[Don't come any closer, you jackal!] (Uncle captures him) (1-59)

Author: Ximu Word Count: 100,000
Synopsis:
One gentle as water, the other domineering as fire, caught in the middle, he was plunged into a world of extremes!
And to make matters worse, two cunning guys were watching the show from the sidelines!
But this "show" wasn't as entertaining as it seemed; he ended up unknowingly falling into it himself…
A gentle man, a nightmare and a dream woven by four incredibly strong young men…
By the time the handsome older man, completely disoriented from the ordeal, realized what was happening, escaping this "tightly entangled web of love" was already a pipe dream!
One bottom and four tops, older man bottom, handsome tops and bottoms. Happy
ending.
Keywords: older man, one sheep and many wolves, various strong and handsome men, older and talented men and beautiful women. Prologue: Ten days
before self-immolation
, late at night, Edinburgh, England.
The detached villa was engulfed in flames, with occasional explosions of gas and other explosive sounds emanating from it. Firefighters rushed about, evacuating people and setting up hoses.
Outside, a young man in a suit was crying hysterically, but was prevented from entering the burning building by the police.
The owners of the house, a couple surnamed Li, were a renowned Chinese-American painter. Given the absence of any external source of fire… the possibility of self-immolation was extremely high.
"Artists' thoughts are truly unpredictable…"
"Yeah, they all have some quirks…"
"A perfectly fine house…"
The firefighters, carrying ladders, exchanged familiar conversations as they passed by…
Staring blankly at the flames, where there was no hope of survival, the young man's expression gradually turned to despair, as if trapped in a terrible nightmare. His beautiful face was as white as paper in the towering flames. That morning, before leaving home, his family had been happily discussing how to throw him a celebration party… How could he believe that when he excitedly returned from the awards ceremony, carrying his prize, his only remaining family member had already perished in self-immolation?
However, the phone, which had been ignored, began vibrating frantically in his pocket as if determined to succeed. The young man numbly pulled it out, and a line of text on it made him gasp. Was this their death message for him?
Such a request at the end of their lives… What… happened?!
The little uke makes a dazzling entrance~
Well, it seems his family is destroyed right from his first appearance… ╮(╯▽╰)╭ Oh well, poor kid, someone cares for him.
Chapter One: An Unburied Fate
Amidst the chaos of the fire, no one noticed that not far from the scene, several men in black suits were anxiously dialing their phones.
"Boss, we're here to pick up the goods, but that guy surnamed Li is dead! Suicide, self-immolation... cause unknown. That untrustworthy old bastard, our batch of goods should be burned to ashes too. What do we do now? Our Edinburgh branch has always cooperated with that old man Li, where are we going to find someone with a similar style to continue making counterfeits... Wait, you said 'son'?"
The man in black seemed to have received some instructions from the other end of the phone, glancing furtively at the fire scene, and soon revealed a look of overjoyed delight. "Boss, you're right! That kid is here! But there are too many police now, we can only talk to him at the funeral... Okay, don't worry, I'll send someone to keep an eye on him 24 hours a day..."
The group breathed a sigh of relief, their eyes fixed on the foot of the building billowing thick smoke, on the young man who had cried his eyes out and screamed until his throat was hoarse, unaware that the shadows lurking in the darkness were not limited to just them.
A black Ford car was hidden under the cover of night.
"Master, what do we do now?"
Observing the situation outside with a cold eye, the woman in the passenger seat was much calmer than the panicked people outside. The man she called "Master" could not be seen in the darkness, only a helpless sigh came from the back of the car. "Sigh, why did he commit suicide? He promised to give me 'that' today!"
"Master, since it's something that important, that old man shouldn't have burned it all. Should I investigate more carefully later to see if there's anywhere in that house to hide it, or break into the bank and open his safe deposit box?"
"Moon, do you have any more constructive suggestions?"
Although his voice was magnetic, the man expressed his displeasure with a cold sarcasm without malice.
—If he could just steal it, why would he bother with all this trouble?
The problem was the size, shape, and appearance of "that thing"... He didn't even know if it was a liquid or a solid!
Who knows if that cunning old man Li might disguise it as a chair or a table... How are we supposed to find it?
It's something unique in the world... Besides that guy, probably no one else recognizes it!
Wait... It's not entirely without clues... At least the man deliberately lowered the car window by about an inch, and the firelight made his long, narrow eagle eyes vaguely visible in the dim light. The cold gaze emanating from those eyes fell on the exhausted young man kneeling on the ground not far away.
"Hmm, he's really good-looking, but unfortunately he was born into a bad family... His debut work just won an international award, and before he could even celebrate, he ended up with his family ruined and his life destroyed! The worst part is that
he was left with a mess. A man like him, if he wants to avoid being forced to follow in his father's footsteps, he'd better be willing to take off his pants and become a male concubine for those people! There's no escaping it." The "those people" he was referring to were naturally the manipulators behind the few men in black not far away, but his disdainful tone showed that he didn't take them seriously at all.
"Master, you mean—" Yue'er pondered slightly, trying to guess his thoughts, "Old Li will leave clues for his son?"
In the darkness, the man gently curled the corners of his mouth, but unfortunately she couldn't see it. "Who knows, maybe... we'll find out if we try?"
"How do we try?"
"From now on, keep an eye on him for me, ensure his safety. After the funeral, those people will definitely go looking for him. If I'm not mistaken... that kind of overconfident person will definitely try to escape! Your task is to help him escape safely, but you can't let him discover your presence! If necessary, you can kill!"
"Yes!"
Play the long game to catch the big fish!
It's just a pity for that man—even if he did nothing wrong, even if he knew nothing, it's a pity that the person who should bear the responsibility escaped with death. As the only support for the deceased, this tragic fate will irreversibly fall on those thin shoulders.
Chapter Two: The Helpless Return of Fallen Leaves
Ten days later
, the flight from Britain to China had just landed. The passageway was filled with passengers hurrying along, dragging small pieces of luggage, preparing to leave.
Meanwhile, in a deserted men's restroom along the way,
long, flowing hair cascaded smoothly down her neck, an unnatural strand of hair concealed by a fashionable straw hat tied with a ribbon. A light layer of makeup graced her androgynous, perfectly sculpted face, and a smile, as beautiful as a fairy, adorned her cherry lips and pearly teeth…
Gazing at the "beauty" in the mirror, Li Mingxuan sighed helplessly.
"Take what's in the safe, return home, and live a life of anonymity, starting anew."
"Burn their fat, disfigure their faces, gamble when you should, and find a way out of despair."
These two sentences were the last two messages sent to his phone on the day his parents were cremated.
He couldn't understand the first sentence at all… But after the funeral, facing a group of uninvited guests dressed in black—clearly not there for the funeral—
he realized for the first time in his twenty-nine years how his family had earned their comfortable lives. Unfortunately, they didn't even give him time to feel lost; they used every means at their disposal—either continue to collude with them like his father, providing them with high-quality forgeries of famous paintings for illegal profit and fraud; or leave behind his painting skills and sever all ties with that organization!
And then he understood!
—From that moment on, he was no longer the young painter who had won international awards, no longer the son who had received their true teachings… Only by returning to his roots in China, as an ordinary person, could he survive!
Although he couldn't understand the literal meaning of the second sentence at all, having grown up in England... at least he knew what to do now to escape!
