29 : Tooth marks

 Raindrops fell on the car roof, and gradually, water stains appeared on the windows.

After Yin Luo finished speaking, everything around him became quiet. His eyes were wide with tension, his light-colored pupils misted over, and his eyelashes were wet, making him look incredibly soft.

Even if Shang Chengning were a beast, he wouldn't be able to bring himself to harm Yin Luo like this. But being suspected like this, he still had to explain: "I'm perfectly healthy."

Seeing that Shang Chengning wasn't angry, Yin Luo dropped his pitiful look and snorted softly, "Everyone thinks they're healthy."

After he finished speaking, the system didn't make a sound, and the bullying value didn't increase.

What's going on?

He's so disgusted with him! What man could sit still after someone says he's no good?

The system weakly said: [Perhaps the president has strong self-control and won't take these things to heart.]

Is that so?

Yin Luo decided to hang around in front of Shang Chengning more often and say more similarly vicious things.

Sooner or later, he'll get angry.

The lingering tingling sensation on her neck remained. Yin Luo sniffed, pulled open her collar, trying to avoid the clothes touching her skin, but it was still uncomfortable.

Shang Chengnin saw the small tooth mark.

He had been jealous and quite angry, thinking he would bite Yin Luo hard, even kiss her until she couldn't breathe, and wouldn't let her go even if she cried.

That way she would learn her lesson.

But when he actually touched that soft skin, his heart softened, and he couldn't bear to bite Yin Luo hard, only gently nibbling with his teeth, which quickly turned into licking.

"Does it hurt?" Shang Chengnin's fingers, which were originally about to open the car door, changed direction. He took a wet wipe from the drawer in front of the seat, unfolded it, and handed it to Yin Luo. "It's cold, it'll feel better."

Now he's starting to play the good guy? Yin Luo took the wet wipe and looked in the rearview mirror. Sure enough, that small patch had turned red.

He frowned, applying a wet wipe to relieve the indescribable itching and pain. His small face, no bigger than a palm, glared at the man, scolding him fiercely, "Why did you bite me again?"

His tone was almost like a child's whining. Shang Chengnin's fingers curled, but he calmly apologized.

The other man had already apologized three times; if he continued to

provoke him, Yin Luo felt he was being unreasonable. But his bullying level wouldn't increase, and he couldn't feel happy either, his lips remaining droopy. The two got out of the car and went into the restaurant. After the meal, Yin Luo seemed more energetic. Seeing his improved mood, Shang Chengnin handed him the menu and suggested,

"Would you like dessert?"

Yin Luo's expression quickly relaxed, and he carefully selected from the menu.

Seeing that he was finally happy, Shang Chengning also smiled, his tone unconsciously indulgent as he said, "You can order whatever you like."

"I can't finish it all." After choosing an oatmeal dessert, Yin Luo suddenly remembered something, "By the way, don't buy me anything anymore, the dorm is too small, it's almost full."

Shang Chengning smiled and stared at him, "But I want to pursue you, I want to buy you everything I see."

"..."

Yin Luo almost forgot that he had just been confessed to, and he didn't know what to say.

Shang Chengning took the initiative to ask, "How big is your dorm?"

Yin Luo: "A little bigger than my room."

After thinking for a moment, he added, "There are four of us in our dorm."

The man lowered his eyes and pondered for a moment, "Was the person who took you to the school gate today your roommate?"

He was probably referring to Lu Ran.

Yin Luo nodded.

Shang Chengning asked directly, "Is he pursuing you too?"

Yin Luo was stunned for a moment, "No... we're like older brother and younger brother, he's afraid of me, so he usually serves me."

Silly.

How could such a strong possessiveness not be love?

Shang Chengnin suddenly had a morbid, deadly thought—to lock Yinluo up in a room where only he could see her, and then chain her to his pale ankles with a thin metal chain. It would

look incredibly beautiful swaying like that.

Concealing these gloomy, perverse thoughts, the man said politely and gently, "Let me take you somewhere after we eat."

Yinluo: [Won't it be a hotel? Are older men really that scary?!]

System: [┭┮﹏┭┮There is currently no such plot, Host.]

Yinluo: [I've already treated him like this, why is he still pursuing me?]

