A dark shadow approached, blocking the light in front of his eyes. Song Xuanhe raised his eyes in confusion and happened to meet Xiao Yuanmu's cold gaze.
"If everything is ok, I'll go back to my room."
Song Xuanhe subconsciously wanted to nod, but just as he raised his head a little, he suddenly stopped. He squinted at Xiao Yuanmu and said casually but pointedly, "How can it be okay? Have you forgotten your identity?"
Xiao Yuanmu's eyes were cold, and his gaze was fixed on Song Xuanhe, who was curled up on the sofa and looked particularly childish. His expression was cold and indifferent: "What do I need to do with my identity?"
Song Xuanhe threw away the pillow, stood on the sofa and looked down at Xiao Yuanmu, raised his chin with his finger, and said in an ambiguous tone: "What do you think?"
Xiao Yuanmu said nothing. Song Xuanhe let go of his chin and chuckled, "Wait for me in the room after you've washed up."
After saying that, he jumped off the sofa and turned away.
After returning to the room, Song Xuanhe closed the door and let out a long sigh. After the thorny feeling on his back eased a little, he couldn't help feeling a little worried. He had never even been in a relationship before, so he had no idea what to do next. What's more, Xiao Yuanmu was a man. The only thing he was thankful for was that he was sure that Xiao Yuanmu would push him away.
But it is hard to say what point Xiao Yuanmu would push him away.
Time was very tight, and Song Xuanhe, who knew nothing, could only cram. He quickly took out his mobile phone to check what men should do between men, but after looking around, the answers were either extremely straightforward and obscene, telling him how to get in and where to get in, or perfunctory answers like "let it be" that were of no help at all.
Before Song Xuanhe could finish checking, the system reminded: [Xiao Yuanmu has finished taking a shower, and now he is only wearing a bath towel. This is the plot point where the incident will happen. You should go over quickly. If you wait for him to put on his clothes, your mission will fail. 】
Song Xuanhe's expression froze. He paused for two seconds, put down the phone, turned around, opened the door, and walked to the next door as if he was going to sacrifice himself heroically.
After knocking on the door three times gently, Song Xuanhe pushed the door open without waiting for Xiao Yuanmu to say anything. As expected, he saw Xiao Yuanmu with a bath towel wrapped around his lower body and wiping his hair with the towel.
Seeing the door open, Xiao Yuanmu put down the towel in his hand, ignoring the dripping hair, and walked directly towards Song Xuanhe with a cold face.
Song Xuanhe's major was fashion design, and he was used to seeing all kinds of human bodies when he was in school. So when he saw Xiao Yuanmu for the first time, he knew that Xiao Yuanmu had a good body proportion, and even if he applied for a male model, he would probably be fought over by discerning agents.
But after actually seeing the half-naked Xiao Yuanmu, Song Xuanhe was inevitably amazed.
If Xiao Yuanmu's face is God's proudest work, then Xiao Yuanmu's figure must be perfect enough that even the greatest sculptor in the world could hardly replicate. His muscles are tight and explosive, and his waist-shoulder ratio and upper-lower body ratio are perfect, not to mention his strong abdominal muscles and sexy mermaid line. Just by looking at his figure, Song Xuanhe can immediately design ten series of men's clothing, and they are for spring and summer as well as autumn and winter.
Xiao Yuanmu stood less than one meter away from Song Xuanhe. After seeing the undisguised surprise and obsession in Song Xuanhe's eyes, he half-drooped his eyelashes and concealed the cold light in his eyes.
[Plot, Brother! 】
The voice of the system pulled Song Xuanhe back from his state of mind when he was already designing the costumes. He blinked a little confusedly, and then realized that Xiao Yuanmu was very close to him, and the hormones brought by his body and face were also overwhelming him.
Unfortunately, Song Xuanhe didn't feel the slightest bit of emotion. He just wanted to find a piece of paper and draw out the design that he had just conceived in his mind.
[You can give it a try. That work might become very popular after you die, because I heard that the works of you human artists are more valuable after you die. 】
Song Xuanhe: …
Don't dare to try. Don't dare to try.
The system's words brought Song Xuanhe back to reality. He looked up at Xiao Yuanmu, whose expression was stern, and couldn't help feeling aggrieved. Xiao Yuanmu didn't want to, he was still unwilling, but if he didn't want to, he would have to die. It was so fucked up to want to live.
Xiao Yuanmu frowned slightly, not knowing if it was an illusion, but he felt that Song Xuanhe's expression looked a little aggrieved and innocent. This was the second time he had this illusion today. This made Xiao Yuanmu, who always believed in his own judgment and intuition, very alert. He had underestimated Song Xuanhe.
