, and he would have touched Little Mu Chi. The roots of Mu Chi’s ears heated up. He pulled Qi Liao’s hand out, his peach-blossom eyes shimmering and shy. “Pervert!”

Qi Liao rubbed his fingertips together, the sensation of warm, smooth skin lingering. “It’s not like I haven’t touched it before.”

Mu Chi kicked at him, only to be kissed. A person’s brain can only handle so much; while busy pushing the man away, he forgot about kicking. He flailed about on the bed, messing up the sheets and pillows.

“I’m older than you!” Mu Chi shouted.

Qi Liao glanced meaningfully at the wall. Mu Chi immediately covered his mouth—he had been too loud. Qi Liao laughed, removed his hand, and said domineeringly, “Apart from being a few months older, where are you bigger than me? You should call me gege.”

“Brothers are ranked by age.”

“Says who? Out in the world, people older than me still call me grandpa.”

“……”

“And then there are martial arts or apprenticeship senior and junior brothers. The one who enters the sect first is the senior brother, the one who enters later is the junior brother, regardless of age.”

Unable to win the argument, Mu Chi covered his ears. “Not listening, not listening! Let’s go for our run.”

The two washed up, changed into workout clothes, and went for a run in the park. They encountered Xia Yang, and Mu Chi told him they were leaving.

Xia Yang was momentarily stunned, then said, “一 May you have favorable winds throughout your journey.”

“Thank you.” Mu Chi smiled. “You will also have good luck after extreme bad luck and have smooth sailing too.”

Xia Yang nodded and ran ahead. The two had effectively said their goodbyes.

Qi Liao caught up to Mu Chi, his tone sour. “What, can’t bear to leave him?”

Mu Chi shot him a sidelong glance with his peach-blossom eyes. “Keep being jealous like this, and you’ll sour yourself to death sooner or later.”

Qi Liao laughed heartily. “Don’t you just love sour things? Sour cabbage fish, vinegar-marinated eggs, sweet and sour lotus root, lemon chicken feet.”

Mu Chi: “…Dishes and you are still different.”

Qi Liao: “Of course. I’m more delicious than any feast, right?”

“Stop talking!” If he continued, Mu Chi’s thoughts would really stray. Besides, he really had bitten Qi Liao’s abs before… Just thinking about it made his blood run hot.

When they returned to the courtyard, the production team was already loading the vehicles. Mu Chi was quite surprised. “Leaving this early?”

Xiao Tian had been waiting for Mu Chi. “Brother Mu, go change your clothes first. Breakfast will be on the minibus.”

Everyone looked hurried and busy. Not wanting to bother them with questions, Mu Chi went about his own tasks. He suddenly remembered the love letters and hurriedly leaned close to Qi Liao’s ear, speaking intimately: “Give me the love letters.”

Qi Liao touched his ear, his face expressionless as he nodded. “Mhm.”

As soon as the morning stream started, netizens saw the courtyard completely transformed, with things everywhere. They were really leaving. Messages of reluctance poured in.

After Mu Chi changed, the makeup artist rushed to apply a light layer of base makeup. A bit of lip gloss was all it took for him to look radiant. On camera, Mu Chi appeared to have delicate features, but in reality, his bone structure was sharp, his features clear and exquisite. His profile alone revealed his superior bone structure.

【First time seeing Mu Chi’s makeup process…】

【Damn, he just puts on base and some lip gloss and turns into a fairy?】

【Forgive my poor eyesight, but I can’t tell the difference before and after makeup.】

【The beauty of bone structure and the beauty of skin – Mu Chi’s face combines both.】

【Thinking about the Demon King facing this face every night… my jealousy is like a torrential river.】

Mu Chi went out and headed straight for Qi Liao’s room, blocking the cameraman from entering with the door. He held his hand out to Qi Liao.

Qi Liao handed over a stack of envelopes and letter paper. Mu Chi stuffed them into his pocket without time to examine them closely.

An hour later, the production team finally finished packing. The guests boarded the show’s pink minibus. Breakfast was on the drink counter for them to take.

Mu Chi chose an egg pancake, a boiled egg, and some water—that was enough.

“Brother Mu, there’s soy milk here,” Hao Wenrou said thoughtfully. “Shall I get you a cup?”

Mu Chi politely declined. “No need, water is fine.” He tended to feel nauseous if he drank soy milk while on a moving vehicle.

Qi Liao pointed to the spot beside him. “Sit here.”

Mu Chi went and sat down, drawing resentful looks from Hao Wenrou and Xu Wuxing. He steeled himself and averted his eyes, focusing on his breakfast.

Qi Liao took a tofu roll and gave it to him. “You can’t drink soy milk, but you should be able to eat a tofu roll, right?”

“Thank you,” Mu Chi said politely.

Qi Liao sat boldly beside him. “Why be so polite with your boyfriend?”

“……”

Xu Wuxing jumped up. “Brother Mu hasn’t admitted you’re his boyfriend yet!”

Qi Liao didn’t even look back. Bathed in the glorious morning sun from the window, he said to the young man bathing in the sunlight by the window, “It’s fine. I can pursue him. He’ll agree eventually.”

Mu Chi looked up, almost scalded by the brilliant light in Qi Liao’s eyes. No one could refuse such a fervent and tender courtship.

As their eyes met, Qi Liao’s originally sharp, hard contours softened. He smiled, confident and domineering. “Right?”

Mu Chi’s heart felt scalding. The word “yes” was on the tip of his tongue.

“It’s okay, take your time to think,” Qi Liao added.

Mu Chi held back the love that was about to spill out.

The minibus drove on, stopping and starting, for over three hours until it finally reached its destination—a port.

Xu Wuxing perked up. “Are we going to some island for tourism?”

The guide was a slender female tour guide wearing a white naval cap. She smiled and said, “Everyone, please follow me.”

They passed through the port’s main hall, went through security, and after being cleared, followed the tour guide down a long, fully enclosed glass walkway. Through the glass, they could vaguely see many luxurious cruise ships docked at the port.

Exiting the glass walkway, the view suddenly opened up. A massive  ship, larger than anything Mu Chi could have imagined, was docked in the harbor. It was the only one there, a unique exception.

Qi Liao said, “This is a cruise ship.”

“Cruise ship?” 

Qi Liao explained naturally, taking Mu Chi’s hand. “An ocean liner can cross major oceans, capable of global voyages.”

A global voyage? Mu Chi had never dared to imagine such a thing from the day he was born. For a moment, he felt dizzy. “I can actually travel around the world?”

“Fifteen days isn’t enough to travel the world. We can probably visit seven or eight countries at most,” Qi Liao said. “If you like traveling the world, after we get married, I’ll take you.”

“Okay… Get married??”