Beautiful Fools Were Born to be Spoiled by Their Husbands - Chapter 2

As the wind from the fan picked up, the aggressively masculine scent of Zhou Gangxun quickly filled the small rental room, mingling with his scorching body heat and invading Ruan Zhijuan’s senses.

There wasn’t much of a smell, just a stifling warmth.

However, Ruan Zhijuan felt he hadn’t performed well enough just now, and he wasn’t about to miss another chance to humiliate Zhou Gangxun.

He intentionally pinched his nose, his voice dripping with exaggerated disgust. “Zhou Gangxun, you’re covered in sweat, it’s disgusting. You stink, you’re absolutely foul,”

So noisy. The man had only been quiet for a moment before he started up again like an annoying fly.

Zhou Gangxun lowered his eyes. His right hand, shoved deep in his pocket, gripped his lighter, while his left arm rested against the fan’s safety guard. His fingertips tapped a slow, rhythmic beat as his dark, unreadable gaze fixed on the blades spinning rapidly with a rhythmic “clack-clack” sound.

He had previously seen a test report from a fan factory. A bare blade without a protective net, if spinning fast enough, could slice a person’s head right off.

If Ruan Zhijuan’s head fell off in an “accident” like that, he would finally shut up and be quiet.

Completely oblivious, Ruan Zhijuan was still racking his brain for vicious insults. “You’re always sticky and filthy, just like a stray dog eating trash off the street,”

“One look and anyone can tell… you’re just an old bachelor who’ll never find a wife!” Just like that despised old blind man. After finishing his rant, Ruan Zhijuan swallowed against a dry throat and gave himself a mental score. He felt his performance this time was excellent.

Strangely, his own body began to feel itchy, as if something was crawling on him.

He scratched at the spot, but the crawling sensation only became more distinct.

Ruan Zhijuan hurriedly pulled up his shirt. A long, slender centipede, as thick as a finger with a reddish body, was clinging to his chest. “Ahhh! A bug! There’s a bug!”

Startled, the centipede suddenly bared its sharp mandibles and bit down on a piece of soft flesh to keep itself from being thrown off.

“Ah!”

Zhou Gangxun glanced at the panicked Ruan Zhijuan. It was just a bug bite, yet he was squealing like a pig giving birth.

“Zhou… Zhou Gangxun…!” The same Ruan Zhijuan who had been so arrogant a moment ago now had flushed, watery eyes, looking as if he were about to cry. He held up his shirt, exposing a dazzling stretch of white skin, practically shoving it into Zhou Gangxun’s face. “Quick… get it off!”

Zhou Gangxun found it almost funny. Other than the day Ruan Zhijuan had drugged him, the boy had treated his own body like a precious treasure, keeping it strictly covered. Now, in his desperation, he was nearly feeding himself to Zhou Gangxun.

Half a month ago, Zhou Gangxun hadn’t been bankrupt yet, and Ruan Zhijuan had just been discovered by the Ruan family to be a “fake” young master, switched at birth.

That very night, the fake young master had crawled into his bed and drugged him with… livestock aphrodisiacs.

The kind used for breeding farm animals.

Veterinary medicine was always known for being… large dose and full satisfaction.

However, Ruan Zhijuan had no idea how to actually do the deed. After a lot of fumbling, absolutely nothing happened.

In the end, because the dosage was so massive, it had completely ruined Zhou Gangxun’s “functions.”

“Zhou Gangxun…” Ruan Zhijuan sobbed. Seeing that Zhou Gangxun wasn’t moving, he reached out to grab the man’s arm, only for Zhou Gangxun to shift back slightly, making him miss.

Ruan Zhijuan froze, steadying himself. He thought to himself: Hmph, he’s rock hard and covered in stinky sweat anyway, I didn’t even want to touch him.

But the centipede’s body and legs were bright red. Who knew if it was poisonous? He didn’t dare pull it off himself.

It was still biting him there. What if it ruined him? Zhou Gangxun was thick-skinned and tough, he could handle it.

Seizing the moment, Ruan Zhijuan lunged forward again. “Zhou Gangxun…”

Zhou Gangxun frowned, staring at the slender, pale fingers on his forearm. “Dirty. Don’t touch me.”

Ruan Zhijuan assumed Zhou Gangxun was offended by his earlier insults. To get him to help with the centipede, he quickly began to coax him with fake sweetness, his voice still hitching. “No, you’re not dirty. I was lying just now…”

Zhou Gangxun looked at him coldly, interrupting his rambling. “I mean you are dirty.”

Ruan Zhijuan thought he had misheard. His eyes widened as he asked uncertainly, “What…?”

Zhou Gangxun slowly pulled his arm away from Ruan Zhijuan’s grip and said indifferently, “Your hand was just down there.”

Down… where?

Ruan Zhijuan’s expression instantly flooded with shame and anger. Forgetting the centipede for a second, he immediately barked back, “What nonsense are you talking about! I didn’t…! I was just wiping away sweat!”

Slap.

A sharp sound cut Ruan Zhijuan off.

Along with the biting red centipede, which was decisively slapped to the floor by Zhou Gangxun’s large hand.

“Ugh…” Ruan Zhijuan’s body shrunk back, stunned.

A mist of tears instantly clouded his eyes, his eyelids turning a deep red. The tears were on the verge of spilling over.

He held them back, his gaze filled with resentment as he glared at Zhou Gangxun. The man’s hand hadn’t just knocked off the centipede that was biting his flesh, it had hit him, too.

Ruan Zhijuan looked at Zhou Gangxun’s heavy hand, noting the long, thick fingers and the palms covered in fresh cuts and thin calluses from the past few days of labor.

He pulled a long face, cursing Zhou Gangxun in his head. You dog, how could you hit me?

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