Ye Cang looked at the man with long hair in front of him, his face flushing from his ear roots to his entire face!

The delicate face was only a few finger joints away from her own, and her hands naturally wrapped around his neck, leaning against his chest like a young girl.

The person in slumber seemed to sense Ye Cang's panic and slowly opened their eyes.

I said, junior brother, you really have terrible alcohol tolerance....

Ai Muyang raised his chin and looked at the panicked person in front of him. He completely let go of the resentment he had felt last night. It seemed that this junior elementary school student was always panicking and acting flustered whenever something happened. He really resembled some kind of small animal.

"What did we... do... Senior..."

"Ah, done."

Ai Mu slowly propped himself up, and his coat slipped down to his waist along his body. His face, looking as if he had smoked a lot, appeared pale due to staying up all night. His T-shirt was almost soaked with sweat. He lit a cigarette and slowly sucked in, then exhaled.

On the side, Ye Cang's soul inside his body had already followed that sentence of, "Ah, it's done," and vanished into thin air.

Ai Mu pushed aside the astonished Ye Cang beside him and stood up from the couch. He took off his long t-shirt and walked straight to the bathroom. He could tolerate anything dirty or messy, but this sweaty body was truly unbearable, the sticky feeling on his skin made it hard to breathe.

The moment Yecaung took off his clothes, Aimu regained consciousness and stared fixedly at him.

Because of his mixed heritage with half Caucasian blood, Ai Mu's skin was so pale that it was almost transparent. He wasn't muscular, but his muscle lines were very defined. Actually, these alone weren't enough to capture Ye Cang's attention, after all, it wouldn't make much sense for a grown man to be attracted to another man's bare upper body. (Actually, it would make perfect sense. ^(｡◕‿◕｡)^(I must vent my inner thoughts about this contradiction.) What caught his attention were the tattoos on Ai Mu's body. On such fair skin, the tattoos stood out even more. Behind his neck was a lotus flower bigger than a palm. The lines were very delicate, and each petal was filled with a faint gradient of pale nude pink. Beneath the lotus flower was a neat cursive character "clean" written in a language he couldn't understand. Going further down, his waist was covered in small, intricate text written in a language he couldn't decipher, neatly arranged together. Not only on his back, but Ai Mu also had tattoos on his left shoulder, right arm, left chest, and lower abdomen. The designs were all simple, consisting of various floral and animal totems. Ye Cang silently swallowed his saliva... He had been scared of pain since he was little and hadn't even dared to touch earrings, let alone such densely scattered tattoos.

Noticing the gaze of the people behind her, Ai Mu lightly turned her head and glanced at him. Ye Cang quickly averted his gaze. Ai Mu didn't have time to bother with him anymore and walked into the bathroom by herself.

The faint sound of water could be heard as Ye Cang finally began to explore the entire room with a relieved heart.

His apartment layout was similar to his own, but compared to his own apartment, Aimu's seemed more crowded. At the head of the bed was a long cabinet, filled with various styles of silver jewelry and a small bedside lamp. Facing the bed was a long sofa, and on a small table between the two lay several foreign language books and a laptop. The rest of the space was filled with cushions and pillows of different sizes. Behind the sofa, there was a huge bookshelf packed with all sorts of books in languages he couldn't understand. Ye Cang stood up and carefully observed this wall of books, finally finding a book in the corner that he could understand, the "Chinese-Italian Dictionary." Suddenly, he remembered that Aimu was also a foreigner! Their few encounters, in which he spoke fluent Mandarin without any accent, almost made him forget this fact. So he was a book lover too. Ye Cang couldn't help but smile, giving Aimu some extra points in his heart.

"Ah, it's done."

The scene of Ai Mu's tired face uttering these words suddenly flashed across his mind.

Not right, huh?

What am I enjoying so much here?

Ye Cang suddenly felt his whole body stiffen, and he began to recall his memories. He remembered attending the freshman welcome party, where Ai Mu was indeed present. Afterwards, he had encountered Lin Zihan and started playing drinking games... And then...

A blank space.

"Damn it..." Ye Cang rubbed his throbbing temple, was this the legendary behavior after drinking too much? Why did it have to be Ai Mu, a senior student... and why did it have to be a guy? Although he had long hair and a somewhat enchanting face, both of them were guys! How could this be... Ye Cang let out a long sigh, squatting on the ground, wishing he could bury his head in his legs and turn into a ball, rolling as far away as possible.

"I say, little brother Guo, what are you doing?" Ai Mu, who had just walked out of the bathroom, suppressed his laughter while observing Ye Cang's comical posture.

Yè Cāng tīng dào shēngyīn xià dé yī jī líng, máng zhàn qǐ huíshēn kànzhe Ài Mù.

Ye Cang's whole body jolted in fright upon hearing the sound, and quickly stood up and turned around to look at Ai Mu.

A towel gently draped over his head, with his long hair obediently laying against his fair skin. He wore a bath towel around his lower body, while his upper body remained bare, showcasing those striking tattoos that captured Ye Cang's full attention.

"Junior Brother, I've noticed that you have a particular fondness for staring at me blankly," Ai Mu muttered to herself as she absentmindedly brushed her long hair. She walked over to the wardrobe next to the bookshelf and took out a few pieces of clothing.

"Ah... I'm sorry..." Ye Cang's face instantly turned red. It seems he noticed everything. He had been so impolite. "Um, senior... Did we really... last night?"

"Hmm, it's true."

"How..."

"Do you really want me to say it?" Ai Mu was almost unable to hold back her laughter.

"No no no! Don't say it!" Ye Cang hurriedly shook his head. He was already feeling gloomy enough, and hearing the details again would probably make him go crazy.

Ai Mu put on clothes and grabbed a water bottle casually, while selecting accessories by the bedside. "Will there be a class later?"