The old man had actually taken the initiative to ask for a photo. Regardless of whether he was doing it to comfort him or out of sympathy, given his usual fake serious personality, the fact that he had asked for it himself meant there had to be some ambiguous feelings involved.
How could Wen Moxue possibly refuse?
He immediately said that he would take some pictures and send them to him as soon as he got home.
Wen Moxue had originally been in a rather gloomy mood but Fu Cheng’s request instantly brought him back to life. The moment he got home, he immediately began making preparations.
In order to hook Fu Cheng, he had recently bought quite a few women’s clothes. After all, the money was ultimately coming from the sheep itself, so there was no reason for him to feel bad about spending it.
Once he had changed, he searched Little Green Book for some seductive photo poses. He stood in front of the mirror for half an hour, taking one picture after another, before finally getting a few he was satisfied with and sending them to Fu Cheng.
A’Xiaoli: Brother, this is what I wore outside today.
A’Xiaoli: But I’ve prepared a surprise for Brother underneath it……
The picture Wen Moxue sent showed him wearing a long trench coat, with only a section of his sock covered lower leg visible.
Fu: What surprise?
The fish had taken the bait.
Wen Moxue immediately sent him the remaining pictures.
A’Xiaoli: Is it pretty? I’m only letting Brother see it.
The buttons of the trench coat had already been undone, revealing the beautiful little black skirt underneath. Below it, he wore thigh high stockings with garter straps. The stockings reached only to his knees, leaving his porcelain white thighs exposed above them, while the black garter straps wound around his legs in several bands, squeezing the soft flesh just enough to create a hint of fullness. They transformed what would otherwise have been an ordinary pair of stockings and ordinary thighs into something irresistibly alluring and provocative.
He had even taken a picture of himself kneeling on the floor. One hand held the phone as he took the photograph, while the other gripped the hem of his skirt, as though he were deliberately holding it down to keep it from riding up. It was an incredibly seductive pose yet his clear, innocent eyes gazed toward the space outside the frame, making the whole image seem even more tempting, as though someone might want to pull his hand away, lift his skirt and tease him until he cried.
A’Xiaoli: [Cat covering eyes.GIF]
A’Xiaoli: Is it pretty, Brother? (shy)
Fu: Mm.
Fu: I’ve finished looking. It’s very pretty. You’re not feeling well, so go to bed early.
Wen Moxue: ???
Wait. After all that effort, this was Fu Cheng’s reaction?
Why did he sound like a middle aged man who had just completed his routine marital duty, leaving behind nothing but an overwhelming sense of having finished a task?
This was ridiculous. Absolutely ridiculous.
Reluctantly, Wen Moxue said goodnight to Fu Cheng.
The advantage of moving out to live off campus was that he could enjoy the comfort and freedom of living alone. The disadvantage was equally obvious: every morning, he had to get up roughly ten minutes earlier than before to make it to class.
For a university student, those ten minutes were more deadly than losing an entire hour of sleep.
Before, Wen Moxue could always arrive at the classroom a few minutes before class began. Now, he was practically stepping through the door with the bell.
As a result, he missed the sports meet event registration sheet that the class monitor had passed around that morning for everyone to sign up.
They were a liberal arts major, with very few male students, so when it came to the sports meet, every single one of them had to participate. Wen Moxue hated exercising. In previous years, when he had been forced to participate, he had simply signed up for things like shot put and long jump and muddled his way through them.
But by the time this year’s event list reached them, only the 1,500 meter, 3,000 meter and 5,000 meter long distance races were left.
Shu Yan was quick enough to snatch the 1,500 meter race, leaving Wen Moxue with no choice but to grit his teeth and sign up for the 3,000 meter.
Actually, even 1,500 meters was already pushing his limits.
There was one piece of news that wasn’t exactly bad news: Wen Moxue hadn’t planned on going to work at the tea house for the next half month anyway.
He had left so abruptly that day. There was no guarantee that Wen Heng wouldn’t become suspicious, send someone to investigate him, or even personally show up at the tea house to catch him in the act.
He didn’t want Wen Heng to find out that he was working part time while wearing women’s clothes and give him another excuse to ridicule him or invent some disgusting story about him.
Having to practice running gave him a perfectly legitimate excuse to take time off. Even if Wen Heng had really started paying attention to him, suddenly not going to work for half a month wouldn’t seem particularly deliberate.
And so Wen Moxue began his long distance running practice with a completely hopeless expression.