Those people must have guessed he would return to his parents' hometown... if they were truly persistent, they might already be blocking the arrival gate!
And this disheveled women's clothing was the only way he could think of to sneak out!
"Li Mingxuan, you can do it, keep going!"
He muttered to himself in the mirror, looking rather ridiculous... thankfully, there was no one else here!
He quickly tidied his messy suitcase, checked his watch one last time—twenty minutes had passed since he got off the plane. He had to get out immediately to catch up with the passengers who had just collected their luggage... missing the opportunity and being alone would be too conspicuous and too dangerous!
However,
"Ah..."
After a muffled thud, a groan escaped his lips in pain. As he hurriedly pushed open the door, it felt like he had crashed into a hard wall; his slender body was about to be thrown out!
"Hey! Are you alright?"
— "That wall" was quick-witted and agile, pulling him back as she asked the question, causing him to embarrassingly bump into the man's arms!
The man's tone was full of hostility, but surprisingly, he didn't immediately let go of the man's embrace... Or rather, when his gaze fell on the panicked face of the beauty in his arms, her pale expression made his heart suddenly tighten, as if something was slowly spreading within him, making him forget that he was still holding the other's body.
Chapter 3 Young Master VS Big Liar
If Li Mingxuan were to look up, he would find that the man who was holding him in a daze had a handsome face that was almost enviable, and he exuded a noble, princely aura that was not something ordinary people could possess. His tall figure, holding him in his arms, actually looked incredibly harmonious... The two stood at the bathroom door, half-concealed, attracting countless curious and even amazed glances from passersby.
But Li Mingxuan's life was hanging by a thread; he had no time to care about such things!
Besides… no matter how beautiful someone was, he was a man with no abnormal sexual orientation! He'd look at beautiful women, not this big man clinging to him—he didn't care if the guy was round or flat!
However… this man exuded a faint scent of cologne, which for some reason gave him a strange sense of comfort. He
'd been forcing himself to remain calm the whole way, but he was actually a taut string about to snap… the closer he got to danger, the more paranoid he became!
Now, after being bumped like that, he wasn't just pale… he was practically terrified!
"N-nothing… thank you…"
he stammered, his voice slightly hoarse, like a woman's.
As he responded, he also pushed hard, breaking free from this inexplicable embrace… he didn't have enough time!
"Hey—"
Suddenly, the man was pushed back a few steps. He frowned and stared at the beautiful figure with a very strange look as she fled in a very unladylike manner...
For a woman... she's really strong! He should have used more force... For some reason, a ridiculous thought suddenly popped into his head: that woman... he wanted to catch her!
"Che, can you stop running so fast!"
A companion's voice suddenly came from behind the man. He realized that he had been ridiculously distracted and turned around. He shrugged in boredom: "Lian, it's because you're walking too slowly!"
The man who hurriedly caught up was dressed in a British suit. His build and age were similar to his, and his handsomeness was no less. The only difference was that his eyes and brows were not as unruly as his. He had more of an elegant and rational temperament.
"Lian, I have a question for you." Nalan Che asked thoughtfully, "Are the restrooms at the airport unisex?"
His extremely serious expression made Mo Lian almost burst out laughing!
He'd almost forgotten that this prodigy, born with a silver spoon in his mouth and standing at the pinnacle of the business world at such a young age… was a complete and utter idiot when it came to daily life!
"Looks like I really should apply for a special passage!" Mo Lian didn't answer his question directly, only sighing in frustration.
This capricious young master had suddenly decided to end his trip a week early, but their temporary hotel didn't have a small airport for private planes, and he hadn't had time to apply for a special passage… Come to think of it, this was probably Nalan Che's first time mingling with ordinary people, wasn't it?
"Lian—" Nalan Che had already found the answer in his words, but his face darkened, "Just now… a woman rushed out and landed right in my arms…"
Could it be a ghost or a lunatic?
Huh? Mo Lian was stunned for a moment. After processing his words, she immediately scrutinized him warily from head to toe—protecting this person was her most important duty!
Finally, Mo Lian's gaze settled on the suitcase at his feet, and her voice turned cold. "Che, your suitcase has been switched!"
The suitcase was small and not heavy... The two were master and servant, sworn brothers, and good friends, so Mo Lian hadn't been polite and let him carry it himself...
The style and color were almost the same... except that the expensive Hermes had been replaced with a cheap, low-quality artificial leather!
The problem was—what they lost wasn't just an expensive suitcase!
The tens of thousands of pounds they hadn't spent and had just casually put back inside were fine... but the important contracts and corporate secrets they had just signed with two listed companies in the UK were all inside!
"Shit!"
Thinking of the woman's innocent and endearing face that had just made him want to protect her, Nalan Che kicked the broken leather suitcase hard!
Hmph, you stinky woman! You better not let me catch you.
Chapter 4: Undercurrents. In
the arrival hall of the international terminal, people hurried past each other as usual. But if you paid attention, you would notice that today seemed a little different. Duanmu Teng was dressed in an expensive British retro outfit. The baseball cap that was originally just for decoration was quickly pulled down when he saw an old man on the other side of the hall leading a group of professional bodyguards rushing towards him in a hurry!
Good heavens! The Mingyue family's head butler and bodyguards have all been mobilized... Every time, it's because of that old witch Mingyue Xun that he gets dragged into this mess, but this time he's really taking the blame!
The only "advantage" of being that woman's adopted brother is that every time that troublesome young lady gets into trouble, she either drags him down with her or makes him take the fall, leaving him to clean up the mess!
If you think about it, from that family banquet when he was seven until now, they've known each other for over fifteen years, and this damned pattern has never changed!
This time is the most outrageous. Eighteen hours ago, she called him, saying she was already at the airport preparing to board a plane, and the reason was... she ran away from her wedding!
Harboring the Mingyue Group's runaway young lady... just that one crime... if the old man in the family finds out, he can almost picture himself being forcibly locked up in the villa in Hawaii!
The Mingyue family's butler was no ordinary man. Standing inconspicuously at the arrival gate, he directed a group of bodyguards hidden behind pillars, ready to capture the young lady the moment she appeared!
The man, in his fifties, scanned the surroundings with piercing eyes, a gaze that sent chills down Duanmu Teng's spine as he hid in an inconspicuous corner.
After much deliberation, he pulled out his phone and dialed a speed dial number just to be sure. "Hey! Yue! This is Duanmu Teng! Are you at the entrance? Let's change the plan. Bring your people inside directly… Hmm, things are bad. The Mingyue family's old butler has brought his bodyguard unit directly over. I'm afraid Xun and I can't handle it! By the way, as agreed before, change all your people into racing driver suits. Don't leave any trace. If the Mingyue family causes trouble, you won't be able to handle it! Okay, come quickly, that's it…"
Hanging up the phone, Duanmu Teng breathed a slight sigh of relief—thankfully, there was still Dongfang Yue!
They're all childhood friends, after all; there's no reason for him to take the blame alone!
That kid reluctantly inherited his father's gang, and although it was forced upon him, he's doing a decent job. At least within a considerable area, the underground order is still controlled by him.
When it comes to mobilizing manpower, Dongfang Yue is obviously much more convenient than him, this nominal heir to the conglomerate who hasn't yet gained real power!
But… anxiously staring at the ever-flowing crowd at the arrival gate… what on earth is Mingyue Xun doing? Why can't I see her anywhere!
