Bo Yu was used to acting crazy, and Gu Qichi was accustomed to turning a blind eye to it.

But being bitten so suddenly made his ankle ache a little, causing him to flinch involuntarily.

“Lighter. Bo Yu.” Gu Qichi called out to him, attempting to pull his ankle back.

Bo Yu loosened his bite, apologizing skillfully and naturally: “Sorry, I was wrong. I’ll be gentler next time.” As he spoke, he didn’t forget to help him put on his shoes.

But Gu Qichi fell backward, burying himself back into the bedding, and said in a muffled voice: “I’m so sleepy, I don’t want to wash up, I want to sleep more.”

He had always had serious morning crankiness. It was just that yesterday, he had been worn down by Bo Yu, scolding him all night until he was mentally and physically exhausted to no effect. Now, he truly had no energy left to throw a temper tantrum.

But the drowsiness was overwhelming. Today was Saturday, and Gu Qichi didn’t have any work on hand, so there was absolutely no reason for him to drag himself out of bed.

“Then sleep a little longer in your pajamas, I’ll go downstairs and prepare breakfast.”

Gu Qichi was just about to reject the breakfast proposal when Bo Yu’s gaze drifted over again: “The doctor said your stomach issues have improved a lot recently, you need to maintain that.”

A wise man submits to circumstances; Gu Qichi shut his mouth.

The bullet screen began to hurl abuse at Bo Yu.

“What do you mean sleep in pajamas? We’re all family here, what is there that we can’t see?!!”

“I order you, right now, immediately, to strip naked with Gu Qichi and roll back into bed to sleep. And none of that under-the-covers stuff, thank you.”

“Ahhhhhhhh wifey wait for me to grow one, grow one, grow one, damn it!!!”

“Bo Yu definitely knows the livestream has started recording, otherwise he wouldn’t be guarding against us like this [Hateful]”

“Where’s the director, where’s the director? Hurry up and knock on the door to issue the mission card! Drag Gu Qichi out of bed for me, I want to see the great beauty’s face!!!”

“Woof woof woof woof woof (Sprinting) (Flying) (Doing the splits on the spot to show determination) (Doge with a rose in its mouth) (Wagging tail) (Beating up other little dogs) (Taking wifey home with a bruised and swollen face) Wifey! Wifey! I want to be wifey’s little puppy awoo!”

“Wifey, I love you! Hurry up and get up to beat up that bastard Bo Yu!!”

Gu Qichi knew nothing about any of this. He slowly shrank back into the blanket, just intending to bury his face and return to dreamland.

Bo Yu opened the bedroom door.

Gu Qichi heard an angry, shrill cat meow. The sharpness of it pierced straight through his cerebral cortex, completely shattering the last bit of sleepiness he had.

After the door was opened, the silver-shaded British Shorthair widened its round cat eyes, bared its sharp teeth at Bo Yu in dissatisfaction, and after expressing its anger to this crappy poop-scooper, it flicked its tail, pinched its voice, and let out a sweet, cloying “Meow~”.

Then, stepping elegantly, with the fat on its body jiggling a few times with the walking motion, A-Ci jumped onto Gu Qichi’s bed somewhat clumsily, and skillfully dug a nest for herself—right on Gu Qichi’s chest.

“Meow~”

A-Ci shook her head, her cat tail curling, acting coquettishly toward Gu Qichi.

It felt like a boulder was pressing on his chest, making it hard to breathe. Completely numb, Gu Qichi freed himself from the blanket to avoid being smothered to death by A-Ci.

“A-Ci.” Gu Qichi called her. “Go down a bit.”

A-Ci’s cat face drooped. Not very willing, she rested her cat paws on her own fat face, silently looking at Gu Qichi.

“Hurry up, I’m about to lose my breath.” Gu Qichi urged her again.

The silver-shaded cat reluctantly jumped down from his chest, tail drooping on the bed, her whole back looking a bit desolate.

Netizen bullet screens:

“Stop acting, stop acting, did you think we didn’t hear your scream just now? You almost blew the roof off my skull, you little ‘pinched-voice’ cat!”

“To be honest, the moment this cat came in, I thought Gu Qichi was raising a pig at home. [Facepalm Crying]”

“Is this the same cat that caused the livestream accident last time?”

“That’s right, it’s her! A-Ci is the mascot of our ‘Yu Catches Gu and Lets Him Go’ (ship name) Super Topic. My Buddha A-Ci, millions of believers, grant me cat food, the bathtub rules all.”

