Quick Wear: Beautiful, Strong, Miserable, Whitening Guide

Chu Ziyu made a lazy nasal sound, his voice was hoarse from just waking up, but he was not panicked.

He frowned slightly, as if wondering why the other party was here so late at night, but that doubt was quickly overwhelmed by the feeling of "it should be so" brought by the insect.

He even subconsciously pushed Lin Ci'an's arm gently with a hint of resentment as if he had just woken up: "...Why are you so late? You woke me up..."

This was completely different from the cold, distant, and even hateful attitude during the day. This natural and intimate complaint was like a thunderclap, striking Lin Ci'an hard!

A huge sense of guilt and a twisted, fulfilled ecstasy instantly swept over him, almost suffocating him.

He looked at Chu Ziyu's eyes that reflected the moonlight and looked at him with hazy dependence. His heart ached, but he greedily wanted more.

"I……"

Lin Ci'an's throat was dry, and he didn't know how to respond to the false warmth created by the insect.

He should have been satisfied with this stolen closeness, but Chu Ziyu's clear eyes, which were slightly dissatisfied and waiting for explanation, made him feel a little helpless.

Seeing that he was standing there in a daze without saying anything, Chu Ziyu tried to sit up, but because of the weak and dependent feeling brought by the "love entanglement", his movements seemed a little weak, and he seemed to be moving closer to Lin Ci'an.

"During the day..."

Chu Ziyu rubbed his forehead, trying to recall, his brows furrowed slightly, but his memory was blurry, with only fragmented impressions and inexplicable emotions. "...It seems like a lot of things have happened? My head feels a little heavy..."

He naturally attributed this discomfort to fatigue.

Lin Ci'an was shocked when he saw him being defenseless and even revealing his vulnerability.

He suddenly stretched out his hand, trying to help him.

However, Chu Ziyu subconsciously avoided his outstretched hand and sat up firmly on the bed.

This slight movement of resistance made Lin Ci'an's hand freeze in mid-air, and the expression in his eyes rolled.

But then, Chu Ziyu seemed to realize that he had overreacted (the corrective effect of the Gu worm), and he slowed down his tone, even actively changing the subject, with a bit of natural concern (his perception was distorted by the Gu worm): "...The hunting grounds are late at night and the dew is heavy, why are you... wearing so little?"

Lin Ci'an completely fell in love with this false warmth.

He looked at Chu Ziyu greedily, and the guilt and great satisfaction almost tore him apart. He followed the words and whispered: "...Well, the quilt is lost."

Chu Ziyu covered his mouth and yawned softly, tears of rationality welling up in the corners of his eyes. He leaned back slightly and muttered, "...I'm sleepy. How stupid! You can even throw away the quilt. Come up..."

Silence returned to the tent.

Lin Ci'an lay stiffly on the couch. He didn't know how he got up there. He just felt like his soul had been bewitched. When he regained consciousness, he was already lying on the couch.

Looking at Chu Ziyu's defenseless sleeping face, looking at his attitude of complete "trust" in himself, and then comparing it with the cold disgust during the day and the humiliation of ten thousand taels of gold...

The huge contrast was like a blunt knife, repeatedly cutting his heart.

He got the "closeness" he had always dreamed of, but it was through such despicable means, stolen and fake.

His sight inadvertently moved downwards, but suddenly stopped—

Due to the movement of standing up just now, the collar of Chu Ziyu's soft white silk lining was slightly loosened, revealing a delicate and fragile collarbone, and underneath it... a faint, fresh and ambiguous...

The color and location of the mark...

Lin Ci'an remembered it almost instantly—it was the feeling he had when he tasted the red fruit that night when he lost control. It sent a sharp tingling sensation down his spine.

The evidence of the crime that was rigorously wrapped in gorgeous clothes during the day was now exposed before his eyes without any cover. In this stolen moment of tenderness, it seemed particularly glaring and particularly... obscene.

He looked away suddenly as if he was scalded, and his breathing suddenly became heavy.

The dam of reason was shattered bit by bit under the impact of the torrent of desire.

He suddenly stretched out his hand, no longer testing, and tore open the troublesome, already loose collar of his inner garment!

"Uh!"

Chu Ziyu was startled in his sleep by this rough action. He let out a short whimper and opened his eyes in confusion.

The first thing he felt after the effect of the insect was not fear, but dissatisfaction and confusion at being disturbed.

“…What are you doing…it’s cold…”