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    The Tsundere and the Vampire

    Meng Yuegui was a stubborn and arrogant person, and he also had a cross-dressing fetish. However, he had always concealed it well until he met Tang Muyan. Goodness, how could there be such a narcissistic vampire in the world? With a face that could bewitch anyone, he could have pursued numerous girls, yet he chose to pursue him... "Hey, are you out of your mind?" Meng Yuegui exclaimed. "I can't help it, darling. You look too good in that outfit," Tang Muyan replied. Meng Yuegui thought that his life couldn't get any worse, but little did he know that one day he would be caught in the whirlpool of a conspiracy... Note: The translation maintains the essence of the original text, but please note that the content and language may be explicit or contain mature themes.

    Chapter 27: Matcha Cake, Peach Blossom Crisp (Part 1)

    Story: The Tsundere and the Vampire Author:Blossom Bonds Studio words:4126 Update time:2023-07-07 14:01:58

    Continuing from the previous chapter, last time we mentioned how Tang Muyan kissed our family's Yu Gui Baby...

    "Sweet milk, can I stay at your place today?"

    "No."

    Either way, I didn't drive today.

    "There's still public transportation available, and you can also take a taxi."

    Tang Muyan turned his head and glanced at Meng Yuegui, who was within arm's reach, and playfully planted a kiss on her lips.

    Meng Yu returned with a face of disdain and wiped it, saying, "Are you trying to seduce me with your looks?"

    "Mm-hmm."

    "Alright, stay if you want." Meng Yuehui gave him a dismissive glance and got up to take a shower.

    Tang Muyan picked up the sketchbook that Meng Yuegui had placed on the coffee table and flipped through it carefully. There were sweet bunny-eared long-sleeved tops, cute pink skirts, embroidered white sun protection clothes... and Tang Muyan's side profile.

    Tang Muyan raised the corners of his mouth and looked around happily. The sound of water in the bathroom ceased, and Tang Muyan placed the book on the coffee table.

    "I'm done showering, you can go in," Meng Yue said, drying his hair and sitting down on the sofa.

    Tang Muyan approached and said, "Darling, you smell amazing."

    "Alright, go now," Meng Yu said as she gently pushed Tang Muyan, her face flushed with embarrassment.

    "Sweetheart, I don't have any pajamas."

    "You gave me a large-sized shirt, right? I'll find it for you."

    "No, it's fine. You wear that, I'll wear your beach shorts. Don't you have a loose one?"

    "How do you know?"

    "See you through at home."

    "Oh, not bad memory you've got there. I change my clothes so often, yet you still remember."

    "Of course, I pay attention to everything about my sweet milk."

    "OK, enough of you. You start panting as soon as someone mentions your weight. Go take a shower already."

    "Understood!" Tang Muyan said with a loud smack, giving another kiss before quickly escaping into the bathroom.

    "Hey! Can't you wait for me to grab my pants before leaving?" Meng Yuegui shouted.

    "Pass it to me after you take it."

    Meng Yuanguig wrinkled his eyebrows and walked towards the front of the bathroom with his pants in hand.

    "Your pants!" Meng Yue exclaimed as he stood half a meter away from the bathroom, extending his arm to hold up the pants. However...

    "Clang!"

    Tang Muyan did not take the usual route and instantly opened the door. Meng Yu returned, keeping her hand outstretched, eyes wide open.

    A strand of damp golden hair was stuck to her forehead, and her originally pale skin had gained a hint of rosy glow from the steaming hot water. Her emerald green pupils were as deep as two green gems, and there was a mischievous water droplet on the tip of her nose. The water flowed over her straight collarbone, over her flawless chest muscles, over her abs that resembled a row of chocolate bars, and continued to flow...

    Meng Yu suddenly felt his breath stifled, and his blood seemed to flow in reverse within his body.

    "Tang Muyan gently touched Meng Yugu's flushed face and said, 'Sweetie, you're all heated up.'"

    Meng Yuigui's face turned even redder, freezing in place without moving.

    "Darling, how long do you plan to stand like this?"

    Meng Yuguirecovering from his daze, slapped his pants onto Tang Muyan's face and left without looking back. Tang Muyan burst into laughter with a "puff" sound and went back inside to continue his work.

    Meng Yuguai sprawled himself on the couch, feeling a jumble of thoughts in his mind. Watching TV was impossible now, not today. Irritatedly running his fingers through his hair, he stood up, went into the room, and climbed into bed.

    After Tang Muyan finished drying his hair, Meng Yuegui had already fallen asleep in bed. Tang Muyan sat on the edge of the bed, leaning to the side, gently pulling the blanket up. His emerald eyes, shimmering in the darkness, exuded a gentle and watery light, while a faint smile appeared at the corner of his lips.

    "Why did I just happen to meet you?" Tang Muyan murmured to himself.

    The night was slightly chilly, with the wind carrying sand as it passed by, leaving no trace behind...