From Apocalypse To Entertainment Circle (BL)-Chapter 91: Trouble Comes in Twos: A Jealous Colonel and a Fearless Rival

"Lan Qisheng, believe it or not, I’ll kill you if you don’t get your claws off me right now," Sian muttered before speaking angrily.

After all that touching and kissing, how could anyone sleep peacefully? Sian had been awake for a while because of this stupid bear. Yes, a bear—at least puppies are small and cute, which definitely didn’t apply to the person looming over him at this moment.

If Lan Qisheng hears the comparison of Sian and the word "little," he would definitely strip everything away and stand proudly, asking in a provocative tone: "Am I still small and cute in your eyes?"

It’s a good thing that the Colonel can’t read minds, or else Sian would have been thrown around repeatedly until he passed out.

Lan Qisheng wasn’t bothered by Sian’s threatening words but obediently moved away. He didn’t want his lover to be mad at him. Of course, that was the only reason—definitely not because of some instinctive fear that Sian might actually carry out his threat. freewёbnoνel.com

...Nah, impossible.

Right?

"Baby, you’re awake? I missed you so much! I even flew all night just to get to you. Don’t I deserve a reward for being such a loving and devoted husband?" Colonel Lan showed no shame as he acted like a spoiled child in front of his lover—and in front of strangers, no less. In fact, he wanted to make it very clear to everyone that he and Sian were deeply in love.

"Drop the lousy act and tell me what you’re doing in my bed so early in the morning. Colonel, is your schedule so empty that you’ve taken up stalking idols now? Should I call your grandfather?"

Sian finally sat up, clearly irritated. He had to wake up early for a performance, and now this stupid bear had shown up, making his head throb. Sitting amid the blankets, he massaged the space between his brows, his beautiful amber eyes fluttering shut now and then.

Lan Qisheng gazed intently at the teenager, his eyes filled with an indescribable emotion. Truth be told, he had always disliked idols and celebrities for being overly extravagant—especially those boys who wore too much makeup and acted coquettishly, making exaggerated gestures... In any case, he despised their fake expressions and their artificial faces.

But ever since he met Sian, he had started to question his judgment. Or perhaps... it was simply that his Sian was different. Yes, that must be it.

Just look at this beauty. Sian had only just woken up, yet he didn’t look disheveled at all. Instead, his face was slightly flushed, his half-lidded eyes gleamed drowsily, and his smooth, porcelain-white skin glowed softly. Even the natural tears that welled up in his eyes upon waking formed a delicate, glassy sheen over those radiant amber irises...

Sian’s natural beauty was undeniable. Without a drop of makeup, without cosmetic enhancements, without anything artificial—his allure remained breathtakingly pure, almost angelic.

Of course, what captivated Lan Qisheng even more than the boy’s looks was his devilish personality, a stark contrast to his innocent appearance. This contradiction made Sian a rare gem—one that embodied both fragility and strength, cruelty and kindness, beauty and... something darker.

Seeing his lover’s exhausted state, Lan Qisheng stopped fooling around. His mind was now occupied with Sian’s tired face, and he no longer tried to show his affection recklessly. Sitting beside him, he began massaging his shoulders and spoke seriously, "I came because you told me last night that you encountered the serial killer, but you didn’t give me any details. I was worried about you, so I rushed over. Now tell me—how, when, and what exactly happened between you and that man?"

Perhaps because he thought Sian’s roommate shouldn’t hear about this, he leaned in and whispered the words quietly into Sian’s ear.

Sian turned his head away, annoyed by the ticklish sensation of Lan Qisheng’s breath brushing against his ear.

"It’s fine if he hears it. He was with me at the time."

So just speak normally. There’s no need to whisper. Sian didn’t bother saying the last part out loud—but it didn’t matter. Lan Qisheng had already pulled away, now staring at the man standing near the door, motionless and expressionless.

For some reason, when Sian’s lover turned to look at him, Jiao Liangchen found himself unable to endure the moment any longer. Before he knew it, he was speaking in a slightly sour tone.

"It seems the military is quite relaxed these days—so relaxed that their top officers can just fly over here personally. Do you really have nothing better to do?"

"Are you aware that insulting the military is considered an act of treason punishable by law?"

Lan Qisheng shot the man a look filled with disdain and contempt. His profession had always been a red line for him. The honor of the military was not something just anyone could trample on.

But Jiao Liangchen wasn’t the least bit intimidated. He raised an eyebrow, curling his lips into a mocking smirk.

"Then go ahead. Try your luck. Let’s see if you’re actually capable of convicting me of treason."

Sian sat there watching the two bicker like children, completely expressionless. What did this have to do with him? (Ahem, a lot, actually.)

However, when he witnessed Jiao Liangchen’s fearless defiance against Lan Qisheng, his suspicions grew stronger. He had always assumed the man was some kind of secret government agent, an investigator, or something along those lines. But now, it seemed that this Jiao wasn’t just an ordinary person. At the very least, his status was high enough that even the military couldn’t touch him easily.

"Enough, both of you. And you"—Sian turned to Lan Qisheng—" you said you came because of the serial killer, so sit quietly and let me explain what happened."

With that, Sian got up from the bed, heading toward the bathroom to freshen up before giving Lan Qisheng the full story.

When he reached the bathroom door, he paused for a moment and spoke without turning around.

"If you don’t want to be thrown out of the room, then sit down and behave."

Soft footsteps sounded behind him. The clingy tail that had been stuck to Sian’s back obediently returned to the bed, sitting quietly and well-behaved.

Only then did Sian step into the bathroom with peace of mind.