Fate
Translated by boilpoil
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The three males are working together quite nicely, probably as their personalities are quite compatible with each other.
Zhou Luoluo is his usual talkative self, like he has a wind-up flapper for a mouth that never stops. Four-fifths of what he ends up spouting can be safely parsed and ignored. Zhou Xiaobao generally keeps to himself, but when his dear nephew is going on about some bullshit, he’d make this ‘I see’ look but is actually blanking out the whole time.
Cheng Zhaoci just casually dismisses all the noise, but occasionally would speak up to knock Zhou Luoluo’s fantasies down a peg.
For example, Zhou Luoluo is currently going on about how they could get a hundred or two panels done in a week, which merely makes Cheng Zhaoci want to shake his brain back in place. Is he trying to get them to sell their souls to Satan to finish that much?!
Meanwhile, for the shemale Lu Nianqian, he seems generally unaffected when the male has, inevitably, visited him less now. At least, much less affected compared to his wingman Lu Su.
“Ge! Look at you! Look at you! You let slip such a great opportunity! Oh, woe be unto the poor, young male whose heart you just trampled and shattered underfoot,” Lu Su makes an emphatic display of putting his hand on his chest, “oh, what a cold and cruel shemale you are!”
Lu Nianqian entertains the idea of giving the bastard a good pummelling, but decides words will do the trick, “what? Is the parliament finally dissolved for good? Why are you here right now?”
Lu Su sprawls himself on the sofa; contrasting starkly with his classy deep azure blazer and a lapel of a scale pinned to his upper chest – attesting to the fact that he is a member of parliament.
“It’s a recess! A holiday, my dear brother! You think I’m like one of them shemale soldiers who are on high alert 24/7? It’s not like there’s anything going on either.”
“Then fuck off and go walk yourself, or go visit dad for all I care,” Lu Nianqian retorts coldly, “you’re 37. Start acting like it.”
Lu Su is clearly used to being dissed by Lu Nianqian, merely standing up and making this dramatic sigh in front of him. Lu Nianqian is no longer responding to his teases, so, bored, he takes his leave.
Not to visit their dad, at least, who is all too obsessed and possessed to care about a little shemale kid like him. Dad always wanted to birth a male son, but too bad, up to their father’s death, dad has only ever had them, the two shemales.
And his older brother being as heartless as he is, Lu Su feels like a poor bok choy that cannot believe in love in the world anymore. He casts his gaze upwards at the sky, and forcefully sniffles.
“This one. My editor booked a seat here. It’s amazing!”
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Hm? A male’s voice? Lu Su quickly sheds his fictitious sadness to observe. Oh, a tall and amazingly handsome male is dragging two shemales with him for some… roasted meat restaurant?
Xiao Ji and He Huaijian’s monthly holiday is finally here, so Cheng Zhaoci has dragged them away to treat them to barbeque, as he has promised.
Zhou Luoluo and Zhou Xiaobao were also going to come, but when Zhou Xiaobao saw Xiao Ji’s rather ‘bad boy’ appearance, he quietly whispered to Cheng Zhaoci, “your older brother is really cool.”
It shocked Cheng Zhaoci into having Zhou Luoluo restrain Zhou Xiaobao and then quickly imparts onto them the many files of comic he has saved up, to get Zhou Xiaobao painting. He’s going to nope right out of letting Xiao Ji get in touch with males! They’re both minors! No early romances for brats!
Zhou Xiaobao – the quiet, meek and always soft-spoken little insectoid sure does astonish whenever he does speak. Though Cheng Zhaoci is quite certain that Zhou Xiaobao is more simply jealously admiring Xiao Ji’s physical body.
“Aren’t there too many shemales around?” He Huaijian is walking in front of Cheng Zhaoci with a reflexively defensive posture; all these shemales are looking at Cheng Zhaoci with a gaze that is getting on He Huaijian’s nerves. It feels like a billion predators have their eyes set on their precious younger brother.
“It’s fine. They won’t come over as long as you’re here. Males always get this treatment when they’re outside. You just have to get used to it,” Cheng Zhaoci defuses the situation, while dragging the two alert shemales inside.
Lu Su observed the whole charade, and rubs his chin. If he remembers correctly, this restaurant wouldn’t have male seating areas. Why would a male be going inside?
As for the two young shemales, Lu Su is certain they’re not in that kind of relationship. The body language and actions suggest more that they’re close brothers. Although their distinctly unlike appearances are suggesting otherwise.
Recalling their appearance brings Cheng Zhaoci’s appearance into focus. Specifically, the eyes, that reminds him a lot of his older brother. Actually, now that he imagined it, if he was actually walking alongside his older brother, they might look more like brothers than the two young shemales.
Lu Su, bored out of his mind and having nothing better to do, decides to follow into the store. He spots where he and his brothers have taken a seat immediately, and walks by completely nonchalantly.
If he needed to, he can always put up a front that makes him distant and unapproachable. Plus the parliament’s lapel and his suit, he doesn’t even arouse the two shemales’ alert when he takes a seat nearby the young male.
It seems they have judged that this member of parliament who doesn’t seem particularly concerned with the male must already be married with a xiongzhu, which takes him off everyone’s radar.
Though Lu Su definitely wasn’t expecting that his curiosity would have landed him jackpot! As he walked past their table once more to get to the bathroom, he was in full view of Cheng Zhaoci’s holodeck, which is currently displaying the sketches Cheng Zhaoci has done for his comic towards Xiao Ji.
They didn’t keep the holodeck from public sight since no one was daring to approach. Lu Su’s sharp eyes noted the name quite immediately – ‘BombInMyPants’?!
Oh dear, a simple meal and he runs right into the comic’s artist! What kind of fortuitous luck, he must say!
Ah, a godsend!
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