“Did you guys notice a crucial detail? The production crew’s audio equipment is top-tier, but before Bo Yu opened the door, we didn’t hear A-Ci’s meows at all. Yet obviously, she had been meowing outside the door for a long time. Now connect that to how the crew kept knocking on the door today, and not a single sound leaked into this bedroom… There must be something fishy about this bedroom [Pushing Glasses]”

“Holy shit, if we go by what this sister is saying, did Bo Yu install some special equipment in this bedroom? And looking at A-Ci’s reaction, this isn’t the first time she’s been locked outside…”

“Blind student (Watson), congratulations on finding the crucial point (blind spot). So these two often lock A-Ci out to do the ‘naughty-naughty’, which is why they didn’t hear the crew knocking today… [Doge][Doge]”

“666 wow.”

“Silver-shaded cat: I hate humans with no sense of boundaries.”

……

Gu Qichi picked A-Ci up from the bed, bounced her a bit, and frowned: “She clearly lost two catties, how is she still this heavy.”

A-Ci shifted her eyes away, feeling a bit guilty.

Gu Qichi’s arms were so sore he couldn’t lift them, and not planning to make things difficult for himself, he put her back on the bed. Dragging his slippers, he went downstairs from the elevator side, with A-Ci following closely behind him.

Seeing that both of them were awake, the PD hesitated about whether to send a staff member to knock on the door again. He turned to look at the director beside him, who was also deep in thought.

Director: “What are the viewer numbers for the livestreams at right now?”

The PD checked the data before answering: “Gu Qichi and Bo Yu’s stream has the most people, reaching 2.3 million. Following closely is Best Actor Han Hao and his wife…”

The director looked at the crazy spamming of bullet chats in the stream, thought for a moment, and then spoke: “Don’t go yet. Because the two of them don’t know the show started recording early, their reactions are more genuine and have more selling points.”

“Focus on observing their group. If any unexpected situations arise, we can react in time and send staff over.”

The PD thought this made sense. He reopened Bo Yu and Gu Qichi’s livestream, an auntie smile unconsciously hooking onto the corners of his lips.

You really can’t deny it, Gu Qichi and Bo Yu are a fucking perfect match.

Even a straight guy like him was sent into a daze by that ankle bite from Bo Yu.

The director also avoided the PD and opened Gu Qichi and Bo Yu’s livestream. Glancing at the audience’s dangerous comments, his internal monologue became very active.

As expected of a newlywed couple, so tender and affectionate early in the morning. Good thing it’s daytime now; no matter how unreliable those two are, they probably wouldn’t do daytime obscenities.

Otherwise, the director would have to risk his life to go into the Bo family villa and cut off the livestream.

When Gu Qichi went downstairs, Bo Yu was making fried eggs.

He used a mold, making them into pretty heart shapes.

A small pot on the kitchen counter was still bubbling. Yesterday the auntie (housekeeper) had bought some fresh scallops, so Bo Yu simply made a fresh shrimp and scallop porridge. At this moment, the rice was cooked soft and mushy, the shrimp were a bright red, the scallop meat thick and plump, and he had even added some diced shiitake mushrooms.

The netizens in the bullet screen started acting sarcastic again.

“You rascal, even making heart-shaped fried eggs. [Lemon][Lemon]”

“Damn it, I also want to make breakfast for wifey. [Lemon][Lemon]”

“To be honest, I really didn’t expect that the person cooking in this household would be Bo Yu and not Gu Qichi… After all, the domineering CEO tropes are all like…”

“Isn’t the domineering CEO trope supposed to be thousands of servants lined up in front of a castle, countless chefs busy in the castle kitchen, preparing to serve the CEO a full Manchu-Han Imperial Feast?”

“The sister upstairs sure reads a lot of CEO literature.”

“To be completely honest, this is the first time I’ve seen a domineering CEO who can cook for himself, just don’t know if it’s ‘dark cuisine’ (terrible cooking) or not.”

“Boohoohoohoohoohoohoohoohoohoo is nobody noticing the wifey coming downstairs? Wifey is so delicate, I want to ‘super’ (fuck) him so bad.”

……

The aroma of rice mixed with the unique fragrance of seafood drifted leisurely out of the kitchen, making Gu Qichi actually feel a bit hungry.

Gu Qichi paced over to the edge of the kitchen. Seeing the edges of the egg whites fried to a golden brown and the yolk in the very center slightly setting, he couldn’t help but speak up to remind him:

“Fry it a little longer.”

He spoke suddenly. Normally he would never wake up until 12 noon, so seeing him come down so unexpectedly, Bo Yu felt a bit surprised.

Bo Yu: “Didn’t you say you wanted to sleep a while longer? Why did you get out of bed?”

