Chapter 13

Chapter 13

Having an extra person in the house, especially someone he admired, made Jiang Mo visibly tense.

He nearly spilled the water while handing it to Chen Zui.

“Chen Zui, sorry there isn’t much to drink at home.” Jiang Mo felt embarrassed about usually only drinking plain water himself—otherwise, he wouldn’t have seemed so unprepared.

“A glass of warm water before bed is the best. Thank you.” Chen Zui carried himself with refinement, considerate, and gentlemanly.

No one would have guessed that he was the same pervert who had recently given Jiang Mo a toy in the alley.

Chen Zui looked around the room as if it were his first time there: “It’s rare to find a man living alone who keeps his place so tidy. Your future partner will be lucky to have you.”

He smiled,

that made people feel happier too.

Jiang Mo felt a little embarrassed, but the remark reminded him that he had forgotten to warn Chen Xiu.

Still, it would be impolite to use his phone during a conversation.

Perhaps because Chen Zui seemed so approachable, Jiang Mo was influenced by him. He fidgeted with his pant seam and said, “I’m very boring. No one would like me.”

Some people had taken an interest in him because of his looks, but after just two days of following him around as a friend, they would lose interest on their own.

Oh, and he didn’t really have friends either.

Chen Zui, sitting on the sofa like he owned the place, watched the man standing beside the coffee table chatting with him.

“How could that be?”

“I actually find you quite interesting.” His words made Jiang Mo look up, his wolf cub-like eyes shimmering with simple joy.

Ao Tian: “Favorability +32. He really is easier to please than me, the system.”

Hearing this, Chen Zui curved his lips: “Your name is quite interesting, Jiang Mo. By the way, did I mention that I really love eating ginger?”

Jiang Mo dumbly shook his head.

Chen Zui stared at him with ambitious eyes behind his glasses and continued, “Although ginger has a spicy taste, if you know how to enjoy it, you can savor all kinds of flavors. It’s also very good for your health.”

“I’ve done a lot of research on how to eat ginger~”

Jiang Mo nodded blankly: “You’re really amazing.”

Chen Zui teased with a smile: “So, Student Jiang Mo, can you stop standing and take a seat?”

Jiang Mo turned bright red. With his fair complexion, the redness was especially obvious. Flustered, he hurried to sit down, but his long limbs seemed awkward and uncoordinated—his mouth, brain, and body were completely out of sync.

“I-I’ll g-go get you some toiletries.”

His butt barely touched the seat before he twisted around and headed to the bathroom.

It was an entertaining reaction.

It made Chen Zui curious about how he would react and what he would look like when being taken.

Quite something to look forward to.

Jiang Mo fanned his overheated face with his hand in the bathroom. For some reason, facing Chen Zui made him at least 100 times more nervous than facing anyone else, but also 100 times happier.

He got all the toiletries together, set them out neatly,

and finally had a chance to take out his phone and send a message to Chen Xiu.

“This is just a reminder.”

Chen Xiu received the message while washing his hands in the bathroom after putting medicine on Xiao Hang. He nearly dropped his phone—it was indeed him.

Had even Xiao Hang gotten dragged into this?

Tears streamed down his face. What should he do? Why? What had he done wrong to catch this person’s attention!

Chen Xiu crouched on the floor in pain, curling into a ball, and couldn’t hold back soundless crying.

Xiao Hang, having waited a long time without seeing him come out, grew worried and went to check. When he opened the door and saw that pitiful sight, his heart ached. He rushed over and hugged Chen Xiu tightly.

“What’s wrong?”

“What happened?”

“Tell me. I’ll definitely help you solve it.”

Chen Xiu lifted his tear-streaked face and, unable to hold back any longer, told him everything truthfully.

——

“Chen Zui, I’ve changed the bedding in the bedroom to new ones. You can go rest now.”

Jiang Mo was acting so deferential, as if this were Chen Zui’s home and he were the servant.

Chen Zui suddenly wondered if, during intimate moments, Jiang Mo would say: “Chen Zui, could you please slow down? Sorry to trouble you.”

The thought was quite amusing.

“I’ll sleep on the sofa. It wouldn’t be right to make the host sleep there.”

After washing up, Chen Zui wore Chen Xiu’s clothes. Although their builds differed, Jiang Mo usually wore oversized clothing, which fit Chen Zui perfectly.

Now, with his glasses off, the aggression and intensity in Chen Zui’s eyes were even more obvious. His washed hair fell loosely, giving him a more youthful air.

“It’s really fine, Chen Zui. How could you sleep on the sofa?” Jiang Mo was serious—if Chen Zui slept on the sofa, he would be up all night feeling guilty.

They went back and forth for a while.

Seeing this, Chen Zui changed his approach and made a new suggestion: “Since that’s the case, and your bed is a double, it should fit both of us. There’s nothing for two grown men to avoid. Let’s just share the bedroom.”

Jiang Mo: …？？？!!!

Chen Zui: “If you don’t agree, I’ll have to go back. I wouldn’t be able to live with myself if I let you sleep on the sofa.”

As he said this, he started to change and leave.

Jiang Mo thought of that skilled creep. Although Chen Zui looked fit, it was probably just gym-toned—he wouldn't hold up in a real fight.

“Okay! Let’s both…”

He couldn’t bring himself to say the word “sleep.”

Chen Zui still held onto his clothes without putting them down: "Forget it, I can see you're quite hesitant. It's fine, I can drive back quickly."

Jiang Mo grew anxious, quickly grabbing the clothes in Chen Zui's hand: "I'm not hesitant at all, let's go to sleep now."

Chen Zui glanced at him: "He's inviting me to bed."

