“I♥U”, it’s not a lie! [boyxboy]✔️ - 03 Meeting mr Xia...o

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It was no way for Yibo to get rid of his family members, no matter how hard he’d tried!

Lao lao requested for a meeting with them, in her grandson’s absence, and scolded all of them.
On Monday morning his sister went to his place and packed his luggage while he was still sleeping.
Meantime his parents together with grandmother were waiting in the car, ready for sending him off to the airport.

And just like that, look at Wang family, all of them, now on the airport terminal, hugging and wishing him to spend a fun time with his fiance during his one week holiday!

Wang Yibo waved at them, smiling, before checking in, and watched in horror how his luggage containing all of his favorite clothes, was taken over by the airport staff to be boarded for the New York flight.

Yet, he sighed in relief at the plan blooming in his mind, to make a call and ask for the luggage to be returned back at his Beijing address, soon after he will be back home in the safety of his apartment.
Because, he has no intention to board on that damn airplane, he will sneak out from the airport!
He will sneak out from this whole crazy, shitty situation!
He will sneak out…somehow!
Seungyoun, who was waiting for him outside, inside a cab, will help him!
All he needs now is to hide somewhere and wait for Seung’s phone call, who will announce him when his family’s car will take the members out of there.

Lao lao has gifted him with a considerable amount of money that he could have used on a fun week vacation by himself in New York, after all it’s a great tourism attraction to anyone in this world, but…

But he couldn’t miss from Beijing!
Not now, not tomorrow, not for this entire week!

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~Wang Yibo’s flashback~

I managed, somehow, to sneak myself out from the wedding party and I have finally reached home, for trying to get some sleep before the meeting.
I didn’t want to scare the composer and the actor, showing myself up with bloodshot eyes and tired voice.

I woke up on Sunday morning, not feeling at my best, after a short nap I was able to take only late in the dawn…
I was too nervous to sleep properly, though.

“This must be the heir, he’s a good looking guy indeed”, I mused to myself, while measuring from head to toes the man who has just opened the door of the hotel room number 520.
“Hmm, strange coincidence, the room’s number I mean.
Same number with the room where the ‘Kiss me now, meet me later!’ incident has occured!”
My heart started to beat hard like a hammer at that memory.

Wang Yibo, pull yourself together and focus!
This could be your dream come true, this could be a great boost to your future artistic career, this could be the start of your happiness!

“Good morning sir, you are mr Xiao Zhan I assume, I am the student sent to you, by mr Li Jun, my name is Wang Yibo.
The hotel receptionist called you a few minutes ago and told you about me.”, I blubbered in confusion, as the man pushed me lightly aside and peaked on left and right with a worried and disturbed facial expression, like he was expecting for his drug dealer.
Never know with these rich kids, nowadays!

“Are you alone?
Did someone follow you?”, the man whispered in a conspiratorially voice.

“Yes I am alone, you might expect for someone else, I am not your deale…I mean as I’ve said I am…”…but I didn’t get to finish the sentence, that he grabbed me by my sweater and pulled me harshly inside.

He locked the door behind me, gesturing me to follow him and to take a seat in the living room.

“Okay, sing!”, he barked , shoving under my nose a musical sheet with an awfully messy handwriting.

“Why would he even care about my singing, after all he is just the actor, not the composer?
But bloody hell, who was I to complain?”
So, I started to warm up a bit my voice with a few random vocalizations, then tried to hum the melodic line scribbled on the sheet, but I stopped abruptly at the guy’s sudden move.
He jumped up from his armchair, grabbed me by my hands, pulled me up and plastered his cheek against my chest.
I started to sing at his bossy command, even though his arms wrapped around my waist and his hot breath burning my skin through my clothes, were disturbing me a lot.

“Not bad, not bad at all.” , he hummed against my chest, tightening even more his hold.

The song was a ballad, not truly my style, but not bad at all, indeed.
I let myself drown in the melody, forgetting completely about the odd hug the guy was giving me, and poured the best I had in my singing.

