MAPF Chapter 38

Chapter 38 Bathrobe: I’m always generous with friends

Chapter 38 Bathrobe: I’m always generous with friends

Why ask about Qiao Mu for no reason?

Xie Shiwei didn’t understand He Qin’s meaning for a moment and said truthfully, “Yes, he’s the one who drank the most. Last Friday, he even asked me to make more for him to take next week.”

He Qin tapped the glass bowl with his fingertip: “Make an extra portion. I want some too.”

“Ah? But you haven’t even tasted it yet.”

He Qin’s finger paused: “It looks delicious.”

“Are you sure?” Xie Shiwei was suspicious. He also knew that this drink didn’t look very appealing. “Why don’t you try it first? Don’t trust me too much.”

He Qin took the cue and immediately picked up the glass bowl to taste it. Xie Shiwei also poured himself a cup and drank it with relish.

He Qin’s Adam’s apple bobbed as he quickly finished drinking and put down the bowl. The rose flavor was strong, and the almond was fragrant. It did taste better than it looked. He stared at Xie Shiwei’s lips, which were glistening with rose dew, and felt that this person truly loved roses. It wasn’t enough to have the scent of roses all over his body; even his lips and teeth had to be stained with it.

After Xie Shiwei finished drinking, he unconsciously stuck out his tongue and licked the remaining juice from his lips. He heard He Qin ask him if he liked roses very much.

“Yeah, I quite like them. Many people say roses are tacky, but I think roses are both pleasing to the eye and delicious. They can be wrapped into ninety-nine (duo) and given as gifts, or they can be cooked into tea. What great virtues are these?”

He Qin summarized: “Pretty and delicious, so you like them?”

Xie Shiwei nodded.

He Qin smiled slightly, his gaze seemingly unintentionally passing over Xie Shiwei’s collarbone, feeling that Xie Shiwei could probably be described with the same words.

Although he had never tasted him.

After finishing the drink, Xie Shiwei was going to wash the dishes, but He Qin told him to rest and took the tray away.

Xie Shiwei followed him to the small kitchen, seeing He Qin doing housework for the first time.

The tall man stood sideways to him in front of the sink, rolled up his sleeves, revealing his faintly veined forearms, bent over and washed the dishes and cups, quickly wiping the cleaned tableware and placing it in its original position in the cupboard with practiced ease.

The thought that He Qin was so reliable popped into his head again. Xie Shiwei decided to align his future mate selection criteria with He Qin, at least reaching eighty percent.

The two returned to the room one after the other. He Qin said he was going to take a shower and wash his hair, taking a change of clothes with him.

The sound of water came from the bathroom. Xie Shiwei lay sprawled on the sofa playing with his phone, wondering if he should ask He Qin to play games with him later. He was also worried that the CEO would find video games childish or a waste of time and wouldn’t bother with him.

While he was thinking about these random things, He Qin pushed the door open, his hair half-dry, his bathrobe loose, his chest muscles faintly visible, and his belt not tied tightly. It looked like his clothes could fall off with a casual bend.

Xie Shiwei enjoyed the free eye candy and then kindly reminded He Qin to put on his bathrobe properly.

“I’ve always worn my bathrobe like this. It’s uncomfortable if it’s too tight.”

He Qin didn’t care. Xie Shiwei had to praise him for being casual and continue to enjoy the view.

He Qin lived up to this evaluation, sitting down next to Xie Shiwei in a loosely dressed manner.

Xie Shiwei sniffed, seemingly smelling a familiar rose fragrance, and asked suspiciously, “Did you use my shower gel?”

He Qin nodded.

“How is it? Good to use, right? I think it’s very fragrant.”

He Qin said succinctly, “Too sweet.”

Xie Shiwei disliked his lack of taste: “Then why did you still use it? I painstakingly made it by hand in the store the week before last! It’s hard to make a fresh rose scent!”

He Qin turned his head to look at Xie Shiwei, smiling: “It’s too sweet for me, but it suits you very well.”

Xie Shiwei was bewitched by He Qin’s smile and words.

What did this mean?

A very sweet scent suits him. Did He Qin think he was also very sweet? Or was it just a casual remark to appease him, with no real meaning?

During the few seconds of Xie Shiwei’s daze, He Qin also took the opportunity to carefully examine him, wanting to see the details on this face that he had previously ignored.

He saw that Xie Shiwei had a beauty mark under each of his left and right eyes, and the bone structure of his bridge and tip of his nose were very beautiful. But on the left side of his face, near the jawline, there was a faint, one-centimeter-long scar.

Did this scar belong to the current Xie Shiwei?

He wanted to know the answer.

When Xie Shiwei came back to his senses, He Qin had already withdrawn his gaze. He hesitated, but ultimately decided to ignore He Qin’s casual remark and ask him if he wanted to play games together.

“Sure.”

Xie Shiwei had already prepared himself for He Qin to refuse him, but he didn’t expect He Qin to agree. He was instantly happy and excitedly pulled He Qin to the game room, skillfully turning on a set of equipment, connecting the game console, and asking He Qin which game he wanted to play.

The game covers on the screen were colorful. He Qin chose the first one—Mao Xian Ren (Woolen People).

Woolen People was an action-adventure game where two characters were tied together by wool extending from their bodies, jointly navigating complex terrain.

Passing the levels required one player to help the other, severely testing the players’ operational accuracy and cooperation.

This happened to be Xie Shiwei’s favorite. He praised He Qin for having good taste, pressed the button, and started the game. Xie Shiwei chose the red character, and He Qin’s character naturally turned blue.

