Vicious Cannon Fodder, But a Squeamish Heartthrob chapter 67

Chapter 67: The Little Villain Reveals His Hand Slightly

Yu Deng: “Huh?”

Wait, is this right? He hadn’t even started performing yet.

The little villain actually really wanted an air conditioner, but he didn’t think Ning Qian would be such a sucker.

He had only met Ning Qian for the second time.

He just wanted to act pitiful and play his character profile.

“For me? Are you really buying it?”

The little villain’s pink-tinged finger pointed slowly at himself. His rounded, “water-cut” eyes didn’t move for a second, his mouth and teeth slightly open in surprise.

His “lip-pearl” was full and red. Between the gap, his moist, soft tongue-tip was vaguely visible.

Even the breath he exhaled was fragrant, making Ning Qian involuntarily move closer to greedily absorb it.

“Yeah, for Dengdeng. I’ll buy an air conditioner for Dengdeng. Let’s call it…”

“A gift from me for your housewarming.”

Qiao Haoyu didn’t want to fall behind and quickly chimed in.

“That’s right, that’s right. You’ve moved to a new home. According to custom, we all have to give you gifts.”

“Dengdeng, how about I give you a carpet? My house happens to have a carpet that would be perfect for your living room. That way, you won’t get bumped if you fall.”

Besides being persistent, he even deliberately mentioned the matter of Yu Deng falling just now.

A resentful look almost killed Qiao Haoyu with indignation.

Ning Qian and the others proactively offered to give things to Yu Deng, and Yu Deng found it hard to refuse.

Accepting other people’s things was what “Yu Deng” should do, but Zhou Yuejun would surely be angry.

And every time Zhou Yuejun held him and did it, he was so hot and stifled, sweat dripping down.

He would almost suffocate, but the burning hot air Zhou Yuejun exhaled on his body would only make him tremble more, amplifying every one of his senses.

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If there were an air conditioner blowing, he should be very comfortable too, right?

He wanted an air conditioner!

Moreover, the money other people spent on him was all his future bonuses; then he definitely had to earn more money.

Therefore, Yu Deng’s greedy, luxury-loving thoughts had already wavered.

107 spun around happily: [As expected of Dengdeng! Dengdeng is so amazing, coaxing these men until they’re spinning in circles.]

Yu Deng curled his lip, unable to hide his arrogance: I only revealed my hand slightly.

Revealing his hand slightly to trick these men into acting like dogs—this was the strength of the little villain.

The little villain even tilted his puffed-out face and raised his chin in a feigned act of haughtiness, his words contradicting his heart.

“How can that be? Air conditioners must be very expensive. I can’t let you spend so much on me.”

“How can it not be? It’s not a waste of money. I have money. I’ve saved a lot of money; it can all be used for you.”

If not for Yu Deng’s use, then for whose?

Yu Deng was immersed in the evil of being a little villain. He was so bad that those innocent, muddled eyes even floated with a bit of calculation.

It was obvious vanity, but at a glance, it looked like he was missing two brain cells—not making people hate him at all.

Ning Qian didn’t feel he was being tricked.

It was he who had proposed it himself anyway. It was nothing for Yu Deng to be a bit reserved. If he really didn’t want to give it, why would he say it?

He would only be angry if Yu Deng didn’t accept his things.

Yu Deng blinked. This time, the emotion in his eyes didn’t seem fake; instead, they were as brilliant as a galaxy.

“Thank you. You guys are so good. In the future when you move house, I’ll give you gifts too.”

Continuing to coax and deceive.

Ning Qian was efficient and wasn’t just making empty promises. Not long after, workers arrived at the house carrying an air conditioner.

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While the workers were installing the air conditioner, Yu Deng waited with bated breath, wishing he could immediately feel the whoosh of cool air and then lie down anywhere to sleep a long time.

As soon as it was installed and the remote was pressed, Yu Deng hurriedly ran around the house closing windows and doors: “I’ll close them, I’ll close them!”

His waist wasn’t sore, his legs didn’t hurt—his whole person could run now.

Da-da-da, he didn’t even wear shoes, hopping around in the house.

