Seduced the Obsessive NPC and Ran - Chapter 47

Chapter 47

This wasn’t the first time Yan Jinge had received a confession.

However, none of the previous instances had managed to spike his heart rate as easily as this one.

But…

He was currently in a Small World, after all. He wasn’t a native resident here; once he finished his mission, Yan Jinge would have to return to the real world. Getting married to an NPC in a Small World… was that even a viable move?

Wasn’t that a bit too wild?

It would be one thing if the plot required it, but if he personally agreed, the meaning would be different. Would it be too irresponsible toward the NPC?

Yan Jinge hesitated.

But on second thought, this was just a Small World, and the person in front of him was nothing more than an NPC.

In several games Yan Jinge had played before, he had once married five wives in a single go just to complete all the plotlines and see every Happy Ending. It was no big deal.

Besides, he did actually have feelings for the man.

…And the man’s service was quite excellent.

Yan Jinge only thought for a few seconds before nodding decisively. “Alright.”

In front of him, Song Zhengjun’s eyes narrowed. “You’re agreeing?”

Yan Jinge: “Mm.”

Song Zhengjun paused, then suddenly turned his head away.

It was only then that Yan Jinge noticed Song Zhengjun’s ears were so red they looked like they were about to bleed-even though his tone had been quite cold when he confessed earlier.

How did this man become so shy in the blink of an eye?

Yan Jinge found it amusing.

However, this was also Yan Jinge’s first time in a relationship. His lack of experience meant that even though their relationship had taken a step forward, they looked more like they were having a spat, appearing even more awkward than before.

Song Zhengjun took Yan Jinge out for dinner, and then the two of them returned home.

While changing his shoes, Song Zhengjun looked at Yan Jinge and hesitated for a long time. Finally, he only managed to say, “Don’t forget what you promised me earlier.” After saying that, he retreated into his room as if he were fleeing.

The door closed with a loud thud.

If someone didn’t know better, they might have thought Song Zhengjun was angry.

Yan Jinge glanced at the tightly shut door and shrugged.

He went back to his own room, took a shower first, and then, wearing a bathrobe, packed a few clothes. Clutching his pillow, he padded over to the master bedroom and knocked on Song Zhengjun’s door.

“…Come in.”

Song Zhengjun’s somewhat muffled voice drifted out.

As soon as Yan Jinge pushed the door open, he saw Song Zhengjun just stepping out of the bathroom. His hair was wet, and droplets of water gathered at the tips of his strands, trickling down over his bare upper body.

Song Zhengjun was only wrapped in a bath towel. He didn’t show any embarrassment when he saw Yan Jinge enter; instead, after briefly wiping the water off his body, he casually tossed the towel aside.

Yan Jinge: “…”

Yan Jinge’s gaze instinctively drifted toward that area.

A pile of mosaics.

Yan Jinge: “???!!!”

This is ridiculous???

Yan Jinge felt a bit unwell. There were no mosaics when he went to the bathroom himself, so why did it turn out like this when it came to Song Zhengjun…

Was this world too wholesome, too censored?

On the other side.

Song Zhengjun felt a bit smug.

As expected.

Yan Jinge was once again intimidated by his size, which was why he looked so shocked and kept glancing down there-it was exactly the same as in the previous worlds.

However, this time was different.

Before, he had only let Yan Jinge look. This time, perhaps he could let Yan Jinge try it!

Just as Song Zhengjun was thinking this, he suddenly heard Yan Jinge burst out laughing with a “pfft.”

Song Zhengjun: “???”

What was he laughing at?

He couldn’t help but frown.

Yan Jinge’s eyes curved into beautiful crescents. Catching Song Zhengjun’s gaze, he realized his behavior was a bit impolite, but he really couldn’t help himself. He had to lift his pillow to hide his face.

Unfortunately, the sound of his laughter still carried through.

The romantic scene that was supposed to unfold suddenly became bizarre.

Yan Jinge laughed for a good while, his face turning red from holding it in, his beautiful eyes misting over. He entered the room and folded the clothes he had brought, placing them in the wardrobe.

Song Zhengjun sat on the bed, looking displeased.

He kept his eyes on Yan Jinge. Only after Yan Jinge finished tidying everything did he say, “Come here.”

Yan Jinge tried his best not to look at Song Zhengjun’s lower half.

He walked over to Song Zhengjun. “What is it?”

“Kiss me,” Song Zhengjun said.

Yan Jinge gave a low chuckle.

He could certainly satisfy his boyfriend’s simple request.

Yan Jinge leaned down, pressing one hand against the soft mattress, and kissed Song Zhengjun, who was looking up at him.

This posture was a bit physically taxing. As they continued kissing, Yan Jinge felt a bit tired, so he simply climbed onto the bed. Eventually, Song Zhengjun pulled him down to lie on the mattress.

Song Zhengjun was feeling quite aroused.

His mind was racing, and just as he reached out to touch Yan Jinge to give him some pleasure, Yan Jinge-for some unknown reason-suddenly rested his forehead against Song Zhengjun’s shoulder and burst into loud laughter!

Yan Jinge: “Hahahaha!”

Song Zhengjun: “???”

At first, Song Zhengjun could act as if nothing was wrong, pretending Yan Jinge wasn’t laughing at him. But then he thought-they were just kissing! Yan Jinge wouldn’t have the headspace to think about anyone else, would he? If he wasn’t laughing at him, who was he laughing at?
What was so funny?

