After The Beautiful Woman Moves Into The Jock's Dorm Room - Chapter 95

Chapter 95: And he still kissed me! A bit annoying.……

Shen Qingyu’s completely unconcealed praise greatly satisfied Lu Xiao’s vanity. He deliberately flexed, making his muscle definition even more pronounced, and said in a very proud tone: “That’s right. You have to see how long I’ve been working out these muscles. Those male models can’t compare to me.”

Can’t compare, yet you still asked me whose was better to touch? Shen Qingyu keenly noticed the contradiction but didn’t point it out, otherwise Lu Xiao would surely pester him with a series of nonsensical questions.

“Let go of my hand. I need to go back. Yang Yu will worry about me,” Shen Qingyu raised his voice to make sure he was heard.

But Lu Xiao only gripped him tighter: “Then tell me, why were you watching male models?”

“I already told you, I wasn’t there to watch male models. It was Yang Yu’s birthday, and I was just accompanying him,” Shen Qingyu patiently explained. “Besides, you came here too, didn’t you? Are you here to watch male models?”

Lu Xiao felt a lump in his throat. His lips pressed together uncomfortably. He said in a very low voice: “I came to see you.”

The strong drumbeat of the music happened to drown out this sentence. Shen Qingyu didn’t hear it, only seeing his lips move as if he had said something.

“Is Cheng Che okay with you coming to a club?” Lu Xiao finally released his hand, his expression contemptuous. “He’s really not doing his job as a boyfriend.”

It took Shen Qingyu a huge effort to barely forget the unpleasant things, but Lu Xiao’s single sentence brought it all back. He lowered his eyes, his mood downcast: “We… are temporarily separated.”

Lu Xiao froze, a flash of confusion, followed by elation and surprise, crossed his eyes. His chest heaved. It took him a moment to understand the meaning of Shen Qingyu’s words. He almost thought he had misheard, and after carefully observing Shen Qingyu’s expression, he asked in a trembling voice:

“Separated… what do you mean?”

Shen Qingyu bit his lip: “It means what it means.”

Lu Xiao embraced him even harder, whispering: “That’s wonderful… finally… you finally…”

Shen Qingyu immediately pushed him away, wiping the corner of his eye, his voice sounding angry: “Lu Xiao! Is that how you talk? What do you mean ‘that’s wonderful’?”

So annoying. He thought to himself, then walked away without looking back.

Yang Yu was anxious that Shen Qingyu hadn’t returned. He was about to call him when he saw Shen Qingyu appear in front of him with red eyes. Yang Yu rushed forward in alarm: “What happened? Who bullied you? Why are you crying?”

“I’m not crying,” Shen Qingyu said testily. “I was just annoyed by Lu Xiao.”

Yang Yu was slightly stunned. He probably guessed that Shen Qingyu had just seen Lu Xiao, and finally felt relieved. He pretended not to know Lu Xiao would be here and asked curiously: “Why is he here? What a coincidence.”

If he hadn’t said that, Shen Qingyu wouldn’t have thought anything was wrong, but…

Shen Qingyu narrowed his eyes, scrutinizing Yang Yu: “Did you tell him we were coming here?”

Yang Yu raised his hands: “How could I? Don’t wrongly accuse me!”

Unable to detect any traces of lying or guilt on his face, Shen Qingyu let it go and returned to his seat to continue drinking and eating.

A moment later, Lu Xiao followed. He unceremoniously pulled out a chair and sat next to Shen Qingyu, tapping the table: “Is it good?”

Shen Qingyu took a bite of pasta: “It’s delicious.”

“Then I’ll order you another portion. My treat today,” Lu Xiao was especially generous when he was in a good mood. He turned to Yang Yu: “What do you want to eat or drink?”

Yang Yu looked longingly at the club’s signature cocktails, tempted to drink but worried about getting drunk. Lu Xiao saw his thoughts and added: “Don’t worry, I’ll be responsible for taking Shen Qingyu home today.”

Hearing his name, Shen Qingyu slowly looked up, his cheeks puffed out, chewing as he spoke: “I can go home myself. I don’t need you to take me.”

“No, I don’t feel comfortable,” Lu Xiao dictatorially rejected him, his gaze running over Shen Qingyu’s outfit. He raised an eyebrow: “It was too dark just now, I didn’t see clearly. You’re actually dressed so…” He paused before finishing the sentence, but Shen Qingyu could tell from his expression that whatever he was about to say wasn’t going to be complimentary.

Lu Xiao knew that if he said it, Shen Qingyu would definitely get angry, so he hesitated for two seconds and swallowed his words: “Beautiful. It suits you.”

Yang Yu interjected: “I picked it out for Xiao Yu!”

Lu Xiao scoffed: “But you are not allowed to wear this shirt again.” Only I get to see it.

Shen Qingyu ignored him, lowered his head to continue eating, finished the last two mouthfuls of pasta, and wiped his mouth with a napkin: “I’m full. Don’t order anything else for me, understand?”

“Alright, then what do you want to drink?” Lu Xiao asked. “I’m watching you, so you can have a little if you want.” He thought Shen Qingyu was probably a little sad right now, and a moderate amount of alcohol could numb negative emotions.

Shen Qingyu was initially going to refuse, but seeing the genuine look in his eyes, he thought for a moment and nodded: “Then I’ll have just a little.”

Lu Xiao ordered a specially mixed cocktail for each of them and a soda for himself.

Intentionally controlling his intake, Yang Yu was only slightly tipsy when he got into the taxi to go home. Before leaving, he patted Shen Qingyu’s shoulder and said: “Don’t be too sad. Men are a dime a dozen.”