Gu Qichi lifted his chin slightly, his gaze scattered, landing on the silver-shaded cat.

“I wanted to sleep, but A-Ci ruined it.”

His tone was full of helplessness.

Gu Qichi was a picky eater and didn’t like anything fishy, so when he ate fried eggs, he never ate runny yolks; he only wanted them fully cooked.

While they were talking, the fried eggs in the pan were already fully cooked. Bo Yu turned off the heat, placed the eggs on a plate, and carried them over to the kitchen island.

Gu Qichi was leaning against the island. He was just about to step away to avoid him, but Bo Yu passed his arm directly behind him, pulling him into his embrace with one hand, and placing the fried eggs on the counter with the other.

The presence of Bo Yu’s hand on his waist was extremely strong, but perhaps because he was used to Bo Yu’s touch, not only did Gu Qichi not feel any discomfort, he actually relaxed even more. He buried his head into the crook of Bo Yu’s shoulder, his fluffy head rubbing against his neck.

Gu Qichi: “Bo Yu, I’m still so sleepy.”

As he spoke, he let out a yawn, squeezing crystal-clear tears from the corners of his eyes. The flush on his cheeks had faded quite a bit, leaving only the red marks at the corners of his eyes still prominent.

His voice was a bit slurred, carrying obvious weariness, along with some vague coquettishness.

Gu Qichi simply hung his entire body weight onto Bo Yu, letting him hold him.

Anyway, his waist was sore and his legs were sore, along with a certain place on his lower body also being sore. Troubling the main culprit a bit was no big deal.

……

“Holy shit holy shit holy shit wifey is so delicate. Gu Qichi is acting spoiled with Bo Yu!!!!”

“Even though it’s subtle, wifey is really acting spoiled! He usually has such a super cold face, the aloof iceberg great beauty, and now he’s almost melted into water by Bo Yu…”

“Bo Yu, you lucky rascal, but this is my fucking wife [Crying][Crying]”

“Gu Qichi is my only wife. I hope Bo Yu and the vast netizens are aware of this, and quickly return my wife to me. My wife is very delicate, he will cry if he doesn’t see me. [Rose]”

“Forget Bo Yu, who wouldn’t be dazed having a wife like this.”

“My ‘bro’ immediately stood up, rock hard. [Lust][Lust]”

“Sister upstairs, me too, my d-ck is rock hard, wifey is so delicate, let me ‘super’ (fuck) him.”

“Is no one from the crew going to notify them? Is this on purpose? [Pitiful][Pitiful] Just let it broadcast like this for the whole day, I’m a local dog (trashy tastes) and I love watching little couples being all lovey-dovey [Pitiful][Pitiful]”

……

The porridge on the kitchen counter was ready. The rice was cooked soft and mushy, the shrimp fresh and sweet. The warm flow entering his stomach alleviated the hunger from a whole night of exercise.

After Gu Qichi had eaten his fill, he clearly had more energy, and his complexion had become much rosier, a white tinged with pink.

After Bo Yu helped wipe Gu Qichi’s mouth clean, the two of them cleared the dishes and chopsticks from the table together and put them into the dishwasher.

Gu Qichi glanced at the refrigerator at home and said slowly: “Since we’re already up and there’s nothing else to do, let’s just go take a walk around the supermarket.”

Bo Yu naturally had no objections. It was just that while changing clothes with Gu Qichi, he very subtly sized up the cameras near the dressing room a few times.

To protect the privacy of the guests on the show, the production team only installed cameras in the outer area of the dressing room; the inside was still normal.

Bo Yu felt relieved and began to look through the clothes in the walk-in closet.

Gu Qichi just sat on a chair waiting for Bo Yu to pick out clothes for him. A-Ci was circling his feet, and he got distracted playing with the cat again.

He was a lazy person and didn’t care at all about what he wore. But just like girls dressing up exquisite dolls, Bo Yu really liked dressing Gu Qichi up. From clothes and shoes to accessories and jewelry, Bo Yu would match everything for him one by one.

With someone worrying about it for him, and having good taste at that, Gu Qichi simply gave up trying, just waiting to stretch out his arms for clothes.

But Bo Yu was very strange today. Gu Qichi was still teasing the cat when Bo Yu suddenly called out to him: “Qichi, come inside for a bit.”

In the past, Bo Yu would always pick out the clothes and change him directly. Gu Qichi was a bit puzzled, raising his eyes, the confusion in his gaze clear.

He slowly spat out an “Ah,” but still complied.

Bo Yu pulled him into the inner door of the dressing room, but still feeling somewhat uneasy, locked it with a click.

Gu Qichi felt even more strange.