“Xia Zhiguang, what on earth is going on here?
Why is a stranger in my living room and why are you hugging him?
Who is he?” , a voice coming from behind me had startled the shit out of me .

Oh my holy daddy sakurai, that voice!…?

“He is not a stranger, at least he will not be a stranger for the next few weeks, when you will shoot with him.
And I will work with him, too!
I was not hugging him, just listening closely to his vibrato, ha, ha.
Zhan Zhan, I am so happy, this boy is a real gold!
Let me introduce him to you, he is Wang Yibo, your co-actor. “, my hugger answered, getting me free from his weird embrace.

When I turned around I felt like bending to pick up my eyeballs from the carpeted floor.

Right before my eyes was standing no other but the kisser from the agency!

Almost naked, wearing just a pair of red shorts!!!

Very, very short shorts!!!
Revealing a pair of long legs, very long legs!
Long, like really long, around 2 meters long. With smooth skin, yet covered in the right places with the right amount of masculine hair. Elegantly shaped, some would call them too skiny, but they would be terribly wrong, considering that right amount of muscles alternated with that right graciousness placed at the right spots!

He was like a living image cut from romantic love stories I have read sometime.
The water lingering in slippery trails down his chest and lower to his super model waist was literally blinding me.

The way his arms muscles were flexing to dry his messy s€xy hair with the plush towel, was constricting my lungs.

Ahhh, that rich dark hair trail starting from his cute little belly button and getting lost in the short’s waistband…

He grabbed an oversized shirt thrown on the sofa and covered himself in it, to my deep disappointment.

A harsh voice had me snapped out from my trance like a cold water bucket dropped over my heated head:
“You?
How did you get on here, and why now?
Xia Zhiguang, get him out of here, I don’t want him!”

“But, Zhan Zhan, why?
Just take a better look at him, he is really good looking!
And listen a bit to the way he can sing.
I’m sure you will like him, please Zhan Zhan, I like him a lot, do it for me!”, the guy whined.
The guy about whom now I understood that he was the composer.

So the agency kisser is the rich heir?
But how could this be possible?
What kind of a mess was all of this, and why the heck does he hate me?

“You can have him for the ost, I don’t care, but I don’t want him as my co-actor!”, the s€x god replied in an already angry tone.

“But why?”, didn’t give up the man named Zhig-something, while I was just standing there like a stupid ignored furniture.

“Because I don’t want for my family’s business to be advertised by somebody who dislikes me, and by somebody who would be able to laugh at me, or even to blackmail me, or, who knows what else!
No, no, get him out of here!
I need now to get dressed, also I need to talk about something to you, urgently.”, the heir spoke, addressing to his lover, I supposed the Zhig character was being to him.
I have just noticed that the composer was wearing a similar shirt with the one that the agency kisser has covered his naked perfection with, just in different color…Yeah, couple shirts alright…

“Okay, I will leave, but I’d like to ask you a question before that.
Why did you assume I dislike you, and why should I blackmail you?”, I suddenly decided to muster up my courage and open up my dry mouth.

“Yeah, I am curious, too.
He is not a paparazzi, Mr Li Jun sent him to us, he called me before, to tell me that the music academy’s dean chose the student with the best voice, and on top of that he is handsome, too.
What’s going on Zhan Zhan?
Did you know this kid before?
You know that you can tell me anything.”, the composer whispered, cupping the other’s chin and tapping his bum in an intimate gesture.

“I don’t want to cause trouble in your rela…to cause trouble in any way, so I will just leave, sorry for the disturbance.
I’m sure Mr Li Jun will find someone else, there are plenty of students with great voice, and more handsome than I am.
Have a good day gentlemen.”, I spoke, starting to walk towards the door.

“Wait, don’t you want me to answer your question?”

I stopped in my tracks and turned on my heels, bumping on him and coming into straight contact with his magical eyes.
Instinctively, I grabbed at his shoulders, as my legs got jelly when his deep stare lingered on my dry lips.

