21 : Trying to seduce me

 He originally wanted to ask Yinluo, but then remembered that the other person was also a virgin, and asking would only make him angry later. So, he propped his head up with one hand and sent a message to Zhao Xinyan with the other: [Ask a question.]

Zhao Xinyan: [?]

Lu Ran: [How do men do things between each other?]

Zhao Xinyan: [? ??? ?]

Zhao Xinyan: [Gay? ???]

Zhao Xinyan: [But with your roommate looking like that, it's understandable that he's gay.]

Lu Ran: "..."

He got straight to the point: [So much nonsense, just tell me directly.]

Zhao Xinyan: [Damn!]

Zhao Xinyan: [To be honest, I don't really want to see your roommate being ruthlessly violated by you.]

Lu Ran couldn't help but raise

an eyebrow: [Am I that much of a beast?] He sent another message: [Just curious.]

Zhao Xinyan finally stopped talking nonsense: [I was going to send you some videos, but it's too troublesome. I'll just send a picture, simple and intuitive.]

A moment later.

Vibration sound.

Zhao Xinyan posted a GIF, but the cover image didn't reveal what it was.

The moment Lu Ran clicked on the GIF, he nearly crushed his phone.

*

Yin Luo took a few bites, noticing the person next to her hadn't touched their chopsticks, so she turned to him: "You were urging me on so enthusiastically earlier, and now you're just playing on your phone? Hurry up and eat."

Lu Ran's breathing became erratic, and

he took a deep breath: "...Oh." Something seemed off about him, so Yin Luo glanced at him: "Are you very hot? Your face is all red."

Lu Ran paused, his voice unconsciously rising: "Really? No."

Yin Luo found it even stranger, but without thinking much of it, she reached out to touch his forehead: "You seem to have a fever." Then, realizing she was being a bit out of character, she quickly added: "What's the use of being so strong? Your body is so weak."

[Bullying Value +2!]

[Host is awesome!]

The boy's fingers were cool and soft; the touch was undoubtedly torture for Lu Ran. Yet, he couldn't bear to move away.

"I'm perfectly healthy, and I'm quite strong," Lu Ran coughed. "Let's eat."

Yin Luo let go of his hand when he returned to normal.

Lu Ran, meanwhile, chewed his food listlessly, his gaze shifting to Yin Luo's stomach. The

GIF Zhao Xinyan had just posted had completely shattered his worldview!

...

Could a stomach really bulge like that?

Not believing it was one thing, but imagining it was another.

Yin Luo was so thin; it would probably bulge quite a bit.

Lu Ran's gaze moved inch by inch upwards along the boy's lower abdomen, stopping at a certain spot.

If it were him, he would probably be around there.

System: [Host, the third male lead is staring at you; this is a good opportunity to increase your bullying points!]

Receiving the system's reminder, Yin Luo put down his chopsticks. Sure enough, when he turned his head, he saw Lu Ran staring at his stomach. He immediately looked away when he was caught.

He thought the other was mocking him and was a little angry: "I may not have abs, but I don't have a stomach either! Eating a meal won't make it bulge."

Lu Ran's eyelids twitched incessantly.

When it swells up... and then you press it down... what will happen?

Seeing his tense and silent face, Yinlu felt she had almost gotten her revenge. Just as she was about to turn around, he suddenly stood up again.

Yinlu: "..."

Why is he so jumpy?

"I'm not feeling well, I'm going to lie down for a while." After Lu Ran threw out these words, he quickly got into bed.

Wasn't he just putting on a brave face?

Considering that Lu Ran had been quite caring these past few days, Yinlu also showed some concern: "Hey, if you're still feeling unwell, just tell me."

"It's nothing." Lu Ran's voice came from under the covers, deep and muffled.

Yinlu didn't say anything more, and complained to the system: [His health is so bad, how can he be so weak?]

*

This weekend, Yinlu was going home, and her mother had the driver pick her up at the school gate in advance. As soon as she arrived home, before Yinlu even entered the door, she called out sweetly, "Dad, Mom, your lovely Yinyin is back."

"You're back!"

Yinlu's mother's voice came from the sofa. Yinlu went straight in that direction after entering, only to find—

besides her parents, there was another person in the living room.

