Chapter 34

No matter how much Han Shuo cursed and even punched and kicked him in bed, this mad dog was like someone who had taken aphrodisiacs, his eyes were already bloodshot, and he was completely unmoved.

Just as Han Shuo was being fucked senseless, the person on top of him suddenly stopped.

At the same time, Han Shuo suddenly jolted awake. His eyes widened abruptly, and he gripped Meng Yuxiu's hair tightly, then struggled desperately, yelling, "Damn it! You bastard, I'll fuck you fuck you fuck you fuck you fuck you fuck!!!"

Meng Yuxiu frowned deeply, his chest heaving for a moment before he let out a soft breath.

He reached out and grabbed Han Shuo's hand, pinning it firmly to the pillow. The muscles in his arm bulged slightly with excitement, and the blue veins on his arm throbbed.

He slowly pressed his face against Han Shuo's cheek.

"Don't move..." Meng Yuxiu said in a hoarse voice.

It ends with Han Shuo's exasperated cry of "Damn it!"

When Meng Yuxiu finally came to his senses from his mad dog mode, Han Shuo was already half-dead, lying on the bed, practically rolling his eyes back.

Han Shuo was absolutely furious. The thought of that brat adding another ten minutes to the thirty minutes made him want to vomit blood, especially since he had deliberately delayed the mission by five minutes to ensure the mission duration.

Under the light, Han Shuo's neck, chest, and legs were covered in marks. Meng Yuxiu felt guilty every time he saw them, and his eyes darted around.

She swallowed hard and whispered, "Han Shuo... I'm sorry, I didn't mean to..."

Han Shuo calmed down a little, and the next second his eyes flashed sharply as he saw Meng Yuxiu kneeling on the bed with a flushed face, clutching the corner of the blanket to cover himself. At this moment, he had turned back into a docile little white rabbit, as if he was the one who had been bullied. Han Shuo was really furious.

He glared at Meng Yuxiu, gritting his teeth as he forced out, "Damn it! You mad dog! Now you're trying to play the victim? Were you out of your mind just now?!"

Meng Yuxiu quickly shut his mouth.

Actually, Meng Yuxiu was in a pretty bad state too. Not only was his hair a mess, but Han Shuo had also scratched his face a few times.

Han Shuo moved his body and realized that there was still a foreign object in his body. He was furious and wanted to kick it, but when he kicked, he screamed in pain.

"What's wrong?" Meng Yuxiu quickly hugged his leg.

"Damn it..." Han Shuo gritted his teeth, "Get out of here now! Are you planning to stay in here for the New Year?!"

Meng Yuxiu suddenly realized what was happening and prepared to go out. However, the process of going out was difficult for the young virgin to control. He had to use a great deal of self-control to suppress the heat that was about to rise again.

The moment Meng Yuxiu left, Han Shuo felt that his miserable backside was finally relieved.

Without Meng Yuxiu's warmth, the room felt chilly. Han Shuo wanted to kick the blanket off his waist, but then he saw Meng Yuxiu staring intently at him.

He roared, "Hurry up and cover me with a blanket! You damn mad dog!"

Meng Yuxiu raised his eyes, his expression slightly stiff, "Han Shuo...you...you're bleeding..."

Upon hearing this, Han Shuo's vision went black again. If he weren't so weak that he could barely move, he would have jumped out of bed and grabbed Meng Yuxiu's head to beat him mercilessly.

He heaved his chest heavily for a moment, then glared at him again, "You're bleeding... What are you standing there for? Either go buy me some cotton to plug the wound or go get me some hot water to clean it up!"

Han Shuo's throat was already sore from yelling in bed, and after this outburst, his voice became completely hoarse.

Upon hearing this, Meng Yuxiu hurriedly got out of bed and put on his clothes. After he was dressed, he hurriedly prepared to go out to ask the hotel for hot water. However, just as his hand touched the doorknob, he remembered something and turned back to help Han Shuo cover himself with the blanket.

After the door was closed, Han Shuo rubbed his aching chest and then closed his eyes to rest on the bed.