“I’ve waited like a fool for you to come that evening, you should have had the decency to reject my invitation from the very start.
After all, it would have been only a coffee, nothing to get commited or scared of.
I just thought it would be a minimal politeness to share a few words at a coffee after sharing those kisses, ha, ha.
Sorry, my mistake.
But even though you dislike me so much that you couldn’t even drink a coffee with me, I still have a request for you: please, don’t tell anyone about what has happened over there, don’t tell anyone that you know me or that you have ever met me.
Can you do that, please?”

“Zhan Zhan, please tell me what’s going on, you start to worry me, especially that I got a call from the hotel security that she is here.
I mean SHE!
She rented a room at this fu*king hotel, a half an hour earlier!”, the composer mingled into the conversation.

“I know Ghuang Ghuang, I was announced, too, that is what I was telling you that I need to talk with you about!
Damn, I need you to look for a real estate agent who doesn’t know who I am and who would find for me an apartment, a common apartment, at least for a week till SHE will be gone.
I know she will start the European show tour starting with the next Monday, so she is free to look for me only during this week.
As for you, mr Wang Yibo, you’re free to go.
Mr Li Jun will contact you, I have no objection if Ghuang Ghuang wants you so badly for his ost.
I must apologize for my rudeness, I was just upset with the call I’ve received just a few minutes before you’ve got here, sorry for my behavior.
But still, I can’t work with you for the advertising video.
Have a good day, good bye.”

“Wait a bit, mr Xiao Zhan, I assume this is your name if I’m not mistaken.
Please give me one more minute and listen to what I have to say.
Seungyoun was right, dammit!
You were really telling me something important while I was staring like an idiot at your mystical lips!
That lip mole of yours had simply hypnotized me and converted me into a deaf idiot, because I’ve heard nothing else besides my heart beats.
If you say you have invited me for a coffee, let me tell you that I didn’t come not because I dislike you, but because my stupid myself didn’t hear you!
Please let me redeem my mistake and allow me to invite you for that coffee tomorrow.
And don’t assume now that I do this only because I want the role for your commercial.
Oh, don’t get me wrong, I really want that role, it would be a dream come true, what I mean to say is that…”

The composer’s voice cut Yibo’s emotional speech:
“Hey, guys, sorry for interrupting this romantic moment, but you two had me suddenly inspired.
It popped into my head a great idea for the ost melodic line and maybe for some lyrics, too.
I need to go in my room to work, Zhan Zhan do you think you will manage by yourself for an hour or so?”

“Your room?
I thought you two share this same room.”, my inner thoughts spoke in a loud voice, without my brain’s permission, while throwing a meaningful glance to the messy, king sized bed, not two separate beds, but only one double sized bed, that could be spotted behind the opened door of the bedroom.

“What?
I could never sleep with this agitated sleeper in the same bed again, it happened only for a week in high school when we camped and I woke up every single morning with bruises, ha, ha, ha!”, the composer laughed, then continued:
“By the way, we didn’t even introduce ourselves to you, I am Xia Zighuang, the composer you will work with, for the ost, and he is Xiao Zhan, the actor I’m sure you will work with, as well.
Zhan Zhan will change his mind after you two will drink that coffee tomorrow, I’m sure.”

“Both of you are Xiao, are you two married or something?”, I asked in cracked voice.

“No way, God forbid for that, ha, ha, ha!”, my crush chuckled.

Then brothers?”, I asked again, hopefully, I have no idea why hopefully, though.
After all, my crush was way out of my league.

“I am not a Xiao, my name is Xia, you misheard.
No, we are not brothers either, just best friends, childhood friends.”, the composer cleared out.

“And first s€x buddies, you forgot to add, ha, ha, ha.
Every time I remember what clumsy idiots we were, I can’t stop laughing my aSs off!”, the heir laughed along with his first s€x buddy.

So, he is…they both are…

“Zhan Zhan, if you’re sure you can manage without me for awhile, I’m going now.
Call me if you’ll need me later.”, the composer said, before taking good bye from me.

