However, after searching through the rest of his album, he still couldn’t find a suitable photo.
“If you don’t send something soon, He Rao is going to arrive,” Shu Yan reminded him.
Wen Moxue desperately wanted to hold on to what little remained of his steadily declining moral bottom line.
But between exposing himself and exposing himself in a slightly different way, he had to choose one.
He silently brainwashed himself.
Once he took off his disguise in the future, no one would know who he was anyway. Besides, there was no face in the photo. Who would know it was him?
With that thought, he steeled himself, gritted his teeth and sent it.
A’Xiaoli: QAQ Big brother, I don’t know what has grown on my butt. It’s hard and it really hurts.
A’Xiaoli: [Whimpering and crying]
At that moment, Fu Cheng had just gotten into his car.
Actually, he had indeed thought that the handsome young man he had just seen looked somewhat similar to Wen Qianqian.
However, he hadn’t connected the two of them.
The main reason was that Wen Qianqian clearly knew his identity. Fu Cheng didn’t think she would be bold enough to deceive him in such a manner, so he hadn’t become overly suspicious.
After seeing the photo she sent, his remaining doubts disappeared completely.
It was just that this photo…
The instant Fu Cheng saw it, even someone normally as composed as him couldn’t help widening his eyes slightly.
He wasn’t stupid. He knew exactly what her purpose was in sending him such an exposed photograph.
His gaze landed on the partially revealed, slightly raised curve of her buttocks, round and full like a plump, ripe peach.
That tiny red bump, which had originally looked rather fierce, somehow gave the entire image an unexpectedly suggestive quality.
His Adam’s apple involuntarily bobbed once.
Wen Moxue nervously waited for Fu Cheng’s reply.
A moment later, his phone vibrated twice.
Fu: [Picture]
Fu: Try buying this medicine and applying it.
Wen Moxue had never seen the medicine Fu Cheng sent him before. He searched for it online and immediately thought, Holy shit.
One tube of ointment actually cost more than three hundred yuan.
He was just about to ask what kind of ointment could possibly be sold for such an outrageous price but then he remembered that he was supposed to be playing the role of a wealthy young lady too. He shouldn’t be surprised by something being expensive.
He quickly deleted what he had typed.
Fu sent you ¥10,000.
Fu: If it doesn’t work, go to the hospital and have it checked. Don’t delay.
When Wen Moxue and Shu Yan saw the ¥10,000 transfer, both of them breathed a long sigh of relief.
“This old man really is rich,” Shu Yan couldn’t help sighing.
Ten thousand yuan, transferred just like that.
His own boyfriend was already considered to come from a decent family and have a good income but he didn’t casually transfer money like this either.
He couldn’t help laughing again. “Not bad. The old man transfers money whenever he feels like it. Looks like you’re going to conquer him pretty soon.”
“I hope so. After what happened today, I’m a little afraid to keep going. I need to finish this quickly and run.”
He had genuinely felt like he was about to have a heart attack today.
After accepting the money and acting coquettish with Fu Cheng for a while, He Rao finally finished parking and came over, so Wen Moxue put his phone away.
The barbecue restaurant served extremely fresh ingredients. The seafood and other items were all alive and freshly killed before being served. All Wen Moxue could say was that expensive food really did have its reasons for being expensive.
To prevent He Rao from secretly paying the bill, Wen Moxue paid for everything as soon as he finished ordering. If they needed to add anything later, they could simply pay for the additional items afterward.
Wen Moxue didn’t like owing other people favors, especially someone like He Rao, who so obviously seemed interested in him.
So that bastard Fu Cheng really had no reason to call him a gold digger.
With He Rao’s help, Wen Moxue finally managed to complete a full 3,000 meters.
Although he was exhausted to the point of nearly dying, he was still filled with a sense of accomplishment. He even posted a small, slightly boastful update on his Moments.
The day after he posted that update, a male classmate named Meng Qingzhu said that he had signed up for the 400 meter race and needed to practice too, so he wanted to join Wen Moxue and the others at the track for their runs.
Wen Moxue wasn’t particularly close to him. In fact, in the past, he had even been able to sense some hostility from the other man, so he had originally been rather puzzled about why he had suddenly decided to come along.
Once they reached the track and saw He Rao, however, everything became obvious.
Meng Qingzhu kept approaching He Rao, asking him questions one after another, with nearly all his attention focused on him.
They understood immediately.
Tsk, tsk.
So the drunkard’s real intention wasn’t the wine.