He normally did almost no exercise. After barely managing four and a half laps, 1,400 meters, he was already close to death. His legs went weak and he collapsed directly onto the soft grass, feeling as though his throat had been scorched by smoke. Even the air he exhaled seemed to be coming out in clouds of smoke.
The thought that he still had more than half the distance left made his vision go black, then black again. He even began considering whether it might be possible to deliberately fall and break his leg.
Just then, a bottle of energy drink was extended down from above and landed in front of Wen Moxue. A boy’s voice came from overhead. “It’s not recommended to lie down immediately after running. You’ll feel even worse if you do and tomorrow your whole body will be sore.”
Wen Moxue looked up and saw that the person offering him the drink was a rather handsome dark skinned young man. Judging from the well developed, muscular build of his body, he was probably a student from the sports department.
“Thanks but no need. I brought my own water.”
“An energy drink will help you recover your strength faster.” As he spoke, the boy simply sat down beside him, pulled open the can and handed it over. “Here. Don’t be shy.”
It would have been rude to refuse such sincere hospitality, so Wen Moxue could only take it. He drank a mouthful and the cool, refreshing sensation traveled all the way down his throat and into his stomach. It felt as though his entire body had just been rescued.
“Thank you.”
“Did you sign up for a long distance race?” the boy asked.
“Yes, the 3,000 meter.”
“You don’t normally do long distance running and your stamina is only average. It will be difficult for you to finish the whole thing if you keep going like this. I know some long distance running techniques. They might be able to help you.”
Wen Moxue’s eyes immediately lit up. “What techniques?”
The boy smiled. “You’ve already exhausted yourself today. How about tomorrow evening? We’ll meet here and I’ll teach you then.”
“Sure.” Wen Moxue agreed without the slightest hesitation. “I’ll be counting on you to save my life.”
The boy continued, “If you run like this today, your muscles should be sore all over tomorrow. What’s your WeChat? I’ll send you a video. Follow along with it after you get home and you won’t hurt as much tomorrow.”
Wen Moxue had no idea there was such a useful thing. He hadn’t brought his phone with him and was just about to give the boy his phone number when Shu Yan walked over carrying Wen Moxue’s belongings. He had also come to practice but after three laps, he had already collapsed in defeat.
Wen Moxue took his phone back from him, scanned the boy’s WeChat QR code and added him as a friend. After arranging the time to meet the next day, the boy left first.
“Tsk, tsk. He seems interested in you.” Shu Yan winked at him. “His physique and stamina are both pretty good. I didn’t expect him to be gay too.”
“You know him?” Wen Moxue asked.
“It’s He Rao, the campus heartthrob from the Sports Department. You don’t know him? He’s the dream guy of all the little bottoms.”
“……” Wen Moxue genuinely had no idea.
Shu Yan smiled with an extremely mischievous expression. “I heard he’s pretty impressive in that department too. Someone saw him working out in tight pants, there was a huge bulge. You could give him a try.”
Wen Moxue: “…………”
Unfortunately, Wen Moxue wasn’t interested in him. At present, all of his thoughts were occupied by Fu Cheng.
The next day, Wen Moxue and Shu Yan went to the sports field together. He Rao was already waiting for them.
His so called secret to long distance running was probably just some experience he had accumulated himself but it really did work surprisingly well. Under his guidance, Wen Moxue actually managed to run 2,000 meters before collapsing.
As the saying went, “A journey of a hundred miles is ninety miles but halfway there.” The remaining 1,000 meters felt longer than Wen Moxue’s entire life.
He Rao handed him a bottle of energy drink. “Don’t rush. Increase the distance little by little. After a few days, you’ll be able to run the whole thing in one go.”
“Thanks.” This time Wen Moxue didn’t refuse. He accepted it and took a sip before saying, “Shu Yan and I are planning to go eat at Baihui Mall. Want to come with us?”
He Rao had helped them, regardless of whether he’d done it casually or deliberately, so they definitely had to treat him to a meal.
After discussing it with Shu Yan, they had decided that each of them would treat him once. Wen Moxue would pay today and once their training was nearing its end, Shu Yan would pay.
Baihui Mall was a relatively high end shopping mall in Haishi. There was a barbecue restaurant inside that was quite delicious, with an average cost of around 300 yuan per person, which was fairly expensive.
If Wen Moxue hadn’t made quite a bit of money from working recently, he really wouldn’t have been willing to spend that much.