“If he will need you later, for what?
For a steamy s€x session?”, I mused bitterly in my head, without having any right to feel jealous.

“Of course Ghuang Ghuang, go do your business, I feel like taking some fresh air by myself, anyway.
Maybe mr Wang, here, could help me to sneak out from the hotel.
I have a great idea, what do you say, mr Wang Yibo, would you agree to help me?
We could exchange our clothes, so the paparazzi would follow my car with you inside for awhile.
And by the time they would figure out that you are not me, I would be able to leave the hotel peacefully.
Come with me to look for something smaller size from my wardrobe, you are tall, but slightly shorter than me. I have few clothes sent on the hotel address, by some of my fans as gifts.
And they didn’t know my exact size, so we might find something perfectly suited to you.”

“Oh, so those couple shirts were gifts from fans?”, I asked, pointing to his shirt and to the door where the composer has just been exited.

“Huh, couple shirts?
Oh you mean my shirt and the one Ghuang Ghuang was wearing? Yes there were sets of six shirts on different colors, gifts from fans and I shared a few with my friend.
Who is Seungyoun by the way?
Your girlfriend?
But never mind, you can tell me tomorrow, let’s say at 11 AM, I am not a morning person, I’m sorry.
Till you will get dressed I will inform my chauffeur about the scheme, and let him know where to come to pick me up after he will drive you wherever you want.
I’ll lave on you to choose the coffee shop, but please choose some isolated place from an obscure neighborhood. And show it to my driver.
My car will be in the parking area, a red Lamborghini, you will spot it easily. “

“I’m sure I couldn’t mistake your car with others from the parking area.”, I laughed, making him laugh along.

~End of Yibo’s flashback~

“Anyone would understand me why I can’t be in that airplane, and why I have given up to a great trip for New York in exchange of a coffee served in an obscure neighborhood from Beijing!”, Yibo ended his reverie, while picking up Seungyoun’s phone call, and hurrying to the airport terminal exit.

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It was no way for Yibo to get rid of his family members, no matter how hard he’d tried!

Lao lao requested for a meeting with them, in her grandson’s absence, and scolded all of them.
On Monday morning his sister went to his place and packed his luggage while he was still sleeping.
Meantime his parents together with grandmother were waiting in the car, ready for sending him off to the airport.

And just like that, look at Wang family, all of them, now on the airport terminal, hugging and wishing him to spend a fun time with his fiance during his one week holiday!

Wang Yibo waved at them, smiling, before checking in, and watched in horror how his luggage containing all of his favorite clothes, was taken over by the airport staff to be boarded for the New York flight.

Yet, he sighed in relief at the plan blooming in his mind, to make a call and ask for the luggage to be returned back at his Beijing address, soon after he will be back home in the safety of his apartment.
Because, he has no intention to board on that damn airplane, he will sneak out from the airport!
He will sneak out from this whole crazy, shitty situation!
He will sneak out…somehow!
Seungyoun, who was waiting for him outside, inside a cab, will help him!
All he needs now is to hide somewhere and wait for Seung’s phone call, who will announce him when his family’s car will take the members out of there.

Lao lao has gifted him with a considerable amount of money that he could have used on a fun week vacation by himself in New York, after all it’s a great tourism attraction to anyone in this world, but…

But he couldn’t miss from Beijing!
Not now, not tomorrow, not for this entire week!
.
.
.

~Wang Yibo’s flashback~

I managed, somehow, to sneak myself out from the wedding party and I have finally reached home, for trying to get some sleep before the meeting.
I didn’t want to scare the composer and the actor, showing myself up with bloodshot eyes and tired voice.

I woke up on Sunday morning, not feeling at my best, after a short nap I was able to take only late in the dawn…
I was too nervous to sleep properly, though.

