Why is This Clingy Snow Leopard Acting So Innocent? - Chapter 30

Chapter 30: Crazy—Hard and a Bit Uncomfortable to the Touch

Crazy.

This was truly crazy.

Su Wen sat half-kneeling on the floor, head bowed, completely lacking the courage to look at the person beside him. He wanted nothing more than to bury his head deep underground.

Impulse is a devil.

That was the only conclusion he could reach.

The air around them fell into an eerie silence, leaving only the frantic thump-thump-thump of his heartbeat.

If it hadn’t been for his terrible kissing technique—not knowing how to switch breaths, causing them both to nearly suffocate—it probably would have taken a while longer for him to let go of that mouth.

However, he subconsciously pursed his lips, feeling an inexplicable lingering desire.

It actually felt quite good. Really. Soft, warm, with a hint of sweetness and a very strange sense of pleasure.

Was kissing always this comfortable?

Why didn’t he feel like this back when he was filming kissing scenes?

There was one thing that was particularly regrettable—Su Wen let out a soft sigh. Because he was too nervous just now, he hadn’t opened his eyes. Otherwise, he could have seen exactly what kind of expression that guy Yun Shu was making.

The moment this thought surfaced, Su Wen froze.

Ah, hell…

What am I doing?

After a long while, he cursed under his breath: “You’re a psycho…”

“I…” A voice sounded, sounding inexplicably aggrieved.

Su Wen instinctively looked up, only to see Yun Shu looking at him with a dazed face, the faint blush at the corners of his eyes not yet fully dissipated.

“No…” Su Wen waved his hands, hurriedly trying to explain, appearing flustered. “It’s not… of course it’s not…”

He had been kneeling for too long; both legs were a pins-and-needles mess. Forget standing up, he could barely maintain the kneeling position.

Sure enough, just as he straightened up—Thud!

He tumbled forward.

Directly, and without error, he fell right onto Yun Shu.

The sound of breathing in his ear suddenly became frantic. Su Wen twisted his upper body, trying to push himself up, but it was useless.

The position was too strange. His entire strength seemed to have dissipated, pressing down on Yun Shu, making it look as though he were intentionally taking advantage of the situation.

The body temperature of the person beneath him rose rapidly. Only when it felt hot did Su Wen react, blindly searching for a point of support on the other’s body to prop himself up.

It was just… a bit hard and uncomfortable against his palm.

“Sorry, Yun Shu,” he said, propping himself up. He released one hand, shook it, and pressed down again. Beneath him, Yun Shu let out an involuntary muffled groan, but Su Wen didn’t notice, continuing to ramble, “My legs are numb. Let me catch my breath for a second.”

Yun Shu turned his face away, not looking at him or speaking, but his whole body began to tremble inexplicably.

Su Wen ignored it. The numbness in his thighs had passed, leaving only his calves; he could finally relax a bit. He wasn’t sure if it was an illusion, but the thing his hand was propping against seemed to be getting harder and more uncomfortable.

The atmosphere was too awkward, but it wasn’t his fault—the numb legs were just an accident.

So, Su Wen made small talk, trying to break the silence: “Your abs are pretty hard, huh?”

As he spoke, he pressed down again. It was indeed hard, and there was a protrusion. Before he could offer any more commentary on the texture, Yun Shu suddenly let out two whimpers and started crying.

“Ge… Ge…” His voice was very low, his face flushed deep red. Whether out of helplessness or embarrassment, he looked extremely distressed, his ears looking like they were about to drip blood.

Su Wen was confused. “Hmm? What’s wrong?”

Yun Shu gasped, his voice strained and suppressed: “Hand… your hand, stop touching… stop touching for a second…”

Su Wen found it strange. He had only used the abs for support; why was he so upset? Could he be injured?

With that thought, ignoring Yun Shu’s resistance, he moved faster and lifted the younger man’s shirt.

In an instant, the air stagnated. Heat rose slowly, almost enough to evaporate him.

“I…”

“I…”

He scrambled back and sat directly on the floor, becoming incoherent. “It’s not… I…”

Yun Shu yanked his clothes back down, covering the bulge in his lower half, and then, without a word, he practically fled the room.

“Hey! Hey… Yun Shu… I really didn’t…” Su Wen’s voice grew smaller. “I’m really not a pervert…”

Yun Shu had forgotten to close the door when he rushed out. Now, a cold wind blew through, and with a Bang!, the door slammed shut.

Su Wen: “…”

He stared blankly at the door, still not fully processing what had happened. His palm felt warm. He looked down at the hand that was still in its original propping shape.

Dazed for a moment, he instinctively gestured to the size: “How is it that big?”

“No, no, no…” He felt like something was wrong with his brain and hurriedly cleared out the “yellow waste” (lewd thoughts) that had just surged up.

