This wasn't his first time having a CP. Han Xiaogong never tried to create any persona for himself, his Weibo was quite real to who he was. His little fans got along with him quite well. In Han Xiaogong's words, "The girls are very fond of me, they are all very cute."

Seeing his Weibo, Qin Fang gave it a like and casually said to Xing Yan, "Xie Zhe is simply his fanboy."

"This time the type has changed, he didn't used to like this kind," Xing Yan said. He had no interest in that kind of young man.

He probably hadn't really spoken to Xie Zhe much. With his aloof aura, the other person was probably quite intimidated by him and wouldn't take the initiative to chat with him. In comparison, Qin Fang was much more approachable than him. No airs, and quite friendly.

"Then what kind did he like before?" Qin Fang asked.

Xing Yan thought for a moment, then glanced at him and said, "More like you."

"What am I like?" Qin Fang laughed. "Straight?"

"Handsome, sunny," Xing Yan said, laughing first. "If I keep going, it'll turn into compliments. I'm afraid you'll feel awkward."

"I won't feel awkward. Why would I feel awkward about my boyfriend complimenting me?" Qin Fang looked quite pleased.

"He probably prefers someone a bit more mature," Xing Yan thought and said. "He's not used to being relied on by others, so the ones he dated before were all older than him."

It's just a lack of a sense of security, Qin Fang thought to himself. From what he knew of Han Xiaogong's past, he must have very little sense of security. He needed someone he could really rely on.

Xie Zhe was precisely not that kind of person. He was more like an innocent child. But there was nothing wrong with that either. Who knows, it might have an even more wondrous effect.

Anyway, no matter what others were like, the two of them were definitely very well-suited. At least that's what Qin Fang thought. In Qin Fang's mind, they were a perfect match, there was no better match.

But even perfectly matched little lovebirds weren't without any conflicts. After all, they both had quite the tempers usually. Boys at this age weren't that gentle to begin with either. Occasionally, they would also have their tiffs and such.

When they fought, they would give each other the cold shoulder. They would put on that cold front they used with outsiders. Their chilly auras could freeze the other person three meters away. Neither wanted to be near the other.

Like this afternoon, these two started the cold treatment right after waking from their nap. It continued all the way until dinner time without improving.

The cause was quite ridiculous. It was embarrassing to tell others, afraid of being laughed at.

The two of them ate lunch, Qin Fang played on his phone for a while, Xing Yan read a few pages of a book, then they got together to sleep. When falling asleep, they were still all lovey-dovey. Qin Fang hugged Xing Yan from behind, kissing his neck over and over. But he didn't do more, just naturally getting close.

He was the first to fall asleep and also the first to wake up.

After Qin Fang woke up, he was in no hurry to get up. It felt quite comfortable lying like this. The window was open, occasionally a breeze would come in from outside. It didn't feel cool on the body, very pleasant.

Xing Yan's phone vibrated under their pillows. Qin Fang took it out to look. Someone had left Xing Yan a WeChat voice message. The avatar was a man's photo, pink shorts, with a sports car in the background.

Xing Yan was also awakened by the vibration. Frowning, he was unwilling to open his eyes. "...Who is it?"

Qin Fang put the phone in front of his eyes. Xing Yan forced his eyes open to look. His eyelids were still a bit swollen from not being fully awake. When he opened them, he had a pair of big double eyelids. Even like this, Qin Fang found him handsome.

Xing Yan let out an "Mm" and said, "Not answering."

So Qin Fang hung up.

Xing Yan draped his arm over Qin Fang, letting the two of them get closer. He buried his face against Qin Fang's collarbone, clearly still not fully awake. Qin Fang ruffled his hair, letting him keep sleeping.

But in less than half a minute, Xing Yan's WeChat started ringing again. Messages could be seen rolling across the screen.

[Beng Beng Beng: Yan-ge]

[Beng Beng Beng: Yan-ge]

[Beng Beng Beng: Why aren't you answering?]

[Beng Beng Beng: Yan-ge]

Qin Fang really didn't know who this "Beng Beng Beng" was, but this string of "Yan-ge"s looked so unpleasant to the eye. Qin Fang said, "He keeps calling for you."

Xing Yan still had his face buried and said, "No need to pay attention."

[Beng Beng Beng: If you don't reply, I'll send nudes]

Qin Fang raised an eyebrow and said, "He's sending you nudes."

Xing Yan simply didn't say anything.

Having been together for so long, Qin Fang understood Xing Yan quite well. The more he understood, the more he felt Xing Yan had personality.

For example, when he couldn't wake up, he would still have a bit of morning grumpiness. He didn't like to talk or move, unhappy. Of course, you had to be very close to discover these little issues. Qin Fang didn't think these were issues at all, he found them cute. Between lovers, they viewed each other through a filter of ten layers. Even flaws were all adorable points.

Usually if he hadn't slept well, Qin Fang wouldn't provoke him. But today, this phone wouldn't stop ringing.

[Beng Beng Beng: I really sent them]

[Beng Beng Beng: [Image]]

[Beng Beng Beng: [Image]]

Someone wanted to send Xing Yan nudes. Nudes.

Qin Fang unlocked the phone on Xing Yan's finger and opened the chat window. His brows instantly jumped.

Fuck, they really were nudes. Although not fully nude, one was shirtless and the other was taken sitting in a chair, showing legs and white socks. Although wearing shorts, it had too much of a gay hookup vibe.

Qin Fang took a deep breath, his anger shooting straight to his crown, about to erupt, he could feel it himself. It would fly out the top of his head.

He pushed Xing Yan's arm. Xing Yan originally had his arm draped over Qin Fang, but now pushed away, he frowned, not too happy. Qin Fang enlarged the image and put it in front of his eyes, saying, "Nudes."

His tone definitely wasn't good. He didn't have morning grumpiness but now this "Beng Beng Beng" had provoked morning grumpiness out of him.

Xing Yan didn't even look at the phone, directly raising his eyes to look at him. Qin Fang met his gaze, curling up one corner of his lips, smiling as he said, "...Nice body, legs white enough, ah."

The phone was still receiving new messages. Qin Fang glanced at it. The other person just kept sending "Yan-ge" to flood the screen.

Xing Yan didn't even spare a single glance at the phone. Expressionlessly, he just looked at Qin Fang, then took the phone from his hand and directly deleted this person. After deleting, he tossed the phone to the side, not looking at Qin Fang again as he turned over.

Qin Fang didn't hear a single word from his mouth, and he even turned around, leaving Qin Fang facing the back of his head. The anger was stuck there, making Qin Fang feel suffocated and uncomfortable.

Qin Fang sat up, frowning, and asked, "Can you say something?"

Xing Yan's voice was cold and indifferent. When he deliberately provoked others, his words were also venomous. When his bad temper flared up, he didn't like to talk, only saying, "Nothing to say."

Qin Fang was choked by his words and even laughed in anger, "Then should I also find someone to send me photos?"

"Send them," Xing Yan said, "Find someone with fair legs."