He Rao smiled. “Sure.”
“Then let’s go back, take a shower and change clothes. We’ll meet at the east gate at seven.”
“Deal.”
Baihui Mall wasn’t particularly far away. Wen Moxue had originally planned to take a taxi there but unexpectedly, an Audi A5 stopped right in front of them and honked.
Wen Moxue thought they were blocking the road and was just about to move aside when the driver’s window rolled down, revealing He Rao’s face.
“Get in.”
“Whoa.” Shu Yan raised his eyebrows. “Is it your car?”
He Rao said shyly, “My family bought it for me.”
Shu Yan gave Wen Moxue a push. “Then you sit in the passenger seat.”
Wen Moxue could only open the passenger side door.
Actually, he could already tell that He Rao was interested in him but since the other man hadn’t said anything outright, Wen Moxue had no way to reject him directly. All he could do was pretend he hadn’t noticed.
Anyway, there were only a few days of training left. After that, they probably wouldn’t have much reason to interact anymore.
Parking at this shopping mall was inconvenient, so He Rao dropped them off at the entrance and told them to go inside first, reserve a table and order their food. He would park the car and come over afterward.
Since it wasn’t the weekend and they had arrived relatively late, they had already missed the peak hours. There weren’t many people in the mall anymore. After entering, they went straight to the escalator and rode it up to the third floor.
At the same time, Fu Cheng, who had just finished dinner with a client, was surrounded by a group of people as they stepped onto the downward escalator.
The head of the partner company was still enthusiastically discussing the topic they’d left unfinished at the dinner table when he noticed Fu Cheng’s gaze suddenly settle on a certain spot. His brows drew together slightly and he followed Fu Cheng’s line of sight, only to see a beautiful young man.
Their group was dressed in suits, every one of them radiating an unmistakable air of elite professionals. Their presence was simply too conspicuous, so Wen Moxue and Shu Yan spotted them almost immediately as well.
The instant their eyes met, there was only one thought in Wen Moxue’s mind.
Oh no!
Was he about to be exposed?
“Don’t look at him. Quickly turn your face away and talk to me as if nothing happened,” Shu Yan reminded him in a low voice.
At that moment, Wen Moxue unleashed the finest acting performance of his entire life. The gaze he’d fixed on Fu Cheng seemed to have been captivated by his handsome appearance. When he noticed that Fu Cheng was looking back at him, he shyly turned his face away and began whispering with his friend as though they were discussing something private and interesting.
Those dozen or so seconds seemed to stretch endlessly. Wen Moxue appeared perfectly calm on the outside but the palms of his hands were already sweating.
Fortunately, the escalator finally reached the top. When Wen Moxue stepped onto solid ground, he discovered, rather pathetically, that his legs had actually gone slightly weak.
He restrained the urge to look down and quickly walked toward the barbecue restaurant with Shu Yan, asking in a low voice, “Do you think he recognized me?”
“He probably didn’t…”
Shu Yan hadn’t even finished speaking when someone behind them called out, “You two students, wait.”
The two of them instantly froze.
Behind them came the rapid click clack of dress shoes as someone hurried after them. Before long, a man dressed in a suit caught up with them.
Sure enough, he was one of the several men who had just been riding the escalator down together with Fu Cheng.
“Sorry, excuse me, young student.” The man smiled at Wen Moxue in a friendly and polite manner. “Our boss… that very handsome gentleman you saw on the escalator just now, seemed quite interested in you. Could I ask for your WeChat?”
In reality, he wasn’t Fu Cheng’s subordinate at all. He was the assistant of the head of the partner company.
What Wen Moxue didn’t know, however, was that this suited man had used a little trick and obtained his phone number from the barbecue restaurant.
The head of the partner company had noticed that Fu Cheng’s gaze remained fixed on that young man until the two sides passed each other and Fu Cheng finally looked away. He seemed to have understood something.
It was rare for him to actually guess what this famously cold faced, cold hearted business partner was thinking, so naturally, he had to seize the opportunity and do him a favor.
That was why he’d sent his assistant to ask for the young man’s contact information.
Who could have expected that his good intentions would accidentally scare Wen Moxue half to death?
Wen Moxue desperately tried to remain composed and refused. “I’m sorry, I already have a boyfriend. My boyfriend doesn’t like me casually adding other men.”
“Understood. Sorry to bother you.” The suited man didn’t press the matter and simply turned around and left.