He Rao was actually quite handsome. He had exactly the kind of appearance that appealed to people who liked dark skinned men. More importantly, his physique was excellent. He had visible abdominal muscles and after seeing him drive an Audi the previous time, Wen Moxue had realized that even his usual clothes were all designer brands.
Especially his sneakers. Every pair started at five figures.
At a glance, he was clearly a young heir from a wealthy family, someone who had naturally been born with priority in the dating market.
Everyone had previously assumed that He Rao was as straight as Optimus Prime.
Now that they saw him spending so much time with Wen Moxue, they naturally assumed that Wen Moxue had turned him gay.
And, naturally, that would attract quite a few little bottoms.
Meng Qingzhu pestered He Rao to teach him some techniques for running the 400 meters. Wen Moxue and Shu Yan tactfully jogged away, leaving the two of them some space.
Who would have expected that after they had only completed one lap around the track, He Rao would join them.
“Why didn’t you wait for me?” He Rao complained, looking rather aggrieved.
Shu Yan blinked. “Weren’t you going to teach Meng Qingzhu? You finished teaching him that quickly?”
“The 400 meters isn’t my specialty. There isn’t much I can teach.”
He Rao’s attitude was rather indifferent, making it obvious that he had no interest in Meng Qingzhu.
He then glanced at Wen Moxue, who was silently controlling the rhythm of his breathing and said meaningfully, “Besides, I don’t actually teach just anyone.”
Shu Yan followed his lead and said, “Then isn’t A’Xue incredibly lucky to be personally taught by you?”
“Of course. My very first disciple.”
“Come to think of it, you’ve never taught anyone before,” Shu Yan deliberately teased. “You little punk, you wouldn’t happen to have some ulterior motive, would you?”
Shu Yan and Wen Moxue were close, so naturally he knew about Wen Moxue’s troubles. If He Rao confessed right then and there, Wen Moxue could reject him directly instead of dragging things out and letting the other man fall deeper and deeper.
Not everyone was as sensible and understanding as Fu Jiaheng. If He Rao became deeply entangled later and started putting on some melodramatic performance of crying, making a scene and threatening to hang himself, everyone would be left in an unbearably awkward situation.
He Rao looked as though he was about to take the opportunity to say something. The words had practically reached his lips but he probably sensed that the timing wasn’t quite right and that Wen Moxue clearly had no interest in him. So he changed direction at the last moment. “Yeah. I’m just hoping my first disciple will bring home an award for me so I can bask in a little reflected glory.”
Wen Moxue, who had already prepared his own rejection, nearly spat blood.
Shu Yan spread his hands toward him, silently indicating that he had done everything he could but unfortunately, the fish simply hadn’t taken the bait.
Meng Qingzhu shamelessly continued tagging along with them to practice every day. He Rao rejected him by saying that the 400 meter race wasn’t his specialty but even that didn’t stop him from joining their long distance running group.
Wen Moxue didn’t pay much attention to the back and forth between the two. What concerned him more was Fu Cheng’s side.
He could clearly feel that ever since he had sent Fu Cheng that suggestive photo showing his bare butt, Fu Cheng’s attitude toward him had changed.
The most obvious signs were that Fu Cheng replied to his messages more promptly than before and had even taken the initiative to say that once Wen Moxue finished participating in the sports meet, regardless of the result, he would give him a gift as a reward.
Considering how lavish Fu Cheng normally was whenever he spent money, Wen Moxue was extremely curious about this gift. He had a feeling it would be another substantial haul.
“Should I strike while the iron is hot and send him another photo showing a little more of something?” Wen Moxue asked Shu Yan.
Shu Yan was genuinely impressed by how quickly Wen Moxue had adapted. Previously, when Shu Yan had suggested that he send a picture showing his butt, Wen Moxue had acted like some chaste and virtuous man, stubbornly refusing to do it. Now he was actively wondering what else he could reveal.
Sure enough, once a person’s boundaries were lowered, they just kept getting lower and lower.
Shu Yan’s eyes shifted as he thought about it. “There isn’t really much else you can reveal. You could send him something that gives him a sense of novelty instead.”
Wen Moxue humbly sought advice. “What kind of novelty?”
With a mischievous grin, Shu Yan took out his phone and opened a video for him. “This. I even danced this for my boyfriend before. It made him so ridiculously excited that he grabbed me and kissed me all over.”
“……” Wen Moxue had a feeling this wasn’t going to be anything good.