Shen Qingyu chuckled softly and waved goodbye to him.

As soon as Yang Yu left, Lu Xiao immediately stepped forward to gather Shen Qingyu’s coat around him, muttering incessantly: “Don’t you worry about catching a cold wearing so little? Get in the car quickly, I’m taking you home.”

Shen Qingyu lowered his head, looking at his hand, red from the cold winter night, and said softly: “Thank you, Lu Xiao.”

Lu Xiao’s movement paused. His voice sounded slightly unnatural. He cleared his throat and said: “What are you thanking me for? I have an ulterior motive for you.”

“?”

“I was hoping you and Cheng Che would break up quickly, so I could make my move,” he said proudly. “Song Yu doesn’t know about this, does he? If you ask me, don’t tell him, to prevent him from having any other intentions toward you.”

Lu Xiao didn’t know what had happened between Song Yu and Shen Qingyu, but ever since they ate rice noodles together, he subconsciously believed that Song Yu wasn’t a good person either.

“…” Shen Qingyu sighed. His breath steamed in the air. He poked it with his fingertip. “Let’s go. I’m sleepy.”

Lu Xiao immediately said: “You can sleep in my car for a while.”

“No need, I want to sleep at home,” because he wasn’t actually that sleepy. He only said it to change the subject and stop Lu Xiao from bringing up the breakup again.

Lu Xiao’s lips twitched. He said somewhat reluctantly: “I won’t do anything to you. You don’t need to be afraid.”

Shen Qingyu found it slightly amusing that Lu Xiao jumped to that conclusion. After getting into the car, he smoothly fastened his seatbelt, looked at Lu Xiao’s tense profile, and said: “I know. I didn’t think you would do anything to me.”

“Really?”

“Really,” Shen Qingyu nodded earnestly.

Lu Xiao looked at his focused, sincere eyes, deeply moved. He couldn’t resist leaning closer. “Shen Qingyu, can I…”

Shen Qingyu immediately became alert, shrinking back: “No!”

Lu Xiao’s eyes dimmed. He said with a bit of dejection: “Fine then.”

The drive home was quiet. Shen Qingyu, who wasn’t sleepy before, couldn’t help but doze off in the quiet atmosphere. When the car stopped downstairs, Shen Qingyu was completely asleep.

Such a scene was too rare and precious. Lu Xiao couldn’t bear to wake him and just watched him quietly.

Shen Qingyu slept for about half an hour. Sleeping sitting up wasn’t comfortable. He rubbed his waist and opened his eyes, startled to see Lu Xiao staring at him without blinking.

“Why didn’t you wake me up?”

“You were sleeping so soundly.”

Shen Qingyu hesitated to speak. He unbuckled his seatbelt and opened the door to get out. “I’m leaving. Drive safely on your way back. Bye-bye.” With that, he ran away as if fleeing.

Lu Xiao watched his hurried retreat into the building entrance, his Adam’s apple bobbing gently. He suddenly pushed open his car door and strode after him.

The sound-activated light in the stairwell turned on with the sound of his footsteps. The elevator was taking a long time to arrive. Shen Qingyu suddenly heard urgent footsteps behind him. He looked back in panic, seeing Lu Xiao catching up in three quick strides, grabbing his wrist.

“Why are you running?” Lu Xiao’s breathing was slightly ragged. He gently pinned Shen Qingyu against the wall. “I wasn’t finished talking.”

Shen Qingyu could feel the rise and fall of his chest, and his warm breath washed over him.

He turned his head, trying to avoid Lu Xiao’s overly intense eyes: “It’s too late. Whatever you want to say, say it tomorrow.”

“I can’t wait until tomorrow,” Lu Xiao’s fingers gently touched his cheek, forcing him to turn back. “I wanted to ask if you could let me kiss you, but I knew you were too stingy to agree.”

“So I’ve changed my mind now. I want to say…”

The sound-activated light chose that moment to go out due to a sound from upstairs. In the darkness, their breathing was exceptionally clear. Shen Qingyu felt Lu Xiao’s forehead gently pressing against his, their warm breaths mingling.

“Lu Xiao, I don’t want to date right now,” Shen Qingyu’s voice trembled as he interrupted him. Given Lu Xiao’s personality, if he wasn’t direct, he might be mistaken for being shy.

“Since you’ve broken up, stop hiding from me, okay? I’ll continue to wait for you. When you decide you want to date, you have to consider me first.”

Shen Qingyu was speechless. He wanted to say something, but the sound-activated light turned on again due to the noise upstairs. The sudden return of light caught him off guard, and he met Lu Xiao’s deep eyes.

Lu Xiao held the pose, looking deeply at him for a few seconds. Then, he very slowly released Shen Qingyu’s hand.

“Go on up,” Lu Xiao’s voice returned to its usual tone, though slightly tight. “I’ll watch you get into the elevator.”

Shen Qingyu gave a low “Mm-hmm,” turned and quickly walked towards the elevator, which had just arrived. He pressed the floor button with slightly trembling fingers. He stood inside the closing elevator doors, watching Lu Xiao still standing in place, his posture straight, his gaze calmly following him.

Suddenly, the elevator doors paused. Lu Xiao pressed the open button and stepped inside. In Shen Qingyu’s surprised gaze, he leaned down, and his warm, slightly cool lips landed accurately and gently on Shen Qingyu’s forehead.

The kiss, which was over in an instant, was so light that Shen Qingyu wondered if he had imagined it. By the time he came back to his senses, Lu Xiao had already backed out.

The doors closed completely. Shen Qingyu touched his forehead, moved his lips, and quietly muttered a curse.

I really can’t trust what Lu Xiao says.

And he still kissed me! A bit annoying.