After The Beautiful Woman Moves Into The Jock's Dorm Room - Chapter 28

Chapter 28: “I’m thinking your kissing skills are terrible.”…

In the days following the Japanese meal, Lu Xiao lived in anguish and pain every day.

At the Japanese restaurant, Shen Qingyu’s rejection of him seemed genuine. This attitude gave him a deep sense of frustration; no one had ever treated him this way.

Especially in contrast to Shen Qingyu’s attitude toward Cheng Che, which was even harder for Lu Xiao to accept.

Lu Xiao found that Shen Qingyu’s attitude towards everyone else was gentle, but only when facing him was he like a little hedgehog, constantly using his hard, prickly shell to protect himself.

He realized then that he seemed to have never truly gotten close to Shen Qingyu; there was always a barrier between them.

This made Lu Xiao start to wonder what Shen Qingyu’s previous flirtation and seduction of him meant. Was it because he didn’t want to break up with Cheng Che?

Since he’s already found a lover (Cheng Che), is he afraid of one more?

Lu Xiao genuinely couldn’t understand any of it. Every day, seeing the interaction between Cheng Che and Shen Qingyu in the dorm made him miserable; he was going insane with jealousy.

On Saturday night, the dorm was unusually empty with only Shen Qingyu inside, which felt a little strange to him.

Song Yu had gone to the library as usual, leaving early in the morning.

Cheng Che had been pulled away to rehearse for the school anniversary performance. He heard that after discussion and a class vote, their class decided to sign up for a chorus performance. However, Cheng Che firmly believed that given the level of singing among the male students in their class, the performance would definitely be eliminated in the first round. But there was no helping it; he still had to go to the rehearsals. Because of this, Cheng Che hadn’t eaten dinner with Shen Qingyu for about a week.

As for Lu Xiao… Shen Qingyu hadn’t had much contact with him recently. He left early and came back late every day, always reeking of heavy smoke and alcohol, occasionally muttering things Shen Qingyu couldn’t quite hear.

Shen Qingyu observed for a few days that Lu Xiao was very downcast when sober, and very confused when drunk. He seemed dazed and listless, just like… someone who had been dumped.

What? Lu Xiao got dumped?

Shen Qingyu found this very odd.

Since moving in, Shen Qingyu hadn’t seen any women around him. Moreover, with his terrible personality and sometimes rude way of speaking, would any girl really want to be with him?

Maybe they’re just attracted to his face, Shen Qingyu thought to himself.

…

While Shen Qingyu was showering, he heard the sound of a door closing outside. He tilted his head back, letting the warm water run over his body, closing his eyes to feel the comfortable temperature of the water on his face. He suddenly remembered he might not have locked the bathroom door.

Shen Qingyu hadn’t expected anyone to return at this hour. He had checked the time before showering, and it wasn’t even eight o’clock. It should be Cheng Che returning, right?

He recalled Cheng Che saying he would be back early today and asked Shen Qingyu if he wanted a fruit platter.

He wiped the water from his face. His slender eyelashes stuck together, and his eyes felt dry. Shen Qingyu struggled to open his eyes and grabbed the towel hanging nearby to dry himself.

Thinking about the delicious fruit platter he would soon get to eat, Shen Qingyu felt cheerful and started humming a song he had been listening to recently.

…

Lu Xiao didn’t think he was drunk, he had just drunk too quickly. His head was spinning and throbbing, his limbs felt weak, and his feet on the floor felt unreal. He felt like he was standing on soft cotton candy.

The dorm lights were on, but no one was inside.

A sad melody played in his earphones—a sentimental love song he used to despise.

Just a few months ago, a friend, heartbroken over a breakup, dragged him to KTV to sing. The friend had sobbed loudly while singing this song, and Lu Xiao found it incredible. Now that it was his turn, he realized the song had a magic to it. As soon as the prelude started, scene after scene would flicker through his chaotic mind, making his nose sting and his chest feel heavy.

After entering the dorm, Lu Xiao leaned against the door for a while to steady himself. When his headache lessened, he stumbled toward the bathroom door.

He was wearing earphones and didn’t hear any sound inside. He knocked on the door, and without waiting for a reply, directly pushed the door open.

Lu Xiao hadn’t expected anyone to be in the bathroom. He thought Shen Qingyu wasn’t in the dorm either since no one was in the room. Knocking was just a subconscious reaction Shen Qingyu had “trained” him into during this time.

But when he saw the sight inside the bathroom, his mind went blank with a loud “buzz,” as if it had short-circuited, sparking little crackles of fire. In the blazing red flame, he saw Shen Qingyu’s pupils shrink in alarm.

Shen Qingyu had barely dried himself, but his wet hair was still dripping, the water tracing his soft jawline and running down to his flat, fair lower abdomen.

He screamed, a sharp, bursting sound that pierced Lu Xiao’s eardrums.

The narrow bathroom temperature rapidly rose, the hot air scorching both their bodies simultaneously.

Shen Qingyu frantically wrapped the towel around his lower body, cursing: “Are you sick?! Get out!”

His voice was trembling, like a wavering line that rippled into Lu Xiao’s heart.

Shen Qingyu’s skin was very fair, so fair that for a moment, Lu Xiao thought he was glowing.

Such white, delicate skin, like mutton-fat jade, filled Lu Xiao’s vision, coupled with his panicked expression…

Lu Xiao’s breathing became heavy. His hands were clenched tightly into fists, and several long veins bulged on his arms, making him look extremely menacing.

