Xiang Cong took out a lighter, lit it for himself, took a deep drag, then tilted his head and leaned over to light the cigarette in Yi Mu's mouth.
Given their current relationship, this pose is quite ambiguous.
Yi Mu turned his head to avoid Xiang Cong's movement and reached for his lighter.
When Xiang Cong refused, he raised his hand high, his eyes defiant: "If you're so capable, then come and take it."
Yi Mu was easily provoked into a fight. If he were a human, he wouldn't have bothered with Xiang Cong, who had the advantage of height.
But he's a vampire now, what can't he do?
Yi Mu threw down his hiking stick and kicked Xiang Cong.
Xiang Cong nimbly dodged, and the two began to fight on the mountaintop.
Yi Mu is much faster than Xiang Cong, but Xiang Cong's blocking skills are quite impressive, and he is also stronger.
Yi Mu couldn't get close to him at all.
Every time Yimu's hand touched the lighter casing, Xiang Cong would tease him like a child, letting him touch it briefly before quickly pulling his hand away.
After several such incidents, Yi Mu became angry.
He seized the opportunity, jumped onto Xiang Cong, pulled down his raised hand, quickly and ruthlessly pried open his fingerless fingers, and snatched the lighter.
With a smug look on his face, Yi Mu laughed loudly: "I told you to hide, but I still managed to catch you."
Sure enough, he looks better when he smiles.
Although it is over a thousand years old, it has the appearance of a child, and its attempt to appear mature is not endearing.
A smile like that, revealing two tiny, pointed teeth, makes you want to pinch them.
As Xiang Cong thought this, his hand moved against his will.
Yi Mu awkwardly lit a cigarette with a lighter, but before he could even take a puff, his cheek was pinched.
It feels pretty good to the touch, like dough.
Xiang Cong was so engrossed in pinching that he didn't notice the Prince's murderous gaze at him.
"Is it fun?" Yi Mu asked through gritted teeth.
Xiang Cong noticed that the porcelain-like skin had turned red from his pinching, so he lightened his grip and nodded in satisfaction: "Feels good."
Yi Mu pressed Xiang Cong's head down and beat him unilaterally for ten minutes.
Xiang Cong, with his thick skin, successfully gained an advantage compared to the few tickles Yi Mu gave him; it was well worth it.
This hike significantly reduced the tense atmosphere between the two.
Xiang Cong heard from other classmates that Yi Mu was not very popular among the boys, so he often came to play with him.
They said they came to play with Yi Mu, but actually they came to bicker with Yi Mu, and each time it ended with them being beaten up by Yi Mu.
His wit and humor were useless in front of Yi Mu; just looking at Yi Mu's cold face made him unable to resist provoking him.
Every time Yi Mu was so angry that he would jump up and down, Xiang Cong would act like a masochist, waiting for Yi Mu to beat him up.
This childish trope, reminiscent of a primary school boy attracting a girl he likes, would be easily seen by an observer.
Unfortunately, Yi Mu was a loner, and Xian Yangxin was only his nominal fiancée, whom he never saw.
Xian Yanglan would hide whenever she saw Yi Mu. Xiang Cong came here every day, and she thought he was there to see her. The little girl was so absorbed in her unrequited love that she didn't have time to think too much.
Although the steward came along, it was inconvenient for him to stay by the Imur's side due to the communal living arrangements.
Yi Mu was also clueless about love; he didn't even notice that Xiang Cong was acting strangely.
Until the long summer vacation ended, the school planned to hold a farewell dance in the auditorium of the Summer Palace.
Yi Mu then realized Xiang Cong's ulterior motives.
For these rich young men and women born with silver spoons in their mouths, balls were as normal as breathing.
Xian Yangxin had her dress delivered by her family a week in advance.
She wasn't a good older sister, but she wasn't exactly bad to Xian Yanglan either.
Her own dress was studded with tiny diamonds, making it incredibly dazzling.
All Xian Yanglan was given was a plain, unadorned white off-the-shoulder dress.
Yi Mu prepared a pair of shoes for Xian Yanglan, light blue satin strappy stilettos that accentuated her slender ankles.
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