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 Song Yu seemed frightened, his expression somewhat dull, until Bo Ran Cen leaned closer, and he immediately retreated in fright.

The little prey, his eyes were filled with mist, so frightened that he forgot to make any expression.

But it was this dazed look that made the men unable to look away.

Even a superior like Bo Ran Cen was no exception.

The mature and handsome older man was like a young boy in the throes of passionate love, constantly sniffing the boy's fair neck.

It smelled very good, and this special scent made him addicted.

"Bo Ran Cen... don't do this." Song Yu felt his whole body enveloped in the cold woody scent. The man looked noble and indifferent, but his breath was frighteningly hot. His earlobes felt like they were burning, and he could only tremble and bite his lower lip.

"Afraid of me?" Bo Rancen stopped very close to the boy, his tone unconsciously tinged with jealousy. "You protected Gu Zeshu even after how he treated you, why are you afraid of me?"

He stared at Song Yu's reddened eyes, finally sitting up straight: "I won't do anything inappropriate to you."

The boy immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

Although he promised not to do anything inappropriate, jealousy still lingered in his chest. Seeing that Song Yu didn't speak first, Bo Rancen asked him question by question: "Is Gu Zeshu your online boyfriend?"

"..." He nodded.

"How many times have you been to a hotel?"

"...Twice."

In front of this man with such a powerful aura, Song Yu was very reserved, answering questions cautiously.

"Is he your first love?"

"Yes..."

The other didn't speak again.

Song Yu's mind went blank; his flushed cheeks made his mouth dry, so he licked his lips. Just as he thought Bo Rancen wouldn't ask any more questions and was about to continue driving, another voice suddenly rang in his ear—

"Where have we gotten to?"

"..."

Song Yu subconsciously felt that if he told the truth, Bo Rancen would be very unhappy.

There was a high chance that, like what he had just said, Bo Rancen would pull him onto his lap.

Song Yu lowered his eyes.

This ambiguous attitude made Bo Rancen narrow his eyes slightly. He impatiently unbuttoned the top two buttons of his shirt, pressed his ear to Song Yu's, and his lips parted.

The man's deep voice rang out, and the boy's face flushed red. He then pursed his lips, his expression showing a hint of shame, but finally nodded helplessly.

Finally, Bo Rancen said in a low, husky voice, "You're really good at holding back."

Song Yu shrank his shoulders, afraid that he would ask those questions again, and immediately said, "I have nothing to do with him anymore."

In order to get home as soon as possible, he said, "I like mature men now."

Bo Rancen's eyelids twitched at the flirtation.

His breathing became heavier.

He didn't expect that someone his age would still be moved by such obviously flattering words.

He wasn't oblivious to what Song Yu meant.

But even if he understood, it didn't mean he was unhappy.

Bo Rancen's lips curled slightly, and he didn't say anything more, restarting the engine.

*

It wasn't dark yet when they arrived at the apartment building. Bo Rancen drove Song Yu home.

He didn't go inside, but said before leaving, "I'll come see you again tomorrow."

Song Yu could only tell him to leave quickly, so he obediently hummed in agreement. After he left, he closed the door, and his tense body finally relaxed. He quickly changed into his pajamas and collapsed onto the bed, exhausted.

009 suddenly spoke: [Host, the protagonist seems to think he has a great chance.]

Song Yu buried his face in the pillow, feeling guilty: [I didn't mean to say that.]

That area was in the suburbs; if he didn't coax him properly, the man might really do something.

009: [Host, I know. I just thought you were smart enough to get home safely.]

Song Yu was rarely praised for his intelligence, and felt a little smug. However, he quickly became worried again: "[009, it seems I've made the protagonist (uke) turn evil.]" 009

checked, and Gu Zeshu's evil value was still quite high.

Song Yu helplessly wrapped himself in the blanket.

The plot had clearly reached the point where the protagonists met and the seme was attracted to each other. But the seme seemed to be pursuing him, and the uke had turned evil because he had abandoned him

… It seemed like the plot had deviated again.

Thinking of something, Song Yu immediately asked: "[Where's the progress bar?]"

009: "[Don't worry, host, it hasn't regressed. The uke's career path is currently very successful. As long as the progress bar doesn't regress, we don't need to worry too much.]" "

[Even though the plots of the previous few worlds deviated, you still successfully reclaimed the small worlds.]"

