16 : Smell his clothes

 [Bullying Value +5!!!]

[Host, it seems that shifting the blame to others can increase it by a lot!]

Yin Luo sighed helplessly: [System, don't be so ignorant.]

System: "..."

Such a small amount of bullying value is completely not worth it.

Yin Luo had mentally prepared himself before bumping into Lu Ran, but who knew that the other party would not dodge or flinch, and his chest was so hard.

He looked down and touched his arm, it hurt a lot, it was probably already red, and there might be a bruise the next day. Thinking of this, he looked up and looked at the other party with dissatisfaction, completely showing the unreasonable and shameless temperament of a villain: "Why are you so tall and have so many muscles?"

"It hurts so much..."

Lu Ran paused.

Saying that he was tall and had muscles.

It was a compliment.

His heart felt like it had been lightly scratched, light and airy, Lu Ran's expression became uncomfortable, he looked away, scratched his hair haphazardly, and finally squeezed out a sentence: "I was wrong."

Yin Luo was a little confused: "?"

Li Xun and Zhang Chu were also very surprised. They witnessed Yin Luo bump into Lu Ran, and instead of apologizing, he shifted the blame to the other person.

Yet Lu Ran actually apologized.

Puzzled, they turned their gaze to Yin Luo's face.

The boy's eyes were large, still misty from the pain, even the corners were red.

He looked dazed, and with his pink earlobes, he looked pitiful.

Having lived in the same dorm for two years, Li Xun and Zhang Chu were used to being ignored, and their impression of Yin Luo was always that of an arrogant and rude young master. They had never seen such an expression on Yin Luo's face before.

So, upon seeing him, they couldn't look away.

While admiring Yin Luo's handsome face, they mentally tried to excuse him.

This pampered young master, who disliked physical contact, certainly wouldn't have intentionally bumped into Lu Ran.

It must have been an accident.

Anyone would be angry if hurt, let alone someone so delicate.

Lu Ran's apology was perfectly reasonable.

Unbeknownst to Yin Luo, his two roommates had already silently sided with him. Seeing that Lu Ran had taken the initiative to admit his mistake, he was too embarrassed to continue acting like a brat. He

said gruffly, "Get out of the way," and left the dormitory.

Lu Ran stood there without moving. After a moment, he strode quickly into

the bathroom .

The sound of water came from the bathroom.

The remaining two, seeing that Lu Ran hadn't come out, couldn't help but wonder, "Why is he taking so long to shower in broad daylight..."

*

Weekend.

After finishing all his makeup exams, Yinluo went straight from the classroom to the stadium without even catching his breath.

There was still half an hour before the basketball game started, and he thought he had plenty of time, but when he arrived at the playground, the seats were already packed with people. Some were even standing in the back rows.

In the center of the playground was a group of boys wearing basketball uniforms. The boys on the basketball team were generally tall, but even in such a tall group, Lu Ran was still very conspicuous.

System: [Lu Ran is, after all, the campus heartthrob of Wuda University. Most of the boys and girls who came to watch the game today came for him. It's about splashing water on him in such a crowded place to make him feel embarrassed. The more people who see it, the greater the bullying value.] Yin

Luo grasped the key point: "Are there guys coming to see him?"

System: "Yes, but Lu Ran won't pay attention. He's portrayed as straight in the book."

Yin Luo winked slyly: "System, I think I've found a shortcut to get extra points."

System: "(xueke)?"

Yin Luo: "I'm going to pretend to be gay and deliberately stick close to him to disgust him."

The system applauded its little host.

There were too many people around, and they were practically crammed together. Plus, after the match, he had to bring water to Lu Ran, so it was inevitable that he would come into contact with people. Although reluctant, Yin Luo still exchanged a bottle of allergy medication with the system. Anyway,

he would go back to his dorm after the mission, so he didn't need to worry about the aftereffects.

The medication took effect quickly, and Yin Luo nimbly made his way through the crowd. He didn't notice the inquisitive or amazed expressions of the people around him; his attention was focused on finding a seat.

Half a minute later, he finally found a corner seat—it was in the front row, but off-center from the center of the court, and many people wouldn't sit there even if they were standing in the back.

Yin Luo didn't complain. After sitting down, he took out his phone from his bag.

There were quite a few unread messages on WeChat.

As soon as Yin Luo opened WeChat, the system exclaimed "Wow!"

Yin Luo: "System, are you feeling unwell?"

System: "No, host, I'm just surprised that the target has proactively sent you messages! Great!"

Yin Luo gave a faint "Mmm" and scrolled down the messages.

Duan Muze and Shang Chengnin had both sent him messages. Li Feiran had sent more than a dozen.

After pondering for a few seconds, Yin Luo decided to reply to Duan Muze first—not because he had a better relationship with Duan Muze. In his eyes, the importance of these people depended on how easy it was to gain points.

Li Feiran was a friend of his, so there was no bullying value. He only needed to maintain a simple persona, so he would usually just give a perfunctory reply when Li Feiran sent WeChat messages or called, and never chat.

Shang Chengnin was currently on a business trip abroad, so there was a time difference, and it might take several hours to reply to WeChat messages, so he wouldn't gain much bullying value.

Only Duan Muze's favorability rating was steadily increasing, albeit very slowly.

Yin Luo noticed that the favorability rating seemed to increase faster when meeting him in person.

It seemed he didn't believe in online dating.