He was so exhausted from the ordeal that he fell asleep as soon as he closed his eyes. When Meng Yuxiu returned to the room, he was too tired to even lift his eyelids. He could only vaguely hear Meng Yuxiu rummaging around in the room and the sound of a towel being wrung out in a basin.

A few minutes later, the bed sank, and Meng Yuxiu sat down on it, clutching a wrung-out towel.

He lowered his eyes and first looked at Han Shuo, who was sleeping. This person, who was usually lively and energetic on campus, looked a little haggard at this moment, and his lips were also a little red and swollen. He exuded a slight sense of brokenness. Then, thinking that Han Shuo was in this state because of him, Meng Yuxiu's mood became a little complicated.

He couldn't help but lower his head and kiss Han Shuo's lips. Even though he heard Han Shuo frown and click his tongue in dissatisfaction, he still felt an indescribable sweetness in his heart.

He touched Han Shuo's face with his finger and whispered, "Han Shuo, I'm going to wipe it for you."

Han Shuo gave a mumbled "hmm" and went back to sleep.

Meng Yuxiu stepped back to the foot of the bed, slowly lifted the blanket, and then slightly raised Han Shuo's legs.

When he saw the dried bloodstains on Han Shuo's inner thigh, his Adam's apple bobbed slightly.

Although he knew that a man bleeding had nothing to do with the first time, and that he might make Han Shuo bleed even the second time, his feelings were still very complicated at this moment. In his eyes, these bloodstains were evidence that he had become Han Shuo's first man.

His birthday was yesterday, but that didn't stop Han Shuo from giving him the best birthday gift today.

Meng Yuxiu felt an irrepressible surge of joy, and at the same time, he couldn't help but slightly curl the corners of his mouth as he gripped the towel and cleaned the area even more carefully.

After cleaning up, he climbed into bed, put his arm around Han Shuo's neck, and they snuggled together to rest.

Han Shuo didn't sleep for long. When he woke up, he saw Meng Yuxiu leaning against the headboard with his eyes closed, one arm under his neck and the other around his chest.

"Hey." Han Shuo patted his arm. "Wake up."

Meng Yuxiu opened his eyes, his expression a little dazed as he had just woken up.

"What time is it?" Han Shuo asked him.

Meng Yuxiu looked for his watch, picked it up, and glanced at the time. "It's nine o'clock."

Han Shuo stared at the light bulb on the ceiling for a moment, then propped himself up on his arms to get out of bed. The slightest movement caused him excruciating pain, as if every bone in his body had been disassembled and reassembled. He gasped for breath.

Meng Yuxiu quickly helped him up and asked, "Aren't you going to continue sleeping?"

Han Shuo: "The dorm closes at 10 o'clock, hurry back to school."

Meng Yuxiu didn't speak, his eyes secretly fixed on Han Shuo's muscular waist and abdomen, but Han Shuo still noticed.

Han Shuo saw that this brat was looking at him with such a hard gaze that he was about to get hard, and he was so angry that his teeth were grinding. He glared at him and said sarcastically, "What? Haven't you had enough yet? Want to do it again?"

Meng Yuxiu blushed instantly when his thoughts were guessed. He quickly tried to deny it, saying, "No. I just meant that we paid eight yuan for the room, so we can stay until tomorrow and leave tomorrow morning."

Han Shuo gave him a disdainful look: "Do you think I want to go through all this trouble? I didn't ask for leave, did I? When the dorm supervisor checked at night, two people were missing. Oh, and then I had to go back to school with you looking like this the next day. People would gossip about me to death."

Meng Yuxiu asked, "Didn't you used to not care about how the world viewed you?"

Han Shuo chuckled twice, then looked at Meng Yuxiu and said, "If you're on the bottom, I don't care what others think. But if you're on the bottom, well, I'd even ride you on the playground."

"..."

Han Shuo stopped wasting words with him. If he kept dragging it out, he would be locked out of the dormitory building and then have to call the dormitory manager to open the door, which would really make everyone know.

