Qingge Chapter 12 part1

[Q] Chapter 12A: A Boyfriend Who is Also Head of House
[November 2, 2019] ...

The scene that greeted Yujing upon his return was truly indolent. Qingge was on the couch, with a computer on one side and a bowl of fruit on the other. A happy smirk played on his lips as he ate.

"Hungry?" Yujing asked as he leaned down for a kiss before pulling Qingge up into a hug. "Want to have lunch?"

"What took so long?" Qingge said, acting like a spoiled child. He hung onto Yujing's arm and looked coyly up at him. "I've been playing on the computer for a while. Your assistant brought me some desserts just now, but told me I couldn't eat too much."

"You'll get full if you eat too much. There's still dinner. Why don't we go to the teahouse downstairs? Their house specialty is chestnut simmered chicken. Wanna try it?" Yujing smiled. "Then later, do you want me to send you home or do you want to stay here?"

Qingge answered without even thinking. "Home is too boring; I'll stay here."

"OK then, let's go and eat." Yujing smiled as he adjusted his clothes.

"Cough, cough. Seriously you two, that's enough. There's another person in the room you know…" Ningyu was tired of being ignored. This love business was powerful stuff if it could turn the always serious Yujing into such a doting and loving husband.

The additional voice surprised Qingge so much he actually jumped. How embarrassing to be caught in such an intimate position.

"Qingge, this is Shen Ningyu. He and Siming are good friends of mine."

With a smile Qingge said, "Hello, I'm Lin Qingge." His reaction was quick because he had a whole life's experience under his belt.

"Hello, Shen Ningyu." Ningyu appraised Qingge. Looks were good, manners were excellent, but aside from that everything else was average. How did he conquer Yujing - a super eligible bachelor - with that combination?

"All right. You go to your lover at home, we'll go eat." Yujing stood up. How did he make such lousy friends?

"What? No. I haven't eaten that yet, what's it called?" Ningyu promptly blocked Yujing's path.

"Chestnut simmered chicken." Ningyu was checking him out unrestrainedly, but Qingge didn't pay it any mind. He knew what Ningyu was like. Besides he already had a husband so what did he care? Yujing had his back.

"He's always like this. Just ignore him. Let's go." Yujing tugged Qingge out of the room.

Ningyu trailed behind them. His brows knitted in thought as he looked at Qingge nodding obediently to what Yujing said. This young master was really easy-going. Just now when he came by he saw that Yujing had limited Qingge's desserts. Instead of being mad, Qingge had accepted it easily. Was he being bullied in bed? No…. it couldn't be; Yujing wasn't that kind of person.

Qingge would have been incredulous if he knew what Ningyu was thinking. How terrible! Don't put me in your dirty thoughts!

Chen Han saw them as he was coming out of the office. He greeted them with a smile. "Boss, Chief Shen, Qingge."

Yujing quirked his brow at the diminutive address. It made him uncomfortable.

Personal Assistant Chen Han was a great assistant so of course he noticed. He was surprised at how easily the boss got jealous. Wasn't it just a greeting to Qingge? Boss wouldn't get so crazy as to dock his year-end bonus would he? He needed to make money in order to get a proper wife!

Yujing was jealous?! Ningyu stood to the side intending to fully enjoy the show.

Qingge wasn't sure what was going on with them. Why were they so quiet all of a sudden? "Yujing, what's going on?" Qingge said as he held Yujing's hand in his. "Aren't we going to eat?"

"It's nothing. Let's go; you're hungry right?" Yujing smiled as he reached over to pull Qingge close against his body and led Qingge away. He was being silly; it was just a greeting.

Embarrassed Qingge said, "No, there was all that fruit salad. Then there were the desserts from Assistant Chen. He said you were his upperclassman in college so I asked him to call me Qingge. It would have been weird for him to call me young master."

And thus, Yujing's jealousy was quelled by a few simple words from Qingge.

"Nevermind, it's not important. What does it matter what he calls you? Also you don't have to be polite. Feel free to call on him if you need anything. That's what he's paid for after all." Yujing smiled as he spoke, speaking of it as though it was the most natural thing.

As he watched the show Ningyu wondered if this guy was the same Yujing he knew. Had his friend been swapped? What happened to his principles?!

Chen Han, the aforementioned paid employee, realized his boss had no principles! He needed to grip the thigh of the boss's wife tightly!

...

It was afternoon and Qingge was still in Yujing's office. Aside from the occasional interruption of staff reporting in and the clackity clack of his keyboard, it was quiet in the office.

Currently Secretary Lui was reporting. "President, here is the quarterly sales report from the Eastern District."

Yujing murmured, "I see. Why don't you type up the minutes from the meeting for Assistant Chen."

"OK."

At six, Yujing gathered up the paperwork on his desk, grabbed his jacket and walked to Qingge, who was still on the sofa. "Tired? Wanna to home?" Yujing quietly asked as he hugged the somewhat listless Qingge.

"I was looking at the computer for so long I got a little dizzy," muttered Qingge. Unfortunately that was all he could do for his readers today.

"Did you forget? Yesterday, what did we talk about? Remember to pay more attention. I'll carry you." Though words of rebuke came out of his mouth, his hands were gentle as he pushed Qingge's bangs to the side and planted a kiss on the other man's forehead.

...

After they stuffed themselves full with the dinner for two that Yujing made, they returned to the bedroom for some sweet, sweet loving.

It was an intense session that left Qingge's legs soft and his mind dazed. He cuddled into Yujing's arms, nuzzling his head against his lover's chest. Little did he know, his actions only served to stoke Yujing's passion. But even if he did, he wouldn't have cared. Yujing would never hurt him so he took the initiative and let his body do what it wanted. At worse they would just do it one more time!

Yujing held the person in his arms tightly with affection. "Qingge, the 25th is tomorrow."

Qingge's reply was a low, "Yes?" He enjoyed the post coital massage. His long lashes flickered across his cheeks which were rosy from the earlier "bullying."

"The results for the entrance exams are coming out soon, are you nervous?" Yujing rubbed Qingge's head, then finally unable to hold back any longer, he kissed Qingge senseless.

Qingge's face was flushed and he was gasping for breath by the time the two separated.

"Not much. I should be able to get into a prestigious university, but the thing is only third year students and above can live off-campus." Qingge spoke quietly, coquettishly. The implication of course was that he was hoping his boyfriend could do something about it.

"Oh, that's not a problem. Are you forgetting what Siming does for a living?" Yujing smiled as he replied.

"Oh, you mean have Brother Siming write a medical note for me?" Qingge's clear, bright eyes easily followed Yujing's thoughts. Such a good idea, why didn't he think of it? Qingge was so happy he rewarded Yujing with a kiss on the cheeks.

Chapter end