System: [Host, you can also choose not to go down the second male lead route.]

Yinluo considered it for a moment, then decided to take the risk.

Although Shang Chengnin had confessed, as long as he did something to disgust her, that would be fine. And the more favorable the initial impression, the higher the oppression value would be if she became disappointed later.

Just then, the waiter brought the dessert. Knowing the other person didn't eat sweets, Yinluo moved closer to him. "Where?"

Shang Chengnin didn't specify. "Near your school, it'll be quick."

*

After leaving the restaurant, Yinluo was taken to an apartment complex near Wuda University. Because it was a school district, the property prices were high, the environment was good, and the property management and security were excellent.

Yinluo followed Shang Chengnin to the seventh floor of one of the buildings. He was in a daze when Shang Chengnin suddenly asked, "Did you remember it?"

"..." Yinluo was puzzled. "What?"

"The password." Seeing Yinluo's somewhat slow expression, Shang Chengnin guessed that the other person hadn't noticed his deliberately slowed-down door-opening speed. "080311."

—0803 was the date he and Yinluo first met, and 11 sounded a lot like Yinyin.

Yinluo said "Oh." "Why did you tell me this?"

At this moment, the door opened, and Shang Chengnin pressed Yinluo's thin shoulder and pushed him into the room. The apartment had three bedrooms and a living room. Compared to a villa, it was definitely not large, but it looked bright and spacious.

The living room looked clean, but there were no signs of habitation, presumably because Shang Chengnin frequently had people come to clean it.

"I bought this in my first year back in China," Shang Chengnin said, turning on the light, a hint of nostalgia on his face. The Shang family had several heirs, and he had no intention of vying for the position, but he was forced into it.

Back then, everyone was eyeing that position covetously; everything he did felt restrictive, his life extremely restrictive. He felt like a highly efficient robot, devoid of joy or sorrow.

This apartment was bought during that time.

"I used to work late into the night and didn't want to go home, so I bought this." Shang Chengnin took disposable slippers from the shoe cabinet, then squatted down, pinching Yin Luo's slender ankle. "Lift it up a bit."

Yin Luo instinctively lifted his foot, only then realizing Shang Chengnin was helping him change his shoes.

“I’ll just sit here alone on the sofa and relax, doing nothing.” After changing, Shang Chengning stood up, his broad body almost squeezing Yinluo into the corner. “I’ve given you the password. You can put anything you can’t fit in the dorm here. If you need to take on a role and can’t go back to the dorm, you can come here too.”

Yin Luo was somewhat dazed; he couldn't bring himself to speak harshly to Shang Chengning like this.

He looked around, his attention drawn to the huge glass windows of the balcony. It was getting dark, and the commercial buildings in the distance were already lit up, illuminating the entire city in the night.

Shang Chengning watched him run happily to the balcony and followed, his usually deep and steady voice tinged with pleasure: "It'll be even more beautiful here later."

The system immediately reminded him: [

Host you're here to increase your bullying points! How can you act so happy?]

Yin Luo said guiltily: [He gave me the house password.]

System: [By the way, just a reminder, host, this is where Shang Chengning will lock you up in the future.]

Yin Luo: [!]

His happy mood vanished instantly. Many times, because Shang Chengning acted so politely, Yin Luo couldn't bring himself to pick a fight with him, but the thought of being treated that way in the future made him tense—

he no longer thought the floor-to-ceiling windows were beautiful; perhaps Shang Chengning would even lock him on the balcony as punishment.

When Yinluo was scared, he would unconsciously lick his lips, making them bright red, as if someone had rubbed them with their fingers or something else.

Shang Chengnin's gaze remained fixed on him, his eyes behind his metal-framed glasses growing increasingly dark. Like a refined scoundrel, he approached the slender boy.

"Does Yinyin like it here?"

Yinluo's voice trembled slightly: "No... I don't like it..."

The night cast a shadow on the man's cold face, and in the dim light, he couldn't quite make out Shang Chengnin's expression. But his intuition told him that the other man was different from usual.

Soon, he was tightly embraced by Shang Chengnin.

His hot breath sprayed onto her small earlobe: "I haven't been here in a long time, but lately, I've been coming here often."