Shang Chengnin was dressed differently today than usual, more casually, and his hair was unstyled, hanging down between his eyebrows, making him look several years younger. He pushed up his glasses and smiled, saying, "Long time no see, lovely Yinyin."

He emphasized the last part of his sentence.

Yinluo's face instantly flushed pink, and she stood there blankly.

"Why didn't you even say hello? Little Shang has been waiting for you for almost an hour!" Yinluo's mother stood up and pushed Yinluo to

the seat next to Shang Chengnin. "Sit down."

Only after being pushed down did Yinluo belatedly remember that Shang Chengnin had indeed sent him a few messages last night, but he was too sleepy at the time and didn't read them carefully, replying with a random emoji before going back to sleep.

System: [Host, the emoji you replied with was a kiss.] Yin

Luo: "..."

"I came here to visit you and Uncle." Shang Chengning's tone was sincere, and he looked exceptionally composed. "But seeing Yin Luo, my mood is indeed different from before."

The man was always highly regarded among the elders, and this time he brought generous gifts. Yin's mother was naturally very happy and pulled Yin's father, who was examining the antique vase that Shang Chengning had brought, away: "You young people chat, we'll go to the kitchen."

After the two left, it became quiet. Yin Luo pursed his lips, not knowing what to say.

Shang Chengning leaned over and looked at him: "So happy to see Uncle? You can't even speak."

"..." Yin Luo's lips drooped. "Yes, Uncle."

[Bullying value +2!]

This can increase bullying value? Yin Luo decided to call him that more often in the future.

Seeing that his brows and eyes were not as tense as before, Shang Chengning continued: "Does everyone in your family call you Yin Yin?"

Yin Luo hummed in agreement.

"You call yourself that too?"

"...!"

Looking at the boy whose ears were completely red, Shang Chengnin's lips curled into a barely perceptible smile: "Then can I call you that? It feels too formal to always call you by your name." He

had a feeling that even if he refused, the man would still call him that, after all, Li Feiran was a good example, so he nodded.

He then looked Shang Chengnin up and down: "Why are you dressed differently today than usual?"

Shang Chengnin put the teacup back down and slightly lifted his eyelids: "I was afraid you would call me uncle."

"You told me to call him yourself." Yin Luo was about to speak when he heard Shang Chengning lower his voice, "Your parents are watching us."

Yin Luo: "..."

He glanced back at the kitchen, and his parents immediately turned their backs, pretending nothing had happened.

Having finally seen Shang Chengning, Yin Luo was determined to get some points for bullying him, but he couldn't do such a thing in front of his parents, so he stood up, "Mom, can I take him upstairs to talk?"

The old couple thought Yin Luo thought they were being nosy, "Go ahead, we'll call you for dinner later."

Yin Luo

led Shang Chengning upstairs. He walked ahead, wanting to remind the other that his room was a bit small, but as soon as he stopped, his back bumped into a solid chest.

"Why are you so close? We won't get lost..." he complained softly, his skin quickly turning red from the bump.

"Sorry." Shang Chengning said this, but didn't back down. He leaned down and stared at Yin Luo, the longing he had been suppressing welling up inside him.

For nearly thirty years, he had lived a rigid and conventional life, praised by his elders and envied by his peers, treating everyone with the same polite yet distant attitude.

There was nothing wrong with this kind of life, Shang Chengnin had always thought so. Until he met Yinluo, he realized what this life lacked—

a vibrant vitality.

From the first moment he saw Yinluo, he discovered this strange and captivating quality in those light-colored eyes.

After that, the man would occasionally recall the boy's face and feel an urge to meet him again.

He wanted to honestly tell her these feelings.

"I haven't finished answering your question yet,"

Yinluo's eyes were still misty. "What question?"

"I dressed like this because I didn't want you to call me 'uncle'," Shang Chengnin's gaze was frank and direct as he looked at Yinluo's face, "because I wanted the possibility of developing other opportunities with you."

Yinluo didn't understand complicated language, so naturally, she didn't grasp the meaning behind the man's words.

Even though he was confessing his feelings.

Soon, Shang Chengning looked away and took out a small box from somewhere: "This is for you."