Of course, it wasn't just Duanmu Teng and the Mingyue family's old butler who were anxious!
Near another pillar on the opposite side, several foreign men in black were also standing guard, whispering in English. From their constant glances towards the arrival gate, it was clear they were all on the same side.
They and the old butler's group could naturally see each other. However, adopting a "mind your own business" attitude, no one needed to meddle in other people's affairs when traveling, so they simply ignored each other.
Time ticked by, and the passengers from the previous flight from England had mostly disembarked... Two groups of young "race car drivers" chatted and laughed as they poured in from the elevator and stairwell respectively... The
increasingly tense atmosphere was something only those involved truly understood.
Meanwhile, Li Mingxuan, who had unknowingly taken someone else's suitcase, sensed something was amiss as soon as he stepped out of the arrivals gate. Despite being in the brightly lit arrivals hall, he felt uneasy, as if he were being stared at by many malicious eyes.
To make matters worse, before he could even properly look around, he heard a large number of footsteps suddenly emerge from behind a pillar not far away. "Miss, I am under orders from the master and madam to take you back to England. I apologize for any inconvenience!"
The strange old man who suddenly appeared, followed by a large group of men in black, immediately surrounded him.
Chapter 5 Airport Melee
: Li Mingxuan had never seen anything like this before.
Her legs went weak, her mind went completely blank, and all she heard was "make sure to bring her back to England," completely oblivious to the inconsistencies in the sentence!
Instinctively, she tried to back away, but accidentally stepped on the hem of her damned long dress—instantly losing her balance and falling heavily backward…
her "graceful" fall left the old man, who had witnessed countless scenes of the young lady's dashing figure from childhood to adulthood, utterly dumbfounded…
However,
contrary to expectations, she didn't end up in close contact with the gleaming airport floor! But…
leaning against the soft, comfortable "cushion," Li Mingxuan, realizing something was wrong, abruptly opened her eyes, almost jumping up in fright. What kind of bad luck had she had today! She
was just dressed as a woman to escape, so why was she being carried around by men everywhere she went?
Unfortunately, this time it wasn't like in the bathroom; the chaotic scene before her was enough to make her heart race… And this young man who suddenly appeared behind her was clearly not part of the group on the outside!
A common enemy is a friend!
Based on this logic
… He opened his mouth, wanting to ask something, but didn't know where to begin.
Finally, he decided to stand up first, but unfortunately, the other party didn't seem to have any intention of giving him the chance!
"Xun! What are you doing? Didn't you eat?" Duanmu Teng glared at him irritably and helped him up.
Xun? Li Mingxuan's already clouded mind… was completely confused by his nonsensical question.
But danger doesn't stay in
such a chaotic scene. Seeing the runaway young lady lying in another man's arms, and from his perspective, the two clearly exchanging illicit glances, the Mingyue family's butler immediately ordered his bodyguards to rush over. At this moment, Duanmu Teng had no time to carefully examine this she-devil he knew all too well!
No matter how the opponent attacked, their main focus was on dealing with Duanmu Teng, this unknown "adulterer," after all, they dared not harm their young lady... However, while dealing with the "whooshing" wind of the punches in front of him, Duanmu Teng glanced at "Mingyue Xun" beside him out of the corner of his eye. It would have been better if he hadn't looked, because after looking at her, he almost got so angry that he couldn't tell where the ruthless spirit of this female demon had gone. She was clearly much stronger than him, but now she was cowering behind him timidly...
"Take her away!"
In the chaotic hall, a familiar shout from Dongfang Yue suddenly rang out!
In the blink of an eye, the "race car drivers" who had been scattered around suddenly pulled out their weapons from their clothes, and the encirclement of the butler and his gang, who had been ganging up on the few, was immediately reversed!
Poor Li Mingxuan hadn't even figured out what was going on with this sudden change when he suddenly felt his feet slip, and he was actually hugged again by the young man who had hugged him earlier... and this time, he was being carried horizontally in a "princess carry"!
Without giving him a chance to ask any questions, they picked him up and, under the cover of their own thugs, rushed out!
Once they were sure they were all safe, Dongfang Yue, wearing a helmet, whistled, and his men began to gather together… this was a signal to retreat!
In a place like this, the airport police were basically useless, but the SWAT team would arrive in minutes! Although he had already informed the relevant people beforehand, even if it was just a formality, they would still come, just a little later… Whenever the objective was achieved, knowing when to quit was always the best policy!
Seeing their intentions, the Mingyue family's butler, even more unwilling to linger than they were to see their young lady being taken away, understood their meaning!
They retreated even faster, disappearing in the blink of an eye through the gaps they left!
Watching the group hurriedly chase after them, Dongfang Yue's lips curled into a mocking smile. "Want to race?
If you can catch that madman Duanmu Teng, I'll change my surname to yours!
" "We're retreating too!" He waved his hand, and the surrounding people gradually dispersed, allowing his gaze to focus more on the foreigners.
In this situation, ordinary people would have already run away in fear… Only those few, with an indifferent attitude, kept their distance to the side, yet their eyes remained fixed on the arrival gate…
Subconsciously following their gaze, a figure suddenly came into view, startling this man who never flinched in the face of danger, making his heart nearly skip a beat!
And at the same time—the foreign men finally moved!
The uncle wasn't so unlucky; by sheer luck, he managed to escape the airport!
She was simply carried away in a "princess carry"~ ⊙﹏⊙b Sweat, if Tengteng realizes she's mistaken someone...
who exactly did those foreign men see? And what are they planning to do?
Chapter Six: A Twist of Fate
A short black wig, no makeup, a slender figure wearing a loose t-shirt and unisex jeans, a gray canvas bag, canvas shoes...
—This young lady spent a lot of time in the restroom transforming herself into a handsome Eastern man, naturally arriving late.
Now no one would recognize her as Mingyue Xun!
Although her plan was pretty good... as soon as she exited the arrival gate, she looked around but couldn't find Duanmu Teng, who had promised to pick her up. She then remembered that she had forgotten to turn on her phone after getting off the plane, and cursed that unreliable brat while turning it on!
Of course, she also noticed those foreigners who were eyeing her covetously... those people didn't have the aura of the Mingyue family, they weren't from the Mingyue family, this judgment made her instinctively want to avoid them, not wanting to cause unnecessary trouble.
Unfortunately, this seemed to be wishful thinking on her part. The foreign men had planned to stall until Li Mingxuan left the airport, not wanting to cause too much of a commotion! But the fierce fight just now, and the increasingly close sirens outside... left them with no choice but to act hastily.
However... Ming Yuexun was no ordinary person!
When the strange man, exuding a clearly dangerous aura, suddenly approached, her body reacted instinctively before she could think. After a beautiful over-the-shoulder throw, before he could get up, she delivered a powerful elbow strike to his spine. After several distinct cracking sounds, the strong foreign man, over 1.9 meters tall, collapsed to the ground, unable to stand... In just a few seconds, her effortless skill, the ruthlessness of her strike, and the precision of her aim immediately made the other men's companions freeze in fear.
When they received their mission, they were told that the target was a painter who couldn't even kill a chicken. Because gun ownership is illegal in China, to avoid unnecessary trouble, none of them were armed… At this rate, they might not even be a match for this pretty boy!
Mingyue Xun's actions didn't continue. After subduing one, she stopped because he hesitated.
This trip was, after all, to escape an arranged marriage… It was rare to see any pursuers from the Mingyue family; she really didn't need to reveal her identity here.