Ao Tian: "Unfortunately, I understand that 'sleeping' here means purely sleeping under the covers."

Chen Zui: "Baby, you're so smart~"

Ao Tian: "Stop flirting with the system, go flirt with him instead."

Chen Zui looked back at Jiang Mo's hand gripping his clothes, recalling the impulsive safety message Jiang Mo had sent him earlier. Someone who had been alone for a long time and wasn’t good at socializing often overstepped normal social boundaries in their actions.

Not to mention what he had just said.

The scene became one of Jiang Mo begging Chen Zui to go to the bedroom and sleep with him.

Chen Zui finally relented: "Alright, since you’ve said so, I won’t leave."

He deliberately let go of the clothes he was holding.

Finally, Jiang Mo smiled. He was actually quite handsome when he did.

Jiang Mo still held his clothes, naturally smoothing out the wrinkles before carefully hanging them up.

Ao Tian: "Wow, such a housewife."

Chen Zui: "You know a lot about everything, huh?"

Ao Tian: "Thanks for the compliment~"

Chen Zui was satisfied with Jiang Mo’s reaction. The two went to the bedroom. Jiang Mo’s bedroom wasn’t very large, and with two men over 180cm tall, it even felt a bit crowded.

To avoid being misunderstood as unwelcoming, Jiang Mo swallowed his pride and got into bed first. Facing away from Chen Zui, he lifted the covers and climbed in, asking: "Which side would you like to sleep on, Mr. Chen?"

Chen Zui: Behind you or on top of you.

Chen Zui: "I’ll sleep on the outside."

One side of Jiang Mo’s bed was against the wall, with a cabinet at the foot. If Chen Zui slept on the outside, it would essentially trap Jiang Mo on the inside.

Jiang Mo, who had actually wanted the outside, silently scooted over to the inside, almost pressing against the wall to leave more space for Chen Zui.

Chen Zui lay down without hesitation.

Jiang Mo whispered a reminder: "The light switch is by the headboard."

Chen Zui pressed the switch. The curtains were drawn tightly, plunging the room into darkness, and their senses gradually became more acute.

"Has anyone ever told you that you have a good temper?" Chen Zui suddenly spoke. In the dark, his voice became even more seductive, especially at such close range, as if a high-quality speaker were placed right beside Jiang Mo’s head.

Jiang Mo stared at the wall. "No."

Everyone had always thought he was bad-tempered and hard to get along with.

Does Mr. Chen think he has a good temper?

His hand pressed against the wall, fingers fidgeting, waiting expectantly for Chen Zui’s reply.

But he didn’t get an answer. It seemed as if Chen Zui had just said it offhand. Before long, the breathing behind him evened out. After listening for a while, Jiang Mo cautiously turned his head. His eyes had adjusted to the dark, and his eyes widened abruptly.

Chen Zui was lying on his side, facing him. His handsome face suddenly entered Jiang Mo’s line of sight, catching him off guard and making him hold his breath.

He blinked.

Mr. Chen is really—good-looking.

Jiang Mo was momentarily mesmerized.

Ao Tian: "Report—he’s staring at you."

Chen Zui noticed it—that intense gaze felt like it could pierce right through him. He deliberately leaned forward, bringing their noses almost touching, their breaths mingling.

The same toothpaste, a fresh minty scent.

Jiang Mo was so startled he didn’t dare move a muscle, his pupils trembling silently. Dazzled by his looks, he was momentarily dazed. It took him a while to turn his stiff neck and continue "facing the wall in reflection."

Chen Zui opened his eyes to see the man’s pale neck, the ends of his black hair lying neatly against it.

A neck that looked perfect for gripping or biting.

Chen Zui boldly lifted an arm and draped it over Jiang Mo’s slender waist, pulling him close like a body pillow.

Jiang Mo: !

His hair practically stood on end.

The person behind him nuzzled his neck, buried his face, and went back to sleep.

He bit his lip and finally concluded: Mr. Chen is not a well-behaved sleeper…

He didn’t dare move, afraid that waking Mr. Chen would only make things more awkward.

Chen Zui held him tightly, almost perfectly aligned. At such close range, he could feel the solidness of the other’s body even more.

Ao Tian: "Wow! You—you’re really too bold!"

Ao Tian: "What does it feel like to hold your wife?"

Chen Zui: "It'd probably feel amazing to grind against him."

Ao Tian: "Such vulgar words! Don’t corrupt this innocent system (covering face while peeking)."

Chen Zui actually fell asleep later, and he became even more unrestrained in his sleep, wrapping around Jiang Mo like an octopus, his lips pressed against Jiang Mo’s ear. Every breath made Jiang Mo tremble, his ear practically burning up.

Jiang Mo couldn’t sleep at all. And when he couldn’t sleep, practical needs arose. Before long, he suddenly felt the need to use the bathroom. He held it in, held it in, held it in…

He tried to remove Chen Zui’s arms and legs, but failed every time.

Finally, he couldn’t hold it any longer.

He gently poked the arm holding him: "Mr. Chen, Mr. Chen…"

Chen Zui mumbled drowsily: "Hmm?"

Jiang Mo bit his lip, mustering his courage: "Mr. Chen, could you please let go of me? I need to use the bathroom."

Chen Zui was awake but pretended not to be, mumbling incoherently against Jiang Mo’s ear, his lips almost swallowing it.

He deliberately lifted his leg, bumping against…

Jiang Mo gasped sharply, almost losing control…

—

After hearing Chen Xiu’s entire story, Xiao Hang was both angry and heartbroken. He held the sobbing, pitiful man close, gently patting his back to comfort him: "Don’t worry, I will definitely track down that bastard!"