Poor little thing is in a mess in Shura Field

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Chapter 16

Xue Yu's lips were pitifully swollen, but he looked surprisingly delicious.

There was a sticky stain on his lips, and his skin was rubbed red. Fu Yang's eyes burned when he saw it, and he hastily moved away, seeming to be annoyed by his own behavior of taking advantage of him: "I didn't do this before."

Who cares what you were like in the past?

Xue Yu was so angry, but also felt a little weak. He didn't know how to explain to the system. He was going to fail before he even started the task.

How did things turn out like this?

Why would Fu Yang kiss him?

Xue Yu breathed in the fresh air rapidly, his hands curled up on his knees were red and shiny. After thinking for a while, his attention was drawn back to his mouth which was still aching. He touched it with his hand and hissed in pain again.

Bastard...If Xue Yu hadn't been concerned about the fact that Fu Yang was the protagonist of this world, he would definitely have hit him hard.

The traffic jam that had been stagnant for a long time finally started to move.

Xue Yu retreated the whole time, close to the car door, his face red and hot, and his swollen lips were reflected in the window.

He was really angry, and he didn't say another word to Fu Yang until he got off the car and returned to the apartment building.

Fu Yang realized his mistake, and his mouth, which used to be eloquent in the world of fame and fortune, was now unable to utter a single word.

But every ten minutes or so, he would ask Xue Yu as if nothing had happened: "Do you have any clothes to wash?"

There is only one washing machine in the apartment. Usually, the three of them will set a fixed time and take turns washing their own dirty clothes without disturbing each other.

Xue Yu had some laundry to do, and the clothes he had taken off yesterday were still there, but he didn't want to pay attention to Fu Yang at the moment.

Fu Yang was not discouraged. After a while, he came in with a cup full of water, stared at Xue Yu's mouth for a while, and asked in a hoarse voice: "Does it still hurt? Do you want to drink some water?"

Xue Yu glared at him, without even looking at him with his beautiful eyes, and said indifferently: "Get lost."

After Fu Yang came in for the third time and talked to him about trivial matters, Xue Yu finally got annoyed. He walked to the door, raised his head and asked, "Aren't you annoying?"

The tall man drooped his eyelids, and his tone was no longer casual: "Because you are still angry with me."

"I'm not angry anymore, okay?" Xue Yu didn't think there was anything wrong with being kissed. He just thought of it as being bitten by the same dog twice. He just wanted Fu Yang to stop bothering him: "I'm really not angry anymore. Please don't talk to me, okay?"

Fu Yang raised his wrinkled eyelids. From his height, he could see every part of Xue Yu's face clearly. He only needed to lower his eyes to see the soft, still red lips that he had just touched not long ago.

It cannot be denied that he is indeed a little abnormal.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have asked this question suddenly and without warning, staring at Xue Yu's mouth at this moment.

"Can I kiss you then?"

"I asked for your permission this time."

Xue Yu: “…”