After the Heartthrob Took the Cannon Fodder Script [Quick Transmigration] - Chapter 5

The fingers that had just been washed were originally a cold white, but they were soon stained with a thin layer of pink.

Fortunately, the other people in the ward had already withdrawn their gazes from Juezhou; no one noticed the handsome youth currently half-kneeling before him.

Deep pupils, hidden by thick eyelashes, were currently flashing with a neurotic excitement, suppressing an indescribable darkness within.

The strength supporting Juezhou’s spine suddenly vanished. His other hand couldn’t help but reach out to touch the back of Xie Wenchen’s neck.

The words he spoke didn’t sound like a reproach, but rather like an ambiguous moan: “What are you doing…”

“You don’t like it?” Xie Wenchen looked up slightly with a hint of confusion, furrowing his brows as he released Juezhou.

His eyes reflected Juezhou’s current appearance: his fair earlobes were flushed, and the red marks pinched by Zhou Chenyu were still visible.

Suddenly losing the warm sensation against his skin, Juezhou almost leaned in voluntarily, only restraining himself by biting the tip of his tongue.

Juezhou: 【System! Waaaah, the Protagonist Bottom is a pervert!】 “A fellow gay is right by my side, damn.”

The System hurriedly comforted him: 【Host, please calm down first. In the original book, it seems you treated him this way, so the Protagonist Bottom is merely complying with your thoughts…】

Juezhou suddenly remembered that, according to the settings, the “gay” one was actually himself. Although he considered himself a little villain seen only once every five hundred years, he couldn’t possibly be perverted enough to force the Protagonist Bottom to do this to him!

For the sake of his year-end bonus, he wouldn’t… He thought about it. Actually, he was willing to yield just a little bit.

If he wants to lick, let him lick. He’d just treat it as being licked by a dog; the neighbor’s puppy would also lick Juezhou’s fingers.

“You did very well,” Juezhou took a deep breath, suppressing his shame, and lightly patted Xie Wenchen’s cheek. “Do it this way next time, too.”

Perhaps because he had stayed up late the night before, he thought he saw a faint smile appear in the depths of Xie Wenchen’s silent eyes.

This smile was like spring ice and snow, melting in an instant as if it were Juezhou’s hallucination. When Juezhou blinked and looked again, Xie Wenchen was expressionless, his lips pursed in silence, appearing to be blackening even faster.

Juezhou felt that even if he told Xie Wenchen again, “I’m only keeping you because I want you to help me play games,” Xie Wenchen wouldn’t believe him anymore.

【Brother System, the Head Office will pay for a straight man’s mental distress for pretending to be gay, right?】 Juezhou said listlessly.

System: 【Of course! I will do my best to fight for it on your behalf. You’ve really worked hard.】

Juezhou really wanted the year-end bonus, but he didn’t want to “Forcefully Love” the Protagonist Bottom.

At this rate, if the Protagonist Top didn’t confess his feelings soon, he would eventually have to take the Protagonist Bottom’s body!

Just as Juezhou was about to say something more to Xie Wenchen, the phone in his pocket suddenly rang. He pulled it out and saw it was a call from a girl he had met at school.

The girl’s family situation wasn’t good, and she had been working in a bar. Last time she asked Juezhou for his contact information, he hadn’t refused; he was a pure “straight steel man” and rarely rejected a girl’s request.

A panicked female voice came through the phone. The ward was very quiet, and Xie Wenchen, being close, could also hear it— “Gu Juezhou, are you free right now? Can you come to XX Bar?”

Juezhou stood up immediately, asking as he walked out, “What’s wrong?”

The other party was a very independent girl; if it weren’t for something she couldn’t resolve, she wouldn’t have reached out to Juezhou for help.

System: 【Ding— The task to humiliate the Protagonist Bottom has been completed.】

Juezhou was puzzled: 【I humiliated him a long time ago. Why is the task completion prompt only appearing now?】

The System scratched its head: 【I don’t know either. Maybe it’s lag.】

In this moment of urgency, Juezhou didn’t bother to look back at the Protagonist Bottom’s reaction. He hurriedly left the ward, listening to the girl’s voice as she fought back her fear: “A group of new guests came to the private booth and insisted we drink with them. My colleague accidentally broke a very expensive bottle of wine and can’t afford to pay for it. I heard them mention your name in their conversation…”

Juezhou instantly understood it was a group of bored rich playboys bullying the servers again. He coaxed her warmly: “Okay, wait for me. I’ll be right there.”

With Jiang Henian back, Juezhou could practically walk sideways on the Capital Planet without fearing any rich playboys.

In the military compound, Jiang Henian was the nightmare of countless peers. Parents would always start their lectures to their children with, “Look at how Jiang Henian does things.”

Jiang Henian truly had been excellent since childhood. Otherwise, the Gu parents wouldn’t have taken him home to care for him after his own parents passed away.

Therefore, Juezhou had always believed that Jiang Henian treated him so well simply to repay his parents’ kindness.