His clothes were completely ruined from the intense exercise a few hours ago. He took his thermal underwear and sweater one by one. He could still wear his upper body, but his pants were beyond repair. He had no choice but to call Meng Yuxiu.

Meng Yuxiu grabbed his ankle and helped him put on his pants, his eyes half-closed, and he slowly and painstakingly finished.

Han Shuo didn't have time to pay attention to where his eyes were looking, because after he finished putting on his clothes, he felt as if he had been beaten up again, and he kept hissing in pain.

But that wasn't the worst part. It wasn't until he stepped out of his room and down the stairs that he truly understood what torture meant, especially since his room was on the third floor.

Originally, Han Shuo didn't want anyone to see him in such a miserable state, and he wanted to pretend that nothing was wrong. He was prepared to force himself to hold onto the railing and go downstairs, but he didn't expect that as soon as he took the first step, his legs would shake like a sieve, and with each step, a certain place would tear with pain.

Meng Yuxiu first carefully helped him up, but then, unable to bear it, he told Han Shuo that he would carry him downstairs.

It would have been better if he hadn't spoken, because once he did, it was as if he was constantly reminding Han Shuo who was responsible for his miserable state. So Han Shuo grumbled as he shuffled down the stairs, "What's the use of trying to please me now? Why didn't you know that before?"

As a result, the scolding made him even more agitated.

"Damn it! You mad dog, why didn't you fucking go straight to my stomach?!"

Hearing Han Shuo repeatedly call him a "mad dog," Meng Yuxiu felt embarrassed. However, he knew Han Shuo had gone too far and couldn't deny it. So, with a flushed face, he could only say, "Can you stop cursing?"

Han Shuo frowned and glanced at the person next to him who looked aggrieved. In the end, he gritted his teeth and stopped cursing. He raised his chin at Meng Yuxiu and said, "Hey, don't forget to write down the number of times in your notebook."

Han Shuo felt he was at a great loss if he missed even one instance.

As the two descended the stairs, they passed the hotel reception. The owner was chatting with a new customer when he noticed Han Shuo's strange gait and couldn't help but ask with concern, "Young man, aren't you staying overnight?"

Han Shuo wasn't in the mood to answer, while Meng Yuxiu politely gave his boss a slight smirk: "We have to go back to school."

The hotel owner watched the two of them leave the hotel and complained to the new customers, "Tsk tsk tsk, students these days are getting more and more open-minded."

Meng Yuxiu was about to unlock the bicycle when he released Han Shuo. Han Shuo almost lost his balance and had to lean against the wall to urge Meng Yuxiu to hurry up. Otherwise, on this cold night, the wind would make people shiver, and when people shiver, even the wound on their buttocks would throb with pain.

Meng Yuxiu unlocked the leather lock and fastened it to the handlebars. Just as Han Shuo was about to get into the back seat, he called out, "Wait!"

"what?"

Meng Yuxiu took off the scarf from his neck and walked over to wrap it around Han Shuo's neck. Han Shuo's scarf was wide and long, and after Meng Yuxiu wrapped it around his head, only his face was visible.

Han Shuo thought it looked ugly and tried to take it off, but Meng Yuxiu stopped him.

"It's cold riding a bike." Meng Yuxiu wrapped himself up tightly again.

Seeing that there were hardly any people on the street, Han Shuo stopped arguing with him and said, "Alright, alright, let's go."

Meng Yuxiu nodded, walked forward, grabbed the handlebars, and kicked the bicycle kickstand away after straddling the handlebars. He waited only a few seconds, but Han Shuo still didn't get on the bike.

He turned his head and saw Han Shuo with his legs spread apart, his expression contorted in pain.

Meng Yuxiu couldn't help but say, "Why don't you sit sideways?"

"Only little girls sit sideways." Han Shuo grinned, but managed to move himself up, then slapped Meng Yuxiu's bottom with his big hand. "Let's go!"

