As expected, she had managed to kill the conversation with Fu Cheng again.
Actually, Wen Moxue had no experience whatsoever when it came to pursuing someone. Apart from constantly pestering him, playing the pitiful card and confessing his feelings to him with unabashed enthusiasm and directness, he really had no other tricks up his sleeve.
Was his approach too unlike that of an actual girl? He needed to learn from someone who really knew how girls pursued men.
He glanced at Chen Jiajia across from him, who was scrolling through short videos while slurping her noodles and asked, “Jiajia, do you know how to pursue someone?”
Chen Jiajia wondered if she had heard him correctly. She paused the video. “You? Pursuing someone?”
Wen Moxue cleared his throat. “I have a friend…”
“…” What an old fashioned opening line. Making up a friend out of thin air, huh?
“She likes a guy but no matter how passionately she pursues him, he remains cold and indifferent toward her. Is there any way to break through that?”
Chen Jiajia slapped her thigh. “That’s easy! I have a friend whose crush also used to ignore her and act like he couldn’t care less. Then she went and got a room with him once and the situation completely reversed. Now the two of them are practically inseparable, all lovey dovey and affectionate.”
Wen Moxue’s eyes widened slightly. “Got a room?”
“Yeah. As the saying goes, □□□□, love isn’t something you just talk about. You have to do it.”
“…” Wen Moxue’s entire worldview was shaken by this distinctly worldly perspective on relationships.
“But what if the other person refuses to take responsibility after sleeping with her?”
“That wouldn’t be a loss either, would it? At least she got to sleep with the person she likes. In today’s society, you can’t keep thinking that because you’re a girl, being slept with by a man means you’re the one who loses out. You need to change that way of thinking. You’re the one who got the advantage. You just lie there and get to enjoy yourself. That’s a profit, isn’t it?”
Wen Moxue: “…”
He was completely speechless.
That being said, this method obviously wouldn’t work for him. After all, he was more generously endowed than Fu Cheng. If things went that way, it wouldn’t be him getting into bed with Fu Cheng, it would be him making the social news.
“Is there any other way?”
“Another way? You two… um, I mean, your friends, do they meet more often in real life, or do they mostly chat on WeChat?”
“Mostly WeChat.”
“Typing?”
“Yeah.”
“What good is typing? It’s cold and emotionless and the other person might not even want to read it. Your voice… I mean, your friend’s voice is so nice, right? She should send him more voice messages. Act cute, use a coquettish tone, flirt a little. Men absolutely can’t resist that. Then send him a selfie every now and then. I guarantee he’ll be completely captivated.”
Wen Moxue fell into thoughtful silence. Exactly! How had he forgotten about the powerful weapon that was voice messages?
When he got home, Wen Moxue immediately opened a female streamer’s livestream to see how those women acted cute and used their coquettish voices.
“Hong jie, give me a little cutesy act, will you? Oh, for heaven’s sake, forget it. Look at the state of you. You must’ve gotten your head caught in a door and been left with nothing but your mouth. All day long you just yap, yap, yap. I’ll give you a pile of crap before I give you a cute act. Now get lost and go stand somewhere else.”
“…” He had walked into the wrong channel.
He hurriedly switched to another livestream. A beautiful female streamer dressed sexily was putting on a deliberately sweet, babyish voice as she acted coy and adorable for the viewers in her stream.
Wen Moxue’s toes curled from secondhand embarrassment. Good heavens, did people really like voices like this?
Then he looked at the comments.
There were so many people watching.
Wen Moxue endured it for a full minute before finally fleeing the livestream.
He clicked into a third one.
This one still used a deliberately cute voice but at least it sounded somewhat more normal. She didn’t speak as though she were constantly panting and about to start whining at any moment and there were plenty of viewers watching her as well. Wen Moxue studied her ravenously for the entire evening, absorbing everything he could. By the time he went to sleep, even his dreams were filled with the female streamer’s voice.
The next day was Sunday. He didn’t have classes or work but his biological clock still woke Wen Moxue at seven thirty.
He rolled over, intending to go back to sleep, when he suddenly remembered that he was supposed to send Fu Cheng a voice message. Why not take this opportunity to send him a good morning greeting?
Wen Moxue immediately unlocked his phone and cleared his throat. Holding down the WeChat voice message button, he forced himself to endure the embarrassment and began speaking.
“Spring sleep makes one forget the dawn. Good morning, big brother. Ding ding ding, time to get up! Otherwise, I’m going to crawl into your bed and tickle you until you can’t take it anymore!”
Fu Cheng had originally intended to deal with this Wen Qianqian by simply ignoring her. No matter how many messages she sent him, he wasn’t going to respond anymore.