"Sitting on the sofa, I thought, 'If only you were here too.'"

"You wouldn't have to do anything, just stay here, stay by my side. I'd cook whatever you want to eat, and watch whatever you want to watch with you."

"I'd give you massages, and we'd sleep together in each other's arms at night."

"Just thinking about all this makes me want to kiss you, or do something even more outrageous. I've even thought about pressing you against the French windows here, making you cry and beg me."

Yin Luo was so frightened that she tried to back away, but he grabbed her waist and pressed her forward, their bodies pressed tightly together.

Shang Chengning was proving with his physical changes how unrealistic the boy's words were—"Old men won't do."

The man would occasionally touch Yin Luo's neck with his lips, very lightly, and then instantly pull away before Yin Luo even noticed, so she didn't have time to refuse.

“I was thinking, I wish you could like me in the future.”

“Move into my house, be my wife, I’ll be so happy.”

Yin Luo was a little out of breath

.

Shang Chengning seemed to be holding him casually and relaxed, but in reality, the man was a head taller than him, his muscles bulging slightly under his shirt, pressing against him through the fabric.

He felt uncomfortable from the friction, but couldn’t break free, his eyes reddening, and finally he could only let out a muffled, panting sound: “Shang Chengning… don’t do this…”

It would have been better if he hadn’t said it, because as soon as he said it, Shang Chengning tensed up instantly, whispering in the boy’s ear in a lazy, tender voice: “Yin Yin, you smell so good.”

“Have those people ever held you like this?”

“Have they ever kissed you?”

So many questions… Yin Luo’s mind went blank, he just felt that this Shang Chengning was both unfamiliar and dangerous.

“I… I can’t breathe…”

Shang Chengning finally let go.

Yin Luo opened his mouth and took a big breath of air, his fingers twisting his clothes, standing there somewhat at a loss. The places Shang Chengning touched felt tingly, and he held his breath to keep his legs from giving way.

He didn't want anyone else to know about his constitution.

Just then, the system chimed in his mind: [Host! Bullying value +10!]

Yin Luo: [...?]

What did he do?

The system explained: [Host, this bullying value increased from Lu Ran.]

Yin Luo was even more confused: [What happened?]

System: [The reason is unknown, it requires points to upgrade... We can only find that he's currently in the dormitory.]

With these questions in mind, Yin Luo took out his phone from his coat and called Lu Ran.

No one answered.

Afraid of affecting the plot, Yin Luo called again, but Lu Ran still didn't answer.

Could something have happened?

He was about to tell Shang Chengning that he had to go back to school first when he looked up and met the man's gaze, which was obscure and cold. However, he quickly regained his composure.

Shang Chengning: "Call your roommate?"

"Um... Can I go back now? I promised him I'd go back early." Yin Luo didn't want to stay here anymore anyway; she wasn't gaining points and was only hearing strange things.

Shang Chengning's lips were tightly pressed together, looking serious and indifferent. He thought he might as well take a taxi back himself, since it wasn't far, but the other man quickly spoke up: "I'll take you."

The man didn't say anything the whole way until he dropped her off at the dormitory building, when he said things like, "If other people are pursuing you, give me more

opportunities," "Don't let anyone touch you," and "I've never been in a relationship, and I don't mess around outside; I'm very clean."

Yin Luo wasn't paying attention to those things and just nodded absentmindedly before going upstairs.

Back at the dormitory entrance, it was very dark inside; Lu Ran usually wouldn't be asleep at this hour.

Yin Luo took out her keys and asked the system: [Are you sure he's inside?]

System: [Yes, host.]

Yin Luo had a large bunch of keys; usually, with Lu Ran by her side, she didn't need to look for her keys to open the door herself. In the dim light, he couldn't find his dorm key for a moment.

He patiently searched through the room, and then the door opened from the inside.

Even without a light, he could tell who it was from the tall, thin silhouette. Yin Luo stared at him: "Lu Ran?"

Soon, a familiar voice rang out: "Hmm."

But it sounded listless.

Yin Luo looked at his face: "What's wrong?"

"Nothing."

Lu Ran's voice was listless as he turned around, seemingly about to get into bed. Yin Luo immediately turned on the light, the blinding white light instantly filling the room.