In just half a day, Han Shuo's backside felt like it had suffered countless times, especially since there were hardly any paved roads in those days, and it was nighttime. Meng Yuxiu had been extra careful to ride the bicycle to flat areas, but Han Shuo was still bounced around the whole way.

Hearing Han Shuo's constant gasping behind him, Meng Yuxiu rode his bicycle with trepidation.

Finally, they arrived at the school when Han Shuo's face turned pale. Once there, Han Shuo refused to let Meng Yuxiu help him into the dormitory building. He was still limping on the playground, but as soon as he entered the dormitory building, even though they were still in the corridor, he straightened his back.

To avoid arousing suspicion, he forced himself to wash his face and brush his teeth, even though he was sweating profusely. However, back in the dormitory, the observant Doufu noticed that something was wrong with him.

"Han Shuo," Doufu looked at him from the top bunk, "what happened to your leg?"

Han Shuo pretended to be nonchalant, "What's wrong with my leg? My leg is perfectly fine."

Pidan said to Doufu with a grin, "He went out to play with Meng Yuxiu tonight."

Upon hearing this, everyone in the dormitory turned their attention to Han Shuo and began to tease him.

"Damn it! I'm really impressed by you guys. I already told you my legs are fine." Han Shuo was anxious. As if to prove that his legs were nimble, he stared at the ladder, gritted his teeth, and mustered all his strength to climb to the top bunk in a few quick movements.

"See? If I really did *that* with Meng Yuxiu, would my legs still be this nimble?" With that, he scoffed, spread out his quilt, and nimbly crawled inside, covering his head as he did so.

But once inside the blankets, the person who had been stubbornly refusing to admit it was in so much pain that their lips were trembling. Damn... it really hurt so much that tears were about to stream down their face.

The first mission was successfully completed. In the past, Han Shuo could exaggerate and tell Meng Yuxiu dozens of times a month, but now he wants to take a detour whenever he sees Meng Yuxiu. Fortunately, Meng Yuxiu did not mention it again, but there are two reasons why he did not mention it.

The first possibility is that Han Shuo's butt hasn't healed yet. The second possibility is that he prepaid for tutoring and took in twenty students at once, one student per day, and each student's schedule was not fixed. He had almost filled all his time except for eating, sleeping and going to the toilet, so he might not be able to finish tutoring by the time the final exams come around.

Even though he was busy like a dog every day, on Friday after school, Meng Yuxiu would rush to Class 7 to ask Han Shuo if he wanted to stay in the dorm on the weekend. Every time Han Shuo thought about how this man was a mad dog under his gentle and innocent face, his butt would ache.

What's with all this talk about making money by collecting recyclables and completing tasks?

Han Shuo was quite troubled. He continued to do tasks in his spare time, but his butt couldn't take it anymore. If he stopped, his butt had already been ravaged by Meng Yu, so it wasn't worth it.

But for the time being, and for a long time to come, he felt it was best to postpone it for now.

So Han Shuo made up an excuse to Meng Yuxiu, saying that he hadn't been home for too long and that his brother would worry, and Meng Yuxiu could only say disappointedly that he understood.

When the teacher found out that Meng Yuxiu was tutoring his classmates, Han Shuo was called into the office that day. Meng Yuxiu happened to be standing next door and was questioned by his homeroom teacher.

Han Shuo was called to the office because of his poor grades. His homeroom teacher earnestly advised him that the final exams were coming up soon and the college entrance exam would be next semester, urging Han Shuo to make a final push.

Han Shuo let it go in one ear and out the other, glancing at Meng Yuxiu every now and then.

From his perspective, Meng Yuxiu was facing the homeroom teacher of Class 1 with his body turned to the side. If Han Shuo ignored what happened in bed that night, then Meng Yuxiu was sitting upright with excellent posture, the model of all good students.

Han Shuo overheard his conversation with his homeroom teacher.

The homeroom teacher of Class One was a female teacher surnamed Liang. She was very surprised to learn that this excellent student was privately charging his classmates for tutoring. Her impression of Meng Yuxiu had always been that he was aloof, polite but not enthusiastic, and not worldly. So this behavior puzzled her.