Reassured by 009, the heavy weight on Song Yu's heart slowly lifted. "

[The next mission will refresh in half a month. You can take this time to rest.]"

Song Yu nodded.

He was a little tired, ignoring the WeChat messages that kept coming in, and went to bed after washing up.

*

Sure enough, Bo Rancen arrived as promised the next day.

Song Yu received a call, opened the door, and was stunned to see the man standing outside.

Bo Rancen wasn't wearing a suit today, but a gray casual outfit, his hair casually falling over his forehead.

Looking at it this way, the uncle and nephew did resemble each other.

Suddenly, his cheek was pinched, and Song Yu winced in pain, looking up at Bo Rancen.

"Who were you thinking about just now?" The man was perceptive and easily noticed the boy's absent-mindedness. "Thinking about other men is my problem."

Song Yu turned his head away, reminding him to let go: "...It hurts."

Bo Rancen barely used any force, but when he released his hand, he found finger marks on his fair skin.

Delicate.

He can't even handle this much force; he'll probably cry at the slightest kiss in the future.

Bo Rancen pulled himself together and went inside.

Upon discovering that Song Yu had oversized men's slippers in his home, his eyes darkened. "Gu Zeshu came to your house?"

Why bring up Gu Zeshu again?

When Song Yu's gaze fell on the dark blue slippers, he immediately understood why the other man asked that. He answered truthfully, "Bo Chi bought these." He

added, "They're disposable; they'll be thrown away after use."

Song Yu said this because he was afraid Bo Rancen wouldn't want to wear slippers that someone else had worn, but the sentence gave the impression of using a man and then discarding him.

Bo Rancen's face stiffened slightly, and he silently changed his shoes.

The man had sent a message that morning, saying he came to the house to help install surveillance cameras.

Thinking of the corrupted Gu Zeshu, Song Yu also felt that installing surveillance cameras was necessary. Bo Rancen brought several cameras; he could have easily delegated these to his subordinates, but for some reason, he wanted to do them for Song Yu himself.

Song Yu's living room wasn't large, so Bo Rancen installed one in the living room, one in the kitchen, and one at the front door, and most of the day passed by like that.

In the following days, Bo Rancen would bring lunch over, just to have Song Yu eat with him, without saying anything strange.

Apart from the plot deviating from its original direction, Song Yu actually found this lazy life... quite comfortable.

【009, I think I'm going to fall into depravity.】

【Host, occasional rest isn't considered depravity. But I must remind you—】

Song Yu: 【Hmm?】

009: 【Gong Er is downstairs in the apartment complex.】

Song Yu: "?"

He hurriedly got out of bed, not even wearing socks or shoes; his rounded toes looked even whiter on the wooden floor. He

had been living too comfortably these past few days, and Song Yu had forgotten what he had talked about with Bo Chi.

He opened the chat box—

Bo Chi: 【Still at home?】

Bo Chi: [Not coming back?] Bo

Chi: [Then I'll come find you, send me your address.]

The message was sent two days ago. Song Yu had already returned by then, but Bo Rancen would message him from time to time, so he said he would stay for two more days.

Then Bo Rancen sent another message: [Then I'll go water those flowers on the balcony, and you'll cry if they dry out.]

[Such a spoiled brat.]

Song Yu only saw the words "cry" and "such a spoiled brat" at the time, and was very unhappy, so he didn't reply, but didn't notice the first half of the sentence.

Now Bo Chi is coming over, and Bo Rancen is still in the kitchen making dinner!

Bo Chi has his apartment password, and will come directly into the house. Song Yu's toes curled up awkwardly just thinking about the scene of the two of them staring at each other.

He immediately called Bo Chi, and the other party answered quickly: "Hello."

Song Yu first obediently called out: "Brother Chi."

"You still remember that there is such a thing as Brother Chi." Bo Chi's tone was sour, and he sounded a little aggrieved.

"Brother Chi... I'm back."

The boy's voice was clearly ingratiating, instantly dispelling the pent-up frustration Bo Chi had been feeling for the past few days. He coughed. "Then I'll come find you. What do you want to eat?"

"Hmm... the duck neck place near the entrance." Song Yu suddenly became clever and chose the one with the longest queue.

Bo Chi: "Okay."

After hanging up, Song Yu immediately left the room and pulled Bo Rancen out of the kitchen. He couldn't think of a suitable reason for the moment, so he just urged Bo Rancen to leave quickly.

His voice was relatively calm, but his small face was clearly flustered and helpless.

