19 : comfortable

 Yin Luo's hand trembled slightly as he touched the car door, his light-colored pupils filled with surprise.

He hadn't expected the man to suddenly ask such a question, and subconsciously explained, "We didn't kiss."

"I drank alcohol, it was too strong."

Hearing this answer, Duan Muze's eyes became even more obscure. He leaned closer to Yin Luo, completely enveloping the boy's slender body. His originally slow and indifferent voice was now shrouded in gloom: "Wasn't the lesson from last time enough?"

Seeing Yin Luo's stunned expression, he continued, "Have you forgotten about being taken to the bar? There are a lot of bad people out there. They'll pretend to be friendly and offer you drinks."

"After you get drunk, they'll take you to a hotel room, or just find a random toilet stall."

"Then they'll do their thing to you."

Yin Luo pursed his lips, his eyes wide as he stared at the now unfamiliar man opposite him.

“That’s just the best-case scenario. If they spiked your drink, you’d be the one harassing them. Someone like you, if you just make a little move, they’ll keep bothering you.”

Duan Muze moved closer to Yin Luo’s face, his hot breath brushing against her fair, soft cheek, looking at the boy’s pale lips. “But if you bring a friend, these things probably won’t happen.”

After saying this, he sat back down, as if those sexually harassing words hadn’t come from him at all.

“Did you go drinking alone?”

After a moment, Yin Luo finally came to her senses, raising her voice. “Why are you making such a fuss? I didn’t go to a bar, I went to have dinner with my roommates, and I only drank a little bit.”

Hearing “roommates,” Duan Muze thought of the scene on the playground, and the atmosphere around him became even more tense.

Yin Luo thought he still didn’t believe her, and impatiently reached out, grabbing the man’s collar, and bringing her face close to his. “If you don’t believe me, smell it yourself!”

Duan Muze froze.

Yin Luo was very close, her fingers accidentally brushing against his Adam’s apple. They were different heights, so Yinluo had to look up at him, a posture that resembled a kiss.

But Duan Muze knew it wasn't.

The boy's face was too innocent, revealing everything without any defenses. Like a kitten exposing its vulnerable belly.

He didn't even know that the man in front of him wasn't a good person,

but a wild dog with an insatiable possessiveness and controlling nature.

A wild dog only has one master, but it also demands that its master have only it as a dog.

"Can you smell it?"

The boy's soft voice brought Duan Muze back to his senses, his gaze fixed on Yinluo's slightly parted lips.

As they opened and closed, a faint scent of wine mingled with the boy's natural fragrance.

"No." Duan Muze remained calm, pressing his slender fingers against Yinluo's lips, gently rubbing them. The lips became even redder, full and plump, as if juice would flow from them at the slightest touch.

And the boy's eyes immediately welled up with tears.

"I can't smell it, you need to open your mouth."

Yin Luo paused, then realized the other person wanted to smell his breath for alcohol. He slowly opened his mouth.

Under the car lights, his pearly white teeth and rosy tongue were fully exposed to Duan Muze's view. Almost instantly, the man smelled the moist fragrance emanating from the boy's tongue.

How could someone be so fragrant, so soft, and so clumsy?

Completely oblivious to the danger.

If he were kissed, would he obediently open his mouth like this?

Duan Muze steadied his breathing. After a moment, he lowered his fingers: "I smelled it, a little bit of alcohol."

Yin Luo then closed his mouth and released the man. He wanted to complain, but found his body acting strangely, especially after Duan Muze touched his mouth. He became... particularly eager to get closer to the other person.

The system appeared just in time: [Host, the effects of the desensitization drug have worn off.]

"..."

[You now desperately need someone to cuddle with.] "

..."

His body felt increasingly strange, and Yin Luo couldn't control himself. His eyes reddened with discomfort, and he glanced at Duan Muze, pursing his lips. The other noticed his gaze: "What's wrong?"

Yin Luo: "Did you drive here right after filming?"

Duan Muze: "Yeah."

After a moment, Yin Luo suddenly said, "Let me give you a massage."

Duan Muze paused, not expecting him to say that.

Seeing his tense face, Yin Luo assumed he'd been rejected: "You're so stingy! I've never given anyone a massage!"

He turned his face away, his lips drooping.

A while later.

Yin Luo felt his wrist being grabbed. He turned around and saw Duan Muze placing his hand on his head.

His hair was a little prickly.

But the touch made him feel much better, so he gently rubbed it.

System: [...]

Why does this feel like petting a dog?

Warm, slender fingers touched Duan Muze's skin, gradually relaxing his tense and tired nerves.

Men rarely let others get this close.

The boy, while massaging her, boasted, "You massaged me like this last time too, and I learned it in one go. Aren't you smart?"