At Juezhou’s request, the driver pushed the speed limit to get to the bar. He watched as Juezhou got out of the car. After hesitating for a moment, he sent a message to inform Jiang Henian.

Juezhou had no idea he had been sold out by the driver. He walked straight toward the private booth where his female classmate was, hearing a burst of laughter from a distance.

When he pushed open the door and walked in, the clamor ceased instantly.

Juezhou scanned the room; they were all familiar faces.

Rich second-generation heirs had their own circles. The parents of the group Juezhou usually hung out with were relatively close, whereas the parents of this group were distant from the Jiang family, so Juezhou usually didn’t bother interacting with them.

On the floor were the shards of a broken wine bottle. A male server was fearfully using a broom to clean up the mess.

“Little Young Master.” A handsome young man leaned lazily against the sofa, greeting Juezhou with a curl of his lips.

Juezhou recognized him as Shan Hanyu. He often put on a dignified, proper act in front of elders while secretly being a “Green Tea” manipulator. Every time there was a holiday gathering, Mother Gu would scold Juezhou for ignoring him.

He propped up his chin, his earlobes flushed from drinking, as he watched Juezhou with a hint of confusion—Juezhou had never liked hanging out with people from their circle.

“He broke your wine? I’ll pay for it.” Juezhou could tell from the bottle that it was incredibly expensive; the server probably couldn’t pay it back even if he worked for ten years.

“This wine was part of my uncle’s collection for over a decade. You think it can be paid for with just money?” Shan Hanyu furrowed his brows.

In truth, his anger had already dissipated, and he hadn’t intended to make the server pay. But seeing this Little Young Master—who always treated him with indifference—defending a stranger in front of him…

A surge of nameless anger suddenly rushed to his heart.

Juezhou looked back and saw his female classmate was still there. He was too embarrassed to call his brother and complain in front of her, so he pushed aside the snack bags on the table, sat down, and met Shan Hanyu’s gaze: “Then what do you want?”

His features were naturally striking and beautiful; even a stern expression didn’t diminish his looks in the slightest.

Shan Hanyu pinched the glittering stud on his left ear. “Want to play a game?”

“What?”

“There are fifteen cards here. Whichever one you draw, you must perform the punishment written on it.” Shan Hanyu produced a deck of cards.

“Fine.”

Juezhou was confident. It was just a game of Truth or Dare; he had once been ordered to steal his brother’s shirt in this game and had survived unscathed.

He drew a card. On it was written: “Kiss the person closest to you.”

“…” Juezhou looked up at Shan Hanyu, who was the closest person to him.

The System, which had been silent, spoke up pityingly: 【Host, how about we forget about ‘face’ and just call your brother?】

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Seeing the contents of the card, Shan Hanyu didn’t actually think Juezhou would admit defeat. He was about to say a few mocking words—

In the next second, the beautiful youth approached him with a cold face.

Juezhou had already made the commitment and didn’t want to back out in front of a crowd of acquaintances. He could only sit on Shan Hanyu’s lap and wrap his arms around his neck.

Shan Hanyu, who had been smiling just a moment ago, suddenly froze entirely. He could feel Juezhou’s body temperature through the fabric.

Juezhou was very light. Even without reaching out, Shan Hanyu could guess that his waist was very thin. The hem of the oversized shirt covered the area where they touched, but from anyone else’s perspective, it was enough to trigger wild imaginations.

The crowd began to cheer and jeer. Some, with a hint of bitterness, asked why the Little Master wouldn’t play games with them.

Juezhou was secretly glad that Shan Hanyu was wearing quite a lot of clothing as he slowly lowered his head.

In the end, he didn’t go through with the kiss.

The phone rang in his pocket. While Juezhou pulled it out to check, he scanned the excited crowd around them.

“A bunch of idiots,” he cursed under his breath.

Everyone could see that Juezhou was truly angry. His eyes, which usually curved with smiles, no longer held any warmth, and his lips were tightly pursed. If it weren’t for the lack of curse words in his vocabulary, he certainly would have cursed a few more times to his heart’s content.

Someone bold enough tried to approach and coax him, but was slapped away by Juezhou.

The “Little Tyrant” persona was maintained perfectly.

The person who took the hit from Juezhou retreated to the side, regretting that they hadn’t taken the chance to touch him a few more times.

The call was from an unknown number. Juezhou pressed the answer key and turned his back to the room.

Regaining control over his body, Shan Hanyu snatched a coat from a playboy nearby, draped it over his own lap, and watched Juezhou’s back with great interest.

The Little Master had excellent body proportions—a thin waist and long legs. He was wrapped up tightly, only revealing a small section of his slender, white ankles.

It was a quiet kind of seduction.

Shan Hanyu suddenly became curious: how had the Little Master’s adoptive brother managed to endure all these years, watching the Little Master flutter about before his eyes, without ever crossing the line?

“Caught feelings?” a playboy nearby leaned over and asked.

“Aren’t you all the same?” Shan Hanyu picked up a shard of glass from a crack in the floor and held it up to the light.