Reborn in the Entertainment Industry: Second Life

shudder.

Although it's snowing heavily outside, I'm right here in... a warm bed... right?

[Sensitive] Startup.

A cold, mechanical voice rang in Bo Bing's ears, and his sixth sense was pushed to its limit in its awareness of the unknown danger before him.

A strange chill shot from the Yongquan acupoint on the sole of Bo Bing's foot straight to the top of his head, completely clearing his mind. He straightened up and raised his head, wanting to question Yin Su about what kind of treasonous nonsense he was spouting.

—Someone is faster than him.

Bo Bing's head was cradled by a pair of dry, warm hands. The gentle yet irresistible force made him momentarily stunned, and then he watched helplessly as the other person's lips pressed down on his so close.

It's lukewarm.

The shared scent of sea salt mingled between the two, and Bo Bing's mind went completely blank. He stared wide-eyed in disbelief, his breath catching in his throat.

The lights were dim, and the movie had become the background noise in their private world.

Yin Su had his eyes closed, his entire being appearing naturally jade-like under the orange wall lamp, his eyelashes casting shadows on his face. A dot between his brows was a drop of blood that had just been splattered onto the white jade Guanyin statue, so vivid that it was almost unbearable to look directly at him.

That drop of blood may have been the catalyst that transformed Bai Yu into a living Buddha, and also imbued the man with an aura of inviolability.

Bo Bing liked this face—no one disliked it, but for the young man, that was all.

Even though it was Yin Su who initiated the kiss, at that moment, Bo Bing became the one who blasphemed.

“Take a deep breath, Godfather,” the man’s voice, tinged with desire, rang in the young man’s ear. “Stay by my side, not just tonight.”

It felt as if some gears were turning in Bo Bing's mind. He could feel it, and he was also being gently kissed on the side of his ear. His sixth sense amplified all the sweet touches, turning them into a rust remover for the gears.

【Feixia】Start.

The mechanical voice was like a precisely timed bomb, shattering the young man's reason. He moved with lightning speed, pinning the man against the soft headboard, looking down at him.

"what are you doing?"

The young man's face was flushed a beautiful crimson by the skill [Flying Clouds], but his serpentine eyes flashed with cold glint. "How could you make such a joke!"

“As you know,” Yin Su said, staring intently at his face as if he had anticipated his reaction, his tone more serious than ever before, “this is not a joke.”

Bo Bing was startled, and his voice almost cracked.

"Yin Su, are you fucking insane?"

The young man rarely showed such a frustrated expression, as if something was beyond his control, and he hated this feeling. "Others may not know, but you do..."

The words she was about to say were abruptly interrupted by the man.

“I am very clear-headed, and I know it,” Yin Su said, his peach blossom eyes like a bottomless abyss.

--"I like you."

"Only you."

Bo Bing felt dizzy. Even though he had guessed beforehand, he still couldn't bear to hear the other party say that they were targeting him.

"You beast, shut up!"

[Finger Bone Enhancement] Activated.

The [Finger Bone Enhancement] skill, imbued with a chilling rage, unleashed a terrifying sonic boom. The cold, icy fist wind instantly hurtled towards Yin Su's cheek, but he neither dodged nor evaded, his eyes remaining unblinking, as if awaiting the verdict and accepting whatever the outcome.

"boom--"

The difference is minuscule.

But Bo Bing's fist, which was about to strike, abruptly turned and bypassed that beautiful face, slamming into the wall by the head of the bed. The wall was dented by the flesh and blood, leaving a deep, spiderweb-like crater. He grabbed Yin Su by the collar, almost trembling with rage.

Bo Bing was not usually such an impulsive person; he desperately needed an outlet for his emotions.

He raised his bloodied fist, his sanity on the verge of collapse, "Why didn't you dodge?"

“I won’t back down,” Yin Su said with a gentle smile, his eyes filled with a deep, expanding darkness. His hand, like the parasitic tendrils of a trumpet creeper, clung to the trembling youth before him. “No matter how my godfather wants to treat me, I will accept it all.”

"If my liking you makes you angry..."

The man bent down, pried open the other man's tightly clenched right hand with his left hand, and pressed it directly onto his carotid artery. He then forcefully interlocked his fingers with the other man's with his right hand. "With your strength, you only need to exert a little force to get rid of me."

He paused, then smiled at Bo Bing with a boyish air of deference, "I promise you, it will be..."

— "Forever".

Beneath the thin, icy palm lay the other's throat bone, the carotid artery pulsating beneath his hand.

—This is a rampant red tide.

The other person's eyes held a whirlpool of storm, their thin, icy shadow resembling that of a lonely, helpless passerby.

"Either execute me," Yin Su tilted his head to kiss the other's soft lips, "or stay with me."

Bo Bing tried to dodge, but the other man gripped his right hand tightly on his neck. Just a moment's hesitation caused him to lose the initiative, and his left hand was also gripped tightly by the other man.

Yin Su's kissing skills were simply too good; the stiff-bodied Bo Bing was no match for the man at all.

In the dizzying, oxygen-deprived state, Bo Bing suddenly realized that his limp body had been pressed into soft goose down. The roles had reversed, and he squinted to look, but a light kiss landed on his eyelids.

“Focus.”

Yin Su licked his lips, his voice like a potent catalyst, deep and low, carrying a lecturing tone, "Don't look away."

The undeniable force from Bo Bing's right hand forced him to tighten his fingers on the other's neck.

The sight returns.

Another kiss.

Yin Su was clearly not satisfied with a mere, fleeting kiss.

His long, slender fingers slowly moved downwards.

He was such a skilled kisser, and he knew exactly how to please Bo Bing. Their intertwined lips made soft, wet sounds as Bo Bing's hands touched the blood pumping in sync with his heartbeat. Her lips, which had uttered a few curses, were being kissed with undivided attention until only soft sobs remained in the room.

The effect of 【Feixia】 is amazing.

Youth is like ice that gradually melts between warm lips and teeth.

Beneath the ice, perhaps lies the spring water that symbolizes life?

Bo Bing's mind was completely in a state of chaos.

This shouldn't be happening.

But Bo Bing could no longer think about what to do. The overwhelming pleasure completely seized his soul, and an uncontrollable tingling current surged through his palate as Yin Su licked and kissed him.

Bo Bing unconsciously tightened his grip on the other person's fragile neck.

Yin Su felt his neck being tightened, but he only groaned and did not resist the youth's violence in the slightest.

--ah.

Simply crush the other person's neck bones, and everything will be back on track.

Bo Bing thought.

With Alpha's protective abilities, he was absolutely certain he could escape unscathed. No one could stop him. Tomorrow, he might be wanted, but changing his identity wouldn't be difficult... Tomorrow was a brand new day, and anything could happen.

Yin Su kissed Bo Bing's neck, his tone extremely gentle.

"We won't finish today."

It was like a comforting gesture.

Bo Bing narrowed her snake-like eyes, released the restraint of her right hand, and let her senses begin to malfunction.

tomorrow is a new day.

he thinks.

—What's done is done.