                                                                             -000-

“This must be the heir, he’s a good looking guy indeed”, I mused to myself, while measuring from head to toes the man who has just opened the door of the hotel room number 520.
“Hmm, strange coincidence, the room’s number I mean.
Same number with the room where the ‘Kiss me now, meet me later!’ incident has occured!”
My heart started to beat hard like a hammer at that memory.

Wang Yibo, pull yourself together and focus!
This could be your dream come true, this could be a great boost to your future artistic career, this could be the start of your happiness!

“Good morning sir, you are mr Xiao Zhan I assume, I am the student sent to you, by mr Li Jun, my name is Wang Yibo.
The hotel receptionist called you a few minutes ago and told you about me.”, I blubbered in confusion, as the man pushed me lightly aside and peaked on left and right with a worried and disturbed facial expression, like he was expecting for his drug dealer.
Never know with these rich kids, nowadays!

“Are you alone?
Did someone follow you?”, the man whispered in a conspiratorially voice.

“Yes I am alone, you might expect for someone else, I am not your deale…I mean as I’ve said I am…”…but I didn’t get to finish the sentence, that he grabbed me by my sweater and pulled me harshly inside.

He locked the door behind me, gesturing me to follow him and to take a seat in the living room.

“Okay, sing!”, he barked , shoving under my nose a musical sheet with an awfully messy handwriting.

“Why would he even care about my singing, after all he is just the actor, not the composer?
But bloody hell, who was I to complain?”
So, I started to warm up a bit my voice with a few random vocalizations, then tried to hum the melodic line scribbled on the sheet, but I stopped abruptly at the guy’s sudden move.
He jumped up from his armchair, grabbed me by my hands, pulled me up and plastered his cheek against my chest.
I started to sing at his bossy command, even though his arms wrapped around my waist and his hot breath burning my skin through my clothes, were disturbing me a lot.

“Not bad, not bad at all.” , he hummed against my chest, tightening even more his hold.

The song was a ballad, not truly my style, but not bad at all, indeed.
I let myself drown in the melody, forgetting completely about the odd hug the guy was giving me, and poured the best I had in my singing.

“Xia Zhiguang, what on earth is going on here?
Why is a stranger in my living room and why are you hugging him?
Who is he?” , a voice coming from behind me had startled the shit out of me .

Oh my holy daddy sakurai, that voice!…?

“He is not a stranger, at least he will not be a stranger for the next few weeks, when you will shoot with him.
And I will work with him, too!
I was not hugging him, just listening closely to his vibrato, ha, ha.
Zhan Zhan, I am so happy, this boy is a real gold!
Let me introduce him to you, he is Wang Yibo, your co-actor. “, my hugger answered, getting me free from his weird embrace.

When I turned around I felt like bending to pick up my eyeballs from the carpeted floor.

Right before my eyes was standing no other but the kisser from the agency!

Almost naked, wearing just a pair of red shorts!!!

Very, very short shorts!!!
Revealing a pair of long legs, very long legs!
Long, like really long, around 2 meters long. With smooth skin, yet covered in the right places with the right amount of masculine hair. Elegantly shaped, some would call them too skiny, but they would be terribly wrong, considering that right amount of muscles alternated with that right graciousness placed at the right spots!

He was like a living image cut from romantic love stories I have read sometime.
The water lingering in slippery trails down his chest and lower to his super model waist was literally blinding me.

The way his arms muscles were flexing to dry his messy s€xy hair with the plush towel, was constricting my lungs.

Ahhh, that rich dark hair trail starting from his cute little belly button and getting lost in the short’s waistband…

He grabbed an oversized shirt thrown on the sofa and covered himself in it, to my deep disappointment.

A harsh voice had me snapped out from my trance like a cold water bucket dropped over my heated head:
“You?
How did you get on here, and why now?
Xia Zhiguang, get him out of here, I don’t want him!”

“But, Zhan Zhan, why?
Just take a better look at him, he is really good looking!
And listen a bit to the way he can sing.
I’m sure you will like him, please Zhan Zhan, I like him a lot, do it for me!”, the guy whined.
The guy about whom now I understood that he was the composer.