Shen Qingyu was startled by his bloodshot eyes and helplessly covered his upper body with his arms, though it did little good.

Only then did he realize Lu Xiao might be drunk, as the frequency of his breathing and chest movements was highly irregular.

“Are you okay?” Shen Qingyu tentatively asked.

Lu Xiao’s eyes were glazed over. He struggled to lift his head, staring at the bright light above.

Perhaps because he was drunk, the halo of light fluctuated in size. He stared at it for a while and started to feel dizzy again.

Shen Qingyu’s caring voice sounded: “Lu Xiao, what’s wrong with you…”

The frightened little rabbit was trembling all over, but driven by instinctual kindness, it approached him, carrying a rich fragrance.

What brand of shower gel is he using? It smells so good.

Lu Xiao thought.

A damp palm landed on Lu Xiao’s arm and patted it a few times. Shen Qingyu asked worriedly, “Say something!”

Smelling the alcohol on him, Shen Qingyu muttered, “How much did he drink? He smells so strong.”

Shen Qingyu resignedly held onto his arm, trying to use his own strength to guide him out.

The sudden touch caused Lu Xiao’s body temperature to surge.

He didn’t understand why Shen Qingyu always rejected his kindness, yet approached him at times like this.

“Why?” he asked vaguely.

“What why?”

“Why…” He just kept repeating the word.

Shen Qingyu felt a bit annoyed and said irritably, “I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

Lu Xiao gripped his forearm and pushed Shen Qingyu against the wall with a light shove. Their foreheads were touching.

Hot breath fanned his face. Shen Qingyu held his hands against his chest, alert: “What are you doing? Let go of me now.”

Lu Xiao didn’t know what to do next. He didn’t want to hurt Shen Qingyu and could only act like a clumsy puppy, rubbing his head against Shen Qingyu’s neck.

“Lu Xiao, what kind of fit are you throwing!” Shen Qingyu avoided his proximity. Unknowingly, a thin layer of sweat had formed on his back.

Lu Xiao was like a solid wall. Even when drunk, Shen Qingyu’s strength couldn’t budge him an inch.

This fierce rejection immediately filled Lu Xiao with rage. His eyes were bloodshot. Angrily, like a ferocious beast, he gritted his teeth and said word by word: “Shen Qingyu, I will make you pay the price for seducing me.”

His voice held a mixture of pain and the relief of finally being able to vent.

Shen Qingyu dismissed it as drunken nonsense and didn’t take it seriously.

Then, Lu Xiao seemed to completely lose his mind. He cupped the back of Shen Qingyu’s head, forcing him to look up and meet his gaze.

“You… you…” Shen Qingyu felt threatened. His eyes widened, trying to intimidate him with his gaze.

This was the first time Lu Xiao had been so close to someone, close enough to see the tiny fine hairs on Shen Qingyu’s face.

“Lu Xiao…” he called his name softly.

Shen Qingyu’s lips were light pink, full and plump. Lu Xiao couldn’t resist tracing them with his rough thumb.

“Hiss… that hurts!”

Lu Xiao immediately moved his hand away, carefully studying his face. Seeing the moisture in his eyes, the suppressed, perverse fire that had not been entirely extinguished burned even brighter.

Shen Qingyu was still bare-chested, leaning against Lu Xiao in this dangerous position. He felt extremely awkward, but knowing he couldn’t reason with a drunk person, he tried to mollify him with gentleness.

“Can you let go of me first? Let me put on some clothes.”

“No,” Lu Xiao said firmly.

Shen Qingyu: “…”

Shen Qingyu’s face was a mixture of blue and white, which Lu Xiao saw clearly.

He gave a satisfied sneer.

Having been in the confined space for too long, Shen Qingyu felt parched. He couldn’t help but lick his lips.

At this, Lu Xiao’s breath hitched, and he tightened his grip on Shen Qingyu’s arm.

He moved closer and closer. Lu Xiao desperately tried to control his rapid breathing, but under the influence of alcohol, his already weak self-control was practically nonexistent at this moment.

Shen Qingyu watched dumbfounded as he leaned in until their lips met.

At that moment, he heard the sound of thunder and lightning, as if a bolt of lightning flashed before him and struck Lu Xiao, the rogue.

Unfortunately, nothing happened.

Lu Xiao clearly didn’t know how to kiss. He only mashed his lips against Shen Qingyu’s, occasionally sucking on Shen Qingyu’s plump lower lip.

His kissing was completely unorganized, but he seemed to be trying very hard.

Shen Qingyu couldn’t help but smile bitterly. He was now certain that Lu Xiao had no kissing experience and was just an ignorant child in this regard.

Sensing Shen Qingyu’s distraction, Lu Xiao punished him by lightly biting his upper lip with his teeth, asking carelessly, “What are you thinking about?”

Shen Qingyu wanted to stay silent, but he couldn’t hold back and said: “I’m thinking your kissing skills are terrible.”

Now Lu Xiao really felt struck by lightning; he was utterly shocked.

“What did you say?”

Shen Qingyu: “…”

“Stop messing around and get up.”

Lu Xiao stared at him in disbelief. What was this? Why was he completely unmoved by his kiss?

Aside from the initial shock, Shen Qingyu was quite accepting. He felt that Lu Xiao was just having a drunken fit, and the so-called “kissing” was more like a dog licking its owner for marking territory.