Recently, his makeup exams were over, so he wasn't as busy. Plus, the system said Duan Muze had just finished filming today, so Yin Luo was thinking about how to ask him out.

He opened his chat window with Duan Muze, who had sent him a message ten minutes earlier: 【Finished makeup exams?】

Yin Luo had mentioned this to him and had even used the excuse of having questions to chat with him several times. He replied: 【Yeah.】

Duan Muze's message came quickly: 【What are you planning to do?】

Yin Luo: 【Watching my roommate's basketball game right now.】

He waited a minute, but there was no reply.

Yin Luo became impatient.

【Why aren't you replying? Is it because I haven't sent you any photos lately?】

After sending it, Yin Luo felt uneasy.

Such an arrogant tone did fit his villainous persona, but the other person was, after all, his target, and the favorability rating might drop. So he deleted it and edited it again: "I'll be home in a few days and take some photos."

After sending it, he took off his coat, pulled down the collar, took a selfie, and sent it.

"I'll be wearing less than this."

"Do you want to see it?"

The other party still didn't reply.

Yinluo stared at his phone, looking at the messages he had just sent. A wave of heat belatedly washed over his face, even his typing fingers turned pink.

Suddenly, someone tapped him on the shoulder from behind.

Yinluo turned to see a handsome young man.

The man was smiling, looking very friendly. His gaze fell on Yinluo's pink earlobes: "You like basketball too? Did you watch the game the other day?"

Yinluo was overwhelmed by the man's enthusiasm and only answered softly, "I don't really know much about it, I came to watch my roommate's game."

The man continued smiling: "You can't seem to see the game from your seat."

Yinluo hummed in agreement.

He thought the man wouldn't talk anymore and was about to turn around when the man asked again, "Want to move to the middle seats? I was sitting there, but my friend is leaving, so there will be two extra seats."

Yinluo declined, saying, "No, thank you."

The man had noticed this well-behaved and handsome boy in the corner a long time ago, and he felt it wouldn't be easy to run into him again, so he insisted, "The view from there is great—"

"He said he's not going, didn't you hear him?"

A cold, displeased voice came from beside him, and Yinluo turned back.

Lu Ran?

When did he get here?

Yin Luo looked up for a few seconds, when suddenly he threw his coat over her head. Then, with a sour face, he said to the boy who had approached her, "Aren't you leaving?"

Lu Ran's expression was murderous, and he looked extremely possessive. The boy probably guessed their relationship and left dejectedly.

After he left, Lu Ran squatted down opposite Yin Luo.

Even squatting down, he was still a head taller than Yin Luo, so she could only look up at him.

Looking at him at such close range, Yin Luo noticed that Lu Ran had thin eyelids, and when his face was expressionless, he had a cold demeanor, the kind that strangers wouldn't dare to approach easily.

He pursed his lips, his tone less arrogant than usual: "Why did you come over?"

Lu Ran's face was still sour, but slightly milder than before: "If I hadn't come over, would I have watched you get bullied?"

Yin Luo was puzzled: "No one's bullying me."

"Of course you can't tell." There were people around, and Lu Ran was afraid of being overheard, so he stood very close to Yin Luo, lowering his voice, his lips almost touching the boy's ear, "He looks like he has bad intentions." "

His eyes are always staring at your waist and face, he's probably thinking about dirty things. You're not on guard at all, wearing so little, and looking at him with that expression." So

beautiful.

Yin Luo didn't understand what Lu Ran was saying, but he felt his breath was so hot, occasionally hitting his ear.

It was itchy and uncomfortable.

He turned his head slightly, returned the clothes in his hand, and frowned: "You're so annoying, the competition is about to start."

Lu Ran didn't reach out to take it, but stood up and said: "Put these on, it's cold here without the sun."

[Looks like Lu Ran also dislikes me,

making me wear such thick clothes even though it's so hot.]

System notification: [Host, you can complain about his clothes.] Yin

Luo: [Tongtong, you're so smart.]

The competition time was almost up, and Lu Ran was about to go back when he saw Yin Luo lower his head and gently sniff his clothes.

Yin Luo.

Smelling his clothes.

Lu Ran's heart skipped a beat, his Adam's apple bobbed involuntarily, and his voice was hoarse: "...What are you doing?"

Lu Ran's clothes didn't smell bad; instead, they had a cool fragrance. Yin Luo blinked and changed her approach to picking a fight: "Why did you buy such poor-quality clothes? I just touched them, and my lips hurt."

Lu Ran was a professional model and usually paid great attention to his appearance. He would definitely get angry if his clothes were said to be of poor quality.

Sure enough, the system immediately responded: [Bullying value +5.]

However, Yin Luo didn't know that when he said "my lips hurt," Lu Ran's gaze had already been fixed on him.

The boy's lips were naturally red. His cupid's bow was small and located in the middle, seemingly prone to swelling. A kiss would make it two or three times larger.

After swelling, he would then rub it with his fingers.

It would flow like the petals of a gaudy rose, releasing its juices.

A moment later, Lu Ran, suppressing the heat, turned and left.

Yin Luo, watching Lu Ran's tall but somewhat disheveled figure in the distance, was surprised: [It seems he's really angry; his expression is terrible.]

System: [(#^.^#)]

The whistle quickly sounded—

at that moment, Yin Luo's phone vibrated in his palm.

Opening it, he saw a message from Duan Muze:

[Where's the match?] !

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