Duan Muze's lips curled into a barely perceptible smile. "Yeah, smart."

[Affection +5!]

While getting close, she also gained affection. Yin Luo thought she was clever, and while massaging Duan Muze, she boldly rubbed her face and neck against his.

Duan Muze could feel Yin Luo's little movements, but pretended not to notice and casually asked, "How many people are in your dorm?"

"Four."

"They all play basketball?"

Yin Luo shook her head. "Only one person plays."

After

a while, Duan Muze asked, "Are you close to him?"

According to her character, Yin Luo was jealous of Lu Ran's many outstanding friends, so their relationship wasn't close. So Yin Luo said, "Who's close to him?"

Duan Muze didn't ask further.

Yin Luo became increasingly audacious, almost pressing her entire body against Duan Muze. Fortunately, the side effects of the allergy medication wore off quickly; after about five minutes, the strange sensation disappeared.

So he sat back down without a second thought: "It's getting late, I need to go back to my dorm."

Although still lingering on the boy's warmth, Duan Muze didn't insist he stay and drove him back to his dorm. On the way, when they passed a convenience store, Yin Luo suddenly wanted to stop.

Duan Muze thought he needed something, but when Yin Luo returned, he handed him a sandwich and a bottle of water.

"Do you want some?"

Duan Muze suddenly remembered that time at the hospital, when Yin Luo had also brought him food in the same way.

Although she never said anything of concern, she was always watching him.

In Duan Muze's more than twenty years of wild growth, Yinluo was the first person to have been so kind to him so many times.

He was about to take it when he heard a male voice—

"Yinluo? Not back in the dorm yet?"

Then, he saw a tall, handsome boy casually put his arm around Yinluo's shoulder.

—It was the one from the playground.

Duan

Muze's eyes darkened.

*

Yinluo didn't expect to run into Lu Ran here, so she asked the system: [Did Duan Muze and the third male lead meet so early?]

System: [There's no specific description in the text, only that the meeting place was at school.]

Yinluo said "Oh," and asked Lu Ran, "You're back so early?"

"They were all drunk and acting crazy, so I came back first. Besides, I was worried you'd be scared alone in the dorm."

Lu Ran casually put his arm around Yinluo's shoulder, his tone relaxed, but his eyes peered through the car window, scrutinizing the man in the car. As a man, he could tell at first glance—

this person in the car had feelings for Yinluo.

That's why he deliberately put his arm around her shoulder and said those things, to make his relationship with Yinluo seem closer in front of this person.

Yinluo struggled a couple of times, but seeing that she couldn't break free, she simply gave up.

Lu Ran pretended to be nonchalant: "Is this your uncle?"

Yinluo: "..."

Yinluo: [What expression is Duan Muze making right now?]

System: [I dare not look, sob sob.]

Yinluo also dared not look, after all, she was only 22 years old and had already been called uncle. Afraid of affecting his image, he immediately looked up at Lu Ran: "This is my friend."

"Oh—" Lu Ran trailed off, turning his gaze back to Yin Luo, "Are you going back to your dorm?"

Yin Luo: "Yes."

"I'm going back too, let's go together. It's so late, the alleys inside are hard to navigate, so let your friend go back first."

Lu Ran's words were perfectly tactful, and Yin Luo completely missed the implication that Duan Muze should leave quickly. He thought for a moment, then handed over the sandwich and water he was holding: "Then I'll go back with my roommate first."

Duan Muze nodded slightly, his cold face revealing no emotion.

Yin Luo followed Lu Ran towards the dorm. As they approached the dorm building, many couples were standing there embracing, some even kissing passionately.

Yin Luo felt awkward and quickened his pace.

Lu Ran, who hadn't spoken the whole way, suddenly spoke softly: "What does kissing feel like?"

Yin Luo paused.

He stopped, as if he hadn't reacted yet: "...What?"

Lu Ran looked down at him, his tall shadow blocking the light: "You've kissed before, haven't you? I'm curious, what does it feel like?"

Yin Luo pursed his lips.

Actually, he had kissed someone once, but it was against a wall and he was forced to kiss them. He

hadn't even seen the other person's face.

He didn't want to recall it, but Lu Ran kept pestering him: "You're just a friend, tell me, don't be so stingy, I just want to know. What if I don't know how to kiss in the future and people laugh at me?" His

breath warmed, and Yin Luo had no choice but to whisper: "It's uncomfortable."

Lu Ran was stunned, his throat dry: "...How is it uncomfortable?"

Yin Luo's face was burning, his brows furrowed: "My mouth is sore, anyway... it's uncomfortable." After

a moment.

"Then you definitely don't like him." In the darkness, Lu Ran's voice was much hoarse, "If it were kissing someone you like, it would definitely feel amazing"

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