Crossdressing To Survive An Apocalypse

"I'm Peng Qui. You can call me Peng Peng," the young guy whispered with a shy smile.

Qian smirked at this. He was on the way out of the office after teasing Fan Xui when he saw this assault. He instantly ran to help. It turns out the drunk guy was Fan's beloved crush.

His eyes then turned towards the little guy in a shiny black crop top. He was juggling Yue with a strained look on his face. 'He's cute... but what is Fan's crush doing with him?' he glanced at Zou Yue and then at him. "You guys dating?"

"No, no, NO! Never! He is a kid I saw growing up." he chuckled lightly whist jostling Yue in his hold. "Goodness, how much did you drink,"

Zou Yue giggled and mumbled something.

"Is he too heavy do you want me to hold him?" Qian offered kindly.

Peng Peng became quite defensive at this offer. His hand tightly held Yue's waist. "You are not into him or anything, right?"

"no...." Qian shook his head. 'If Fan gets to hear that, he will definitely burst out in anger. Why should I be after my friend's crush?'

"Then okay," he happily handed Yue over to him.

Qian Wen pulled his arms over his shoulders and kept him balanced on his feet. This guy was surprisingly heavy. He gripped his waist and stand him up steady.

Unknowingly, this action pulled Yue' shirt up a bit.

Peng Peng vigilantly watched his hands.

"I'm not going to do anything to your friend. Chill," Qian pulled down Yue's shirt and adjusted his clothes.

"No, it's just... in our field, things are bound to get risky. So I am used to keeping an eye on him," Peng Peng guiltily whispered.

"oh.. You are a great friend then," Qian impression on him increased exponentially. 'this guy is a good one. Maybe that why Zou Yue survived in his felid so long without being tainted,'

"I guess so," Peng Peng shyly whispered.

The cab he had booked in stopped in front of them right then. "This is us,"

"Let me," Qian placed Yue gently into the back seat of the cab. "Can you get to your place safely? Do you need me to come?" he worriedly looked at the cab driver and then at Yue. If anything happened to Fan's beloved, he will definitely have his head.

"I think its better I come along," he decidedly hopped into the front seat.

"yes...." Peng Peng smiled and got in the back seat. Yue's legs were over his lap and his head was hanging on the sides. "Jeez you are such a troublesome drunk,"

"Does he always drink so much?" Qian glanced back with a slight frown. Fan Xui is not a Fan of drunkards. 'Wonder what he will think when he finds out his beloved is drunk to the brim,'

'Wait a minute, why don't I text my dear friend Fan,' he pulled out his phone and swiftly texted. ['your beloved is drunk on the back of the car with a cute stranger,']

'He will reply when he sees it later,' he plugged his phone into his small pocket. But all of a sudden, it vibrated.

'he is calling me? What a response,'

He picked the call with a dubious smirk.

"Where, who, and why? Tell me now!" Fan said sternly.

"Whoa buddy, calm down," he whispered, taking a look behind him. "I can't talk right now. I'll send you a text," he cut the call and typed the message out swiftly. ['Yue is with his friend and they are going home.']

['Oh I'll go near his house and check on him then,']

['Jeez, look how fast you responded to that message.'] He scoffed lightly. ['Why can't you do that on a regular basis?']

There was no reply after that.

['Hello Fan darling?']

[Are you going to leave me hanging?]

[So cruel boohoooo ~8~]

"Is everything okay," Peng Peng leaned forward in the gap of the seat and peered at him.

"no... my friend is being cold-hearted." He whimpered.

"so... do you have a boyfriend?" Peng Peng smiled at him.

Qian Wen blinked at this sudden question. "I don't. What makes you think I'm interested in men?"

"My instincts tell me so." He raised a brow at him.

Qian chuckled. "I don't have a boyfriend... do you?"

"Nope, you free this Friday, let's have dinner,"

His cheeks heated up all of a sudden. He scratched his head awkwardly and glanced into his smiling eyes. "Yeah... that sounds nice,"

"It's a date then," Peng Peng leaned back with a slight giggle.

"Yeah... a date..." Qian Wen's lips rose up in a wide smirk. He swiftly messaged Fan Xui.

[Fan ah I am dating your crush's friend? When are you going to ask him out? You are too old school and slow. Look how I asked mine out in just my first meeting,]

[Shut up, don't make me beat you up] was the only reply he got.

[You ruffian. How could you be so mean to your only friend?]

After that, he did not get any reply at all.

Soon the cab came to a stop in front of some random house. Peng Peng jumped out and dragged Yue out.

Qian ran back to help him out.

Right then, the door opened. "Peng Peng, That's my son right?" a middle age woman whispered, wiping her eyes. "Gosh, I told him to drink responsibly. If his dad finds out, he is going to shout angrily." She came out and helped as well.

"It's okay, aunty, he drank only three shots. Never knew that he was such a lightweight, though," he mumbled, patting Yue's cheeks.

He deliriously giggled. "Fan..."

"Fan? Hey brat I am Peng Peng, you forgot my name after drinking, huh?"

"no... Fan," Yue giggled, pointed to something in the corner. A figure walked out from the dark. "Fan Xui~~" he stumbled to him and hugged him tight. "Smells so good.."

Fan Xui froze. 'oh my god.... oh my goddd...'

Suddenly, Yue puked all over his suit.

"Shit..." Qian handed him a tissue.

Fan Xui gently picked Yue up carefully in his arms. "Aunty, can you lead me inside? I'll leave him in his room."

He used a petty reason to enter Yue's house again. Somehow, he felt a small sense of accomplishment from this.