Song Xuan is indeed arrogant and domineering, but now it seems that he is not stupid. Perhaps collecting evidence of the Song family's illegal activities will be a little more difficult than he expected.
Xiao Yuanmu remained calm, but Song Xuanhe could not wait any longer for the sake of his life.
He took a step forward and pushed Xiao Yuanmu to sit on the bed. When he wanted to push him down, he found that he couldn't move him. Song Xuanhe was helpless and didn't dare to look at Xiao Yuanmu's expression. He could only close his eyes and kiss his lips. Their soft lips pressed against each other. Xiao Yuanmu's eyes flashed with coldness. Just when he thought Song Xuanhe would go deeper, he moved to his neck.
Although it was a necessary plot, and not like little girls who would care about things like first kiss, Song Xuanhe still couldn't bring himself to say anything to a man he didn't like at all and who also didn't like him and was probably planning a hundred ways for him to die in his mind.
The plot simply said that Song Xuanhe wanted to do something bad to Xiao Yuanmu, and did not describe the process in detail. His perfunctory response could be considered as going against the plot.
Song Xuanhe licked his neck without any method, like a puppy licking a bone with not even all its teeth grown yet. Xiao Yuanmu had already decided to kick Song Xuanhe away when he reached his limit of endurance, but when he was kissed so obviously awkwardly, for some reason, his violent and gloomy mood was suppressed, and he even leisurely wanted to know what Song Xuanhe would do next.
Song Xuanhe bent over and nibbled Xiao Yuanmu's neck for a while, until his waist became sore from waiting. Xiao Yuanmu did not push him away, and even the muscles in his shoulders, which were so tense that they made his teeth chatter, seemed to relax a little. He did not dare to confirm Xiao Yuanmu's expression, and could only move down with gritted teeth.
When his lips touched the firm chest muscles with a slight smell of shower gel, Song Xuanhe paused, prepared himself mentally, gritted his teeth and prepared to touch that point. However, just as he got close, someone pressed his waist and sat on his thighs, which were firm and explosive even through the bath towel.
Xiao Yuanmu pinched Song Xuanhe's chin and forced him to look up. Looking at his eyelashes trembling with nervousness, he said in a hoarse and cold voice, "You haven't done it?"
After Song Xuanhe was pulled up, he was overjoyed without even hearing what Xiao Yuanmu said. He quickly asked the system in his mind: [Ergou! This can also be considered as Xiao Yuanmu pushing me away! No matter if you push me with your hands or kick me with your feet! As long as you stop me from going on, it's considered as pushing me away, right? 】
This time, the system did not disappoint Song Xuanhe and said: [This plot mission has been completed. 】
Song Xuanhe's eyes lit up instantly, and even under such a sudden surprise, he did not forget to maintain his personality: "Who said that I have never done it before, but you are so hard and have no interest at all that I am disappointed. Forget it today, let's talk about it next time."
After saying that, Song Xuanhe tried to break free from Xiao Yuanmu's hand that was pinching his chin.
However, although Xiao Yuanmu didn't seem to be exerting much effort, he couldn't break free. In fact, the movement of struggling made him feel something hard slowly bulging under his buttocks. As a man, Song Xuanhe naturally knew what that was, but he couldn't have imagined that Xiao Yuanmu, a bottom, was so gifted!
What a pity.
Song Xuanhe sighed in a very fake manner. In contrast to his male dignity, he inexplicably felt a little gloating.
What's the use of having a big penis? It's just for decoration. It might even cause impotence or something. The normal size for a normal person like him is just right for health.
Xiao Yuanmu didn't expect that he would actually react to Song Xuanhe's rubbing. He suddenly let go of Song Xuanhe's chin, pushed him out, and said coldly: "Since it's over today, then you can get out."
Song Xuanhe wanted to leave immediately, but when he reached the door of the room, he suddenly felt something was wrong.
After taking a shower and lying on the bed, he finally reacted belatedly and said to the system in his mind: [Ergou, why do I feel that Xiao Yuanmu is a little strange? It was obviously me who went to fuck him, but why did it act like he was fucking me? Is it my illusion? 】
The system's voice never appeared in his mind. Just when Song Xuanhe thought it would not answer such a question irrelevant to the plot, it slowly confirmed: [It's your illusion. 】
Song Xuanhe was already in a daze and about to fall asleep. When he heard the system's words, he hummed softly from his nose as if in response, and soon fell asleep.
The author has something to say: Song Xuanhe Momo changed his WeChat signature to: For some people, just living has exhausted all their energy.
Grandpa Song: No money left?
Song’s mother: Has my precious son been wronged?
Father Song: You evil creature, are you short of food and clothing at home? Whining without reason!
Brother Song: What's wrong?
Xiao Yuanmu: Come, have some noodles.
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