07

 W-what?

Song Yu's eyes widened.

Perhaps it was too unbelievable, his soft voice was slightly dissatisfied: [Why didn't you say so earlier?]

009 tolerated the host's little temper: [Sorry, this task just refreshed.]

[Time limit: before 11 pm tonight. You will receive 2000 points after completion. Failure to complete will affect the progress of the subsequent plot.]

Song Yu: "..."

Perhaps he was furious, his focus also went astray: [How can this kind of task only give 2000 points?!]

009: [Maybe the protagonist's first kiss is not worth much.]

Song Yu: "..."

This sentence seemed a little familiar.

The task came so suddenly, Song Yu's brain was about to explode, but he had already completed it to this extent, and he did not want to give up.

Tan Yue next to him saw that he was deep in thought and stopped: "What's wrong?"

Song Yu was now very sensitive to Tan Yue's voice, and his shoulders trembled slightly. He bit his lower lip, looked at the other party, and smiled at him first.

Tan Yue was stunned.

"Your smile is so beautiful..." Seeing his girlfriend smile so sweetly at him, the male college student's heart was pounding so hard it felt like it would burst out of his chest. He turned his face away, took a deep breath, and tried to suppress his inner turmoil.

A few seconds later, his clothes were suddenly gently tugged.

Tan Yue turned around and saw a fair hand shaking his clothes; the fingers were slender, the nails neat and clean, with a slight pink tinge.

Even her hands were so beautiful...

He didn't know what he was thinking, his mouth went dry, and he swallowed hard before trying to sound calm: "What's wrong?"

Song Yu held out her phone.

There was a significant height difference between them, and Tan Yue bent down slightly to see her typing in their WeChat chat window.

【Where are we going later?】

Tan Yue had planned to shop around the mall for a while after the movie and then go home. After all, it wasn't good for a girl to stay out too late; he didn't want her to think he was the kind of person who deliberately dragged out time to go to a hotel as soon as they met.

He was about to say, "I'll take you home after we shop around for a bit," when he accidentally glanced at the nickname Song Yu had given him:

—"Husband."

She's already calling him "husband," she must like him terribly and want to spend more time with him.

Sending her back directly would be a downer.

Tan Yue couldn't suppress his smile and changed his mind, saying, "How about we take a walk around the school?"

Song Yu's eyes lit up.

For a mission like "taking away her first kiss," he needed a secluded place. The first thing that popped into his mind was a hotel, but he quickly dismissed it.

He couldn't possibly take her to a hotel on their first meeting; Tan Yue was a respectable person and would scare him away.

But shopping malls were full of surveillance cameras, and he couldn't think of any suitable place for a kiss.

Tan Yue's words reminded him—the grove of trees on campus was perfect.

*

Summer vacation had just begun, and there were still quite a few students at S University doing summer research or staying to prepare for graduate school entrance exams. The school paths were quite crowded.

Song Yu's goal was clear.

Guided by 009, he headed straight for the grove of trees.

But Tan Yue interrupted him halfway, asking if he wanted to take a walk around the track.

"..."

Song Yu nodded.

The moonlight veiled the running track in a white mist. There weren't many people on the track, just a few students who had come specifically to exercise and a few couples.

Tan Yue used to find walking back and forth on the track incredibly boring, but now that Song Yu was beside him, the feeling was completely different.

A delicate floral fragrance drifted on the breeze, and his girlfriend, who looked like a fairy, wore the dress he had given her. Her face was porcelain white, her features exquisite.

And her lips… that perfect cupid's bow, perfectly rounded.

He wondered what it would feel like to bite into them.

Probably something like jelly.

On their first meeting, Tan Yue didn't say much, and the two simply walked around the track.

Twenty minutes passed in this way. Reaching the exit, Song Yu sensed that Tan Yue was about to walk another lap, and her nose began to sweat with impatience.

Noticing that the person beside her had stopped, Tan Yue also stopped, thinking Song Yu was tired: "Want to rest for a bit?"

But Song Yu shook her head,

looking as if she wanted to say something but couldn't.

Tan Yue's patience at this moment surpassed his total patience over the previous eighteen years. Afraid of him frowning, he cautiously probed, "Hungry?"

Song Yu pursed his lips, looking at the innocent male college student. Thinking about what he was about to do, his cheeks flushed with guilt.

