Miao Yang deliberately grabbed him, his sharp nails leaving several scratches on Shi Lan’s arm. The man’s skin was too thick to feel it, though he was definitely bleeding slightly, albeit not severely. Still, Miao Yang was satisfied with this petty retaliation and outlet for his frustration. If he could not win in a fight, he had to settle the score in some bizarre way. His vengeful nature was truly strong.
Shi Lan released his throat. Miao Yang pretended to cough a few times, acting as if it were serious, but Shi Lan simply stared at him with an expressionless face and rolled off him. As soon as Miao Yang sat up, Shi Lan grabbed his arm and yanked him to his feet.
“Hey? Hey!” Miao Yang was dragged into the bathroom just like that.
Shi Lan gripped the back of Miao Yang’s neck from behind. “Go and relieve yourself!”
No, you need to go out! Although they were both men, the man behind him was a lecherous predator targeting his looks. Miao Yang could not help but feel bashful. “How about you go out and wait first?”
Shi Lan gave a cold laugh. “You cannot go?”
Miao Yang shivered. He had not been joking; he really did have an urgent need. Now, he was even more anxious. His brain spun, and his eyes darted around. Suddenly, he turned around and foolishly made a heart gesture with his fingers at Shi Lan.
“Brother Lan, go out and wait two minutes for me. A night of passion is worth a thousand pieces of gold; do not get tangled up in such trivial matters, okay?”
The heart formed by his thumbs and crossed index fingers pressed against Shi Lan’s face. Shi Lan was stunned, his brows relaxing and tightening in turns. Miao Yang continued to push his luck. “I will definitely make you happy later, hehe.”
Shi Lan pinched his cheeks, causing Miao Yang’s mouth to pout. “Ugh!”
Shi Lan’s gaze darkened, and he said in a hoarse voice, “Fine, I will give you this chance.” He released Miao Yang, walked out steadily, and slammed the door shut.
Miao Yang jumped in fright and immediately used the bathroom. He let out a long sigh of relief. I am finished. I am completely finished. Is my conviction going to collapse tonight? Should I just let him have his way?
No, absolutely not. Every time Miao Yang thought about that scenario, his scalp went numb. He buried his hands in his hair, on the verge of howling in agony. Usually, when Shi Lan kneaded and flattened him, Miao Yang could endure it; after all, they were both grown men, and it was hard to tell who was taking advantage of whom. Even if he were the one on the receiving end without crossing the bottom line, he could handle it. But how could he endure this now? Was that something a human would do?
Miao Yang gestured in the air with his hands. It was that big. Just thinking about it felt disgusting, truly disgusting. He paced back and forth in the bathroom in a panic.
Ah!
Just then, 168 suddenly went online. Seeing its host raging, it asked in confusion, “Relax, do not worry so much. Compared to death, these are only minor problems.”
Hearing its voice, Miao Yang hurriedly said, “Find a way quickly! I am a straight man!”
It was not that he could not endure it, but the mere thought made his whole body want to twist in protest. It was too miserable.
168 said earnestly, “Actually, I have already thought of a solution.”
Miao Yang’s eyes lit up. “Tell me, say it quickly.”
168 replied, “I think the root of your problem is that you cannot accept being with a man, is that it?”
Miao Yang nodded. “Pretty much! If you asked me to press Shi Lan, I could close my eyes and endure it if I had to, but you do not know about Shi Lan. My eyes and soul have suffered a heavy blow!” Miao Yang felt heartbroken, pounding his chest in grievance.
168 spoke with profound wisdom, “This matter is actually very easy to solve.”
Miao Yang listened with expectation.
“Host, you could try accepting that you are a gay man. Then this annoyance would be resolved effortlessly. With your penchant for making a scene, you would run wild in this small world, hahaha.”
168 could not help but laugh. Perhaps it was dreaming too big. After all, if the host completed the mission well, they would get a performance bonus.