A haughty sneer played on her lips as she looked down at the "good-for-
nothing" gangsters she had just pinned to her feet. Her intuition was always sharp.
But there were plenty of easy-to-kidnap young ladies… This kind of guy dared to approach her; they were truly courting death!
"Who are you people?"
Upon hearing this, the group of men froze, then hurriedly apologized in fluent Chinese, "Sorry, sorry, we mistook you for someone else!"
Damn it, it was a woman!
"Oh?" Mingyue Xun raised her beautiful eyebrows. His eyes, though beautifully defined, held a chilling glint that sent shivers down one's spine.
Just as Mingyue Xun was considering whether to let the group go, a strangely familiar voice rang in her ears, "Xun—"
She reflexively turned around. She had always known there was someone of unknown allegiance watching nearby, but she never expected that after taking off his helmet… this person was actually Dongfang Yue!
"Yue? Where's Duanmu Teng?"
Upon seeing Dongfang Yue, she immediately thought of that brat who dared to stand her up, and her anger flared up!
But the sirens were getting closer, and Dongfang Yue didn't have time to answer her irritable questions. He rushed over, grabbed her hand, and dragged her towards the emergency exit…
She wanted to continue questioning him, but she vaguely saw that the usually composed, icy man beside her was sweating profusely with fear. Even if she was oblivious, she could sense something was wrong, so she had no choice but to grit her teeth and follow Dongfang Yue.
Meanwhile, in Dongfang Yue's heart... countless questions were swirling in his mind. This was the real Ming Yuexun!
Then... who was the woman who looked exactly like Ming Yuexun that Duanmu Teng had just carried away?
He never believed in so many coincidences; behind coincidences were often conspiracies or schemes!
And this damned Duanmu Teng... his phone had been unreachable since just now!
Duanmu Teng, you bastard!
You better not get into any trouble !
Chapter Seven: The True Form
To be honest, the scenery on the mountaintop was quite nice. Not only could you overlook the entire city, but just a few steps from where they parked was a detached mountaintop villa. Next to the villa was a small natural lake, its water crystal clear under the moonlight, giving one the urge to jump in and take a bath, to reconnect with nature!
The mountaintop was indeed not far from the airport... according to Duanmu Teng's understanding, only a half-hour drive!
Of course, this is all predicated on someone driving his Ferrari at 200 mph through the city, repeatedly performing "flying car" maneuvers on the city streets with both wheels on the ground, and incredibly thrillingly leaving behind more than fifty traffic police cars and motorcycles!
When Duanmu Teng made a sharp, skillful stop, he didn't immediately notice that the person sitting next to him had already turned deathly pale. "Xun, you can stay here for now. My private property and the hotel's long-term rental room aren't safe. Given the relationship between you, me, and Yue, your parents will definitely send someone to monitor Yue and me. This house was bought by Yue a few days ago in a friend's name. Just bear with it for a few days—"
Although he didn't think enduring a few days would be enough to deal with those two old foxes from the Mingyue family, he had no other choice at the moment.
The person sitting next to him remained completely unresponsive!
"Xun?"
Duanmu Teng frowned and turned around… Today, Mingyue Xun's behavior was strange from beginning to end!
"Xun, are you feeling unwell? Having menstrual cramps?"
Even when saying something provocative, this woman didn't react with her usual fury.
"Kaoru!"
Finally realizing something was wrong, Duanmu Teng shifted his gaze to the face of the person beside him and gasped. Her face was deathly pale, her eyes were tightly closed, and her lips were blue... This is...
"Kaoru! Wake up! Don't scare me!"
He had never imagined... that this old witch who loved racing with him and could occasionally win a couple of rounds would actually faint from fright at 200 miles per hour!
Fortunately, Duanmu Teng didn't completely lose his composure. He quickly got out of the car, carried him out, laid him flat on the ground, and untied the halter straps from the back of his dress that were obstructing his breathing. Then, without hesitation, he raised his hand to press on his chest—saving him was the priority! Even if he touched her D-cup breasts, there was nothing he could do, and besides, neither of them cared about such trivial matters!
However,
after pressing down a few times in his haste, Duanmu Teng, regaining his senses, incredulously stopped his hand in mid-air—flat!
Completely flat!
His mind went blank for a moment, and countless possibilities exploded in his head, each one too unbelievable!
But before he could even process what was happening, Li Mingxuan, who had caught his breath from Duanmu Teng's chest push, coughed softly twice in a daze. The voice sounded... definitely a man's!
Chapter Eight: The Farce of Escape
"That's right, I'm a man—" Li Mingxuan pursed his lips, his apologetic tone tinged with grievance. "At the airport, you did mistake me for someone else, but you didn't give me a chance to speak, you just picked me up and ran… I get carsick, and you were driving so fast, I almost thought I was going to die, how could I have the energy to explain to you?"
If the British caught him, at most they'd cripple his hand, preventing him from ever painting again… If he had died in that kid's speeding car, he would have been the one who suffered the greatest loss!
Duanmu Teng, meanwhile, sighed in frustration… That was true…
but this man was really…
"I'm sorry, you really do look almost exactly like my friend! And why did you dress up as a woman for no reason?"
His apology was insincere, he shrugged… It wasn't entirely his fault that things had turned out this way! If he had saved the wrong person and caused Mingyue Xun to be caught… he would definitely be strangled to death by that old witch!
Never mind, he needed to call and confirm first!
Duanmu Teng, ignoring the perverted man beside him who liked to dress as a woman, pulled out his phone and was immediately dumbfounded—it was out of battery and had automatically shut down!
"Hey, can I borrow your phone for a second—"
"I don't have a phone," Li Mingxuan replied nonchalantly.
He was on the run, not on vacation!
A new identity, a fresh start… Aside from the necessary money and documents, almost everything he owned was still in his Edinburgh house.
"…"
The two stared at each other, Duanmu Teng's lips twitching—should he say he was incredibly lucky, picking up a caveman on a whim!
"...I was being chased, and I changed into women's clothes to escape. Actually, although today was a series of unfortunate events, if it weren't for you, I probably wouldn't have been able to leave the airport so easily. Thank you anyway!"
Li Mingxuan didn't know why he was saying so many things he shouldn't have to this stranger. He just felt that the other man's eyes were filled with the words "pervert" and "poor bastard," making his pride feel inexplicably uncomfortable.
Sure enough, although it was only a fleeting glance, Duanmu Teng's face showed a slight surprise.
"Let's go, let's go into the villa first and make a call. You have nowhere to go tonight, right? Then stay here for the night... Consider it compensation for me for saving the wrong person and forcibly dragging you up the mountain."
The vulnerability in the man's eyes and the forced strength... these traces were too obvious, so obvious that it made people feel inexplicably sad.
This time, Li Mingxuan smiled faintly and did not refuse.
He really had nowhere to go, and putting on a brave face would just be pretentious!
Duanmu Teng whistled, and the atmosphere between the two men, who had ended up together by chance, gradually became more harmonious. However, this pleasant moment didn't last long. Standing in front of the villa's gate, the instant Duanmu Teng reached into his pocket for his keys, his previously relaxed handsome face froze. The keys...
He had only remembered to call Dongfang Yue before leaving... and the keys he had specifically taken out seemed to have been left on the table!