Bo Rancen raised his eyelids: "Is another man coming?"

Song Yu paused, subconsciously biting his lip, standing there unsure of what to say.

He looked pitiful. Bo

Rancen's heart softened.

However, he didn't forget to take this opportunity to get some interest.

The man approached Song Yu and said a few words. Song Yu was taken aback at first, then lowered his eyelids, his tone somewhat helpless: "What do you want in return?"

Bo Rancen: "I haven't thought about it yet, you can owe me for now."

After dawdling for five or six minutes, Song Yu was so anxious that a fine layer of sweat appeared on his nose, so he had no choice but to agree.

Seeing Song Yu nod, Bo Rancen slowly put away his apron, walked to the entryway, and glanced at the newly set dining table.

What a pity.

For the first time, Song Yu actively helped Bo Rancen with his shoes and coat, almost offering to help himself. Bo Rancen watched him bustling around: "I'm even less willing to leave when you do this."

Song Yu looked at him, puzzled.

"You're like my little wife."

"..."

Song Yu slumped, dissatisfied with the address, but didn't want to waste time. As a result, despite his haste, Bo Rancen hadn't even changed into his slippers when the doorbell rang!

"Ding"—Song

Yu's eyes widened, his soft white pajamas making him look like a startled rabbit.

How did he get here so quickly!

After a two-second pause, he grabbed Bo Rancen's arm and led him towards the bedroom.

Bo Rancen, however, remained completely unfazed, even joking at a time like this: "So I'm not your husband, I'm your lover."

"...!"

Song Yu turned around, his expression puffed out in anger.

Opening the bedroom door, he pushed the man inside: "Don't come out yet!"

Bo Rancen was surprisingly understanding this time.

He reminded Song Yu: "Don't forget, you owe me one."

*

After opening the door, Song Yu looked at Bo Chi standing outside, his expression a little nervous.

Bo Chi stared at the boy's rosy face, suppressing the urge to hug him, his voice light and cheerful: "Just got back?"

Song Yu absentmindedly hummed in agreement, then asked: "Did you buy the duck neck?"

"Little glutton." Bo Chi handed him the bag in his hand, "You only know how to ask about the duck neck, you don't even ask about me?"

Why so fast today?

Song Yu smelled a fragrance, took the bag, and obediently complimented him, "Brother Chi, you seem to have become more handsome."

The aloof and cool guy had heard plenty of such flattery before, but Song Yu's words were like a love potion, making his ears blush suspiciously.

He stubbornly replied, "When isn't your Brother Chi handsome?" "

..."

Song Yu thought for a moment, "I just finished watering the flowers, no need to trouble you."

Bo Chi said "Oh," "Then let's watch a movie together."

It seemed he was determined to come in.

Song Yu had no choice but to have someone change his shoes. As soon as Bo Chi entered the house, he smelled a fragrance and glanced at the dining room.

There were two steaks on the table, along with a few roses, which looked like they had been carefully arranged. Did

Song Yu make this especially for him?

Bo Chi's heart was pounding, and he couldn't suppress the smile on his face.

"Brother Chi, there don't seem to be any good movies lately," Song Yu said slowly, "Otherwise—"

"It's okay, let's eat first."

Song Yu: "?"

He had been very nervous since earlier, and only now did he see the two dinners prepared on the table.

Song Yu's voice sounded unnatural: "I'm not hungry right now."

"Then wait a bit."

Bo Chi's intuition told him something was wrong.

He didn't say anything more, but walked around the room a few times, finally discovering some clues.

There were over a dozen extra pairs of disposable slippers in the shoe cabinet, the apron hanging on the chair was a size too big, the flowers on the balcony hadn't been watered, and the steak on the dining table was the brand Bo Rancen often bought.

And then

there was Song Yu, who had been following him closely, her ears flushed.

Bo Chi's face darkened as he walked towards the bedroom.

"Chi-Brother Chi!" Song Yu immediately grabbed his arm. "The bedroom's a mess. What do you need? I'll get it for you."

Her panicked state practically screamed "guilt."

Even hiding someone was obvious.

Bo Chi desperately wished Song Yu were a liar.

His expression was somber: "I'm sleepy, I want to sleep."

Song Yu pursed her lips, unable to find a reason to refuse.

She couldn't very well say she'd help him sleep.

The bedroom door was slowly pushed open, and Song Yu cautiously peered inside. Only after confirming there was no one there did she let out a quiet sigh of relief.

