IRDWTSTML [QUICKWEAR] (Edited)

9:11

Realizing that the little guy in his arms had quickly fallen asleep, Shi An raised an eyebrow in surprise, but did not go so far as to wake the person up and continue teasing him. He carried the child to the bed, but when he was about to let go and put the child down, something unexpected happened.

Shi An glanced sideways at the clothes that he was tightly holding, and slowly moved his gaze to Mu Xingchen's face. He saw that the person who had been sleeping soundly just now was now frowning and looking aggrieved, as if if he let go of his hand and left now, this little guy would cry in his dream.

Cry? Maybe... I will really cry.

Pleased by his own idea, Shi An no longer tried to put Mu Xingchen on the bed, but instead hugged him and lay down on the bed.

Sure enough, Mu Xingchen, who was already asleep, immediately rubbed against Shi An's arms unconsciously, loosened his hands that were grabbing his clothes, groped his way into Shi An's collar, and pressed his palms tightly against the tight muscles on his shoulders.

After doing these little actions, Mu Xingchen seemed to feel relieved and stayed close to Shi An without moving.

After a long while, a very light "tsk" sound was heard in the room, along with a whisper that was obviously filled with pleasure, "So clingy."

...

Since there was nothing around to tell time, Mu Xingchen had no idea how long he had slept when he woke up in Shi An's arms. But he touched his rumbling stomach and estimated that he had slept for quite a long time.

When Mu Xingchen touched his belly with a pitiful expression, Shi An, who had been silent since he woke up, casually moved a pile of snacks in front of him and said, "Eat."

"Ah--" Mu Xingchen, who was immersed in his own world, was startled by the sudden voice and snacks. He looked up and saw Shi An's half-smile. He breathed a sigh of relief and took the initiative to attack, "...Why are you scaring me?"

"Scare you?" Shi An, who had never intended to scare anyone, sighed softly, raised his hand to pinch Mu Xingchen's ear, and asked him, "How dare you be a supernatural anchor with such a cowardice, and dare to take risks in a haunted house. Are you not afraid of death?"

"..." That's not what I thought! I'm just playing a supernatural anchor! And I have to follow the plot and complete the tasks!

Seeing the emotions flowing in Mu Xingchen's eyes, Shi An did not intend to ask further questions, and slowly changed the subject, "How long do you want to touch it?"

"Ah?" Mu Xingchen was stunned for a few seconds. When he looked in the direction Shi An was looking, he realized belatedly that his hand seemed... still in Shi An's clothes.

After realizing this, Mu Xingchen's first reaction was not to take his hand out, but to touch it subconsciously and carefully. His cheeks turned slightly red at the hard feeling under his palm. Then, under Shi An's half-smile, he took his hand out slowly and uncomfortably.

But just as he took his hand out, Shi An grabbed his wrist and stuffed it back into his clothes. He said with a hint of laughter, "You are useless. Are you satisfied with just a touch on your shoulders?"

At this time, Mu Xingchen's hand had been brought to Shi An's collarbone, and he retorted with a red face, "I didn't mean to touch it!"

"Oh, really."

Mu Xingchen bit his lower lip and didn't dare to look at Shi An's expression. Although he really didn't want to touch it, but... his hands were already here, so it wasn't impossible to touch it.

The skin that his fingers touched was very cool, but just within the acceptable range for Mu Xingchen. He didn't feel cold and even felt cool and comfortable. Seeing Shi An lazily letting him do whatever he wanted, Mu Xingchen couldn't resist the temptation.