Chapter 120: The Cannon Fodder in a Dogblood Novel (120)
The scars beneath his palm were uneven, still carrying the warmth of Xiao Yu’s body. He wanted to pull his hand back, but Xiao Yu held it in a death grip.
“Xiao Yu, let go.” Shen Tangqing’s voice was cold, his eyes filled with resistance. He was truly fed up with these gay men; couldn’t they pick the right target before confessing? Didn’t they understand the concept that an incorrect target meant wasted effort?
“Xiao Yu, I don’t like you,” Shen Tangqing emphasized, speaking each word with weight. “Regardless of your status now, I will never like you.”
The moment those words left his mouth, Xiao Yu’s expression turned instantly sinister. His already pale and sickly face looked even more chilling. Shen Tangqing expected him to explode in rage. But the next second, Xiao Yu’s voice dropped, carrying a hint of pleading.
“Young Master Shen, please accept me, alright? I’m willing to even be a dog at your beck and call… You can treat me like a dog, play with me however you want…” His posture was incredibly low, nearly subservient. “I only want to stay by your side, no matter the role.”
Shen Tangqing felt the world had likely turned upside down. Xiao Yu was actually kneeling before him, begging to be his dog… He was the malicious cannon fodder who had constantly bullied him! Did he have Stockholm Syndrome?
However, this wasn’t the time to ponder that. He composed himself and spoke without mercy, “Xiao Yu, begging to be my dog—have you no shame?”
“I have none. Being Young Master Shen’s dog isn’t shameful at all.” A faint smile appeared on Xiao Yu’s pale face. He looked at Shen Tangqing with anticipation, as if if Shen Tangqing just whistled, he would immediately pounce—the kind that wags its tail frantically and licks your face.
Shen Tangqing: “…” This is a pervert, right? A massive pervert!
After being “hard-controlled” for two seconds, Shen Tangqing extended a finger and lifted Xiao Yu’s chin. His tone was nasty and contemptuous. “Xiao Yu, you aren’t even qualified to be my dog.”
After saying that, he stood up and looked down at Xiao Yu, who was still kneeling on one knee. The corner of his mouth hooked into a light arc. “I have no time or interest in playing with you. However… seeing as you’re so sincere, give me your number. When I’m free, I’ll treat you to a meal. After all… we were roommates. Since you’re back in the country, I should show some hospitality as a host.”
Xiao Yu finding him today saved him the trouble of searching. The “private detective” he had hired hadn’t found a single person in two months—quite useless. He didn’t know that the current Xiao Yu was not who he used to be; the day after he hired the detective, Xiao Yu already knew. He just couldn’t get away because of the matters at hand.
Xiao Yu looked up at him, his eyes swirling with undissipated desire. Shen Tangqing’s look of disdain was something he found intoxicating. He so badly wanted to be Young Master Shen’s dog! He wanted to be toyed with… He wanted to pin him down—and bully him until he cried…
Just thinking about it made Xiao Yu’s blood boil. He reached out and grabbed Shen Tangqing’s trouser leg, looking up at him. “Young Master, how can I be qualified? I’m willing to do anything for you, as long as I can be near you…”
Shen Tangqing’s mouth twitched. His mind was filled with: Are you crazy? This was simply too perverted! He kicked Xiao Yu away. He didn’t use much force, mostly because he was afraid of “kicking the pervert into pleasure.”
“Xiao Yu, since you want to be my dog, you have to listen to me.” Shen Tangqing crossed his arms, his expression shifting from shock back to calm. “Now, send me back.”
“Young Master Shen, let me show you around. You’ll like this place…”
“I don’t like it. I want to go home.”
Xiao Yu wanted to argue further… but was interrupted by Shen Tangqing’s next words. “Xiao Yu, didn’t you want to be my dog? What kind of dog doesn’t listen to its master?”
Xiao Yu’s mouth opened and closed. After a few seconds of silence, he stood up. “I understand, Young Master Shen. I will send you back immediately.” After speaking, he looked up at Shen Tangqing again, his eyes full of hope. “If I’m obedient, can I be your dog?”
Shen Tangqing: “…” Does this kid really have no dignity? He felt he and Xiao Yu were no longer from the same world. This level of perversion was authoritative; Shen Tangqing was far outmatched. However, after a second of thought, he decided to keep Xiao Yu in check for the sake of the mission.
He shot a sidelong glance at Xiao Yu. “We’ll see how you perform.”
A light smile appeared once more on Xiao Yu’s pale face. Shen Tangqing’s words made him inexplicably excited. His Adam’s apple rolled heavily. “I will perform well. I will do whatever you say…” He looked at Shen Tangqing obsessively. “Young Master Shen, will you take me in?”
A question mark slowly appeared in Shen Tangqing’s mind. “Didn’t you say you have power and money now? Why do you need me to take you in?”
“I need it. Only by your side can I better be your dog…”
Shen Tangqing: “…” That’s some logic.
“No,” Shen Tangqing refused decisively. “If I need you, I’ll call you.”
A flash of disappointment crossed Xiao Yu’s eyes. As expected—he still wasn’t working hard enough. He was begging to be Young Master Shen’s dog, yet the man still didn’t want him. After two seconds of silence, Xiao Yu nodded slowly. “I understand.”
He put his clothes back on and looked at Shen Tangqing. “Young Master Shen, I’ll send you back.”
Shen Tangqing raised his chin with a hint of arrogance. “Let’s go…”
The drive was silent. As soon as Shen Tangqing got into the car, he closed his eyes to rest, ignoring Xiao Yu. Xiao Yu wanted to speak but had no opportunity; he could only quietly watch Shen Tangqing’s profile out of the corner of his eye. It wasn’t until the car stopped at the community entrance that Xiao Yu watched him leave with reluctance. Once Shen Tangqing’s figure vanished, he ordered the driver to leave.
…
Originally, Shen Tangqing was just waiting for Qin Yizhou to return so he could unconscionably finish the final plot line. But the following evening, when he opened his door and saw Xiao Yu, he was completely dumbstruck.
Are you a lingering spirit, bro?
Xiao Yu was wearing light-colored loungewear with an apron tied across his chest—a light gray apron with a kitten pattern. It was quite cute. His face remained gloomy, but this outfit made him look somewhat softer, though there was a bizarre sense of disjointedness.
“Xiao Yu, are you playing some new type of cosplay?”
Shen Tangqing was wearing loose loungewear with a wide collar that revealed his distinct collarbones. Xiao Yu’s gaze lingered there covertly, his tongue pushing against his molars. He wanted to bite—
It wasn’t until Shen Tangqing spoke that he slowly withdrew his gaze and answered seriously, “No. Young Master Shen, I’ve finished cooking. Shall we eat together?”
“You cooked???”
“Yes. I’m your neighbor now.” Xiao Yu added another sentence, “I bought the apartment across from yours yesterday.”
Shen Tangqing: “…”
Is the world of the rich really this plain and unadorned?
[Translator’s Note: “Cosplay” (cosplay) is used here in a mocking way. “Plain and unadorned” (樸實無華) is a sarcastic internet meme in China often used when rich people do something incredibly expensive in a very casual way. Xiao Yu is definitely going full yandere! Also, the “kicking into pleasure” line? Hahaha, Tangtang is learning how to deal with perverts!]
Recommended Reads
