Unlike before, today Gu Qichi and Bo Yu woke up very early.

In their house in Dongcheng, a layer of heavy blackout curtains was drawn in the bedroom all day long to make it convenient for Gu Qichi to sleep in.

But last night, the two of them were in such a hurry that they completely forgot about the curtains.

Gu Qichi was scorched awake by the glaring light penetrating through the window. When he opened his eyes, Bo Yu’s arm was still around his waist, his chin resting on his head, sleeping soundly.

He felt a bit unkempt. Gu Qichi keenly perceived the large patches of pink spreading across his chest and lower back. They didn’t hurt much, but they were too conspicuous.

He didn’t know how to find a chance to explain this to the program crew.

But explaining or not explaining would be troublesome either way. Gu Qichi closed his eyes, thinking he might as well leave this matter to Bo Yu.

Perhaps sensing his slight movements, the man resting on his head woke up at some point, buried his head down, and his broken hair brushed against the back of his neck.

Gu Qichi didn’t make a sound, still wanting to pretend to be asleep, but suddenly a sharp pain came from the back of his neck.

He let out an uncontrollable sound as Bo Yu’s sharp canine teeth bit down on it, overlapping with the teeth marks from last night, piercing deeper.

While Bo Yu sucked and kissed his neck and shoulders, his large, restless hand groped downwards from below his waist and abdomen.

Gu Qichi’s hands were shackled by him, making resistance impossible. But resisting would be useless anyway, and might even invite a worse situation.

While biting him, a chuckle escaped Bo Yu’s throat. As if struck by some sudden interest, he spoke lazily, “Baby, do you know there’s a setting called ABO?”

The corners of Gu Qichi’s eyes flushed with redness, and a thin layer of sweat broke out on his body. He had no idea what the other was talking about.

Bo Yu freed a hand, releasing the back of Gu Qichi’s neck, and proceeded to explain on his own, “In an ABO society, humans are generally divided into three genders: Alpha, Beta, and Omega.”

Gu Qichi was hugged and turned around by him. The expression on his face remained bewildered, a layer of mist blurring his eyes as he panted softly.

He tried his best to control his breathing and asked him, “Where did you see all this messy stuff?”

At least he himself had never heard of it.

Those three words, Gu Qichi had only encountered in mathematics. So why were they categorized as genders from Bo Yu’s mouth?

The light today was too glaring. Gu Qichi’s consciousness returned bit by bit as he looked at the man in front of him.

Bo Yu’s eyes were lowered, harboring a smile within. His brow bone was high, his eye sockets deep. When the light shone through, there would be faint shadows under his eyes, giving off a sharp and cold vibe.

But the threads of satiation overflowing from his eyes made him seem somewhat lackadaisical.

The pad of Bo Yu’s finger rubbed from the corner of Gu Qichi’s eye to his lips, leaned in to take a light bite, and then moved down to the back of his neck where he had just left a mark.

His eyes narrowed, as if talking about something fun, “In that society, Alphas are generally born leaders, possessing a very strong desire to possess and control in many aspects. Betas are the most ordinary type of people, while Omegas…”

He paused subtly here, his five fingers loosely cupping the back of Gu Qichi’s neck in a gesture of strong possession.

“Omegas are the rarest, and male Omegas can even get pregnant.”

Gu Qichi raised an eyebrow, not quite understanding what Bo Yu really meant. He tried to dodge his hand, but as soon as he moved, he was pressed back down by the back of his neck.

Bo Yu lifted his upper eyelids, his gaze very subtle.

“Do you know about our super topic?” Bo Yu pressed down along the teeth marks. That patch of skin was like a fruit brimming with juice, subtly red and swollen. “I saw two very interesting articles in there.”

“In one of them, you are a very timid and cowardly Beta, but you caught my eye because of your beautiful skin. Under their pen, I seem to be an unforgivably evil madman who initiated a mode of unrestrained, forced love towards you.”