It was better not to give her any hope and let her sink even deeper into her feelings.
But when he saw the voice message she had sent, his finger slipped and he opened it anyway.
The girl’s voice, still carrying the faint nasal quality of someone who had only just woken up, came softly through the speaker. It was so sweet and gentle that it seemed capable of making his very bones go soft.
His finger nearly slipped again and played the message a second time.
Just then, a man in a tracksuit came jogging over with two bottles of water in his hands. He handed one to Fu Cheng.
“Dad, have some water.”
“Thanks.” Fu Cheng turned off his phone screen, took the bottle and said, “Let’s go.”
They were at the foot of Qingheng Mountain, a famous mountain in Hai City, preparing to climb it.
Fu Cheng was someone who loved exercising. Whenever he had free time outside of work, he would make sure to get some exercise. Hiking, horseback riding, rowing, he did all kinds of sports. When he had enough time, he would even go skiing abroad. It helped relieve a considerable amount of his stress.
“Why do you look so listless?” Seeing Fu Jiaheng hanging his head with a thoroughly miserable expression, Fu Cheng frowned and asked.
“I’m heartbroken,” Fu Jiaheng said gloomily. “It’s all because of my dad. He got drunk and started talking nonsense and my partner happened to see it. He got angry and broke things off with me. We were already this close to getting together.”
The father Fu Jiaheng was referring to was his biological father. Fu Cheng was actually his maternal cousin’s uncle and as luck would have it, they happened to share the same surname.
But although they shared a surname, their family circumstances were worlds apart. Fu Cheng held considerable power and influence and the Fu family under his control had long since become one of the top tier wealthy families. Countless people scrambled to curry favor with him and shower him with flattery.
Because Fu Jiaheng was related to him and happened to be rather fond of him and because a fortune teller had once told him that he needed to find someone with a naturally wealthy and blessed fate to acknowledge as his godfather, after which the rest of his life would supposedly go smoothly, Fu Jiaheng shamelessly appointed Fu Cheng as his godfather. He called him “Dad” even more enthusiastically than he called his actual father.
Hearing the tragic news of his godson’s heartbreak, Fu Cheng comforted him with great paternal virtue. “When the old one leaves, the new one will come.”
“…” Fu Jiaheng nearly choked to death from the comfort.
“There’s no one better than him. I’ve never seen anyone that beautiful before. The first time I saw him, I fell in love with him.”
Beautiful… Fu Cheng couldn’t help thinking of Wen Qianqian’s face. He said, “Being beautiful can’t feed you.”
Fu Jiaheng: “…”
After climbing for an hour, the two reached the halfway point of the mountain. Fu Jiaheng was already panting heavily and collapsed directly onto the ground.
“I can’t do this anymore. Let’s rest for a while. Aren’t you tired at all?”
Fu Cheng, however, looked completely relaxed. Apart from being slightly sweaty, he didn’t look as though he had spent the past hour climbing a mountain at all. It was practically unbelievable.
Fu Cheng: “With stamina this poor, it’s no wonder you couldn’t win your partner over.”
Fu Jiaheng: “…”
Seeing Fu Jiaheng lying there like a dead fish, Fu Cheng found a clean spot and sat down. He took out his phone to check the time, only to discover that Wen Qianqian had sent him another message a few minutes earlier.
A’Xiaoli: Wuwuwu, I woke up and realized big brother still hadn’t replied to me. My heart is completely shattered.
A’Xiaoli: Wuwuwu, my mood is going to be ruined for the entire day. (Bawling)
A’Xiaoli: [Cat looking aggrieved]
A’Xiaoli: [Cat crying]
“…” Fu Cheng, his heart hard as iron, closed the chat window.
Having learned the tricks of the trade from an actual girl, Wen Moxue had thought sending voice messages would bring his relationship with Fu Cheng one step closer.
Who would have thought it would kill the conversation outright? From that point onward, Fu Cheng never replied to any of his messages.
He suspected the man had put him on Do Not Disturb.
If he were a genuine girl who actually liked Fu Cheng, this kind of treatment would probably have driven him to question his entire existence.
Before long, the qipao Wen Moxue had ordered arrived.
On his way back, he stopped by the apartment complex’s parcel lockers to pick it up.
Seeing him looking so furtive, Shu Yan asked, “You didn’t buy some kind of sexy lingerie or something, did you? Your ears are completely red.”
“How could I? It’s a qipao.”
That day, after they returned, Chen Jiajia had sent him five or six qipaos in one go. He had picked out the two sets he liked the most and placed the order.
