With a somewhat thin back against the bedroom door, Shang Yan reached out and touched his head, where... a pair of furry ears appeared.
His body was burning hot, and he had grown a tail, and... and more than one.
Exhausted, Shang Yan slumped to the ground and covered his flushed cheeks, feeling as if he were on fire.
He opened his eyes, which had turned into beastly pupils, somewhat weakly. Sweat had soaked the soft hair on his forehead. A mirror... he needed a mirror now!
"Shang Yan?" Zhou Ping, who was standing outside the door, only heard a thud from inside. He frantically banged on the door several times, but couldn't break it open.
Another noise came from the bedroom, the sound of something breaking.
"Yan Yan, open the door..." Zhou Ping said anxiously, but the person inside the bedroom did not respond.
His dark eyes deepened, and he anxiously turned and went downstairs. Once he reached the street outside, he pushed off with his feet and leaped onto the second-floor balcony.
Fortunately, the balcony door was not locked. After pushing the door open, Zhou Ping anxiously looked into the bedroom.
Then he saw a small bulge on the bed, the moonlight shining down on it. Hearing someone come in, Shang Yan, who was huddled under the covers, stirred.
"Yan Yan..." He walked towards the bedside, his light footsteps sounding, his voice steady and strong, making people feel inexplicably at ease, "What's wrong? Don't hide from me."
"Don't come any closer!" Shang Yan, who was huddled under the covers, reacted strongly. He didn't want anyone to see him like this and was very resistant to the idea.
Zhou Ping stopped and stood quietly by the bed, watching the little bulge huddled under the covers. "Okay, I won't go over there."
After a long while, Shang Yan, who was huddled under the covers, felt hot and tentatively lifted a corner of the covers to peek outside.
"Yan Yan, your tail is showing." Zhou Ping, who had been watching him closely, turned his gaze to the fluffy white tail.
"You have to say it!" Shang Yan shouted in response, quickly retracting his tail that had been exposed.
His body is burning hot right now. Because of his unstable condition, he is very easily agitated and can explode at the slightest provocation.
Lying prone under the covers like this, there's very little room to move around, and it's stuffy and hot. Before long, you feel like you've been pulled out of the water, covered in sweat.
"Zhou Ping?" Zhou Ping hadn't spoken for a long time. If Shang Yan hadn't been able to hear his breathing, he would have thought he was gone.
"Yes, I'm here." Hearing Shang Yan call his name, he silently took a step forward, now very close to the bed.
"Wife, I'm not human anymore..." came a muffled voice from under the covers, "Will you leave me?"
Hearing the slightly aggrieved tone in his voice, she raised her hand slightly at her side and gently placed it on the bulge covered by the white blanket. "No."
Shang Yan remained silent for a long time, buried under the covers.
It was a very quiet atmosphere.
Just when Zhou Ping thought he wouldn't say anything, Shang Yan spoke hesitantly.
"Wife, could you please take your hand away... your hand is on my tail..." He was already emotionally unstable, and it took a lot of effort for him to remain rational.
In fact, Zhou Ping only placed his hand on Shang Yan's lower back, which shouldn't have touched his tail. However, Shang Yan had so many tails that he hadn't even counted them carefully.
Upon hearing this, Zhou Ping quickly removed his hand, surprised that he had placed it in such a convenient spot.
She apologized softly, a little embarrassed, "I'm sorry..."
A while later...
Shang Yan gave a soft "hmm" and slowly lifted the blanket, his emerald beast eyes staring at the blanket pulled up to his waist. "...I have too many tails, I'm not wearing pants."
"I'll buy it for you tomorrow..." In this situation, what kind of clothes should I buy for Shangyan to wear?
Zhou Ping stopped midway through his sentence.
"Whatever, I'm not going out anyway!" When he's in a good mood, Shang Yan can go out without any worries, and he can even ride his motorcycle around and cause a ruckus.
I'm not human anymore; I'd probably get caught as soon as I stepped out the door.
"What should I do? Will I never be able to see anyone again?" Shang Yan gripped the blanket tightly. He sat on the bed, seemingly having lost all his strength and ability.
"No, I'm human." Zhou Ping'an reassured him, "I'm human."
Shang Yan: ...
That makes a lot of sense.
But he can't just meet with Zhou Ping alone, can he? That wouldn't be right.
The tail behind it moved involuntarily, sweeping away most of the blanket covering its waist.
"!", his tight waist and abdomen were completely exposed. Shang Yan quickly pressed down on his tail with one hand and pulled the blanket up with the other. He was a little embarrassed and annoyed.
"I just turned into this... and my tail isn't very obedient yet."
"You'll get used to it eventually." Seeing that Shang Yan's reaction wasn't so intense, Zhou Ping sat down on the edge of the bed, reached out and placed his hand on Shang Yan's head, gently stroking his soft hair.
Shang Yan was getting a little distracted by the touching, and his tail unconsciously popped out again, gently swishing behind him.
"..." Zhou Ping's dark pupils stared intently at his bushy tails without blinking.
Noticing his gaze, Shang Yan quickly tucked his tail behind him. "What's so interesting?"
"...It looks great." Zhou Ping reached out and gently pulled him into his arms. Shang Yan was still very hot. Zhou Ping pressed his face against Shang Yan's burning cheek and asked, "Are you feeling unwell?"
Before Shang Yan could react to the compliment, when Zhou Ping asked him a question, he unconsciously blurted out, "It's hot, it's really hot, and..."
After saying that, he swallowed unconsciously, then closed his eyes and curled up his hands at his sides.
I forced myself to hold back and didn't say anything more.
Zhou Ping reached out and gently stroked the back of his head, silently soothing him by touching his soft hair. When he touched the pair of limp beast ears on Shang Yan's head, his large hand paused, but he still couldn't help but gently touch them.
It's very soft; the snow-white fur on the animal ears is fine and dense, and it feels soft and smooth to the touch. When you pinch it, it will tremble slightly.
Shang Yan snorted and snuggled into his arms, pressing his hand down. "You... never mind."
"Don't touch me again!" he warned fiercely, his face turning bright red.
Seeing that he said that, Zhou Ping stopped moving and slowly patted his back. When his body was no longer so tense, he slowly reached out and touched Shang Yan's outstretched hand.
It's very soft, it feels like silk.
Shang Yan's beastly eyes narrowed, then he shoved Zhou Ping hard, "Shameless!"
This was the first time Shang Yan had said this to Zhou Ping; in the past, it was always 019 who called the two of them shameless.
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