Gu Qichi: “Why did you suddenly lock the door?”

Bo Yu unbuttoned his pajama shirt without changing his expression. Upon seeing the crisscrossing bite marks on his collarbone, he pressed his fingertips against them, rubbing slowly.

Bo Yu: “A few days ago, someone sent over a few rolls of silk fabric. I’m planning to send them to Bo Song and my mother.”

“If A-Ci bursts in again and scratches them up, there won’t be anything left to send.”

Thinking of A-Ci’s incredibly annoying claws, Gu Qichi completely expressed his understanding. “Then hide them well, hide them deeper, don’t let A-Ci see them. If worse comes to worst, just have the auntie lock the dressing room these next few days.”

Bo Yu completely stripped off the clothes on his body.

Gu Qichi’s skin was fair; under the dressing room lights, it looked like a piece of lustrous white jade. Unfortunately, the jade was flawed. The bite marks and hickeys on it were a crisscrossing mess of blue and purple, looking quite alarming.

Bo Yu: “I’ll tell the auntie to pay more attention these next few days.”

Bo Yu: “Baby, raise your arms.”

As he spoke, he helped Gu Qichi put on a sweater.

Gu Qichi tugged at his hand: “I can put this one on myself.”

It wasn’t a shirt that needed to be buttoned one by one. For a sweater, just pulling it over the head was fine.

Convenient and time-saving.

……

“Your mom my mom his fucking mom, Bo Yu open the door for me! [Angry][Angry]”

“What are you wearing? Let me see too! It’s not like it’s anything shameful, hurry up and let me see! [Crying Loudly][Crying Loudly]”

“I also want to dress my wifey with my own hands. Bo Yu, hurry up and let go of my wife, that’s my wife.”

“This bastard even locked the door! Bullshit about A-Ci coming in to tear up silk, he’s just afraid A-Ci will give us some fan service [Going Crazy]”

“A-Ci! A-Ci! Stop playing with the yarn ball, hurry up and use your massive body to smash that door open for me, let me see what they are doing!!!”

“A-Ci: Don’t be too ridiculous. [Doge Bye Bye]”

“A-Ci: This old lady is a beautiful princess, not a beautiful pig-kitty. Ungrateful humans [Doge Smile][Doge Smile]”

“Where’s the production crew director? I order you! Hurry up and pry this door open for me!”

“Bo Yu, I hope you know that Gu Qichi is my wife, my baby. Please stop harassing him, this has caused severe distress to both him and me!”

After hearing that Gu Qichi and Bo Yu planned to go out, the director had already arranged for staff to wait at the entrance of the Bo family villa.

Looking at the mission card in his hand, the accompanying PD’s mouth twitched for a moment, not knowing if he should sigh about how ‘what a coincidence makes a story’.

Gu Qichi’s group had three missions on their card.

1. Make a loving breakfast for your partner who is still sleeping.
   
2. Go grocery shopping at the supermarket and find the invisible prop hidden by the production crew. If you miss the prop, there will be a punishment.
   
3. Prepare for tomorrow’s guest meet-and-greet.
   

Bo Yu and Gu Qichi were about to accidentally complete two of them.

After coming out of the dressing room, Gu Qichi was still saying: “Let’s wait until we go out to put on the coats, it’s too hot in the house.”

Bo Yu was wearing a gray overcoat. He had long legs, was tall, and had astonishingly good body proportions. He didn’t look like a CEO who had boiled into an old turtle from sitting in an office all year round. When facing Gu Qichi, his cold and stern face spread into a shallow smile, deeply affectionate and tender, looking like a fresh young idol coming to film a romance drama.

Not to mention Gu Qichi; the great beauty had thick and beautiful features. He was currently teasing the cat. When his eyelashes fluttered up and swept over Bo Yu, the spring feeling in his eyes suddenly appeared, and romantic affection slowly flowed past. His whole person was gentle and tender.

The style of the clothes on his body was pretty much the same as Bo Yu’s. Looking at the coat Bo Yu was holding in his hand, one could tell that the two of them were wearing couple outfits from head to toe.

This wasn’t enough. Just before heading out, Bo Yu went back to the bedroom, took out Gu Qichi’s wedding ring, and put it on his ring finger.

Bo Yu had personally taken the ring off before going to the bathtub yesterday, afraid that Gu Qichi might hurt himself in the heat of passion.

Looking at this massive pigeon egg (large diamond) on his hand, Gu Qichi felt a bit of a headache: “We’re just going to the supermarket, can I not wear it?”

Gu Qichi: “Bo Yu.”

He called out to him, emphasizing very seriously: “The ring is too heavy, and it’ll be inconvenient to wear it when I’m carrying things home later.”