So the agency kisser is the rich heir?
But how could this be possible?
What kind of a mess was all of this, and why the heck does he hate me?

“You can have him for the ost, I don’t care, but I don’t want him as my co-actor!”, the s€x god replied in an already angry tone.

“But why?”, didn’t give up the man named Zhig-something, while I was just standing there like a stupid ignored furniture.

“Because I don’t want for my family’s business to be advertised by somebody who dislikes me, and by somebody who would be able to laugh at me, or even to blackmail me, or, who knows what else!
No, no, get him out of here!
I need now to get dressed, also I need to talk about something to you, urgently.”, the heir spoke, addressing to his lover, I supposed the Zhig character was being to him.
I have just noticed that the composer was wearing a similar shirt with the one that the agency kisser has covered his naked perfection with, just in different color…Yeah, couple shirts alright…

“Okay, I will leave, but I’d like to ask you a question before that.
Why did you assume I dislike you, and why should I blackmail you?”, I suddenly decided to muster up my courage and open up my dry mouth.

“Yeah, I am curious, too.
He is not a paparazzi, Mr Li Jun sent him to us, he called me before, to tell me that the music academy’s dean chose the student with the best voice, and on top of that he is handsome, too.
What’s going on Zhan Zhan?
Did you know this kid before?
You know that you can tell me anything.”, the composer whispered, cupping the other’s chin and tapping his bum in an intimate gesture.

“I don’t want to cause trouble in your rela…to cause trouble in any way, so I will just leave, sorry for the disturbance.
I’m sure Mr Li Jun will find someone else, there are plenty of students with great voice, and more handsome than I am.
Have a good day gentlemen.”, I spoke, starting to walk towards the door.

“Wait, don’t you want me to answer your question?”

I stopped in my tracks and turned on my heels, bumping on him and coming into straight contact with his magical eyes.
Instinctively, I grabbed at his shoulders, as my legs got jelly when his deep stare lingered on my dry lips.

“I’ve waited like a fool for you to come that evening, you should have had the decency to reject my invitation from the very start.
After all, it would have been only a coffee, nothing to get commited or scared of.
I just thought it would be a minimal politeness to share a few words at a coffee after sharing those kisses, ha, ha.
Sorry, my mistake.
But even though you dislike me so much that you couldn’t even drink a coffee with me, I still have a request for you: please, don’t tell anyone about what has happened over there, don’t tell anyone that you know me or that you have ever met me.
Can you do that, please?”

“Zhan Zhan, please tell me what’s going on, you start to worry me, especially that I got a call from the hotel security that she is here.
I mean SHE!
She rented a room at this fu*king hotel, a half an hour earlier!”, the composer mingled into the conversation.

“I know Ghuang Ghuang, I was announced, too, that is what I was telling you that I need to talk with you about!
Damn, I need you to look for a real estate agent who doesn’t know who I am and who would find for me an apartment, a common apartment, at least for a week till SHE will be gone.
I know she will start the European show tour starting with the next Monday, so she is free to look for me only during this week.
As for you, mr Wang Yibo, you’re free to go.
Mr Li Jun will contact you, I have no objection if Ghuang Ghuang wants you so badly for his ost.
I must apologize for my rudeness, I was just upset with the call I’ve received just a few minutes before you’ve got here, sorry for my behavior.
But still, I can’t work with you for the advertising video.
Have a good day, good bye.”

“Wait a bit, mr Xiao Zhan, I assume this is your name if I’m not mistaken.
Please give me one more minute and listen to what I have to say.
Seungyoun was right, dammit!
You were really telling me something important while I was staring like an idiot at your mystical lips!
That lip mole of yours had simply hypnotized me and converted me into a deaf idiot, because I’ve heard nothing else besides my heart beats.
If you say you have invited me for a coffee, let me tell you that I didn’t come not because I dislike you, but because my stupid myself didn’t hear you!
Please let me redeem my mistake and allow me to invite you for that coffee tomorrow.
And don’t assume now that I do this only because I want the role for your commercial.
Oh, don’t get me wrong, I really want that role, it would be a dream come true, what I mean to say is that…”

The composer’s voice cut Yibo’s emotional speech:
“Hey, guys, sorry for interrupting this romantic moment, but you two had me suddenly inspired.
It popped into my head a great idea for the ost melodic line and maybe for some lyrics, too.
I need to go in my room to work, Zhan Zhan do you think you will manage by yourself for an hour or so?”