He lowered his head and watched the video Shu Yan had shown him. It was an otaku dance from Love Live. Several cute girls dressed in adorable outfits bounced and danced along to the rhythm of the music, sweet and impossibly cute. Even someone like Wen Moxue, whose sexual orientation was toward men, couldn’t help being captivated by it. He was practically being killed by the cuteness.
Wen Moxue often attended comic conventions, so naturally he knew that this kind of dance was practically a lethal weapon against otaku men.
But Fu Cheng wasn’t an otaku and besides…
“Fu Cheng said he likes women who are a little older. I’m already that much younger than him and if I dance something like this too, won’t he be completely turned off?”
“Come on. Before my boyfriend got together with me, didn’t he also say he liked quiet, academically minded people who were into research? Men are all like that. They say one thing with their mouths but their bodies are brutally honest.”
“……But first of all, I’m a grown man. Wouldn’t dancing something like this look really abrupt? Like I’m deliberately acting cute?”
Wen Moxue stared at the girl in the video as she performed one adorable move after another. Just imagining himself doing it made his eyes hurt.
“No way. Didn’t you also buy a lolita dress? This is perfect for it. Put on those fox ears you used when you cosplayed as A Li too. I guarantee you’ll completely mesmerize that old man. Trust me. You’ve already sent him a picture of your butt. Are you really still worried about dancing for him?”
Wen Moxue: “……”
Fine.
Everything was for the cause of getting money out of the old man!
With Double Eleven only a couple of days away, Wen Moxue decided to use the dance video as a Double Eleven gift for Fu Cheng.
He had no foundation in dance. By the time Double Eleven finally arrived, he had only just managed to learn the entire routine. As soon as class ended, he immediately returned to his rented apartment, changed into his costume and recorded a practice version first to see how it looked.
He had assumed that as a man, there was no way he could dance something like this with the same soft, adorable cuteness as the girls in the video.
As it turned out, he had seriously underestimated himself in women’s clothing.
In the video, he was wearing a lolita dress, white thigh high stockings with garter straps, pink hair and a pair of fox ears. His face was attractive, his figure tall and slender without being muscular and visually speaking, he really did look like a cute long legged girl.
And because the skirt was so short, whenever he jumped or spun, the hem fluttered upward, revealing the white lace bloomers underneath. The result was pure and innocent yet carried an indescribable hint of sexiness, enough to make someone want to pull them off.
The background music for the dance was Love Live’s “Ai Scream.” Every single movement in the choreography had been designed specifically for maximum cuteness. Taken as a whole, the performance was all soft waist movements, slender legs and a sweet smile full of youthful energy. No wonder Shu Yan’s boyfriend had grabbed him and kissed him all over after watching it.
Wen Moxue recorded another proper final version. After watching it once and confirming that everything was completely fine, he sent it to Fu Cheng.
A’Xiaoli: Mr. Fu, your Double Eleven gift has arrived. Please check your delivery~
Fu Cheng might have been busy, because he didn’t reply for quite some time. Just as Wen Moxue was preparing to remove his makeup first, his phone suddenly began vibrating.
Fu Cheng was actually calling him on video!
Wen Moxue’s mood immediately became a little excited. This was the first time Fu Cheng had taken the initiative to do something like this. It meant the video’s destructive power had to be considerable.
After thinking about it, he went over and closed the door to his room to prevent the camera from accidentally capturing the men’s clothes hanging inside. He then checked once more to make sure there were no distinctly masculine items lying around the living room before answering the call.
“Big brother! Did you watch the video I recorded?”
There was no one else in his apartment, so Wen Moxue’s voice naturally carried a few more coquettish notes. Combined with his current appearance, it was simply perfect. Hmph. Even a middle aged old man with a limp tail like Fu Cheng would be teased into exploding.
“Mm.”
“Did you like it?”
“It looks good. Very cute.” This time, Fu Cheng didn’t hold back his praise at all, his voice low and deep. “You dressed up so nicely. Do you have some event tonight?”
“No. I specifically dressed up like this to dance for big brother. It took me forever to get the recording right. I’m exhausted.”
Wen Moxue complained as he deliberately slipped off his shoes and sprawled across the sofa, bending both legs and swinging them back and forth. Sure enough, he saw the color in the old man’s eyes on the other end of the video call seem to deepen slightly.
“But seeing that big brother likes it makes all the hard work worth it.”
Fu Cheng’s gaze settled on the two beautiful little legs that Wen Moxue seemed to have nowhere to put and he asked, “Since you’re already dressed like that, do you want to come out and have dinner together tonight?”
Wen Moxue: !!!
Oh ho~ This was major progress!
The old man had actually taken the initiative to ask him out!
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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