Naturally, it also revealed the bruises on Lu Ran's face.

Yin Luo was surprised: "What happened to your face?"

Lu Ran turned his head and sat down in a chair: "Nothing."

Yin Luo frowned: "Did you get into a fight?"

Lu Ran didn't answer.

Looks like she guessed right. Shen Qing called yesterday saying they were going to reshoot the ad in a couple of days. How could Lu Ran possibly appear in it with his face like this? If he didn't go, he and Duan Muze wouldn't be able to see each other.

There's a scene in the original book where Lu Ran gets acting coached by Duan Muze; it's a key point, and that's why Lu Ran started to look at the male lead with new respect. Seeing that the plot was about to go off track because of Lu Ran, Yin Luo was a little anxious: "Why did you fight with someone? Didn't Director Shen say they were going to shoot the ad in a couple of days? How can you shoot it looking like this?"

Lu Ran's aura was cold, and he lowered his eyes: "I'm going to bed."

It seemed he didn't want to talk about it anymore.

Yin Luo raised an eyebrow and stood there watching him go upstairs.

System: [Host, your bullying value has increased by five! Your acting is so good, you found the fault so natural this time!]

[I wasn't finding fault, I was really angry.] In order to make the plot progress quickly and avoid any mishaps, Yin Luo had been diligently completing the tasks.

But Lu Ran had actually caused a problem himself.

Yin Luo's temples throbbed

violently, and he bit his lower lip hard, trying to figure out what was wrong. But his mind couldn't process it, and he could only sniffle.

Suddenly, the person on the bed sat up and looked at him: "I was wrong... don't be angry."

"And don't cry."

Yin Luo: "..."

The boy's eyes were red, his face tense, and he looked genuinely wronged. He released his bitten, bright red lip: "What happened? Did your basketball team get into a fight?"

"No." Lu Ran lay back down, his muffled voice coming from under the covers, "Don't worry, I'll cover it up with foundation later, it won't be noticeable on camera." Yin Luo

's last bit of anger dissipated at his pitiful appearance. He sat down and asked the system: ["I'll use my points to redeem the reason why Lu Ran got into a fight."]

System: ["Okay."]

As soon as he finished speaking, a screen appeared in Yin Luo's mind, like a movie playing.

The screen showed the time, it was a little after 5 pm, Lu Ran had just finished class and went to the sink. There was a group of people chatting inside, but the sound wasn't clear.

But Lu Ran's expression suddenly changed. Yin Luo had never seen that expression on his face before—

sharp, gloomy, and cold enough to inspire fear.

Lu Ran opened the bathroom door, inside which was a group of boys smoking. Some had dyed hair, and most looked like hooligans. One of them, a blond-haired guy, glanced at Lu Ran, probably recognizing him, and said in a very unfriendly tone, "Hey, isn't this so-and-so, the bodyguard of the young master of the Yin family?"

Lu Ran looked at him expressionlessly: "What did you just say? Repeat it."

The blond-haired guy: "Are you deaf? Didn't you hear me?"

Someone next to him reminded the blond-haired guy: "Brother Ming, he should be referring to your previous sentence."

"Huh? Which sentence?" The blond-haired guy chuckled wickedly, "Was it 'The young master of the Yin family looks like a woman, it must be fun to mess with him' or—ah!!!"

Before he could finish speaking, Lu Ran punched him in the cheek.

Yin Luo was stunned.

That punch must have been really hard; the blond guy's face was contorted, blood trickling from the corner of his mouth. He yelled, "Damn it, a simp is a simp after all! Can't even listen to this much?" "

What's wrong? You've been licking me for so long, and now that young master of the Yin family is going to let you fuck him—ahhhhhh—I fuck—"

Another bloodcurdling scream rang

out. Yin Luo felt like his ears were about to go deaf from the screaming. Then, he saw Lu Ran stepping on the blond guy, grinding his foot into him: "I'm willing to be Yin Luo's simp.

"

"And you lot, you're not worthy to mention his name."

Next, a group of people started fighting with Lu Ran. Yin Luo frowned as he watched. Lu Ran's movements were agile and swift, his expression cold; he certainly seemed like a good fighter. But he couldn't withstand the sheer number of opponents.