Song Zhengjun began to mentally review his recent behavior.

…Did he think it was too small?

But when he had helped Yan Jinge earlier, he had specifically made a comparison-he was much bigger than Yan Jinge! If Yan Jinge had even a shred of self-awareness, he wouldn’t be laughing at him for that!

Song Zhengjun felt thoroughly unsettled. He flipped Yan Jinge over and demanded, “What are you laughing at?”

Yan Jinge waved a hand dismissively. “…No-nothing. Hahaha.”

Song Zhengjun: “…”

Aargh, I’m so mad I could burst.jpg

That night, the two of them lay in bed and did nothing.

The mood had been completely ruined by Yan Jinge’s incessant laughter.

Song Zhengjun was extremely frustrated.

Still, being able to hold his lover while they slept was a form of supreme happiness.

Early the next morning, Yan Jinge woke up in Song Zhengjun’s arms.

He had slept unexpectedly soundly, without even a single dream. The moment he saw Song Zhengjun upon waking, his mind involuntarily replayed the pixelated scene, and his eyes crinkled into crescents again.

Song Zhengjun was awake too.

With a dark expression, he grabbed Yan Jinge by the shoulders. “What exactly have you been laughing about since last night?”

Naturally, Yan Jinge couldn’t mention the censorship pixels.

He blinked. “I’m just happy. Happy to be with you.”

Song Zhengjun froze.

He suddenly pulled Yan Jinge into a tight embrace.

Caught off guard, Yan Jinge’s forehead slammed into Song Zhengjun’s chin. He struggled slightly. “…Ow, and your stubble is scratchy.”

Song Zhengjun: “…”

Fine.

He knew it was impossible to maintain a sentimental moment with this man.

Yan Jinge’s filming location was quite far away, so he left as soon as he finished washing up.

Song Zhengjun hadn’t forgotten the message Yan Jinge sent him yesterday. Recalling the information he had previously looked up, he knew that this time, Yan Jinge’s target was likely Yi Haotian.

After a moment’s thought, Song Zhengjun sent a message directly to Lin Jiu: “Keep a close eye on Yi Haotian for me, and find someone to buy up some dirt on him.”

***

Yan Jinge left the villa and had just stepped into the van when Lin Jiu asked, “You unfollowed Yi Haotian?”

“Yeah.”

Yan Jinge asked, “Did that cause trouble for you?”

“…Not really.”

Lin Jiu looked at the message from Song Zhengjun on his phone. He knew that this celebrity named Yi Haotian would likely disappear from the public eye very soon. To be honest, whether Yan Jinge unfollowed him or not didn’t really have major consequences. “This is part of my job; it’s not a matter of trouble. However, next time you do something like this, give me a heads-up afterward so we can prepare a response.”

Lin Jiu meant that Yan Jinge could continue to do whatever he wanted in the future; he just needed to let them know afterward so they could handle the cleanup.

Yan Jinge smiled, buckled his seatbelt, and obediently agreed, “Okay.”

Lin Jiu added, “By the way, if reporters ask about these things in the future, do you know what to say?”

Yan Jinge looked at Lin Jiu.

Lin Jiu said, “Our team’s professional capabilities are very strong. If we’re present, you can just tell the truth. No matter what you say, we can smooth it over. If we or the bodyguards aren’t around, then be a bit more deliberate with your answers-not because we can’t handle it, but to prevent you from being surrounded by crowds and unable to get away.”

This was Song Zhengjun’s lover, after all.

Of course he could do whatever he wanted!

Lin Jiu enthusiastically began giving Yan Jinge a crash course on the entertainment industry survival guide.

Yan Jinge found it very beneficial.

When they arrived at the filming location, Yan Jinge stepped out of the van and happened to run into Yi Haotian.

The two of them walked inside together.

Yi Haotian glanced at the assistant following behind Yan Jinge and said with a smile, “Jinge, we came from the same group after all, and now we’re in the same production. We’re filming our scenes together today. If there’s anything you don’t understand, feel free to ask me. I won’t hold anything back.”

Even though he was already thoroughly disgusted with Yan Jinge, Yi Haotian could still speak to him gently. To an outsider, it might even seem like they were on great terms.

This was his talent.

Yan Jinge, however, didn’t give him any face at all.

He shot Yi Haotian a look and said quite bluntly, “I don’t think that’s necessary. Instead of spending time teaching me, you should practice more to ensure you don’t get any NGs. That would be your greatest contribution to the crew. Director Xu didn’t scold you yesterday because he has a good temper, but when Director Wang went over later, you must have been chewed out pretty badly, right? What time did you finally finish?”

The assistant behind him immediately chimed in, “I heard it was past eight in the evening.”

“No way?” Yan Jinge said with exaggerated surprise. “Surely there isn’t actually someone who can’t pass a scene after that many NGs?”

Yi Haotian: “…”

Yi Haotian’s hands suddenly clenched into fists.

Dammit.

Yan Jinge knew about his constant NGs yesterday too.

This was so humiliating!

Moreover, Yan Jinge had been acting strangely sarcastic lately, constantly using phrases like “No way?” It was incredibly mocking, making Yi Haotian’s blood boil to the point where he wanted to pick a fight.

But it didn’t matter. He had slept well last night and was in great form today. Once the official filming started, he would crush Yan Jinge in every aspect and show him that talking trash was no match for real talent!