Of course, she didn't know that Bo Chi had seen all her subtle expressions.

The man looked around the room.

When wild beasts patrol their territory, they can always smell other males and drive them away.

Bo Chi's gaze finally landed on the wardrobe beside the bed.

He walked over with a cold face, and his hand was suddenly entwined by warm, soft fingers.

"Brother Chi..."

Even the voice sounded like a cotton candy.

Humans have more emotions and thoughts than wild beasts, and also more wicked intentions. Therefore, Bo Chi had no intention of exposing him on the spot.

Moreover, even if he did, Bo Rancen would only enjoy his gloomy expression like an old fox.

"Chi... um—" Song Yu was suddenly picked up and pressed against the wardrobe.

The wood swayed slightly, making a dull sound.

"I ran an errand for you, how are you going to thank me?" Bo Chi leaned in, trapping Song Yu in a narrow space.

Their breaths mingled, and behind them, through the door, could be the sound of another man's breathing.

Song Yu's expression was a little dull, his face was extremely innocent, but the corners of his eyes seemed to have hooks, making one unable to resist being captivated by them.

A few seconds later, he seemed to react, slowly asking, "How much?"

"Money won't do," Bo Chi's tone turned harsh. "How about—you kiss me?"

Song Yu's eyes widened.

"What are you afraid of? It's not like we haven't kissed before."

"We've even touched tongues."

Song Yu's shoulders trembled.

That time was clearly...

He was already slow to react, and with Bo Rancen in the room, he felt both uneasy and ashamed, making his reaction even slower.

So, before he could say anything, the bad man in front of him kissed him on the cheek.

A loud "pop."

Song Yu: "..."

Bo Rancen heard it.

Song Yu's cheeks burned, his mind went blank. Bo Chi took his hand: "Let's go, let's eat the candlelight dinner you prepared for me."

*

Song Yu ate the dinner Bo Rancen prepared with Bo Chi with unease.

Bo Chi even took the dishes to the kitchen to wash.

Song Yu sat alone on the sofa, blankly asking 009: [Is Bo Rancen still in the closet?]

009: [Yes.] "

It's been over an hour, aren't you going to suffocate? "

009: "No, not at all."

Song Yu bit his lip, looking somewhat embarrassed and annoyed: "It seems I've messed up the plot again."

009: "The progress bar hasn't rewound."

Song Yu didn't speak, his cheeks looking a little puffed up.

He seemed angry, but it was unclear who he was angry at.

The next moment, the little furball snuggled into Song Yu's arms.

"Host, is the steak delicious?"

Song Yu didn't hesitate: "Yes."

That's good.

009 rolled around in his hand a few times.

Fortunately, Bo Chi didn't linger after finishing his tidying up. Before leaving, he left a message like, "I was tricked by a bad man."

After he left, Song Yu immediately ran to the bedroom.

No one was in the bedroom; he was obviously still hiding in the closet.

Thinking about how such a tall person had been huddled in the closet for over an hour, Song Yu felt his legs ache and immediately said, "Bo Rancen, he's gone."

Quietly.

Song Yu was surprised. Was he not in the closet anymore?

He walked over, and as soon as he opened the wardrobe, he was pulled inside.

The man was very strong, and Song Yu, caught off guard, fell directly onto the clothes. He didn't know if it was the hanging hem of the clothes brushing against his face, or Bo Rancen's breath, but his cheeks were ticklish.

The two of them squeezed into one wardrobe, basically filling the entire space.

Song Yu was a little dizzy from being pulled, and before he could speak, Bo Rancen suddenly said, "Where's that sailor uniform?"

Wh-what?

"The one you wore when we first met." Bo Rancen grabbed his waist, adjusting him to a comfortable position. "Why can't you find it?"

Song Yu's cheeks quickly burned, and thinking of that unpleasant past, he felt both ashamed and annoyed. "I threw it away a long time ago. Why are you looking for that one?"

"Thrown away?" Bo Rancen sighed softly. "It's a bit of a shame."

"..."

This time, Song Yu had no sympathy for him at all. He kicked and struggled to get out of the wardrobe, and Bo Rancen followed.

The man was tall and had long legs, and after being cooped up inside for almost two hours, he was naturally uncomfortable. After coming out, he rubbed his shoulders.

Upon seeing this, Song Yu felt guilty again. He took out his phone and transferred money to Bo Rancen.