Chapter Nine: An Unexpected Incident
Duanmu Teng sat alone on the steps of the villa's entrance, lit a cigarette, and gazed at the figure by the lake. To be honest, this man had a great physique!
Whether it was his slender and alluring appearance from afar, or recalling the softness and lightness of his body when he had just been held...
he just wondered what his face would look like without makeup?
Although he looked extremely similar to Mingyue Xun, without makeup...
after all, how many women like Mingyue Xun, who were almost thirty, still possessed a face and figure that made countless beautiful young women envious to the point of wanting to bang their heads against the wall...? How many such exquisite beauties could there be in the world?
—If this man's looks were seventy percent of Xun's after removing his makeup, keeping him by his side wouldn't be bad!
A playful smirk played on Duanmu Teng's lips as he secretly plotted his next move… That's why he'd agreed to let Li Mingxuan remove his makeup by the lake, then change into men's clothing before setting off… While he wasn't averse to men, he certainly didn't approve of cross-dressers.
After all, hadn't this man said he had nowhere to go? He had plenty of long-term rooms in various hotels in the city; he could always buy a villa and settle down properly after Xun's matter was settled.
As for now, since they'd already missed each other at the airport, what was ten minutes more?
Besides, Li Mingxuan, squatting alone by the lake,
wasn't wearing nearly as much makeup as Duanmu Teng had imagined… It was just a light layer of color, adding a touch of femininity to his already handsome face… Although he loathed it, he had no choice but to do so to escape!
He'd originally planned to stay the night and clean himself up properly, but this clueless playboy hadn't brought his keys!
Now that he'd escaped danger, there was no need for him to continue wearing that rosy-cheeked face and swaggering around the city with some random young master... He'd already lost all face he'd built up over nearly thirty years!
The lake water was still a bit cool, and it felt surprisingly comfortable on his face.
The car ride had left him dizzy, and he felt like all the food he'd eaten on the plane was stuck in his throat, making him nauseous.
He unconsciously moved his face closer to the lake water. Of course, he didn't want to do something as inconsiderate as vomiting in the lake; it was just that the coolness and moisture temporarily suppressed the churning in his stomach.
"Hey, aren't you done yet?"
Having finished his second cigarette, Duanmu Teng's patience was wearing thin. He called out loudly from afar, muttering to himself... Just how thick of powder did this man have on his face? He'd been washing for fifteen minutes and still wasn't done!
Li Mingxuan, who was enjoying the tranquility of nature by the lake and pondering how to negotiate the "speed issue" for the dreaded descent with that troublesome kid, was suddenly startled by his shout.
"Alright, alright!"
Li Mingxuan hurriedly stood up and waved at him, but because he stood up too quickly, he felt a sudden wave of dizziness... and then there was a "plop! "
Even Duanmu Teng, who was standing some distance away, was stunned. The once calm lake surface was now splashing, and the person who had just been waving at him by the lake was gone!
Chapter Ten Misfortunes Never Come Small
A few minutes later, by the lake, "Hey, wake up!"
Soaked to the bone, Duanmu Teng carefully placed the person in his arms on the lakeside slope, calling out anxiously, only to realize he didn't even know the other's name. He
performed chest compressions while draining water from the man's lungs…
the same dialogue, the same actions… in half an hour, he had actually performed resuscitation twice on this man!
Anyone would be incredibly anxious in this situation!
"Cough…cough…"
Fortunately, Li Mingxuan had done his duty; after a violent coughing fit, he slowly opened his wet eyes.
"Feeling better?"
The moment he opened his eyes, he saw a young, handsome face filled with worry, magnified before him.
Li Mingxuan nodded weakly: "It's alright, I've troubled you again…I'm sorry."
Before he could finish speaking, he was lifted up again, this time with great care.
Duanmu Teng's voice was much gentler than before. "What nonsense are you talking about? Go find some dry clothes in the car and change first, you'll catch a cold! Don't you have spare men's clothes? What are you doing at the lake if you can't swim?"
Actually, he didn't know what was wrong with him either. The moment the man fell into the water, his heart felt like it was about to jump out! It was a genuine panic, and he jumped into the water without hesitation...
He had never panicked when he was with men or women who wanted his favor!
Li Mingxuan opened his sexy, thin lips, which were covered with water droplets, but in the end, he didn't refute it—actually, he could swim, but his feet were just covered by this damn long skirt!
But undeniably, this kid had saved him twice today!
The car was parked under a streetlamp, much brighter than the lakeside lighting. After placing Li Mingxuan on the flat marble floor under the streetlamp, Duanmu Teng, shirtless, quickly went to the car to retrieve Li Mingxuan's luggage. But at that moment, he truly understood what it meant to have "when it rains, it pours"!
The car keys he'd casually stuffed into his pocket… were gone!
No need to ask! They were gone when he rescued Li Mingxuan from the lake…
"Shit!"
he muttered, disregarding his image. Duanmu Teng looked around, then returned to where he'd been sitting and smoking, picking up his jacket from the ground—when he saw the man fall into the water, his mind went blank, and he'd thrown off his jacket and jumped in!
This thin jacket was now their only dry garment!
In late spring and early summer, the mornings and evenings were still chilly, let alone being on this deserted mountaintop lakeside late at night, completely soaked… This man's frail body didn't seem like it could withstand the night wind at all!
"Hey, put this on first..."
Duanmu Teng turned around, but his voice trailed off as his gaze fell on the person under the lamplight!
No, to be precise, he was so shocked he didn't know what he had just said. Under the streetlight, Li Mingxuan, who had just been exhausted, had already stood up, leaning against the metal lamppost.
The soaking wet women's clothes he had been wearing lay at his feet. Under the orange light, his naked body was fair and well-proportioned. Although he was thin, his beautiful lines were not at all bony.
"Did you find my suitcase? Or can I get my clothes myself?"
Watching him approach step by step, although the direct gaze made Li Mingxuan feel uncomfortable, he thought that they were both men, and that he had been saved by Duanmu Teng twice, so he didn't think too much about it. He just felt that the clothes would be colder against his skin. Anyway, there were no pedestrians at night, and he would have to change his clothes. He couldn't possibly need someone to help him take off his clothes!
Firstly, he was genuinely worried about his suitcase; the contents were very important to him. So even when Duanmu Teng mistook him for someone else and forcibly carried him away, he clung tightly to the suitcase, being carried into the car along with it!
Secondly, the night wind by the lake was unbearable for him; a chill ran through him, and even his head was starting to feel heavy.
"The car keys fell into the lake when I saved you,"
Duanmu Teng shrugged helplessly, speaking frankly, a different kind of light appearing in his eyes, but no longer showing any of his earlier frustration.
"Huh?"
Li Mingxuan's joy at surviving the ordeal froze on his face.
Wait a minute, what's going on? He left the villa keys at home and couldn't get into the house!
The car keys fell into the lake, and he couldn't get into the car either!
Stranded on this desolate mountaintop in the dead of night, the two of them were soaking wet, had no clothes to change into, and nowhere to shelter from the wind; without any means of transportation, they were too far from the city...
"Ah! So what do we do now..."
Li Mingxuan finally came to her senses, her mouth agape, making Duanmu Teng want to immediately press her alluring red lips against hers.
"There's no other way, we'll just have to wait until morning. My friend should come to pick me up."
He remembered telling Dongfang Yue that he would settle Xun here; the house belonged to that guy, and if he couldn't find her, that guy would probably think of coming up here to look for her...