After the box was opened, Yin Luo saw what was inside—a bracelet. He paused, then realized that all those messages were just to give him the bracelet.

He wanted to refuse, saying, "I'm not a girl, why would I wear a bracelet?" But considering the effort it took for someone to specially pick out a gift from abroad, he didn't say it aloud.

But he still had to find fault.

Yin Luo took the box: "The one you bought is so ugly, wasn't it supposed to be rose-—" He stopped halfway through his sentence.

The bracelet looked plain, but upon closer inspection, one could see intricate rose patterns.

[System, this necklace isn't cheap, is it?]

After hearing the price quoted by the system, Yin Luo felt a little embarrassed.

The old man was so generous; he felt too embarrassed to complain.

As soon as Shang Chengning entered the room, he smelled a faint fragrance

—

the same scent as Yin Luo.

Yin Luo placed the bracelet box on the table and turned around. He didn't feel anything when he lived alone, but after Shang Chengning came in, he found the room a bit cramped: "Do you think my room is small?"

"It is a little."

Yin Luo: "..."

Yin Luo reacted quickly this time: "What's the use of having such a big room? You still sleep alone, don't you?"

[Bullying value +5! Keep up the good work, host~]

Shang Chengning's expression paused slightly, but he quickly recovered. Looking at the smug little expression on the boy's face, he chuckled: "Not only is the room small, but your things seem to be as small as you."

He meant it was cute, but Yin Luo heard it as a provocation: "So what if it's small?"

He then casually pointed under the table: "I can crawl in, can you?"

Shang Chengning looked at the table with interest: "I definitely can't."

Yin Luo snorted, "I used to crawl into places like this when I was little, and my mom couldn't find me even if she wanted to hit me."

Shang Chengning chuckled: "Oh?" He

then looked Yin Luo up and down: "But you've grown taller now, so you probably can't fit in anymore."

Yin Luo: [He's been provoking me all day, and I actually quite liked the rose bracelet he gave me.] Yin

Luo pushed Shang Chengning away with his arm. The man took a half step back, watching the boy's slender body bend down: "I can get in now."

Yin Luo was indeed very small, managing to squeeze himself completely into the desk drawer. Then he raised an eyebrow at Shang Chengning smugly: "How about that? Pretty impressive, right?"

Shang Chengning took two steps forward, his gaze falling on Yin Luo's knees: "It seems you're not completely in yet."

"That's because I didn't move back." Yin Luo really didn't want to move back, because the dust inside hadn't been completely cleaned, and he was a little disgusted, so he had to shrink himself down. "Now? You can't see clearly from that far away, come sit on the chair and watch."

The boy didn't know how he looked in the man's eyes at this moment.

Because of the bumps and friction, the corners of his eyes were red.

When he looked up, his whole face was very small, innocent yet alluring.

Shang Chengning sat down on the chair, leaned over, and gave a faint "hmm," his tone unreadable.

[Bullying Value +10!] "Host, you've proven yourself with your strength (*▽*)】

You've gained quite a bit in a short time, and Yin Luo was quite happy, so he relaxed his hands and feet, ready to come out. But as soon as he moved, his arm bumped into Shang Chengning's leather shoes.

The cold texture made him shiver.

He looked up and found that the man was sitting in the chair directly in front of him, his legs crossed, showing no intention of letting him out.

Even if Yin Luo was slow to notice, he could tell that Shang Chengning's emotions were different from before.

A little unfamiliar, and a little frightening.

In the moment of hesitation, the man opposite him suddenly chuckled softly.

Yin Luo's scalp began to tingle.

"It's a good thing it's you. If it were someone else, I would have thought you were trying to seduce me."

Yin Luo was stunned: "...What?"

"You seem to be a little unaware of what it means to crawl under a table in front of a man." Behind the gold-rimmed glasses were deep and unfamiliar eyes. Shang Chengning leaned closer, his voice becoming deep, "Want to hear it?"

His cold breath was already hitting Yin Luo's ears, leaving him no choice but to listen.

Next, he heard some truly vulgar words uttered slowly and deliberately from the mouth of a seemingly composed and gentlemanly man.

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