Showbiz Scandal: The Official Announcement of My Ex and Myself-Chapter 149: Bringing My Little Brother Home

Chapter 149: Chapter 149: Bringing My Little Brother Home

The skeptical Mei finally got an explanation midway.

Yu Xia narrated a touching story in a sorrowful tone.

"He really likes me too much. You know, I’m a kind person and can’t bear to see him heartbroken over wanting something he can’t have, so that’s how it is."

Xie Qingci: "..."

Mei: "...Really?"

"Of course it’s true! What, do you really think I’d just exploit someone like that? I’m quite law-abiding, alright? We are in a normal relationship."

Xie Qingci bit her neck, his teeth lightly grinding. It was only after she finished saying the last sentence that he released her with a hum, the slight pain replaced by a wet sensation, causing her scalp to tingle and she hissed.

You brat.

Mei hesitantly digested this abrupt news, and after a while, tremulously asked: "Does He know about this?"

"He doesn’t know, so Mei, you’ll have to work a bit harder to help cover it up from now on. But don’t worry, we won’t see each other more than twice a year anyway, just a few phone calls. Don’t be too nervous, just think of it as me having a pen pal... Xie Qingci, let go."

Xie Qingci sat up straight, took off his cap, leaned back against the seat, and pressed the back of his hand to his neck, emitting an unbearable sound.

Under the not-so-bright light in the car, that look was indeed sultry, making Mei swallow hard, suddenly remembering—she was also a fan of Xie Qingci!

The celebrity she’s following is in a relationship with her idol!

She didn’t know whether to worry for Yu Xia’s career or to lament that the young idol had started dating right after debuting.

A humble fan weeping while driving them to their love nest, how tragic.

"When... when did you two start?" she asked again.

Yu Xia: "Today, just now."

Mei mulled it over.

Surely, Xie Qingci pursued her persistently, and Yu Xia rejected him multiple times, finally unable to refuse any longer, she had to give in, promising to date him if he debuted in the center position. So Xie Qingci worked desperately hard for the center spot! Then he succeeded, and thus they started dating!

So Xie Qingci really loves Yu Xia deeply, loving her humbly and proactively, sob sob sob sob sob.

She sniffed and looked at the rearview mirror where Xie Qingci was pleading for affection from Yu Xia, resolutely said, "Don’t worry, sis, I will guard your love!"

Yu Xia: "..." What on earth is she imagining, and how did her attitude change so fast?

She still wanted to ask something, but at that moment Xie Qingci suddenly gripped her hand, rubbing his head against her, then collapsed onto her body.

"How come we’re not there yet?"

Her attention shifted, looking out the car window, she said: "Not far now. Are you really not drunk?"

"A bit, I didn’t drink much before." As he spoke, his lips occasionally brushing against her skin, making her shrink back slightly.

"Take a nap, I’ll wake you when we arrive."

Mei let out another long sigh.

Look, listen, Xie Qingci is so well-behaved, loving her in such a humble manner.

Soon, the car pulled into the underground parking lot of the residential complex, where an elevator led directly to the doorstep. Yu Xia hurriedly took Xie Qingci into the elevator.

Before leaving, Mei looked at them complicatedly, wanting to speak but stopping, cautiously advising, "Sis, take it easy, you have to shoot tomorrow."

Yu Xia: "..."

She opened her mouth, but after thinking repeatedly, couldn’t figure out how to explain, so finally just nodded profoundly: "Got it."

"I’ll drive to pick you up tomorrow... Should we arrange for someone to send him off?" Oh my, this was her first time doing something like this, very unskilled.

Xie Qingci, with a headache listening, spoke on Yu Xia’s behalf, "No need," then pressed the button to close the elevator doors.

With just the two of them left in the elevator, Xie Qingci asked, "Which floor?"

Yu Xia supressing giggles: "I’ll do it, swipe the card."

No more words after that, he closed his eyes, seemingly a bit uncomfortable.

Ding—

The elevator doors opened, Yu Xia stepped out, found the key to unlock the door, and brought him inside.

Right opposite the entrance was a couch in the living room, with the kitchen to one side. She removed her shoes and headed directly to the kitchen, saying to him: "Lie on the couch for a bit, I’ll make some honey water to sober you up."

Xie Qingci didn’t respond, trailing her like a shadow.

Being a large presence, wherever he stood was noticeable, standing in the kitchen by the counter, his body blocked half the light. Two silhouettes, one tall, one short, cast on the countertop.

Her actions didn’t stop, but her ears grew gradually warm.

The spoon clinked against the cup, breaking up the solidified honey, making a ding-dong sound against the cup walls, while hands wrapped around her waist, causing her stirring to pause for a moment.

Xie Qingci hugged her from behind, burying his head in her neck, whispering, "I missed you so much."

She had a peculiar understanding of what he meant—such a tranquil, only-the-two-of-them time had only existed over a year ago.

As if only today, they truly "reunited."

Yu Xia continued stirring the honey water, then feeding it to him from that position.

"Drink a little."

Xie Qingci took the cup, downing it in two or three gulps, placed the cup back on the counter with a thud, and grabbed her chin for a sudden kiss.

The sweet taste spread between them.

She wasn’t startled at all; ever since they entered the home, she had mentally prepared, wondering when he would lose his restraint.

The fervent kiss raised the temperature, and Xie Qingci, taken by passion, found the hem of her clothes and slipped his hand inside.

Yu Xia snapped back to reality, pressing down his hand, kissing the corner of his mouth, said: "You should be aware I have to shoot tomorrow."

Xie Qingci closed his eyes for two seconds, gritting his teeth, then lifted her and carried her to the bedroom.

She was happy to play along, but saying don’t delay shooting tomorrow means exactly no delay; she didn’t like people who pushed their luck without regard for context, which Xie Qingci understood well.

Therefore, he stopped at the crucial moment, breathing heavily as he entered the bathroom.

And pulled her in with him.

She clung weakly behind, tugging at the garment, glanced at him asking, "What, need me to accompany you for a shower?"

Can you hold back?

Xie Qingci didn’t say a word, pulling her under the showerhead, drenching them both fully.

"Cold?" Maybe the shower sobered him up a bit, as he finally asked.

She pushed him slightly: "Still okay. Turn around, no peeking."

"Do I not have the right to appreciate you now? Why can’t I look?"

"I said no looking, so no looking, turn around."

He could only turn around.

Yu Xia sorted herself out, put on a bathrobe, and barely taking two steps, Xie Qingci suddenly turned around, lifted her up again.

"Hey! Xie Qingci what are you doing, you’re getting my bathrobe wet!"

Xie Qingci didn’t respond, setting her on the sink, then knelt before her.

Yu Xia slowly widened her eyes.

"...Don’t, you don’t!"

"I must."

The deep pool caught the waterfall, showers nourishing all things. For a moment, Yu Xia’s mind went blank, like a fish falling from the waterfall, utterly exhausted.