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Chapter 26

"Just the two of us."

The eyelashes of the person who had half of his body clinging to him trembled slightly, and the fragrance of a newly blossomed orchid surrounded his nose. The back of his neck went numb, and Xue Yu's voice suddenly penetrated his ears: "...I know how to make you happy."

This lingering sentence made Song Raoxun tighten his fingers suddenly.

How could there be such a person?

The husband he shared the same bed with had clearly not been dead for long, so why was he so anxious to find another lover?

He was so skilled at it. Had he also put his arms around other men's necks before, leaning his body limply against theirs, and saying those inviting words in a very tender and affectionate manner?

He couldn't be the only candidate. There were so many rich people in the town who all wore the style that Pei Xueyu liked.

Song Raoxun pursed his lips and tried to push Xue Yu's arm away, but he pulled his hand back as if he had been electrocuted when he touched the soft object. The voice almost came out of his throat: "...let go of me yourself."

Xue Yu didn't move, and he tightened his arms around him, and said in a coquettish tone, "You don't want to?"

Song Raoxun could almost touch Xue Yu's hand by turning his head. He stood there stiffly, his Adam's apple moving slightly, and whispered a warning, "Pei Xueyu."

Xue Yu didn't want to do it anymore, but he still had to act. He pretended to hesitate for a while before slowly taking his arm off Song Raoxun.

His eyelashes drooped pitifully, as if blaming him for his lack of understanding of romance.

In the dead silence, Xue Yu was the first to speak: "When you figure it out, you can come find me again."

Song Raoxun paused again, and stiffly turned his eyes away from his face, as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he said nothing and left the old house in a hurry.

The moment the door closed, Xue Yu's expression returned to normal: "This must leave a psychological trauma on serious people."

For someone who lives in a small place and has never had any contact with homosexuals since childhood, being teased by him like this the first time he meets him, it would be strange if he didn't hate him.

[For someone like you, the shadow won’t come.]

Xue Yu's eyelashes curled up: "What do you mean by me being like that? Even if I hug him like that, it's not okay?"

The system said matter-of-factly: [Your hands were shaking just now. Only the protagonist, who is so innocent, didn't realize that you were acting. Didn't you pay attention to the plot again yesterday? You should have licked him when you hugged him just now.]

Xue Yu's face turned red with anger: "...You cannon fodders all have to act like this?"

[Most of the time it is necessary.]

Xue Yu: “…”

Xue Yu was too lazy to argue with the system anymore, so he went upstairs to catch up on his sleep.

One advantage of the old house is that it is not that hot in the summer, but it is not much better. Xue Yu sleeps on the hard bed, turning over and moving from time to time, and his delicate skin is rubbed a little red.

Xue Yu also had a hard time sleeping.

What was even more frustrating was that when Xue Yu woke up the next day, he discovered that Song Raoxun was avoiding him intentionally or unintentionally, leaving him with no chance to act at all, unable to follow the plot, and his progress stagnated.

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