“I’m a normal person…”

“Everything is normal…”

“Including…” As he muttered to himself, he suddenly paused. His gaze drifted toward the window. The old, patterned thermal curtain was pulled down, covering the window; he couldn’t see a thing.

Su Wen continued his murmur: “…including my sexual orientation.”

It was 9:00 PM. It was very quiet outside. He could hear the sound of rushing water; Yun Shu had gone back to that leaky, drafty ghost of a place to shower.

His physique really was good. Very beautiful six-pack abs, looking especially sexy against his wheat-colored skin.

When water droplets slid down, they left jagged trails across the muscles before disappearing deeper.

Thump.

Su Wen’s heart skipped a beat, and a strange sensation came from below. He looked down…

“F*ck…”

“No way…”

He was truly going crazy.

Su Wen had never considered the issue of sexual orientation; rather, he had never considered anything related to “romance” at all.

In the few memories he had of his past, it seemed girls were always confessing to him. Never a man.

A man?

A man.

A string seemed to tighten in his brain, and his head began to ache. He seemed to hear a voice calling him—a very familiar voice.

But just as he was about to remember, it suddenly became incredibly foreign.

In a daze, he saw someone standing in front of him. He couldn’t see the face, only hear the voice.

The person leaned in very close—so close that soft lips were about to touch his cheek.

His ear felt itchy as a moist breath brushed against it: “I like you… I like you… Su Wen… Su Wen… I like you…”

“…Ge…”

Snap—

The string in his brain broke completely.

Su Wen snapped his eyes open. Before he could fully react, he heard a purring sound beside him.

He turned his head. The Snow Leopard had arrived at some point, lying prone beside him, its head resting against his.

Seeing him wake up, it leaned forward and rubbed its face against his neck.

Su Wen reached out to hug its head, rubbed the fur on its chest, and leaned his head against it.

His heart was still thumping wildly in his chest, but it didn’t feel bad; on the contrary, he felt incredibly excited.

He really was a pervert.

This was a conclusion reached effortlessly.

Suppressing his racing heart, he desperately wanted to verify something.

He reached back to grab his phone from the nightstand and opened the chat with Yun Shu. There were two unread messages.

—I saw you fall asleep on the floor, so I carried you in.

—Goodnight.

The heart he had just suppressed started thumping again.

Thump. Thump. Thump.

He stared at those two perfectly normal messages, yet a sense of pleasure inexplicably flooded his body. He rolled out of bed, and just as he was about to pull the door open, he froze.

Turning around, he saw the Snow Leopard lying there sprawled out, its head tilted back, watching him without blinking.

A few seconds later, he suddenly realized how strange his reaction was. It was too bizarre.

God…

He covered his face, his mind a mess.

…Is this for real?

In the past twenty-odd years—or rather, in the only memories he had—he couldn’t imagine this kind of strange feeling.

Why would he feel this kind of happiness and excitement because of another person? Or this sudden, urgent desire to see him?

He collapsed back onto the bed. The Snow Leopard whimpered and rolled over to him, rubbing its paw pads against his arm.

Su Wen turned over, cupped its round head, and gave it two firm rubs to calm his surging dopamine.

The conclusion was practically staring him in the face.

He hugged the Snow Leopard tightly and murmured, “I’ve really fallen for it here…”

The Snow Leopard didn’t understand him. It nudged around in his arms and then shloop, lifted its leopard head.

Being stared at by its round eyes, Su Wen felt a bit odd. “Baby, why are you looking at me like that?”

The Snow Leopard didn’t speak—it couldn’t. Man and leopard stared at each other for several seconds before it suddenly wrinkled its muzzle, its whiskers twitching up and down, revealing two small canine teeth on one side.

It was showing its teeth as if performing a trick.

Su Wen’s heart went thump-thump again. This guy!!

He hugged the leopard tight again, grabbing its tail and rubbing it. “How can you be so cute? Baby, my baby…”

The Snow Leopard allowed itself to be poked and prodded like a well-behaved plush toy, letting out occasional purrs and “awoo-awoo” cries when it got excited.

Even if the sound was quite grating.

After hugging and rubbing it for a long while, the dopamine in his brain finally began to level out.

Su Wen gently tapped its nose, and the little leopard instinctively wrinkled its snout.

Its eyes were moist, and the pale gray-green color made it look harmless, even a bit dazed.

Su Wen froze for two seconds, inexplicably thinking of Yun Shu again.

His eyes were just like this—gray-green. From a distance, they merged with the snowy plateau; up close, they looked like two extraordinary gems.

Very unique.

If it weren’t for the species barrier—or if there was a bit of mythology involved—he might actually start to suspect that this Snow Leopard, which spent all day purring and chirping, was Yun Shu.

But he wasn’t crazy.

He stared at it closely. Facing those almost identical eyes, Su Wen instinctively pressed his forehead against its head.

The eyes stared back intently. As if possessed, he murmured:

“I’ve really gone mad…”