“You’re being pretentious!” Han Shuo thought to himself. Initially, he didn’t feel anything, but after Meng Yuxiu’s reminder, Han Shuo really had the illusion that his mouth was constantly secreting saliva.
He stared at Meng Yuxiu’s beautiful lips under the night sky, swallowed a mouthful of saliva first, to avoid being nitpicked by Meng Yuxiu later.
“Well, I’ll try my best.”
The two of them had already hugged at Han Shuo’s home, so when Han Shuo wrapped his arm around Meng Yuxiu’s waist, Meng Yuxiu naturally put his arms around Han Shuo’s shoulders.
Before officially starting, Han Shuo furrowed his brows deeply and looked at Meng Yuxiu’s lips with a complicated expression, “To be honest, I feel quite nauseous too…”
As soon as he finished speaking, Meng Yuxiu glared at him, withdrew his hand, and was about to turn around.
“Hey, don’t, don’t!” Han Shuo grabbed his hand and placed it back on his shoulder, “You’re quite domineering, huh? You can dislike me, but I can’t feel nauseous?”
Meng Yuxiu corrected him, “I didn’t dislike you, I just told you not to secrete too much saliva.”
“Okay, okay, got it.” Han Shuo finally figured out a bit about Meng Yuxiu’s personality. He gets angry easily but is also easy to appease, especially if you soften up right after he gets angry.
The two of them officially started, furrowing their brows as they slowly approached each other. It was easy for their lips to touch, but extending their tongues through the gap and into each other’s mouths was extremely difficult.
They were like two snails extending their antennae, tentatively touching each other’s tongue tips for a brief second. This brief contact made the heads of these two straight guys buzz instantly.
This sticky, soft, indescribable sensation made their skin crawl, and Han Shuo’s toes were curling inside his shoes.
But dragging it out like this was meaningless. Meng Yuxiu definitely wouldn’t take the initiative, even though when their lips touched, he often couldn’t control his tongue.
But at the crucial moment, he was tighter-lipped than anything. Han Shuo’s mind was a mess, thinking that if it were ancient times with severe torture, the jailer probably couldn’t pull Meng Yuxiu’s tongue out.
Meng Yuxiu furrowed his brows and stared at him, and Han Shuo understood the meaning in his eyes. He had no choice but to go all out. After all, he was a few years older than Meng Yuxiu, so he had to be the one to teach.
He steeled himself and forcefully pushed his tongue in. This made Meng Yuxiu’s eyes widen suddenly.
Han Shuo raised his eyebrows at him, signaling with his eyes: What are you doing? Move your tongue!
Meng Yuxiu got the message and immediately cooperated.
Even though it was the refreshing taste of mint after brushing their teeth, when Han Shuo and Meng Yuxiu mixed it up, it felt like their tongues were connected to nerves, as if saliva was mixed with alcohol.
For a moment, he was in a daze, thinking: So this is a French kiss!
And the next second, he thought, damn! Why are my legs going weak?
As his legs weakened, Han Shuo instinctively took a step back, just in time to be pressed against the ginkgo tree trunk by Meng Yuxiu.
They still didn’t close their eyes. The moon was full tonight, so they could clearly see each other’s expressions of restraint.
Initially, Han Shuo was holding Meng Yuxiu’s waist, but after a while, he switched to holding the tree trunk and stopped looking at Meng Yuxiu’s face. He could only force himself to divert his attention so he could temporarily ignore the fact that he was French kissing a guy.
He was scratching the tree bark, and Meng Yuxiu was scratching his shoulder. Meng Yuxiu was a smart and good student, and after a few minutes of kissing, he got the hang of it.
To perfectly complete the task without leaving any loopholes, the two of them kissed with all their heart, their tongues working hard to entangle with each other’s.
They kissed until Han Shuo’s tongue root was faintly aching.
However, he couldn’t stop because once he stopped, it was easy to focus, and once he focused, it felt like Meng Yuxiu’s tongue was stirring in his throat.
Not thinking about it was fine, but once he thought about it, it was unbearable. Han Shuo felt like he was having a stomachache, and he couldn’t help but gag.
He quickly held it back.
But Meng Yuxiu heard it, and his face turned pale with fright, instinctively wanting to pull away.
Han Shuo hurriedly held the back of his head, saying with his lips on his, “Don’t go, don’t go, I can hold back the gag…”
Meng Yuxiu glared, “Don’t throw up in my mouth.”
Han Shuo pounded his chest and gestured “ok” with his fingers.
But just as Han Shuo was fine, Meng Yuxiu had an issue. Han Shuo felt the other person’s tongue pushing against his tongue, trying to push into his mouth.
“?” Han Shuo abruptly pulled away from Meng Yuxiu’s lips, turned his head, and spat repeatedly.
“What the heck are you doing?”
“That’s your saliva.” Meng Yuxiu frowned.
Han Shuo had just been feeling uncomfortable in his stomach and had held back from treating Meng Yuxiu like a trash can, but Meng Yuxiu treated him like a sewer.