Fortunately, he was living on his own now, so he could leave a note asking the courier to put the package in the parcel locker downstairs. Back when he was still living at school and had to collect packages from the campus delivery station, he would have died of embarrassment before he went to pick up something like this.
“Wow, I’ve never seen you wearing a qipao before. I want to see! I want to see!”
“Keep your voice down!” Wen Moxue hurriedly looked around.
“Relax, there’s no one here. Let me see, come on, A Xue~” Shu Yan coaxed sweetly.
Shu Yan had already seen Wen Moxue dressed in women’s clothing before, so Wen Moxue didn’t think much of it and said casually, “I’ll call you over once I’ve put it on.”
Shu Yan waited at home for a long time. He was practically unable to contain himself by the time he finally received a message from Wen Moxue telling him to come over.
He sprinted to Wen Moxue’s door and knocked. Before long, the door opened. Wen Moxue let him in and quickly shut the door behind him.
Although Shu Yan had already prepared himself for the fact that Wen Moxue would undoubtedly look incredibly beautiful in a qipao, the instant he saw him, his eyes still widened slightly.
If Wen Moxue had really been a girl, Shu Yan might genuinely have been turned straight by him.
Seeing Wen Moxue clutching both sides of the qipao, he immediately protested, “Why are you pulling the skirt down? Is there something I’m not allowed to see?”
“No, it’s just… I feel like the slit is a little too high. It definitely didn’t look this high when I saw the model wearing it.”
“Let me see.”
Wen Moxue hesitated for a moment before letting go and allowing him to take a look.
Sure enough, the moment his hands fell away, Shu Yan caught sight of his two long, snow white legs appearing and disappearing beneath the fabric. Against the black material, they looked even whiter, smooth and luminous like polished jade.
There was an indescribable hint of sensuality to them, enough to set the imagination running wild and make someone want to reach out and trace those beautiful legs, following them to see where they led.
In reality, the slit of the qipao wasn’t actually cut particularly high. It was simply that Wen Moxue was a man and his long legs were impossible to hide. On top of that, his rather shapely backside pushed the fabric up, making it look as though far more of his legs were exposed.
Shu Yan was practically staring. “What am I supposed to do, baby? I think I’m about to fall in love with someone else.”
“…I don’t want to get beaten to death by your boyfriend,” Wen Moxue said, pressing a hand to his forehead. “Have you looked enough? I’m going to change.”
He was going to return the dress. It was far too provocative for an innocent, respectable woman like him.
“Wait, don’t! Didn’t you say you haven’t been able to make any progress with Fu Cheng lately? You can wear this qipao and take a picture to send him. I refuse to believe there’s a man alive who can resist this kind of temptation!”
“Forget it. I already sent him one last time and he didn’t react at all. He even told me to focus on doing my job properly.”
Wen Moxue deflated. “Besides, he hasn’t even enlarged my profile picture to look at it. I’m starting to think maybe he’s just not attracted to my looks. Or maybe he’s gay.”
“If he were gay, he would’ve used that as an excuse to reject you a long time ago. You have to understand, men are visual creatures. You need to send him something with a little color if you want to make a visual impact.”
Seeing that Wen Moxue was still hesitating, Shu Yan continued trying to persuade him. “Before I got together with my boyfriend, I sent him a picture of myself wearing nothing but a shirt. He told me it shocked him so badly that he stayed hard for the entire night. Hehehe.”
Wen Moxue: “…”
Shu Yan’s partner was an associate professor at the science and engineering university next door. He had such a serious, rigid personality that, despite living so close to them, Wen Moxue was almost too intimidated to even visit his apartment.
It was genuinely difficult for him to imagine that such a person could look at one of Shu Yan’s pictures and stay aroused for an entire night.
He had always assumed that man was the kind of old fashioned prude who would insist on turning off the lights before going to bed and would only ever use a single position.
“Come on, come on. I’ll teach you how to take the picture.”
Shu Yan patted the natural wood desk beside them. “Half sit on it. Put one foot down on the floor and lift the other leg sideways like this.”
Wen Moxue hesitated for a moment before deciding to give it a try.
He had been accustomed to striking all kinds of poses when he cosplayed in the past, so he quickly understood what Shu Yan meant. Following his instructions, he arranged himself into position, bracing one hand against the desk as he half sat on it. He lifted his right leg to the side and the qipao slipped downward along his thigh, revealing the slender, fair expanse of his leg.
Once he was in position, Shu Yan immediately began snapping picture after picture.
“Wow, this is absolutely incredible.” Shu Yan opened the photo album and went through the shots one by one. “This one. Send him this one.”
Wen Moxue took a look at the picture Shu Yan had chosen and his face instantly turned red.
“Isn’t this a little too sexy?”
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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