Bo Rancen, seeing the transfer, teased him deliberately, "You get paid to be a lover?"

Song Yu: "?"

He was just trying to annoy him!

"But—" Bo Rancen changed the subject, "You let Bo Chi kiss you?"

Song Yu paused, pretending not to hear, "This is for your dinner. Are you hungry? I know you are, go eat, don't waste any more time."

Bo Rancen knew the boy was changing the subject, but… he was too cute, he didn't want to argue.

Before leaving the bedroom, he turned around, bent down slightly, his nose almost touching Song Yu's.

"I forgot to tell you."

Song Yu slightly raised his face, their noses brushing together.

The man's eyes held a smile.

"You look really beautiful in your sailor uniform."

*

After successfully seeing the uncle and nephew off, Song Yu collapsed onto the bed, exhausted.

He realized that dealing with men seemed more tiring than completing tasks.

And one after another, he simply couldn't keep up.

He hoped the world wouldn't be like this in the future.

Song Yu closed his eyes, preparing to rest for a while.

Of course, he didn't know that despite his efforts, he hadn't changed the outcome of the uncle and nephew's meeting.

Downstairs, two equally tall men stared at each other. They didn't speak, but a single glance was enough for them to understand each other's thoughts

—neither would willingly back down.

*

After that day, Song Yu enjoyed a period of considerable leisure.

Bo Rancen was going abroad on a business trip for a week, and due to the time difference, he could only send messages occasionally; Bo Chi was busy with something and hadn't messaged him recently; Gu Zeshu was busy with his career, and Song Yu was carrying the progress bar alone.

It had slowly risen to 70%.

Moreover, Gu Zeshu not only returned all the "kept man" fees but also gave him an extra sum.

Song Yu was puzzled: [Does he want to take care of me instead?] 009

: ...

009: [Host, just consider it interest.]

The other party transferred the money directly, and Song Yu didn't know what they meant, so he pretended not to see it.

This peaceful period didn't last long before Bo Chi called him, saying he wanted to come over for lunch.

According to his character, Song Yu couldn't refuse.

About twenty minutes later, the other party arrived.

Song Yu opened the door, and Bo Chi was standing at the door, carrying food in one hand and a package in the other.

"I just ran into the deliveryman downstairs and signed for it." Bo Chi didn't even look at the package message and handed it over. "What did you buy?"

Song Yu shook his head: "I haven't bought anything recently."

Bo Chi frowned and took the package back: "Sent by a stranger?"

Song Yu thought of Gu Zeshu.

The last time they met, the other party said—"Don't even think about abandoning him."

Song Yu was a little nervous and subconsciously leaned closer to Bo Chi. Bo Chi was distracted by the other's dependence: "Let me help you open it."

"Thank you, Brother Chi." Song Yu took the food bag, put it on the table, and handed over the delivery knife.

"It feels like clothes. Not the disgusting kind—"

Bo Chi stopped mid-sentence.

Inside was a sailor uniform.

The colors were mainly white and pink, with a pink bow at the collar.

It made him look exceptionally young.

Song Yu was stunned.

009: [Host, this is what Bo Rancen bought for you.]

009 had just finished speaking when Song Yu's phone vibrated several times.

He nervously opened it—

Bo Rancen: [Did you receive the package?]

Bo Rancen: [Put it on and send it to me.] Bo Rancen

: [You still owe me one.]

Song Yu's cheeks immediately flushed pink.

"Did you encounter a pervert?" Bo Chi said disdainfully, but the image of Song Yu wearing his uniform uncontrollably surfaced in his mind.

"N-no, I forgot... I bought it myself!" Song Yu could only say this to avoid making things more complicated.

Bo Chi's eyelids twitched violently.

He lowered his head and silently unpacked the sailor uniform.

Song Yu's eyes widened.

He hadn't expected that this time... it was a dress.

Thinking about what he had just said, he felt so ashamed he wanted to disappear into the ground. Bo Chi,

however, showed no reaction.

He didn't seem to mind him wearing a skirt at all, and instead handed him the sailor uniform: "Try it on." Song Yu froze: "...Wh-what?" "Just in case it's too big, you can exchange it." "Hmm..." Song Yu's fingers turned pink with embarrassment as he slowly took the clothes. The next moment, Bo Chi opened a small bag, his slender fingers pulling out a pair of slightly sheer white stockings: "This should be a set." "Try this on too."

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