The two of them simultaneously let out a long breath of relief.
Shu Yan clutched his chest. “My heart almost jumped right out of my body.”
Wen Moxue was covered in cold sweat as well.
If he’d been recognized, not only would all his previous efforts have been wasted but the other side might even report him to the police. That would truly be the most humiliating outcome imaginable.
They reached the barbecue restaurant first and asked for a private room. Since He Rao hadn’t arrived yet, they didn’t order anything for the time being.
Only after the waiter had left did Wen Moxue nervously ask, “What do we do? Fu Cheng must have suspected something, otherwise why would he send someone to ask for my WeChat? What if he investigates me?”
“That’s easy. Do you have any pictures on your phone? Send him one and pretend you’re at home.”
Wen Moxue immediately opened his phone gallery. However, the pictures of himself dressed as a woman that he’d taken for Fu Cheng were all so revealing that he’d always deleted them immediately after taking them, just in case someone accidentally saw them and thought he was some kind of pervert. He hadn’t kept any of the photos.
He scrolled downward, checking whether he had any cosplay pictures he could use as a temporary substitute.
Shu Yan’s eyes were extremely sharp. He immediately spotted a certain photograph in the gallery. “Stop scrolling. That one just now. Go up, up.”
Wen Moxue swiped upward. The moment he saw the picture Shu Yan was talking about, his face immediately turned red.
It was a photograph of his underwear partially pulled down.
Some time ago, a red bump had appeared on his butt but he couldn’t see what exactly it was. He’d asked Shu Yan to take a picture for him so they could figure out what it was.
He clearly remembered deleting it afterward, so why was there still a more distant shot?
It had definitely been Shu Yan’s mischievous idea to secretly take another picture!
Shu Yan was very good at finding the right angle. In the photograph, a narrow section of Wen Moxue’s waist was exposed, his skin pale and smooth, with the delicate, slender appearance of a woman’s waist that seemed almost too fine to encircle.
In order to let Shu Yan take a clearer picture, he’d slightly bent forward and stuck his butt out.
Looking at it now, it practically looked as though he had deliberately been posing and showing off.
The skin was so white it almost seemed to glare, like a perfectly fermented steamed bun, with a tiny bump conspicuously dotted upon it. The surrounding skin was flushed red and rather than making the picture look ugly, it somehow added an inexplicably suggestive undertone…
“No way! I’m not sending this.” Wen Moxue refused decisively.
If he sent a picture like this, how was he supposed to keep living afterward?
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ChaptersChapter 1 · You think you can get away with this?Chapter 2 · That clueless straight guyChapter 3 · It’s just women’s clothing, right?Chapter 4 · That’s clearly a girl’s voice!Chapter 5 · Fu Dog, prepare to die!Chapter 6 · I possess a masculine charmChapter 7 · This skirt makes her look like a slutChapter 8 · Fu transferred 10,000 yuan to you.Chapter 9 · Black stockings photosChapter 10 · The older man asked for the photos himself!Chapter 11 · I bumped into an old man while dressed as a manChapter 12 · An older man took the initiative to ask him out!Chapter 13 · Forums where posts were postedChapter 14 · Eating with an older manChapter 15 · Pattting HeadChapter 16 · The older man’s heart flutterChapter 17 · Don’t keep posting these kinds of photos.Chapter 18 · Exclusive private photos of an older manChapter 19 · I was kissedChapter 20 · Unique seduction methodChapter 21 · My lips are swollen from being kissed.Chapter 22 · Watching legs in a videoChapter 23 · Absence makes the heart grow fonderChapter 24 · The Older Man’s FallChapter 25 Part 1 · We broke up! We broke up!Chapter 25 Part 2 · We broke up! We broke up!Chapter 26 · Is he your dad?Chapter 27 · This man has a face that looks very similarChapter 28 · I do mind, I only like womenChapter 29 · I’m dizzyChapter 30 · Fair legs that would drive any foot fetishist crazy.Chapter 31 · Put it on and let me seeChapter 32 · Crossdressing againChapter 33 · PunishChapter 34 · Punish Fu Jiahang’s scumbag fatherChapter 35 · Massage the waistChapter 36 · HeartbeatChapter 37 · Men are no longer able to function after the age of 25Chapter 38 Part 1 · BedmatesChapter 38 Part 2 · BedmatesChapter 39 · PossessivenessChapter 40 · Little Godmother