He was about to do something bad.

Don't blame me.

The handsome young man in the black dress, after looking up at him with a distracting gaze, lowered his head again to type something on his phone.

Tan Yue took a deep breath as he waited. After

about half a minute, Song Yu grabbed the boy and awkwardly handed him his phone.

He quickly felt Tan Yue's shoulders stiffen, and his previously friendly expression changed.

...Is he angry?

Song Yu nervously licked his dry lips, feeling he might fail.

[009, the other person seems startled by me.]

However, the next second, the answer wasn't 009's mechanical voice.

"Are you sure you want to go?" Tan Yue's voice was already hoarse.

Song Yu looked up, the two very close. Tan Yue's deep features took on a mixed-race look in the moonlight.

The emotions flowing in his eyes seemed to draw one in.

Song Yu felt a chill run down his spine from being stared at, and dared not look directly at him again. He subconsciously bit his lower lip, sucking the soft flesh until it turned a deep red.

Otherwise, he might as well steal a kiss here when the other wasn't looking.

Song Yu hesitated for a long time, then suddenly heard a voice above him: "Let's go."

Song Yu: "?"

The next moment, he felt his hand being taken by Tan Yue. The other didn't look at him, his expression was even stiffer than before, and his tone sounded unnatural.

Was he angry or not?

Song Yu's mind couldn't process it, and he was led by Tan Yue to a secluded corner of the school.

There was no one around, and even the streetlights were dimmer than in other places.

It was indeed a good opportunity for a reunion.

"I heard it from my roommate, I've never been here before."

Tan Yue didn't expect Song Yu to ask him if he knew the way to the grove, and the more he thought about it, the more agitated he became.

Everyone knows what the grove of trees on campus is.

Song Yu even asked that question on purpose.

She's really bold.

"On our first meeting, you're already thinking of doing something to him?"

Tan Yue's throat felt like it was on fire.

He'd never been to a place like this before, but as a man, he should take the initiative.

But he had no experience, and he hadn't expected things to get this far so quickly; he hadn't prepared at all.

"You—" Tan Yue turned around, only managing to utter one syllable before falling silent.

He saw Song Yu stand on tiptoe, his fingers resting on his shoulders, that pure white, beautiful face, like a porcelain doll, slowly drawing closer.

The fragrance made Tan Yue's eyelids twitch.

His whole body stiffened, and he could only hear his own heart pounding. "

The protagonist is too much…" Song Yu complained inwardly.

Closer and closer, the other's body stiffened, his face even more so. Song Yu knew he was definitely angry. He steeled himself, gritted his teeth, and pressed his lips to his.

The soft touch was like touching cotton candy.

Tan Yue's pupils contracted sharply, his spine gradually going numb.

Soft.

Fragrant.

Besides these, his mind was completely blank.

Compared to Tan Yue, Song Yu had some kissing experience, but he wasn't very good at it and didn't want to go too far and make the other person resent him, so he simply brushed it off.

Two seconds after their lips parted, the voice of "Mission accomplished" rang out at the opportune moment.

Song Yu breathed a soft sigh of relief.

Perhaps the force of his kiss was too strong, as his lips felt uncomfortable from the impact, so he stuck out his soft pink tongue and licked them.

The man opposite him was so aroused by his unconscious action that he stopped breathing, his temples throbbing.

Song Yu didn't dare to look at Tan Yue's expression.

Before the other person could react, he turned to run away, but his wrist was grabbed.

Tan Yue cornered him.

The man's heart rate was fast, causing his chest to heave violently, and his breathing was so heavy that it could be heard.

Song Yu was scared, but the other person was tall, completely blocking him, and seemed ready to settle scores.

Normally, Song Yu would have chickened out long ago, and might have apologized immediately after the kiss. But now he couldn't speak.

So his eyes were forced to turn red and wet.

"Kiss and run." Tan Yue's voice was low and husky, and if you listened carefully, you could hear a slight panting. His gaze was fixed on Song Yu's face.

That face was even more captivating in the moonlight.

The corners of his eyes were upturned, but his expression was dull.

He was stunned, as if he hadn't just done these things.

Tan Yue was completely bewitched, and whispered in Song Yu's ear, "How can there be such a good thing?"

...