But right now... it wouldn't be an exaggeration to call them down on their luck!
Picking up the wet skirt from the ground, he folded it neatly. Luckily, the skirt was large enough that even when folded to a certain thickness, it was still quite large—enough to serve as a cushion!
"You sit on this first, then cover yourself with this!"
Choosing a well-lit and relatively sheltered corner, Duanmu Teng placed the folded "cushion" on the ground. Fortunately, the ground was quite clean, so the skirt wasn't too dirty. Then he handed the only dry clothes he had to Li Mingxuan.
A beautiful body is certainly attractive, but it's better to "savor" it slowly at home; that kind of thing can wait… Looking at Li Mingxuan, who was shivering from the night breeze, he couldn't bear to let him catch a cold!
Duanmu Teng himself couldn't understand… what was wrong with him tonight…
In his twenty-two years of life, he, the young master Duanmu, had never been so considerate to anyone, not even in a pretense!
But now, an involuntary surge of heartache and nervousness welled up, and unprecedented gentlemanly manners and tenderness were poured onto this man… yet it still felt insufficient!
Li Mingxuan stared blankly as he completed the series of actions before coming back to his senses, a hint of gratitude welling in his eyes, but he didn't know what to say… Tonight's situation was too delicate.
He took the clothes and sat down as Duanmu Teng instructed; after all, it was early summer, and the feeling of being wrapped in clothes immediately warmed his entire body.
"Take off your clothes too, come in and warm up!"
He lifted a corner of his own clothing, glancing at Duanmu Teng still standing under the streetlamp. A thought crossed his mind, but he decided to extend this slightly awkward "invitation."
Even if they were both men, it would feel awkward to be pressed together naked… But this man was soaking wet from saving him, yet he was still standing cold under the streetlamp, in a drafty spot. How could he possibly accept that?
Duanmu Teng paused, his gaze falling on the view revealed by the lifted clothing… a fair, smooth, and alluring body, dazzling like a precious gem, enough to drive any man wild even on a moonless night!
Was this man completely oblivious to the concept of caution? Or was this simply a deliberate seduction?
A meaningful smile curved Duanmu Teng's sensual lips... He had originally intended to at least be a gentleman for this disheveled evening, but now it seemed...
Duanmu Teng's constitution was actually much better than Li Mingxuan's. Although he had only symbolically covered himself with a jacket, leaving most of it to the man beside him, his body temperature had already risen rapidly. Although sticking close to him was a reluctant choice, Li Mingxuan couldn't deny that the warmth made his chilling body feel comfortable.
This comfort made him unconsciously move towards the "heat source"...
Duanmu Teng, on the other hand, looked at him with amazement, as if he had discovered a new continent. "You just removed your makeup?"
"Yeah, of course. I washed my face for fifteen minutes, plus I fell into the lake and thoroughly 'soaked'... I should be thoroughly washed by now!"
When the two of them were cold, hungry, and embarrassed, it wasn't bad to find a topic to ease the atmosphere... At least that's how Li Mingxuan understood the man beside him's motives. So, even though his chilled body was getting heavier and more uncomfortable, he still tried to keep his tone light and teasing.
Duanmu Teng's gaze was drawn to this person as if by a magnet, his face filled with disbelief. He hadn't even had a chance to observe this person's appearance up close.
Chapter Eleven: Unintentional Teasing
. This face was clear and fair, yet not the sickly white of someone who never sees the sun. A slender face, phoenix eyes as bright as stars, a high and straight nose, and slightly upturned, sexy lips revealing a natural gentleness... Every feature was exquisitely flawless, not at all effeminate, yet breathtakingly beautiful!
Most importantly... the real appearance of this face was unbelievably similar to Mingyue Xun!
"What's your name? How old are you? Even prettier than Xun." Duanmu Teng suddenly added, "My name is Duanmu Teng, I'm twenty-two years old, and I'm a university student."
Introducing each other now seemed a bit late, considering the "special" circumstances of their meeting!
Moreover, deliberately mentioning the name "Xun" had its own purpose.
"Li Mingxuan, twenty-nine years old, used to make a living as a painter. Is that 'Xun' the friend you were supposed to save?"
Li Mingxuan didn't mind his abruptness. Perhaps because he had saved his life several times and been so considerate to him, a complete stranger, he unconsciously let down his guard and trusted this person without any reason. However, he still felt a pang of guilt towards Duanmu Teng, the friend who was left in danger because of him.
"Is your birthday October 22nd?"
"How did you know?" Li Mingxuan looked surprised.
"I can tell fortunes!" Duanmu Teng raised an eyebrow.
This man, who looked younger than him, had almost no flaws on his face, not even fine crow's feet... Hmph, twenty-nine years old... another monster after Mingyue Xun!
But the person before him… less like a demon, more like an archangel unaware of human dangers, arousing an overwhelming protective and possessive instinct…
Yet, Li Mingxuan didn't recognize Ming Yuexun, which greatly surprised him.
Almost identical faces, even the same birthday… As far as he knew, the Mingyue family only had one beloved daughter, Xun… This was quite strange!
Like Dongfang Yue, he… didn't believe in coincidences!
However, these things could be considered later after descending the mountain!
Now…
"Xuanxuan?" He had changed his form of address quite casually, gently shaking the person who slowly rested their head on his shoulder.
Li Mingxuan gave a soft murmur in response. While Duanmu Teng was lost in thought, he could no longer resist the increasingly heavy eyelids… The lingering chill of the lake water made his head feel heavier and his body hotter, yet he shivered uncontrollably, slowly sinking into a daze.
"Are you cold? How about we do something to warm you up?"
With a meaningful gaze, Duanmu Teng easily pulled the soft body into his arms. His hands, which had been itching to touch her, gently caressed her soft body. The wonderful touch was like a powerful spell, making his heart flutter and his impulses surge uncontrollably. "Mmm..."
Poor Li Mingxuan was already in a daze, only feeling something warm sliding over his body, bringing an indescribable warmth and comfort...
How could he know that his soft moan meant a promise?
Chapter Twelve: Provoking
A mere caress is far from enough!
Li Mingxuan began to have a low-grade fever, his body temperature gradually exceeding the temperature of Duanmu Teng's hands. The chill within him continued to surge, while the rising temperature on his skin made him feel hot all over. This uncomfortable combination of hot and cold completely numbed his consciousness. At this moment, Duanmu Teng's hands roamed over his body, causing him to involuntarily moan softly in his dazed state. He couldn't tell if it was pleasure or discomfort, but these exquisite moans were undoubtedly like adding fuel to the fire, further arousing the man's already burning desire. "Mmm... ooh..."
His slightly parted lips were suddenly sealed by something soft and warm.
Before his mind could even sound the alarm, his already dizzy brain, combined with Duanmu Teng's superb kissing skills, was instantly conquered by this man, leaving Li Mingxuan feeling dizzy and disoriented.
Losing all his territory, he allowed the man's burning tongue to roam freely in his warm mouth, from his soft lips to his delicate teeth and even his sensitive gums... inch by inch... until finally entwining with his own weak, almost powerless, tongue...
For Duanmu Teng, this kiss wasn't particularly long... but Li Mingxuan's awkward reaction made him wonder if his precious darling might suffocate at any moment because of his passion, which was why he was reluctant to let go.