He was furious, “Damn! You use your tongue to push my saliva back to me? I haven’t even pushed your saliva back to you! Do you have to be so petty? Do you even know what kissing is?”
Meng Yuxiu said, “Weren’t you feeling nauseous just now?”
“I held back even though I was nauseous! Can’t you hold back? And do I have that much saliva? Don’t mix your saliva with mine and push it back to me!”
After Han Shuo’s outburst, Meng Yuxiu might have realized he was in the wrong, so he didn’t say anything.
Seeing his aggrieved look, Han Shuo wiped his lips, “Alright, alright, I just wanted to say, in the future, we have to do this often, we have to get used to it, right? I’m slowly accepting it too.”
Meng Yuxiu was silent for a moment, then frowned, “I want to get used to it too, but it’s hard.”
Han Shuo thought for a moment, “How about this, when you kiss, close your eyes, so you can’t see me, and imagine I’m a girl, just pretend you’re kissing a girl.”
Meng Yuxiu: “I can’t imagine it, I’ve never kissed a girl.”
“Then you’ve watched movies before, right? Imagine me as someone from the movies.”
Meng Yuxiu: “I haven’t watched movies.”
“…” Well, Meng Yuxiu is only seventeen, and he’s a bookworm, so he probably hasn’t watched any movies at seventeen.
Han Shuo stood there thinking for a moment, then suddenly had a brilliant idea. He said to Meng Yuxiu, “How about this! When you kiss, touch my butt.”
Meng Yuxiu was shocked, “Why should I touch your butt?”
Han Shuo chuckled mischievously, “It’s stimulating, you know? If you can’t imagine kissing a woman, then imagine my butt as a woman’s butt.”
Meng Yuxiu was skeptical, “Really?”
“Try it and see?” Han Shuo said as he already wrapped his arms around Meng Yuxiu.
When they kissed again, Meng Yuxiu hesitantly placed his fingers on Han Shuo’s butt.
The moment he closed his eyes, Meng Yuxiu thought to himself, although Han Shuo looks tall and thin, his butt… is quite soft.
The next moment, he had to admit Han Shuo’s method was effective. The warmth and sensation from between his fingers made his breathing slightly rapid.
Even though he still couldn’t imagine this butt as a woman’s, this butt was already quite nice.
Similarly, Han Shuo wasn’t nauseous anymore. Because his butt was being pinched and squeezed, it hurt like hell.
He reached out to grab Meng Yuxiu’s wrist, saying, “That’s enough, don’t really treat my butt like a balloon and pop it.”
However, just as he lowered his hand from Meng Yuxiu’s shoulder, he accidentally touched a spot.
The next second, Meng Yuxiu jumped back as if electrocuted, looking startled.
“Damn…” Han Shuo widened his eyes, incredulously reaching out to touch that spot.
“What are you doing?!” Meng Yuxiu instinctively slapped Han Shuo’s hand away heavily.
The slap almost made the back of Han Shuo’s hand swell red, and he winced in pain, stomping his foot and howling.
But after howling, he was both shocked and amused, and in the end, he couldn’t help but slap his thigh, laughing so hard he couldn’t stand up straight.
“Hahahahahahaha!”
Meng Yuxiu bit his teeth in embarrassment and anger.
“Hahahahaha, no.” Han Shuo laughed, half-squatting, pointing at his pants, “You actually got hard from touching my butt? Damn! Hahahahaha!”
Meng Yuxiu felt a rush of heat to his head, staring at Han Shuo who was mocking him, feeling utterly humiliated for the first time in his life.
He couldn’t stand it anymore and turned to leave.
“Damn! Are you mad?” Han Shuo quickly grabbed his arm.
Under the moonlight, Meng Yuxiu stubbornly turned his face away, a faint blush appearing in the pale light.
He was really angry, his chest heaving violently.
The bad idea was Han Shuo’s, but the face was lost by Meng Yuxiu. Han Shuo could understand, after all, Meng Yuxiu, who had never even watched a movie, couldn’t handle such stimulation.
So Han Shuo comforted him, “What’s there to be embarrassed about? You were kissing and touching a butt, it’s normal to have a reaction. Even if it were a guy with a lot of experience, it would be the same.”
Meng Yuxiu didn’t respond, still staring straight ahead.
To make him believe, Han Shuo added softly, “Actually, I’m the same.”
Meng Yuxiu finally turned his head, staring at Han Shuo with a questioning look.
“Really.” Han Shuo continued, “I haven’t even touched your butt, and I already had a reaction, it’s nothing to be ashamed of.”
Han Shuo just wanted to appease Meng Yuxiu, but he never expected Meng Yuxiu to be so serious. Imitating his earlier move, he reached out and touched Han Shuo’s crotch.
Han: “…”
Meng: “…”
Han Shuo was at a loss for words.
Meng Yuxiu withdrew his hand, his beautiful face hidden in the night, but without looking closely, Han Shuo could almost hear the sound of his teeth chattering.
“Han Shuo…”
“Uh…” Han Shuo twitched the corners of his mouth.
Meng Yuxiu almost squeezed out from between his teeth, “You lied to me! You weren’t hard at all!”