Yu Deng used the remote to set the temperature to the lowest. Looking at that brand-new air conditioner, he couldn’t wait and shouted, “Is it here? Is it here?”

Seeing that Yu Deng’s forehead was about to sweat, Qiao Fangyu quickly held him down and pulled him to the vent where the cold air was coming out.

“It’s here, it’s here. There’s air here. Once it blows for a bit longer, the whole house will be cool.”

Yu Deng just stood at the vent, tilting his fair, soft face, happily enjoying the air conditioning.

“So cool~”

The boy’s face was filled with smiles. When his mouth curled open, his dimples were intoxicating and his canine teeth were playful. It was as if his whole body was being shone upon by a holy light.

What’s more, he was born with such good looks—red lips and white teeth.

Even if the hottest summer wind blew out, after passing over him, it would be fragrant.

He clearly hadn’t intentionally seduced anyone, but he was simply tempting.

Yu Deng’s house didn’t have game consoles or board games—only a TV.

But since the people were all here, Yu Deng wanted to play.

Ning Qian had someone from his house deliver dinner, and while they were at it, they brought over the board games and the game console, as well as sparkling drinks.

The hands on the watch pointed to 10:20 PM.

Before this round of the game ended, Yu Deng was yawning repeatedly, his small head constantly nodding.

Yu Deng was sleepy. A layer of mist shrouded his eyes—moist, hazy, unfocused, and hollow. His eyelids trembled and closed. He held his small face, looking a bit like he was sulking.

Finally, his body simply went soft, and he slid directly toward the floor.

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Because he was falling toward Ning Qian’s side, Ning Qian had long been unable to restrain himself.

He used his shoulder to prop the person up, then supported Yu Deng’s chin. Holding his breath and focusing his mind, he placed him on the carpeted floor.

Yu Deng’s face was both small and soft, about the same size as Ning Qian’s hand. It felt slightly hot to the touch, yet also a bit cool.

In any case, the feel was top-notch; Ning Qian even wanted to pinch it.

“Asleep?”

Just as Ning Qian muttered to himself, the thick, curled eyelids twitched a bit, and the relaxed, curled fingers also moved, showing signs of being startled awake.

In an instant, everything became silent. The three men even lightened their breathing, for fear of waking the person who had just closed his eyes.

Ning Qian could only rely on mouthing the words: Sleep right here?

Qiao Haoyu also didn’t dare make a sound: He hasn’t bathed yet.

Of course, they weren’t talking about the three of them, but about Yu Deng.

Qiao Fangyu’s gaze had already been captured by Yu Deng; he couldn’t move it, only staring at the person’s tranquil and beautiful sleeping face.

Breathing was light, lip color was dark red, snow-white cheeks and pink neck—his exquisite, small features exposed under the light were like a small dessert.

Wanting to get close to him, to touch him—even if it was just his eyelashes and fingertips—it was a kind of blessing.

Ning Qian poked Qiao Fangyu with his arm and gave him a roll of his eyes.

Qiao Fangyu barely restrained his daze: “No bath. He hasn’t sweated anyway, and his body is fragrant. Tomorrow morning when he wakes up, he can wash himself.”

“Sleep right here. Don’t disturb him.”

4:00 AM. A large truck stopped on a desolate, empty construction site.

Because the land had only just been approved and construction hadn’t fully begun, there weren’t many people at the site.

After a group of people worked together to unload the machinery, they were all drenched in sweat.

“Brother Jun, then we’ll head to sleep first.”

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The people who came with Zhou Yuejun said their goodbyes, preparing to follow the people from this site to squeeze into the factory dormitory.

Someone had to watch the truck, because people would steal the truck, steal fuel, or puncture tires. Zhou Yuejun and He Yuan had to sleep on the truck.

Zhou Yuejun stood by the truck and nodded to them, waving for them to go first.

Only after the people left did he pull a black leather wallet from his bag.

The wallet used to belong to his dad and was a bit old.

Just as he wanted to take something out of it, he suddenly paused, realizing there was sweat and dust on his hands.

There were no faucets or tissues around, so he could only rub them randomly on his clothes.

Inside was a photograph.

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