Tan Yue had no experience with kissing, relying entirely on instinct.

Instinctively, he invaded the other person, biting and kissing.

Like a wild beast with explosive power, he did whatever made him feel good.

At this moment, Song Yu's lips were like an endless jelly in his eyes. He couldn't understand how someone could be so perfect?

​​Such big eyes, so beautiful.

Even his saliva smelled sweet.

The male college student was having the time of his life. Poor Song Yu, his mouth was sore but he didn't dare to speak. Occasionally, the other person would lose control and go too deep, and he would only groan a couple of times when he couldn't take it anymore.

His fingers pressed against the tall shoulder of the person opposite him, trying to rest for a moment and catch his breath.

However, he had only opened his mouth to breathe for two seconds when he was silenced by a fierce kiss.

*

When he was led to the car, Song Yu was still dizzy.

S University wasn't far from his home, and Tan Yue quickly took him to the door.

"We're here. Which building do you live in?"

Tan Yue's voice was still hoarse. He was wearing a large coat, open, which slightly covered some parts of his body.

Song Yu's hands and feet were weak, and he was too lazy to type, so he just shook his head.

Tan Yue stared at him.

His face looked terrible now. The corners of his eyes were red and wet, and his eyelashes were wet and stuck together.

His lips were much larger, shiny, and plump in the center of his upper lip.

His fair cheeks were also reddened by Tan Yue's nose.

Like a rose in full bloom, it would flow with juice if you crushed it with your hand.

Tan Yue's breathing became uncontrollable.

Coming to his senses, he looked away: "Don't you want me to take you?"

"..." He nodded.

"The lights aren't on inside, and you'll be alone—" Seeing Song Yu's obvious displeasure, Tan Yue immediately compromised, "Okay, then text me when you get home."

Only then did Song Yu unbuckle his seatbelt and get out of the car.

That slender figure gradually disappeared from sight after entering the residential area. Tan Yue didn't leave immediately. Sitting in the driver's seat, his expression was dazed, and his Adam's apple bobbed twice at the end.

Clearly, he was savoring something.

*

It was already eleven o'clock when Song Yu got home, and there weren't many people on the road.

He endured the soreness and numbness in his mouth, took off his wig, washed up, changed into a comfortable set of pajamas, and then wrapped himself in the blanket.

Perhaps because Tan Yue had kissed him for too long, he was very tired and fell asleep in no time.

Just as he was about to close his eyes, his phone vibrated twice beside his pillow.

Song Yu's face was half-buried in the pillow as he struggled to find his phone.

He opened it—

Tan Yue: [Are you home yet?]

Only then did Song Yu realize that he hadn't reported his itinerary to Tan Yue.

After sending "Arrived," he was about to put down his phone when a message popped up in the chat: 【Didn't perform well today.】

Song Yu was stunned: "?"

Tan Yue: 【Next time you'll be better.】

Tan Yue: 【I have a strong learning ability.】

Song Yu was slow to react for a while before realizing the other person was talking about… kissing.

His eyes were almost closed, ignoring the ambiguous messages, he replied perfunctorily: 【I'm so sleepy, I have to sleep.】

Soon, Tan Yue sent a goodnight message.

The phone slipped from his pale palm, and Song Yu fell completely asleep.

About five minutes later, the screen lit up again.

Tan Yue had only sent two words:

【Baby.】

*

When Song Yu woke up the next day, he stared at the last message Tan Yue had sent and sighed silently.

Calling her "baby"... the other person really treated her like a girl and wanted to have a serious relationship.

But the more she invested emotionally, the angrier she would get when she discovered she had been deceived.

She liked girls, but was tricked into kissing a boy.

Song Yu imagined Tan Yue's angry face—so tall, with muscular hands… he must be quite strong when he hits someone.

Putting those thoughts aside, he slowly folded his blankets and got up to wash.

Even in the short time he was out washing up, Tan Yue's messages kept coming in, like a schedule update. The two chatted aimlessly when suddenly the other sent a message: 【That was my first kiss last night.】

【I dreamt about you.】

Song Yu: “…”

He pretended not to see those two sentences and continued the previous topic, but the other didn't respond, instead saying he smelled so good, his mouth so sweet and soft.

Even through the screen, Song Yu's cheeks burned from those words. He quickly sent a few emojis and scrolled away.