Xie Shiwei hummed a song, operating his character to run and jump. Before he had run three meters, He Qin’s character fell into the abyss while jumping and died.

Xie Shiwei looked at the TV screen that had gone black in less than three seconds and politely asked, “Operational error?”

He Qin calmly nodded.

Xie Shiwei immediately started the second game. This time, he excitedly ran five meters, and He Qin’s character fell into the abyss again during a climb, dying again.

Xie Shiwei was silent, nudging He Qin’s elbow: “Can you be serious? Playing games is also a test of willpower. Don’t be unserious just because it’s a game. Let’s go again!”

The third game was still the same. Xie Shiwei somewhat agitatedly said, “Retry.”

For the fourth game, Xie Shiwei didn’t even take a step, directly watching He Qin operate, and then saw He Qin randomly pressing buttons on the controller, jumping when he should have moved forward, and directly moving forward when he should have jumped, hitting the ceiling several times and directly jumping off a cliff to commit suicide.

Xie Shiwei then remembered a possibility, saying coolly, “He Qin, can’t you play?”

He Qin calmly nodded again.

Xie Shiwei fainted: “Then why did you choose this game without hesitation? I thought you knew how to play.”

“I chose this because the system showed that this is the game you play most often. Although I don’t know how to play, you should be able to teach me.”

“Okay, you’re quite the calculator.” Xie Shiwei was a bit dumbfounded by He Qin for the first time and began to teach He Qin how to play games, starting with explaining what each button on the controller represented, and also talking about the operating skills of the Woolen People game, such as how to throw the wool on their bodies onto gears to turn them into pulleys, how to swing themselves up with the pulleys, and how to make the two characters hug each other and become one person.

The operation wasn’t difficult. After Xie Shiwei taught him, He Qin said he had remembered it, and Xie Shiwei let him try to practice the operation on his own in the single-player version first.

He Qin had a calm expression as if he was confident, but the first jump at the start killed himself again.

Xie Shiwei: “…Didn’t you say you remembered?”

“I thought I remembered.”

“Hopeless, let me carry you.” Xie Shiwei leaned towards He Qin’s direction, holding his controller with both hands, guiding He Qin’s large hand placed on the game controller, his fingertips pressing on He Qin’s fingertips, operating while explaining the precautions.

Their fingers intertwined irregularly. Xie Shiwei gradually pressed his weight on He Qin, like a feline lying prone in its owner’s arms. The movements of playing the game were large, gradually rubbing He Qin’s loose bathrobe open little by little.

He Qin’s chest was exposed to the air, half infected by the coolness, and half pillowed by Xie Shiwei. But this person was completely unaware, occasionally twisting his body, seemingly looking for the most comfortable position.

He Qin watched the leaping character on the screen with a wandering mind, quietly feeling the emotional fluctuations he was experiencing because of Xie Shiwei, strangely infatuated with this feeling of losing order.

At the same time, he was extremely fortunate that Xie Shiwei was leaning on his right side, unable to feel his slightly rapid heartbeat.

Xie Shiwei, who was focused on playing the game, was initially unaware of this. Later, he vaguely felt that his left shoulder and back were getting hotter and hotter. When he turned his head to look, he was horrified to find that He Qin’s bathrobe had fallen off at some point. At this moment, he was actually leaning on He Qin’s naked chest.

What?!

Although he was wearing pajamas, the feeling of soft chest muscles in a relaxed state was still too much. Xie Shiwei instantly felt his entire back burning, jumping up like a frightened rabbit: “When did your clothes fall off?!”

He Qin’s expression was normal, unlike his chaotic heartbeat: “It started falling off at the second level, and completely scattered at the fifth level.”

Heavens, he had already helped He Qin play to the fifteenth level.

Xie Shiwei’s ears were so red that they seemed to be dripping blood, telling He Qin to quickly put on his clothes, complaining about why he didn’t remind him.

He Qin smiled, unhurriedly pulling up his bathrobe and tying it: “Don’t you like it?”

Xie Shiwei bit his tongue: “Like…what?”

“Muscles.”

Xie Shiwei wanted to kneel to He Qin, exasperated: “You didn’t even let me look at the suit store last time, how can you let me lie on you for free now?!”

“Aren’t we friends? I’m always generous with friends.” He Qin emphasized the word “friends.”

Xie Shiwei collapsed.

He Qin really made him feel quite helpless sometimes.

He solemnly declared: “He Qin, even if we’re friends, you don’t have to be so generous. I like looking at muscular men, but I’m not a pervert. Maybe sometimes I can’t help but look at you, but at most I’ll just look, and I won’t really take advantage of you by touching you.”

He Qin lowered his eyes imperceptibly, slightly disappointed.

Wang Gugu’s trick of taking off clothes and showing skin didn’t seem to work very well either. Xie Shiwei was so principled.

Xie Shiwei sighed: “He Qin, honestly, you’re really inscrutable sometimes.”

“How so?”

Xie Shiwei said with a hint of resentment: “You were suddenly very cold to me a few days ago, sometimes inexplicably angry, targeting me. But I see that you have a lot of work pressure and male horm…”

Speaking of this, he suddenly stopped, biting his tongue, tears in his eyes.

Damn, that was close. He almost blurted out “hormone imbalance.”

Xie Shiwei touched his chest with tears in his eyes, warning himself to be more careful when speaking in the future.

He Qin didn’t even know he had this problem, how could he know? Wouldn’t that be offensive, wouldn’t that be perverted!

He Qin wasn’t deaf either. Looking at Xie Shiwei’s strange expression, he raised an eyebrow: “What is, male chick?”