Gu Qichi stared at him, tugging at the corners of his lips. He really hadn’t expected Bo Yu to read that kind of weird stuff. He slowly helped him affirm, “You are.”

Bo Yu gave a low chuckle, his voice deep, “I indeed am. But you know what? My favorite one in there is the fanfiction where you are an Omega.”

He leaned in even closer, the tip of his nose touching Gu Qichi’s, their lips brushing against each other. They were so close that their warm breaths intertwined. His hand left the back of his neck and slowly rested on Gu Qichi’s waist and abdomen.

“In that setting, the skin on the back of your neck would have a small protrusion. As long as I bite into it and we engage in the most intimate contact in this world, you will be completely marked by me.”

His waist and abdomen contracted with his breathing. Gu Qichi narrowed his eyes and heard Bo Yu’s slightly morbid voice, “Like what happened last night, you would be pregnant with my child here.”

Gu Qichi didn’t dodge or avoid it, looking at Bo Yu calmly, “So what? What do you want to do now?”

His tone actually sounded a bit excited, but it was well-hidden.

Bo Yu’s Adam’s apple bobbed. Just as he was about to let him go, he saw Gu Qichi slowly lick the seam of his lips, dyeing the flesh with a layer of glistening moisture.

Bo Yu leaned over and kissed him again, his voice muffled, “I want to try more of the playstyles inside.”

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The two of them fooled around like this until the afternoon. Gu Qichi felt sluggish all over and didn’t want to move a muscle.

In between, they even received a call from the program crew, which Bo Yu calmly hung up.

Bo Yu straightforwardly hired five local tour guides for the entire filming crew, covering their travel and accommodation expenses as well. He told them to go film some wonderful natural scenery to promote the beautiful landscapes of the motherland and contribute more to the tourism industry of City X.

This was conveyed by the accompanying PD. Of course, Bo Yu’s actual words were far more ruthless than this.

“The footage from last night is enough for you to edit and create hype. I’m funding it, go travel. Don’t call again unless it’s an emergency…”

The accompanying PD closed his eyes in despair, expressing his thoughts on their sugar daddy’s behavior of going on strike at any time…

But what corporate slave wouldn’t love a boss who provided both money and effort? The PD happily led the camera crew, Wen Xi, and Luo Qianqian on a wonderful one-day tour of City X.

When Luo Qianqian returned to the hotel at night, she felt like she was falling apart. She only hoped that Gu Qichi and Bo Yu wouldn’t miss their flight tomorrow.

She skillfully opened her phone and switched to her alt account for shipping the couple. As expected, she received a private message from YUCHI again.

The other party had liked, bookmarked, and forwarded the fanfiction she wrote about the fragrant Omega wife Gu Qichi in one go, and thoughtfully gave a six-figure tip.

Luo Qianqian clicked into her private message inbox as if giving up on life. After experiencing Bo Yu’s inhumanly wealthy operation last night, she actually felt that YUCHI wasn’t a rich woman anymore, and this money was nothing to write home about.

In the private message inbox.

[YUCHI]: Author, food, smells good. [Drooling] [Drooling]

[YUCHI]: I still want to read the author’s ABO literature, can I have it?

[YUCHI]: User YUCHI has tipped you xxxxx yuan.

[YUCHI]: User YUCHI has tipped you xxxxx yuan.

Luo Qianqian replied to her numbly.

[For the bathtub thousands of times]: Do you really like the fanfiction I write that much?

YUCHI replied with a very cold “hmm”, followed by a few more messages.

[YUCHI]: I like it very much. I hope the author can write more.

[YUCHI]: This is very helpful to me. Your articles have a strong reference value for learning.

Luo Qianqian: “…”

Luo Qianqian: “???”

No way, sir. How can this be helpful to you? You even need to learn from it?

But the other party quickly went offline and didn’t reply to her again. Luo Qianqian had no choice but to sigh and conceive new character settings and plots.

