Chapter 111 109. At Night
“One-two-one, one-two-one...”
“Step with your left foot first, follow the rhythm.”
“Eh!”
An Han suddenly stumbled forward, but Su Peng beside him reacted extremely quickly and grabbed his hand, preventing him from falling flat on his face again.
“Your steps are too big! Keep them consistent!” Su Peng pulled An Han back up. An Han let out a sigh. “The sports meet is tomorrow. This is our only practice.”
“If we go compete in this state, we’ll definitely be laughed at.”
Although An Han was still troubled by the thought that Wang Yu might have found out that the person Long Xing liked was actually him, by nightfall he could only force himself to push those chaotic thoughts aside and try his best to complete the reverse task.
“Are you okay?” Su Peng’s attention was focused entirely on whether An Han was hurt.
“I’m fine, I didn’t fall.”
An Han wiped the sweat from his temple, hands on his hips, panting heavily.
They had already been practicing together for nearly half an hour tonight. From initially falling over even when walking with their legs tied together, to now being able to barely run in sync, the improvement was quite obvious.
“Let’s rest a bit.”
He plopped down on the ground, leaning back with both arms supporting him, staring up at the pitch-black night sky.
Su Peng sat down as well. After his heart rate settled a little from the exercise, his gaze fell on An Han’s calves.
Today An Han was wearing athletic shorts. His smooth, snow-white calves were tied to Su Peng’s with a silk scarf, making it easy to clearly feel their softness and delicacy. If one paid close attention, the heartbeat would inevitably speed up.
His gaze drifted upward again, landing on the small buns on An Han’s chest.
They seemed a little bigger than before?
After exercising, the scent on An Han’s body had grown much stronger. That fragrance—somewhere between milky sweetness and fruit—kept drilling into his nose nonstop, making both his body and mind feel relaxed and delighted.
【Su Peng’s favorability +2】
An Han suddenly sat up straight, suspiciously looking at Su Peng beside him. Su Peng hurriedly shifted his gaze away, looking instead at the students jogging on the track.
Forget it, I already expected this.
As long as it doesn’t go over a hundred...
Why is my bottom line getting lower and lower?
An Han lowered his head, then suddenly asked, “Do you smoke?”
“I don’t…” Su Peng answered vaguely.
“I smell smoke on you.” An Han turned his head away, covering his nose and mouth with his hand.
Seeing his look of disgust, Su Peng lowered his head and sniffed his collar, asking in confusion, “Maybe it rubbed off from my roommate smoking?”
“Mm.”
In fact, An Han didn’t have a strong aversion to a faint tobacco smell. After all, Chen Junjie was practically a chain smoker, someone who went through a pack a day, so he always carried the scent of cigarettes.
But aside from tobacco, Su Peng also carried a strong aura—like blazing flames—that made one’s heart race, as if it could swallow him whole.
This kind of scent felt very familiar...
An Han lowered his head and untied the silk scarf binding their calves together.
“That’s enough for today.”
When he had used the cross-dressing item before, he had experienced this kind of aura.
But back then it was due to the side effects of the item, which made him more sensitive to hormones and caused his mind to be more intoxicated by their pull. Now, however, his mind was clear. Even if his body reacted, he could still control it.
But his face felt so hot... even his breathing seemed to turn scorching, and his mind felt flushed with pink haze.
An Han stood up and pretended nothing was wrong as he looked toward the students exercising and jogging in the distance, forcefully taking in several deep breaths of the cool night air.
I can’t keep interacting with Su Peng!
The last time, and the time before that, I never had this kind of reaction!
He instinctively wanted to reject further contact with Su Peng, afraid that if this continued, even his sexual orientation might go awry under the system’s influence.
But tomorrow was the sports meet...
Should he give up at a time like this? If he gave up the sports meet, then the off-campus accommodation application with Ren Chi would be even more impossible.
Su Peng felt that An Han’s current behavior was exactly the same as his own attempt to cover up after peeking just now.
“I’m going to buy some milk tea. Want one?”
An Han quickly calmed down and nodded lightly.
Forget it, let’s stop practicing. Even embarrassing myself at the sports meet is better than having close contact with Su Peng again.
Another two points of favorability...
“Then wait here for me.” Su Peng jogged off the track eagerly.
An Han could clearly sense Su Peng’s eagerness to please him. A comfortable, pleasant feeling of being cared for and liked welled up in his heart, but that only made him raise his guard even higher.
This doesn’t make sense! I haven’t increased any attributes recently, nor have I used any system items! At most, I just cross-dressed once at a convention a few days ago.
Could the impact really be this big?
He wanted to get up and leave, to stop waiting for Su Peng, but before he could act, he suddenly remembered what Su Peng had said last night.
Alright then... if I ran off now, Su Peng definitely wouldn’t compete with me tomorrow.
Although doing this might lower Su Peng’s favorability toward me, completing the reverse task is still more important.
An Han rubbed his temples, waited about ten minutes, and then saw Su Peng return with two cups of milk tea.
Su Peng handed him one with milk foam on top and added, “Seven-tenths sugar, no ice.”
“Mm.”
This guy actually knows my usual milk tea preferences!
After taking a sip, An Han was overwhelmed by the sweetness and couldn’t help but show a slightly dazed expression. The restlessness from exercising was instantly swept away, and he let out a long sigh.
That sigh was like a moan—soft and lingering—making Su Peng’s heart itch.
“After I finish this, I’m going back to shower and sleep.”
“Not continuing? If we practiced another half hour...”
“I’m tired~” An Han used his usual tone as much as possible with Su Peng, not daring to show the slightest hint of distance or coldness.
“Oh~ You’d better wear a sports bra tomorrow.”
“......”
An Han silently turned to look at him, then lowered his head to glance at his own chest.
Seeing his reaction, Su Peng’s mischievous side flared up. Suppressing a laugh, he teased reassuringly, “It’s fine. It’s nighttime—under the streetlights, you can’t really see.”
If he hadn’t been reminded of this, tomorrow he would definitely have shown up in public with nothing underneath. Wearing a jacket normally wasn’t a big deal if he didn’t move much, but during a competition—after taking off the jacket, and in daylight...
But coming from your mouth, why does it sound like you’re flirting with me?!
Looking at Su Peng’s smiling face, An Han was sure he was doing exactly that.
He pressed his lips together and kicked straight at a vital spot.
Su Peng was startled and quickly retreated. Fortunately, he had practiced combat since childhood and his footwork was extremely nimble; otherwise, this would have been another devastating blow to the groin.
A few more times like that and he’d probably be ruined.
He forced a wry smile. “Don’t react so strongly...”
“You flirt with me and I’m supposed to act cute for you?!” An Han shot back righteously.
Su Peng imagined that scene, his eyes lighting up.
So An Han kicked him again.
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