“Your room?
I thought you two share this same room.”, my inner thoughts spoke in a loud voice, without my brain’s permission, while throwing a meaningful glance to the messy, king sized bed, not two separate beds, but only one double sized bed, that could be spotted behind the opened door of the bedroom.

“What?
I could never sleep with this agitated sleeper in the same bed again, it happened only for a week in high school when we camped and I woke up every single morning with bruises, ha, ha, ha!”, the composer laughed, then continued:
“By the way, we didn’t even introduce ourselves to you, I am Xia Zighuang, the composer you will work with, for the ost, and he is Xiao Zhan, the actor I’m sure you will work with, as well.
Zhan Zhan will change his mind after you two will drink that coffee tomorrow, I’m sure.”

“Both of you are Xiao, are you two married or something?”, I asked in cracked voice.

“No way, God forbid for that, ha, ha, ha!”, my crush chuckled.

Then brothers?”, I asked again, hopefully, I have no idea why hopefully, though.
After all, my crush was way out of my league.

“I am not a Xiao, my name is Xia, you misheard.
No, we are not brothers either, just best friends, childhood friends.”, the composer cleared out.

“And first s€x buddies, you forgot to add, ha, ha, ha.
Every time I remember what clumsy idiots we were, I can’t stop laughing my aSs off!”, the heir laughed along with his first s€x buddy.

So, he is…they both are…

“Zhan Zhan, if you’re sure you can manage without me for awhile, I’m going now.
Call me if you’ll need me later.”, the composer said, before taking good bye from me.

“If he will need you later, for what?
For a steamy s€x session?”, I mused bitterly in my head, without having any right to feel jealous.

“Of course Ghuang Ghuang, go do your business, I feel like taking some fresh air by myself, anyway.
Maybe mr Wang, here, could help me to sneak out from the hotel.
I have a great idea, what do you say, mr Wang Yibo, would you agree to help me?
We could exchange our clothes, so the paparazzi would follow my car with you inside for awhile.
And by the time they would figure out that you are not me, I would be able to leave the hotel peacefully.
Come with me to look for something smaller size from my wardrobe, you are tall, but slightly shorter than me. I have few clothes sent on the hotel address, by some of my fans as gifts.
And they didn’t know my exact size, so we might find something perfectly suited to you.”

“Oh, so those couple shirts were gifts from fans?”, I asked, pointing to his shirt and to the door where the composer has just been exited.

“Huh, couple shirts?
Oh you mean my shirt and the one Ghuang Ghuang was wearing? Yes there were sets of six shirts on different colors, gifts from fans and I shared a few with my friend.
Who is Seungyoun by the way?
Your girlfriend?
But never mind, you can tell me tomorrow, let’s say at 11 AM, I am not a morning person, I’m sorry.
Till you will get dressed I will inform my chauffeur about the scheme, and let him know where to come to pick me up after he will drive you wherever you want.
I’ll lave on you to choose the coffee shop, but please choose some isolated place from an obscure neighborhood. And show it to my driver.
My car will be in the parking area, a red Lamborghini, you will spot it easily. “

“I’m sure I couldn’t mistake your car with others from the parking area.”, I laughed, making him laugh along.

~End of Yibo’s flashback~

“Anyone would understand me why I can’t be in that airplane, and why I have given up to a great trip for New York in exchange of a coffee served in an obscure neighborhood from Beijing!”, Yibo ended his reverie, while picking up Seungyoun’s phone call, and hurrying to the airport terminal exit.

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