The smile on Miao Yang’s face slowly faded. If 168 were standing in front of him right now, he would definitely crumple this useless system into a ball and kick it like a soccer ball.
“Get lost! What kind of terrible idea is this?”
168 continued to persuade him for the sake of its bonus. “Oh, baby, just close your eyes and lie on the bed; opening them will be like entering another world, hehe.”
It then sent Miao Yang several Protection and Love Manuals and even included a complimentary copy of Three Hundred Sixty-Five Shocking Ways to Do It.
Miao Yang’s vision went dark. Damn it! This moronic system. He was so stunned that he did not dare to browse through the outrageous content written—or drawn—by some idiot.
He had stayed in the bathroom for so long. He was anxious; if he did not go out soon, Shi Lan would tear him apart. Unable to find a good solution for the time being, Miao Yang flushed the toilet, washed his hands, and walked out.
“Oh, I actually have diarrhea,” he said, clutching his stomach as he walked toward the sofa and sat down obediently. “Brother Lan, have you been waiting long?”
Shi Lan’s Adam’s apple bobbed. His face was flushed, a symptom of being heavily intoxicated. He pressed his palm onto the youth’s back without a word, his eyes so dark they seemed capable of dragging Miao Yang into them.
Miao Yang reached out to touch his face, his gaze lingering, his nose brushing against Shi Lan’s high-bridged nose. “Brother Lan, lie down first. I have something to tell you.” His voice was hoarse and seductive. In this moment, even his chewed-up haircut was overlooked; he actually had some charm, and his previous obnoxious demeanor had vanished.
Medicinal liquor was still just medicinal liquor. Shi Lan had a strong will; now that some of the alcohol’s intensity had passed, he was actually less irritable. “Oh? And what if it is not what I want to hear?”
Miao Yang stretched out his long legs. “Then I will let you break my legs.”
Shi Lan, “Heh!”
Miao Yang arched his brows in a fawning smile. “Come, lie down first, Brother Lan.” His fingers traced circles on the man’s back. “I guarantee you will be pleasantly surprised.”
Shi Lan did not stop him and lay prone on the sofa. Fortunately, the sofa was large enough to accommodate the big man. Miao Yang stepped up, planting his feet firmly on the sofa, and rolled up his sleeves.
Shi Lan’s brows furrowed, but the fire in his heart was darting everywhere. He watched calmly to see what this guy was going to do. The next second, his shirt was suddenly lifted, and fingertips inadvertently grazed his spine, triggering a wave of numbness.
Shi Lan frowned. His breathing deepened, appearing impatient, but in reality, it was otherwise. Miao Yang was startled. After swallowing hard, he let out a loud shout: “Ha!” He pressed one knee onto Shi Lan’s back.
Shi Lan, “!” Miao Yang was a man after all, and he was quite tall; his strength and weight were not light, and he truly managed to pin Shi Lan down. The only problem was that Shi Lan was not resisting. Otherwise, even if Miao Yang were a three-hundred-pound giant, Shi Lan would have flipped him over.
Miao Yang pulled Shi Lan’s shirt up to his head and pressed both hands onto the man’s broad, thick back. Miao Yang exclaimed with exaggeration, “Damn, Brother Lan, your bone structure is amazing. Your muscles are so developed. Impressive, impressive!”
Shi Lan, “!” His shoulder blades tightened like a wild beast ready to pounce and bite its prey, scaring Miao Yang into silence. Then, he began to use all his strength to give Shi Lan a massage. Yes, a proper, professional-grade massage.
He kneaded and kneaded, his palms moving chaotically over the man’s back. Shi Lan’s Adam’s apple bobbed; it was indeed quite good. But the comfort did not come simply from the technique of Miao Yang’s massage. This sensation of scratching an itch through a boot was like eating something incredibly delicious only to realize there was never enough. Yet, he was completely captured by this slight excitement and agitation.
Heh! How to put it? Either way, it was hard to say.