Chapter 177: The Tough Guy by Day, the Clingy Husband by Night

Chapter 177: The Tough Guy by Day, the Clingy Husband by Night

Dan Yue wrapped his large arm around Song Chuyi and pulled him into a tight embrace.

"So, is this how the little brat likes to warm up?"

Song Chuyi was entirely held in his arms, his strong arm holding him tightly, leaving no room for movement.

Song Chuyi gasped for air. "Easy, okay?"

His face was pale, as if he might faint at any moment.

Dan Yue clicked his tongue softly and loosened his hold a bit.

"How is your body so weak?"

He had no idea what the second personality saw in him.

With a body like that, he'd probably pass out after a couple of minutes.

Not even enough to make it worth his while.

Song Chuyi gave Dan Yue a disgruntled look. "I was born this way."

Dan Yue didn't comment.

He hadn't bothered to look into Song Chuyi's past; he didn't think someone so insignificant was worth his time.

As for how his body was, that was even less his concern.

Dan Yue idly twirled a lock of Song Chuyi's hair between his fingers.

Song Chuyi hadn't gone out for a long time, and his hair had grown somewhat long.

It was perfect for him to toy with.

At that moment, Song Chuyi felt uncomfortable all over, unsure if it was due to Dan Yue's weight pressing down on him.

He took a couple of deep breaths, feeling a bit better, then said, "Just keep me warm, and no more talking."

He closed his eyes, pretending to be asleep.

Dan Yue was almost amused that the brat claimed he was going to sleep.

It was just a little past eight; who would sleep this early?

Dan Yue reached up and poked Song Chuyi's cheek, the touch on his fingertips unexpectedly pleasant.

The person's skin was so delicate that with just a light poke, a hint of redness appeared on the pale face.

If the face was this tender, who knows about the rest.

Dan Yue's eyes darkened, not clear what he was thinking, a dim and ambiguous light flickering in his eyes.

As the night deepened, it unknowingly became late at night.

Song Chuyi's body was soft and limp, feeling a bit lazy to move.

But his mind was clear, and he even felt a bit bored.

At that moment, Song Chuyi felt Dan Yue, who had been nearly asleep, stir.

His heart skipped a beat. What was he up to now?

Before he could react, Dan Yue pulled him into a tight hug.

The rough hair scratched his neck, making it sting a little.

"Wife, wife, wife..."

A muffled voice murmured in Song Chuyi's ear.

Song Chuyi blinked in confusion.

He kept his eyes closed, pretending to still be asleep.

Dan Yue, who was holding him, grew even more excited. He could even feel the moist kisses landing on his collarbone.

Right then, Dan Yue was like a big dog who had just seen its long-lost owner—clinging and almost pitiful.

The 'big dog' wasn’t content to stay at his collarbone. He easily slid his hand inside Song Chuyi's clothes.

He let out a silly laugh.

"Wife smells so good."

"Soft, I like it."

The voice was the same, but it carried a bit of foolishness.

"Gonna kiss my wife."

Dan Yue smiled foolishly and leaned in for a kiss.

Soon, Dan Yue’s breath mingled with his own.

Song Chuyi: …

So, he has two sides, huh?

His long lashes fluttered as he slowly opened his eyes.

By the moonlight, he saw Dan Yue at that moment.

His handsome face was lit up with a goofy smile, and the eyes that had held a fierce light before were now tender and lingering, as if they were going to pull him in completely.

Song Chuyi suddenly thought of Ning Xiuping.

His heart skipped a beat. "Ning Xiuping?"

Dan Yue tilted his head, seemingly not understanding why his wife would call out another man's name.

But he didn’t like it, didn’t like his wife calling someone else's name.

"Wife is mine."

He wrapped his arms around Song Chuyi's waist and nuzzled his neck.

"Wife, wife, mine."

Song Chuyi stood there, lost in thought.

He had a vague guess in his heart.

Ning Xiuping probably succeeded halfway—his consciousness somehow followed Xiaotong to this world.

But he had lost his past memories.

Originally, the souls of the antagonists from each world would enter the next world after their death, a bit ahead of when he arrived.

However, in the last world, Ning Xiuping had intruded into his mind. Although he hadn’t succeeded in the end, it still caused a small part of the antagonist’s soul in this world to be missing.

Now, Ning Xiuping’s consciousness had merged with the antagonist’s soul. The antagonist should now be a complete soul.

After all, they were originally the same person.

It’s just that… the current Dan Yue in front of him still seemed to retain the love from the previous world for him.

Ning Xiuping is truly Ning Xiuping. Only someone as scientifically minded as him would do something like this.

Song Chuyi sighed softly and reached out to rub Dan Yue’s hair.

Hmm… his hair was a bit rough.

He silently retracted his hand and cleared his throat softly.

"Do you know who I am?"

Dan Yue blinked and revealed a silly smile.

"My wife!"

He said the two words with certainty, not allowing any room for argument.

Song Chuyi cleared his throat softly, "Not quite yet."

As soon as Dan Yue heard this, his eyes filled with tears.

"My wife doesn’t love me anymore."

"Wuwuwu, my wife doesn’t love me anymore."

His heart felt like it was breaking.

Song Chuyi had never seen Dan Yue like this before. Just moments ago, he had been so carefree, but now he was almost in tears, looking truly pitiful.

"No, no," he hurriedly comforted, "I didn’t say I don’t care about you."

Dan Yue’s eyes lit up, "Really?"

"Mm," Song Chuyi lightly coughed, "I won’t abandon you."

Dan Yue chuckled and lowered his head to kiss Song Chuyi.

"My wife is sweet."

"I like it."

"I really, really love my wife."

He rubbed against Song Chuyi's face, holding him tightly in his arms, as if afraid of letting go.

Song Chuyi coughed a couple of times, feeling the pressure from the tight embrace.

"Wife..." Dan Yue looked worried. "Are you okay?"

"A little," Song Chuyi replied, "You're squeezing me too hard."

Dan Yue relaxed his hold.

Song Chuyi said with a smile, "Now that's better."

He touched Dan Yue's hard chest. "Why didn't you call me 'wife' just now?"

Dan Yue's eyes flashed.

Seeing that he wasn't speaking, Song Chuyi looked at him questioningly. "Is something wrong?"

Dan Yue lowered his head, took Song Chuyi's wrist, and placed it on his chest, letting him touch freely.

"Wife, feel my heart."

As he held on, his hand began to move downward.

Song Chuyi was taken aback. "Dan Yue."

Dan Yue paused, burying his head in Song Chuyi's neck.

Kissing, licking.

"So sweet."

"I like it."

"I really like you, wife."

Obsessive thoughts rose continuously in Dan Yue's mind.

At that moment, Song Chuyi noticed something was off. Dan Yue seemed to have no memory of what just happened.

So... second personality?

It made sense. There's no way Ning Xiuping's consciousness would willingly merge with its other half.

Song Chuyi knew just how crazy Ning Xiuping could be.

No wonder Dan Yue was acting strange but still condescended to be his bodyguard. He probably couldn't resist this clingy second personality.

Once Song Chuyi figured it out, he was about to comfort the clingy Yue Yue when he heard him mutter,

"So cute, I want you."

Song Chuyi: ...