Han Shuo let out a dry laugh, “Well… um…”
Before he could come up with an excuse, Meng Yuxiu turned and left.
Damn! Han Shuo really wanted to slap himself. Why couldn’t he hold back his laughter earlier? And what the hell happened today! He had just managed to appease Meng Yuxiu after returning to school, and now he had pissed him off again.
This time, Meng Yuxiu was really hard to appease, ignoring Han Shuo for several days.
Even if Han Shuo ran to the back door of Class One during every ten-minute break, babbling for a long time, Meng Yuxiu wouldn’t spare him a glance. Even after evening self-study, when Han Shuo followed him, he chose to ignore him.
In this situation, Han Shuo didn’t dare to be too clingy, afraid of adding fuel to the fire, which would really mean working for a lifetime and dying in this world after graduation.
Before finding a solution, Han Shuo temporarily stopped bothering Meng Yuxiu.
Pidan and Doufu were surprised to see him not running downstairs after class.
“Why aren’t you going to hang out with Meng Yuxiu?” Doufu asked him.
Hearing Meng Yuxiu’s name made Han Shuo feel depressed, but he cared about his face, so he lazily leaned against the wall and said, “Meng Yuxiu has been busy studying these days. Every time I go to hang out with him, he drags me to study. I need to relax, right?”
Pidan snorted, “You’re hanging out with Meng Yuxiu every day, but your grades haven’t improved. You were at the bottom of the class again this time, and the homeroom teacher will definitely want to talk to you.”
Doufu was also puzzled, “Yeah, the homeroom teacher said Meng Yuxiu was tutoring you. What exactly is he tutoring?”
Hearing them mention Meng Yuxiu left and right, Han Shuo was annoyed, so he closed his eyes and ignored them.
At this moment, the girls in the class were talking about a vendor selling oranges on the playground, and Han Shuo opened his eyes when he heard it.
He suddenly thought of something, quickly went to his desk, and took out his backpack to feel around. When he found a fifty-cent coin, he was instantly delighted.
Damn! He almost forgot that Han Hong had given him an extra fifty cents when he returned to school this week. It was really a godsend.
Those tea eggs had been eaten by him and Meng Yuxiu as dinner on Sunday. He thought, wasn’t it those tea eggs that helped him appease Meng Yuxiu before?
Now he couldn’t appease Meng Yuxiu, and it was because he couldn’t come up with anything. It turns out that whether it’s a man or a woman, they all need gifts to be appeased.
“Where are you going, Han Shuo?”
“To the bathroom.” Han Shuo clutched the fifty-cent coin and walked out of the classroom, heading straight for the playground.
However, just as he reached the corridor, someone called out to him from behind.
Han Shuo turned around, and it was Jiang Xiaowen, the class monitor, who called him. He was a gentle and delicate-looking guy, not very tall. But because he was the best student in their class, he was quite proud and never interacted with Han Shuo and his group of poor students.
“What’s up?”
Jiang Xiaowen, for once, didn’t look down on people. He glanced around the corridor and hesitantly said to Han Shuo, “Han Shuo, can you come with me for a moment?”
Han Shuo was eager to buy oranges, afraid of wasting time and missing the vendor.
“Let’s talk on the stairs.”
Jiang Xiaowen followed Han Shuo to the stairs, and seeing him fidgeting, Han Shuo impatiently said, “What do you want?”
Jiang Xiaowen looked around again, then quietly took something out of his pocket, holding it by a corner and handing it to Han Shuo.
Han Shuo looked down and immediately widened his eyes. It was a piece of paper torn from a draft book, folded into the shape of a heart.
Seeing Jiang Xiaowen’s shy expression, Han Shuo was momentarily dumbfounded.
In this world, male homosexuality is prevalent, and Han Shuo had seen Pidan and Doufu receive love letters from guys, so he wasn’t surprised. But it was his first time receiving one himself.
Maybe he had been in this world for a long time, and although he wasn’t interested in these things, he didn’t despise them either.
Damn! There really was a guy who had a crush on him?
He had been puzzled at school about why no girls liked him. He thought he was quite the bad-boy handsome type, so why hadn’t he received a single love letter from a girl?
Turns out, he was the type that attracted guys.
Receiving a love letter from a guy out of the blue, he even felt a bit of vanity for his charm as a man attracting men.
But vanity aside, the fact that his sexual orientation couldn’t change was a fact. Moreover, Jiang Xiaowen looked like a bean sprout, and even if he turned gay, he couldn’t handle this type.
He was half a head taller than Jiang Xiaowen, so he stood in front of him, one hand in his pocket, and with the other hand, he pushed the love letter Jiang Xiaowen was holding in mid-air back to him with his finger.
“I appreciate your kindness.” Han Shuo lightly raised an eyebrow, “But I’m not planning on dating right now.”
Jiang Xiaowen was taken aback, then suddenly showed a wry smile, “Han Shuo, don’t tease me. I wanted you to help me give this letter to Meng Yuxiu in Class One. I know you two are close now.”
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