"So you took money from your classmates?"

"Yes." Meng Yuxiu nodded truthfully.

Teacher Liang adjusted his glasses and then said earnestly, "Meng Yuxiu, I think your intention to tutor your classmates is good, but I don't think it's right to charge them. After all, classmates should help each other. You can save your money for after you graduate from university and find a good job."

"Um."

"Listen to the teacher, from now on, the students won't have to pay for their studies with you."

However, just when Han Shuo and the class teacher thought that such a good student would definitely agree obediently, Meng Yuxiu's eyes darted around as if he was thinking about something. After a few seconds, he looked at Teacher Liang and said, "No."

"Huh?" Teacher Liang was completely unprepared for this answer.

Meng Yuxiu repeated, "I'm sorry, teacher, I still need to charge you."

"..." Teacher Liang looked a little embarrassed. She asked Meng Yuxiu, "You're still a student, what do you want to do with the money?"

Upon hearing this, Han Shuo instinctively tensed up for a moment.

However, Meng Yuxiu was simply being honest, not stupid. He answered his homeroom teacher, "I need to help support my family."

Han Shuo: "..."

After Meng Yuxiu was finished talking to, he left. A short while later, Han Shuo was also released.

It was almost lunchtime, so Han Shuo didn't plan to go upstairs. Instead, he walked downstairs and found Meng Yuxiu waiting for him at the corner of the stairs.

Meng Yuxiu is currently extremely busy, so he can only accompany Han Shuo during mealtimes.

Han Shuo finally witnessed just how thirsty a boy who had just lost his virginity could be.

Even though the cafeteria was noisy, Han Shuo felt that Meng Yuxiu could get hard just by eating.

"Tsk tsk tsk..." Han Shuo couldn't help but squint his eyes and complain, "Look at yourself."

Meng Yuxiu asked, bewildered, "What happened to me?"

"What's wrong? You can get horny just from eating a meal."

Meng Yuxiu had his own thoughts, but being exposed made him incredibly ashamed and indignant. "What did I do?"

Han Shuo glanced down at him. "Heh, you dare say your pants aren't ripped?"

"..." Meng Yuxiu was speechless. He withdrew his burning gaze and pretended to eat seriously.

After eating for only a few minutes, he still wanted to ask, "Han Shuo, are you staying in the dorm this week?"

Han Shuo was in a bind, but he had already made up an excuse last week, and it wouldn't make sense to use the same excuse again this week, so he didn't answer immediately.

After coming up with an idea, he finally spoke: "Do the mission in the dorm?"

Meng Yuxiu nodded, his ears turning red.

Han Shuo deliberately said, "I don't really want to do it in the dormitory. I always feel like I'm still a student at school, and students should study hard. Doing that kind of thing feels a bit off."

Meng Yuxiu frowned and asked, "You want to go to a hotel?"

Han Shuo raised his voice and continued, "Hotels are more comfortable and have a better atmosphere."

Meng Yuxiu completely agreed with this point, but he lowered his eyes and said somewhat embarrassedly, "But I have no money..."

Han Shuo knows you're broke, haha. You're broke but still want to have sex. You're a noob but have a huge addiction.

He patted Meng Yuxiu on the shoulder to comfort him: "Then you should save some money. What if it snows heavily again and the students have to stay in the dorms? We're civilized people from the 21st century, after all. We can't just wander around looking for a place like stray dogs, right?"

Meng Yuxiu didn't speak, but nodded silently.

The two continued eating their lunchboxes. When they were almost finished, Jiang Xiaowen came to find Meng Yuxiu because he had bought two days of tutoring, and there was only one day left.

Meng Yuxiu would be busy after lunch, and the time he could spend with Han Shuo was gradually decreasing. Watching Han Shuo walk back to the dormitory building alone, he asked Jiang Xiaowen to wait for him for a while.

"Han Shuo!"