Bo Yu helped him put on his outdoor coat, then took a scarf and wrapped his face up tightly, landing a kiss on the tip of his eyebrow, and gave a very light laugh.

“Just wear it. With me here, you won’t need to carry anything.”

Bo Yu’s point made sense, and Gu Qichi couldn’t out-argue him either.

He grabbed a baseball cap and put it on his head, his palm pressing against the door handle.

Pulled it down.

……

“He did it on purpose, he did it on purpose, he did it on purpose! That ring isn’t for Chi Chi to wear, it’s for us to see… [Doge Speechless]”

“The director’s team has already arranged the staff, I can’t help but want to see wifey’s expression.”

“This is too socially dead (embarrassing). What did my wife do wrong? It’s all Bo Yu’s fault, this man is truly quietly wicked. [Doge Angry][Doge Angry]”

“He even picked out couple outfits… A cunning old man [Husky]”

“How much does that pigeon egg cost? Damn, I wouldn’t even dare wear a glass bead that big.”

“Visually estimating: an apartment in the center of Dongcheng. [Pushing Glasses]”

“No, looking at the quality of this diamond, it could at least buy a luxury flat in Dongcheng. [Pushing Glasses]”

“Got to say, real men are pretty handsome.”

“You really can’t deny it, they are a great match. At least in terms of looks, he can actually hold his own in front of Gu Qichi.”

“Since that’s the case, welcome everyone to come play in our ‘Yu Catches Gu and Lets Him Go’ Super Topic. Real couples are the best to ship!”

“Real couples are the most badass!”

……

The door handle was pulled down. Gu Qichi was in front, just about to put on his mask.

A dense crowd of heads suddenly popped up at the doorway.

He hadn’t seen most of them before; only the ‘Mediterranean’ (balding man) in the very middle looked a bit familiar.

Oh, Gu Qichi remembered. It was the accompanying PD who was in charge of their group last time.

Because the area of the ‘Mediterranean’ was too vast, it had truly left a deep impression on Gu Qichi.

Gu Qichi felt a bit awkward.

He pushed the door completely open, took off the mask he had half-worn, and poked out his fluffy head.

The dense crowd of heads all held cameras and various filming equipment in their hands. Gu Qichi was a bit stunned and asked blankly: “Director, is something the matter?”

The accompanying PD’s gaze was full of pity, not even bearing to tell Gu Qichi the truth.

And among this massive crowd of staff, quite a few were sizing up Gu Qichi while watching his and Bo Yu’s livestream on their phones.

Their eyes were full of pink bubbles, and even the corners of their lips unconsciously curled into an auntie smile.

Ah, true couples can just do whatever they want, they are the best to ship!

The accompanying PD very tactfully handed over the mission card and spoke: “The show has already started filming. This is your mission card for today.”

Gu Qichi’s brows furrowed: “Wasn’t recording supposed to start on January 9th?”

The accompanying staff’s gazes became even more pitiful.

Bo Yu had guessed it ages ago, only Gu Qichi was still kept in the dark.

How embarrassing must this be.

The PD cleared his throat, coughed once, and answered tactfully: “This is the production crew’s latest plan. Starting filming early without notifying the artists, to explore the artists’ most authentic lifestyle in private…”

The PD guiltily raised his eyes, sized up the stunned Gu Qichi, and began to defend himself: “We originally intended to notify you and President Bo in the morning, but the staff knocked on the door for a long time and no one answered…”

“The soundproofing equipment in your and President Bo’s bedroom is truly too good…” The accompanying PD laughed while forcefully stuffing the mission card into Gu Qichi’s hand. “But since you and President Bo are up now, it’s time to continue completing the missions left by the crew.”

Gu Qichi’s hand holding the mission card was a bit stiff, trying hard to maintain his expression.

The people present couldn’t see any surprise or embarrassment on his face, still marveling at Gu Qichi’s strong psychological fortitude.

Then they heard Gu Qichi ask: “Are the livestream cameras inside turned on?”

The accompanying PD answered sheepishly: “They are all on.”

Gu Qichi’s vision went black.

From behind him came Bo Yu’s voice again: “Wife, don’t run around, come in and change your shoes.”

Gu Qichi just wanted to kick Bo Yu to death.

__

Author’s Note:

Bo Yu: I did it on purpose. Couple outfits, loving fried eggs, pigeon egg wedding ring, Gu Qichi can only be my wife.

Chi Chi: Kicked him too lightly in the morning, should have sent him flying with one kick.

Livestream netizens: Bastard! The grudge of stealing a wife is irreconcilable!!!