In the following days, Tan Yue sent many messages; sometimes his phone would flash incessantly even when he was at work with his pocket.

The intern following behind him saw this and laughed, “Brother Song, your boyfriend is so clingy.”

Song Yu mumbled a vague “Mmm.”

The more Tan Yue took this online romance, the more afraid Song Yu became.

Besides, the other party had bought him a lot of dresses.

Song Yu didn't even open them, planning to return them all at once after the other party had a falling out with him.

Soon, the two arranged to meet for the second time.

Tan Yue was a local, not far from S University, and naturally not far from his apartment complex, so he said he would drive to the entrance of the complex to pick him up.

The sun was still hot at five in the afternoon, and Song Yu was too lazy to go out and take a taxi, so he agreed.

Today, he was wearing a white princess dress that Tan Yue had given him a couple of days ago, which went all the way to his ankles, with lace embroidery on the neckline and sleeves.

It could shield him from the sun.

When they arrived at the entrance,

Song Yu looked around and quickly spotted Tan Yue sitting in the car.

The other party seemed to have changed to a lighter-colored car, which was why he hadn't found him at first.

When Tan Yue saw him arrive, he got out of the car and opened the door for him.

The two had arranged to eat Japanese food today.

The Japanese restaurant was a bit out of the way. After getting into the car, Song Yu started thinking about his mission.

This mission was simpler than the last one: to make Tan Yue discover that he was a boy.

Song Yu had already decided that he would make sure the other party could hear his voice.

It was easy to see through him, but he didn't know when he would let the other person see through him.

009: [After you finish this Japanese meal.]

"..." 009 had also become mischievous.

About an hour later, the two arrived at a nicely decorated Japanese restaurant.

Song Yu hadn't been to a place like this in a long time. He felt quite embarrassed thinking about how he had lied to the other person and gotten a free meal, so he didn't order much. However, Tan Yue ordered a lot, almost everything he wanted to eat was on the menu.

After they finished eating, they planned to go back to the city's shopping mall to do some shopping. Song Yu glanced out the window. They were currently driving on an unfamiliar, deserted road. There was no one around, only two rows of tall trees blocking the sunlight.

He should wait until they got home before talking.

If they talked here, Tan Yue might throw him out in a fit of anger, and he wouldn't even be able to hail a taxi.

There might not even be a signal.

Just then, the car suddenly stopped.

Song Yu was stunned, thinking something had happened, and glanced at Tan Yue. But the other person's tightly furrowed brows made him break out in a cold sweat for no reason.

"You're a man." Tan Yue's voice was devoid of any warmth.

Song Yu's thin shoulders trembled.

How...how could it be so fast...?

Having roughly guessed what he was thinking, Tan Yue continued coldly, "You have an Adam's apple."

"You covered it up the first time, I didn't notice."

He'd been caught.

Song Yu could feel the low pressure in the car and immediately cowered, "I...I'm sorry..."

The boy's tone was soft, but it was clearly a boy's voice.

Tan Yue's face stiffened even more.

Actually, Song Yu's Adam's apple was very small, but when he noticed it, he didn't dare to be certain. The other party had just confessed so directly.

He stared straight at Song Yu's face: "Why did you lie to me?"

"Did you play me? Or did you agree with your friends to laugh at me?"

"Seeing me so infatuated with a guy, having those kinds of dreams every night, you're probably laughing at me in your heart."

His tone grew colder with each sentence, and Song Yu's voice trembled with fear: "I...I didn't laugh at you, I didn't play you..."

"I'm sorry..."

The boy's voice sounded like he was about to cry. It

was sticky and whiny, clearly begging for mercy, yet incredibly sweet.

Tan Yue's handsome face remained terrifyingly gloomy, the air pressure in the car so low that Song Yu's teeth chattered uncontrollably. Finally, after what seemed like an eternity, the other man suddenly asked, "How do you want to play this time?"

Song Yu stared blankly at him, seemingly not understanding the meaning of the question.

Tan Yue's throat itched under his gaze. Perhaps realizing his reaction was abnormal, his expression stiffened further, a smirk playing on his lips, adding a hint of roguishness he rarely displayed: "Last time you wanted to kiss me the moment we met, what are you going to do this time? In the car?"