Meng Yuxiu was on his way to the classroom to tutor Jiang Xiaowen when Han Shuo, who was just thinking about finding someone to play basketball with, saw Meng Yuxiu running towards him before he had taken two steps.

"What's wrong?"

Meng Yuxiu ran up to him and suddenly said, "Why don't you come and have some tutoring too?"

"Huh? What am I supposed to tutor? No, no, I get a headache just looking at books. You two should go and study." Han Shuo said, turning to leave.

But Meng Yuxiu grabbed his wrist. Meng Yuxiu looked anxious and said to Han Shuo, "Final exams are coming up soon, and the college entrance exam is only a few months away. Haven't you thought about the future?"

"In the future?" Han Shuo raised an eyebrow.

He had indeed thought about it before, wanting to finish the kissing task as soon as possible and go back. Later, he also thought about quickly finishing his fifty encounters with Meng Yuxiu, then saving some money to send his brother and nephew back home sooner.

But now the situation has changed drastically; not only are the tasks unfinished, but there's not a single penny left.

He thought for a moment, smiled, and said, "If I don't pass the exam, I'll just go and get a job."

Seeing Han Shuo's nonchalant and carefree attitude, Meng Yuxiu felt a lump in his throat. He frowned and asked, "Will you work in the same city as me?"

"That works too."

Although Han Shuo had said he liked him, to be honest, Meng Yuxiu never really felt confident about Han Shuo. He always felt that Han Shuo would one day dump him.

He still held onto Han Shuo, saying, "Let's try harder while we still have time."

"Tsk, I already told you I really don't want to learn."

Meng Yuxiu's expression suddenly turned cold.

Han Shuo could tell at a glance that he was angry. This guy was always like that; when he got angry, he wouldn't say a word.

There were many people coming and going on the playground. Jiang Xiaowen was still waiting over there. Han Shuo didn't want to argue with him, so he quickly replied, "Okay, okay, I'll go to tutoring too. Is that alright?"

Jiang Xiaowen was somewhat disappointed that Han Shuo was added to the midday tutoring session. Fortunately, Meng Yuxiu was still angry from earlier, so he only gave Han Shuo a few problems and then ignored him.

The tutoring session was held in Class 1's classroom. Meng Yuxiu and Han Shuo sat in the last row, while Jiang Xiaowen sat in the seat in front of Meng Yuxiu.

After explaining the problem to Jiang Xiaowen, Meng Yuxiu would glance at him out of the corner of his eye.

Han Shuo struggled with the questions, sighing or running to the toilet after a short while.

In the end, Jiang Xiaowen was also inspired to go for a run.

While Jiang Xiaowen was away, Meng Yuxiu said he would take a look at Han Shuo's drafts and then took the drafts from his hand.

Han Shuo did two questions and got both wrong. Meng Yuxiu explained them to him and helped him correct them. However, while correcting them, he suddenly noticed something that Han Shuo had scribbled down haphazardly during class.

What you copy is actually irrelevant.

only……

Meng Yuxiu pointed to the characters and asked, "Did you write these?"

Han Shuo glanced at it, raised an eyebrow and said, "What, you think my handwriting is ugly?"

Meng Yuxiu sensed something was wrong. He began to recall the two love letters from before. He had always had a good memory, and he clearly remembered that the handwriting on those two love letters was neat and beautiful.

It's completely different from the messy, dog-eat-dog drafts I have now.

He slowly examined Han Shuo's face, and a few doubts suddenly arose in his mind.

He hesitated for a few seconds, then asked Han Shuo, "Can I have those two letters back?"

Han Shuo didn't react for a moment. He asked, "Which two letters?"

Meng Yuxiu: "The love letter I asked you to take back last time."

Han Shuo: "Huh? Are you crazy? Last time you told me to take it back, and now you want me to go ask someone for it back?"

Meng Yuxiu frowned. "Who are you asking?"

Han Shuo: "Jiang Xiaowen."

Who is Jiang Xiaowen?

Han Shuo said speechlessly, "I give up. Don't you know who Jiang Xiaowen is? And you're tutoring people now!"