His face was bruised and battered.

It turned out he was fighting for him.

That's why his bullying value increased.

Yin Luo pursed his lips, his heart filled with mixed emotions. After a moment, he whispered to the system: "[Do you have any medicine to treat bruises in your shop?]" * Lu Ran was lying in bed with his eyes closed. The wound on his face would occasionally throb. But

that didn't matter; he hated hearing any disgusting words about Yin Luo from those people. ...But Yin Luo seemed angry? What was he angry about? He didn't even bother to check on him. The more Lu Ran thought about it, the more agitated he became. Lost in thought, he suddenly felt the blanket move. Through the thin blanket, he heard Yin Luo's soft voice: "Lu Ran, get down." Lu Ran's heart skipped a beat, but remembering how Yin Luo had been angry with him, he stubbornly insisted: "I'm not feeling well, I don't want to move." "If you don't get down, I'll never talk to you again." This sentence was a deadly weapon for Lu Ran. He immediately sprang out of bed, then realized how embarrassing he was, so, with a strong sense of pride, he slowly got out of bed. He stared at the medicine in Yinluo's hand, his breath catching in his throat, but he deliberately asked, "What are you going to do with this?" Yinluo, oblivious to his thoughts, was intently examining the bruises on his face—one on his cheek, one on the corner of his mouth. Thankfully, they weren't many, but they looked like they'd been in pain during their fight. Yinluo moved a chair in front of him: "Sit here, I have medicine." Lu Ran didn't speak, sitting down casually, but his eyes involuntarily glanced towards Yinluo. This bottle of medicine Yinluo had obtained from the system's shop was expensive because it worked quickly. It had cost him a lot of points; all the points he'd usually gotten from Xiaoyang were now back on his own. When slender, pale fingers dipped a cotton swab in the medicine and extended it towards him, Lu Ran's eyelids twitched involuntarily. The smell of medicine couldn't mask Yinluo's natural fragrance. Even her fingers were so beautiful. Yinluo carefully applied the medicine to the bruises. After applying it to his cheek, she was about to apply it to the corner of his mouth when she realized the other person was too close, almost touching his face . He stepped back slightly: "How can I apply it for you when you're so close?" Lu Ran, who had been incredibly grumpy just moments before, now seemed shameless: "It's because you keep looking at me with that expression." Yin Luo: "...What kind of expression?" Lu Ran's gaze was fixed on his face: "Your eyes are so light-colored, and so wide-open. Your lips are so soft and fragrant, you're gorgeous." However, inch by inch downwards, there were faint teeth marks not hidden by the coat. Lu Ran's face turned cold. Was it left by that old man? Yin Luo was concentrating on applying the medicine to the corner of his mouth when the other person suddenly turned slightly. Why was he applying the medicine like a child? Yin Luo patiently said: "Just this last bit, I'll be gentle, okay?" However, the other person didn't seem to care, only lowering his head, his gaze sweeping across his neck: "Who's that old man in your phone's contact list?" Yin Luo truthfully replied: "My blind date."

Lu Ran's breath hitched: "How old are you to be going on blind dates? Can't you find someone yourself? Besides, he looks so much older than you, old enough to be your uncle? Do you really like older men that much?"

"..."

Yin Luo didn't know why Lu Ran always felt that other people were older, and slowly said, "It was arranged by my family."

Mainly, she wanted to squeeze points out of him. However, remembering Shang Chengnin's confession today, Yin Luo decided to be even more aggressive.

Looking at Yin Luo's absent-minded expression, Lu Ran felt that something must have happened between them. At this moment, like a jealous husband, his tone was unknowingly sour: "You slept with him?"

Yin Luo was stunned, her face immediately flushing: "Don't talk nonsense."

"I saw teeth marks on your neck, he must have bitten you. Old men are really thirsty. How many times did you sleep with him, once? Twice? Just for that short time?"

Lu Ran snorted coldly, and after a while, staring at Yin Luo's already blushing face, he spoke as if bewitched.

"I wouldn't bite you like that. I would gently kiss your lips, or lick your whole body."

"Do you know how long I last?!"

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