"So sweet indeed." Duanmu Teng, still savoring the moment, gazed at the person in his arms with a playful expression.
Li Mingxuan, meanwhile, gasped for breath in the fresh air, his head spinning. He struggled to open his beautiful eyes, which were filled with a hazy mist. "What... are you doing..."
Even though he was quite dizzy, he realized how abnormal this guy had done to him!
The man… was kissed by the man…
This sudden action shocked him and felt so unreal. He realized that his upper body was completely in the other man's arms without him noticing.
"What's wrong? Are you uncomfortable leaning against me like this? Or is the ground too cold?" Although it was a gentle whisper, Duanmu Teng was clearly deliberately distorting his meaning.
He had initially thought that the beauty was somewhat trying to seduce him, so this sudden struggle was somewhat unexpected. However… given Li Mingxuan's current state of weakness, and the fact that he hadn't been able to get up from his arms after swaying for so long, this struggle was completely negligible.
"Then I'll help you find a more comfortable and warmer place, be good—"
Without further ado, he lifted the person in his arms completely, making Li Mingxuan sit on his waist with his legs spread apart.
He knew that the other man was not only unable to resist, but was also unconscious… What he was doing was blatant taking advantage of him, but the obvious bloating in his lower abdomen made Duanmu Teng disregard all that.
Ultimately, it was Li Mingxuan who first took off her clothes to "seduce" him!
Anyway, he had originally planned to keep this man as a mistress... as long as he was gentle with him, he could explain later.
Unfortunately, Li Mingxuan didn't think so at all.
"Put me down..."
He opened his phoenix eyes wide with difficulty. Although he really didn't know what men could do with each other, something strange was pressing against his embarrassing spot... This forced posture immediately filled him with a sense of crisis.
His damn headache was getting worse and worse. He was dizzy and wanted to sleep... but how could he dare to sleep in this situation where he was being spied on for no reason!
"It will be fine soon. Doing some 'exercise' will make you feel warm. Be good and don't move around. I will make you feel comfortable..."
His ears were filled with completely unreliable seduction. Duanmu Teng only used one hand to gently hook his waist, and he could completely control the swaying beauty on his body who didn't even have the strength to sit up.
"Ah... you bastard... take it out... don't go in..."
Li Mingxuan suddenly felt something being forced into his embarrassing spot!
Her pretty face, flushed from the fever, turned as white as paper.
Chapter Thirteen: Pity.
Duanmu Teng frowned slightly… The resistance of this beautiful body was completely beyond his imagination!
He had originally planned to use lubricant first to avoid hurting him… but…
“You’re not still a virgin, are you?”
He found it utterly unbelievable… Such a beautiful person… there should be countless men pursuing him!
Or rather, from the very beginning, he had naturally categorized Li Mingxuan as someone “being dominated by men”!
But this inexperienced body… clearly showed no signs of having been opened before!
Poor Li Mingxuan’s body grew hotter and hotter, his brain already spinning, and the sudden intrusion of a foreign object into a place that had never been touched before caused stinging and swelling… Duanmu Teng’s so-called “gentleness” only made him tremble with pain, unable to utter a single word, his head weakly resting on the shoulder of the man who was violating him. How could he possibly have the strength to answer his inexplicable question?
Feeling a distinct sob behind his neck and ear, Duanmu Teng stiffened, then slowly and carefully… withdrew his slender fingers.
A helpless sigh escaped his lips, accompanied by heavy breathing.
Duanmu Teng had always disliked virgins! They were nothing more than the pointless fantasies of insecure men trying to satisfy their pathetic egos! Tight, inexperienced, and incapable of pleasing anyone… so he never touched an untrained virgin!
But for some reason… he just felt this person was special!
Especially heartbreaking, he couldn't bear to see him hurt, couldn't bear to hear him cry… They had only known each other for a few hours, but the moment he fell into the lake, this tenderness descended from the heavens, leaving him no room to refuse.
He wanted this person!
This intense, irreplaceable feeling… was a first in his life!
The legendary love at first sight?
Duanmu Teng smiled bitterly; he had always thought the chances of such a thing happening to him were zero!
To say he wasn't resentful at this moment would be a lie, especially since things had come to this point. The pain of suppressing his pent-up desire was unprecedented—it was always others who indulged his desires, this was the first time he had to endure it like this!
A more relaxed position would probably be easier… for example, having Li Mingxuan beneath him.
But looking around,
the ground was either cold marble or soaked clothes.
Placing the weakened Li Mingxuan on it hurted his heart!
Desperate to calm himself, Duanmu Teng adjusted his posture after some thought, slightly moving his numb legs. He didn't move again, instead keeping one hand around Li Mingxuan's waist and the other gently stroking his damp, soft hair from behind, a tenderness unlike his usual self. "Don't cry, I won't touch you! But one day, you'll willingly become mine… Until then, I'll protect you." The sobbing subsided, and
his breathing became more even… Actually, Li Mingxuan, in his dazed state, didn't hear a word he said. The discomfort in his lower body disappeared, and the increasingly severe dizziness finally brought him to a deep sleep.
"Sleep peacefully, you'll be alright! Tomorrow morning, when we can see the mountain path clearly, if no one has come to pick us up, I'll carry you down the mountain—"
Knowing the other couldn't hear him, he still touched his increasingly hot forehead, anxiously muttering to himself.
Fortunately, Dongfang Yue was a much more reliable person than him. How could he really let Young Master Duanmu carry someone down the mountain naked in broad daylight?
As dawn broke, a low-key black Porsche Cayenne finally arrived late.
The person who sped out of the car was not Dongfang Yue.
A slender, baby-faced man, as if announcing how busy he was, was still wearing the white coat he wore after performing surgery all night. After getting out of the car, he first looked at the familiar sports car parked there, let out a long sigh of relief, and then rushed towards the unlit building without saying a word. However, he was stopped in his tracks by a frustrated male voice from the corner, "Zhui, you're finally here!"
Chapter Fourteen Friends
A few hours later
, on the top floor of a skyscraper in the city center, in a luxurious apartment of more than 300 square meters, the beauty on the bed was still asleep, but she seemed to be dreaming of something bad, her beautiful eyebrows slightly knotted.
Duanmu Teng sat quietly to the side, gazing at the near-perfect face beside him. A smile unconsciously played on his lips the entire time. Sunlight streamed through the window, illuminating his handsome face, making him indescribably beautiful.
This gaze lasted for half an hour before he finally stood up, only to suddenly bend down and gently press his warm lips against the soft lips on the bed… He couldn't resist after all.
"Hey, spend your time doing something serious, don't disturb my patient's rest."
Duanmu Teng was immediately shoved aside by a baby-faced man in a white coat.
Nangong Zhui was busy with his instruments, and this guy was actually stealing a kiss right in front of him… A few black lines appeared on his handsome baby face.
"How is he?" Seeing the instruments, Duanmu Teng immediately became anxious.
"Nothing much, just a bit too frightened and chilled, a cold and fever. He'll be fine after an injection."
Nangong Zhui shrugged listlessly.
Looking at the face on the bed, a face he couldn't help but envy, this appearance... it really did resemble Xun so much, no wonder Duanmu Teng mistook it for someone else.
However, Nangong Zhui was a medical fanatic, unlike Duanmu Teng and Dongfang Yue who found it strange... More than that, he was bothered that Duanmu Teng had made him bring all the sophisticated equipment for a comprehensive examination for such a trivial reason?