Then, he chuckled teasingly, "This car isn't big, you'll have to fold your legs in half, can you handle that?"

Song Yu's eyelashes trembled, finally realizing what the other man meant by "play."

His scalp tingled, his cheeks burned, and he didn't know what to say, so he could only shrink back in his seat in silence.

A few seconds later, the seat beneath him suddenly reclined, and Song Yu cried out softly in fright. His voice was short and soft, with a barely audible sob.

Tan Yue's fingers twitched, then he unbuckled his seatbelt and leaned closer.

The scorching breath hit the soft flesh of the boy's cheeks, quickly turning the skin pink.

"Speak,"

Song Yu's eyelashes trembled as if on some kind of switch, his voice pitiful despite being the one deceiving him: "Tan... Tan Yue... don't do this."

The moment the boy called his name, Tan Yue's heart skipped a beat. He sat back down, staring at Song Yu's half-profile, his dark eyes lost in thought.

Song Yu felt incredibly insecure in his reclining position and couldn't defend himself.

Even though his strength was negligible compared to Tan Yue's.

"Tan Yue..."

He felt terrible and could only call out softly.

Song Yu was good at playing the victim.

Like now, even after deceiving someone so thoroughly, the other person still adjusted their seat back when they saw his pitiful state.

But forgiveness was another matter.

Song Yu was so nervous he could hardly breathe, only able to gasp for air with his lips parted.

His pink tongue inadvertently peeked out.

He didn't notice that Tan Yue's gaze was fixed on him, and he was only thinking about how to apologize so that the other party could calm down.

Before he could figure out what was going on, a voice came from beside him: "What number am I?"

Song Yu was taken aback, his voice soft and low, with a clear hint of flattery: "...What?"

"What number am I?" Tan Yue ground his back teeth in annoyance. "Did you let them kiss you when you met them?"

Song Yu didn't know why the other person was asking these questions... but he subconsciously felt that if he didn't answer properly, Tan Yue might do something.

He didn't hesitate any longer: "The first one..."

"I haven't hooked anyone else."

But kissing... Song Yu didn't answer the last question.

The air conditioning in the car dissipated a little.

But Tan Yue's expression wasn't exactly good either. Soon, he stepped on the gas and turned the car around.

Song Yu stared ahead, watching the fleeting shadows of trees and breathed a sigh of relief.

The other person must be satisfied with his answer and was going to just drop him off at an intersection and never see him again.

A pretty good ending.

Although Tan Yue had said a lot of strange things in between.

Song Yu's tense nerves slowly relaxed, the cold sweat on his back slowly cooled, and his hands and feet went weak.

However, the car stopped in less than ten minutes.

Song Yu looked out the window and his eyes widened when he saw they had stopped in front of a hotel.

Tan Yue opened his car door as soon as he got out.

Song Yu's eyes widened in horror.

Tan Yue bent down, his upper body leaning forward, and as he helped the boy in the white dress unbuckle his seatbelt, he caught a glimpse of the boy's trembling eyelashes.

Thick and curled.

Like little brushes.

He looked away, straightened Song Yu's dress, and his fingers accidentally brushed against the soft flesh of the boy's calf.

Song Yu's mind went blank, and he was led out of the car like that.

*

With a "bang,"

the hotel room door slammed shut.

The dim light cast the man's tall figure onto the white sheets.

Song Yu stood stiffly in the corner, his back to the wall, his eyes downcast, his lips tightly pressed together.

He felt the other man walking towards him.

He wanted to back away, but his back pressed against the cold wall.

Then, his chin was pinched by slightly hot fingers and forced up.

Tan Yue's eyes were dark and deep, his gaze fixed intently on

Song Yu. He meticulously scanned Song Yu's features, inch by inch.

Could a boy really be this beautiful?

After a moment, he released her, handing her the bag.

Song Yu stared blankly at him.

"Take off your skirt."

Tan Yue's mood seemed less bad. Song Yu

's fingers trembled slightly as she took the bag into the bathroom.

Inside was a tracksuit, a large size, probably Tan Yue's clothes. Song Yu quickly took off her skirt.

Just as she pulled the top out of her pocket, a figure suddenly appeared through the frosted glass doorway. Through

the door, Tan Yue's voice was low and muffled: "Have you ever booked a hotel room with another man?"

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