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After this shoot ended, Gu Qichi and Bo Yu were visibly much more leisurely.

The next live broadcast was a week away, and the TV version of “I Will Always Accompany You to the End” would air on the TV station in half a month to meet all the audience. Gu Qichi was very much looking forward to it.

Bo Yu had rested for over half a month and was not allowed to slack off anymore. He had returned to the Bo Consortium to continue working these days. Everything was also going smoothly on Gu Qichi’s side.

After the recent live broadcast recording ended, Gu Qichi found some free time to meet with the brand representatives and shoot advertisements.

The five endorsements he announced previously had extremely good effects, and sales skyrocketed with an astonishing volume.

Major brands saw Gu Qichi’s strong ability to drive sales, coupled with the fact that in “I Will Always Accompany You to the End”, Bo Yu and Gu Qichi’s “Yu Qin Gu Zong” CP was far ahead, enjoying peak popularity and strong CP fans. They all showed interest and wanted to sign cooperation agreements with Gu Qichi.

Wen Xi was relatively strict in this regard. She only cared about quality and didn’t pay attention to quantity at all. She was also extremely cautious when selecting products.

Therefore, the cooperation this time went very smoothly, and the negotiations between the two parties were very friendly.

After the shooting ended, Gu Qichi was driven to the company by Wen Xi. The studio had a lot of new work recently, and Wen Xi planned to take him to pick a few he liked along the way.

“You can go to the Weibo Night after the beginning of spring. Take Bo Yu with you, you will definitely kill everyone!” Wen Xi arrived downstairs at the company while driving. She closed the car door while reporting on work to Gu Qichi, “Director Jiang An’s script is also ready. I took a look, and the script has a lot of depth. Because you don’t have a private email, his assistant sent it to my work email along with it. You can confirm it later.”

“Oh right, Lin Shuangyi said that the reshoots for ‘Xing Tian Qing’ are also finished. He also wanted to thank you for recommending Su Ming to him.”

The two of them talked all the way and unknowingly arrived at Wen Xi’s office.

People are in high spirits when involved in happy events. The smile on Wen Xi’s face never ceased along the way. As if infected by her smile, Gu Qichi also laughed along.

He took out Jiang An’s new script and unhurriedly flipped through the pages, planning to briefly browse the story first.

“Sister Wen Xi, has Director Jiang An given us the shooting start time?” He asked while flipping.

Wen Xi’s eyes shone brightly, “It’s set. It will be around late April. I calculated it, and you still have a lot of free schedule in between.” She handed him another movie script, “You can make a cameo appearance as this character in between. The director is Li Wu, recommended by Director Jiang An.”

Gu Qichi said okay and reached out to take the script from Wen Xi’s hand.

A harsh ringtone suddenly sounded. Gu Qichi looked toward the sound and saw the smile on Wen Xi’s face freeze in an instant, and even her pupils contracted abruptly.

“I’ll go answer a call. Xiao Chi, you take a look yourself first.”

She spoke with a bit of a stutter and walked out unnaturally.

Gu Qichi glanced at Wen Xi, finding her a bit strange, but didn’t ask further.

It might be Wen Xi’s own private matter.

But after Wen Xi returned, her eyes kept darting toward him, and she was always lost in thought, ignoring Gu Qichi’s questions.

Gu Qichi looked at her calmly and asked absentmindedly, “Sister Wen, did something bad happen?”

Her reaction was just too strange. Gu Qichi had known her for five years and was well aware of some of her subtle movements and expressions.

Wen Xi, however, pretended to smile indifferently, “It’s nothing. I just encountered a bastard scammer.”

Gu Qichi withdrew his gaze and said no more.

The next day, a dark red “Hot” label hung on the trending search entry, and only then did Gu Qichi realize why Wen Xi was so abnormal yesterday.

Gu Yuning was sentenced to death with a reprieve.

But he was throwing a tantrum, demanding to see him.