Being favored by the young master was truly a blessing!
Zhui's father was the Duanmu family's private doctor and one of his few childhood sweethearts. Although he was the only commoner in this circle, Zhui never held back with them. On the contrary, thanks to these troublesome young masters, although he was currently just an intern at an ordinary hospital, his skills were many times more comprehensive than those of the experts!
The "serious matter" he spoke of was naturally "rescuing" Dongfang Yue!
The reason Nangong Zhui drove to find them that morning was because that unfortunate Dongfang Yue had taken the blame for someone else and was now dragging Mingyue Xun around on the run—they couldn't reveal their identities, they had to protect Xun from being captured by the Mingyue family, and they also had to cater to the young lady's temper and pampered nature... Mingyue Xun, who was seven years older than them, had bullied them since they were little! This "job" was much more difficult than inheriting the family business.
Unexpectedly, Duanmu Teng, the culprit, looked completely carefree and said, "What, you're finally showing some concern?"
It was hard to imagine that the word "love" actually existed in that icy man's dictionary. Unfortunately, the flower was willing, but the water was indifferent... Nangong Zhui only had a simple, baby-faced appearance; he wasn't someone so easily seduced.
Thus, the relationship between the two became subtle. Whenever Dongfang Yue had a problem, no matter how trivial, she would always go to Nangong Zhui, and she would get minor injuries every few days, clearly trying to get closer to him. Nangong Zhui was open to all comers and would help whenever he could, but he ignored that guy's confession and pretended to be oblivious.
A man who was methodical in his work but helpless when it came to love, plus a seemingly gentle but actually very shrewd fox... As a result, more than ten years passed without any progress.
Sure enough, the moment the topic was brought up, Nangong Zhui's face immediately fell, and he glared at him with displeasure. "Do you think everyone is as lust-driven as you? But..." Nangong Zhui glanced at the sleeping beauty with interest. "Teng, isn't this time a little different from your previous bed partners?"
What he saw yesterday, if it were the Duanmu Teng he knew, would be absolutely unbelievable. The two of them were naked and cuddling, and there was such a stunningly beautiful woman. Their womanizing young master Duanmu hadn't done anything, but he had endured it to the point of looking so ugly, and he was still holding her tightly, using his body to keep her warm...
Looking at Duanmu Teng, who ignored his words and whose two unprecedentedly gentle gazes were fixed on the sleeping face... He suddenly felt that he should also believe in things like "one thing subdues another" or "karma"!
"No, don't do this... take it out..."
The person on the bed turned over at this moment, slowly opening a pair of beautiful eyes from her delirium.
Chapter Fifteen: The Distance Between Nightmare and Reality.
"You're awake?"
Li Mingxuan slowly opened his eyes, and before his brain could even catch up with his body's rhythm, he groggily looked in the direction of the voice, only to be startled by the handsome face magnified infinitely in front of him. He jumped up from the bed and dodged to the other side. "Ah..."
"Ouch!"
His forehead bumped right into Nangong Zhui on the other side of the bed!
Two baby-faced beauties, one tall and one short, each covered their foreheads, glaring resentfully at the guy who had suddenly appeared and startled them. "What? Am I that scary? Or did you not sleep well just now?" They smiled innocently, bending down to gaze at each other with gentle eyes. "Do you remember me? Last night... we..."
They deliberately used an unclear question. They had already planned this while Li Mingxuan was unconscious—to test him first. Li Mingxuan was delirious with fever last night, and they didn't know how much he remembered about what happened back then...
Although feigning innocence wasn't what the young master Duanmu was best at, he could use it with ease in a moment of desperation.
Sure enough, Li Mingxuan looked bewildered, but his face betrayed obvious embarrassment: "No...no, I just had a bad dream. Of course I remember, you saved me twice last night...Duanmu Teng, right?"
He had clearly saved him twice...but...why would he have such a strange and perverted dream...?
Li Mingxuan subconsciously pressed his hand to his soft lips, then shifted his body back slightly uneasily... Thankfully, there was no pain unlike usual.
How could a man possibly put his finger inside him?
This dream was truly terrifyingly real!
Li Mingxuan, of course, had no idea how incredibly alluring his adorable actions looked, while Nangong Zhui, who was covering his forehead, couldn't help but burst out laughing.
As a doctor, Nangong Zhui knew exactly what state Li Mingxuan was in when he saw him. It was a rare opportunity to mess with the guy who always teased him, and he certainly wouldn't let it slip by. "Hello, I'm Teng's friend, Nangong Zhui. You had a fever yesterday, and since I'm also a doctor, he asked me to come."
His self-introduction was unremarkable, his smile innocent and detached, yet it made Duanmu Teng feel a pang of guilt… This was clearly a prelude to this fox's mischief!
"Ah, hello, I'm Li Mingxuan. Thank you, I'm fine now."
"Really alright? You really worried me." Sure enough, his beautiful eyes darted around, and Nangong Zhui suddenly changed the subject. "But you were sleeping very restlessly just now, even talking in your sleep, saying something like 'Don't do this… take it out…' Take what out from where? What did you dream about?" He
deliberately put on a concerned face. After more than ten years of childhood friendship, how could he not guess what kind of "good deed" that guy was up to? It was a malicious, deliberately feigned question.
"No… I don't remember…"
It wasn't just Duanmu Teng who was sweating bullets… How could Li Mingxuan possibly utter such an embarrassing dream?
"Zhui, this is for you—" Duanmu Teng finally couldn't sit still any longer and stood up.
Nangong Zhui looked up at the sound, and an unidentified flying object flew right towards him. He caught it, and his lips, which had been grinning from teasing someone, instantly formed an "O" shape as he held it in his palm… It was a key.
The key to the mountaintop villa that Duanmu Teng had left on the table yesterday.
"This was bought for you by Yue using your name. He was afraid you'd refuse, so he left the key here for me to pass on… It's the one on the mountaintop this morning…"
—Duanmu Teng grinned slyly. He refused to believe he couldn't handle this brat!
"Why wouldn't I want a free luxury villa!" Nangong Zhui said angrily, clutching the keys in his hand like he'd swallowed a fly. He didn't know whether to take them or put them down, so he simply straightened his white coat while holding the keys. "I only took half a day off from the hospital, I should go back to work..."
Even as Nangong Zhui slammed the door shut, Duanmu Teng couldn't resist adding, "Yue said she could have a party at your new house for my birthday in a couple of days—"
The door slammed shut outside, making him laugh so hard he clutched his stomach—this was the legendary best friend, he'd watched the drama unfold for over a decade and never got tired of it!
"By the way, Xuanxuan, are you really okay?"
Since Nangong Zhui said he was fine, he must be. But having finally gotten a chance to be alone with the beauty, even if it was just to make conversation, Duanmu Teng had no reason to let this opportunity slip by.
"Um...it's all over now."
Li Mingxuan smiled somewhat awkwardly. He'd been teased by Nangong Zhui earlier, his face flushed red without him realizing it, and now being addressed so sweetly by someone several years younger than him made him feel inexplicably uncomfortable.
However, remembering that he'd escaped a major disaster, he breathed a sigh of relief and flashed a very handsome smile. "Thank you so much for last night. I'm getting ready to leave now."
However, this simple sentence was like a bucket of cold water poured over his head, leaving Duanmu Teng, whose mood had just improved, stunned.

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