After Transmigrating, I Saved the Saintly Male Lead
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"Pfft!!!"
Ji Anche had just taken a sip of goji berry tea when he heard such a shocking statement. The tea got stuck in his throat, and he coughed so hard it felt like he was dying.
"Cough cough cough cough cough!!!!!"
In the past, his mischievous friends often made dirty jokes. He used to be pure, but after being exposed to their influence for so long, he had gradually become corrupted.
"Make something for me to eat"?
What kind of outrageous words were these!
Ji Anche coughed until his face turned red, his eyes misty with tears. He squinted and glanced tentatively at the male lead.
He noticed that the male lead’s expression was completely normal, still innocent and clueless, as if he had no idea about the double meaning of those words.
Could someone in this world really be that pure?
The novel described the male lead as having a personality as pure and unblemished as a blank sheet of paper.
Even a blank sheet could be stained, but the male lead remained forever innocent and kind.
How could such an innocent and kind male lead, a little white flower, say something so suggestive? It must have been his own overactive imagination.
Ji Anche silently convinced himself.
"Ge, are you okay?"
Gu Hanzhou’s eyes darkened slightly as he worriedly grasped Ji Anche’s wrist. The skin of the young man’s wrist was delicate and soft, clearly that of a pampered young master who had been raised in luxury.
Remembering the earlier embarrassment, Ji Anche could barely face anyone. He just wanted to escape this awkward situation as quickly as possible. He hastily brushed off Gu Hanzhou’s hand.
"I’m fine, I’m fine!"
Gu Hanzhou asked in confusion.
"Ge, why is your face so red? I just meant that ordering takeout is too expensive. I can just eat noodles."
Ji Anche: "..."
So the male lead really just meant eating noodles.
...Sorry.
...It was his own mind that was too dirty.
Ji Anche said with difficulty, "But... but I don’t know how to make noodles."
The only noodles he could cook were instant noodles. He couldn’t even fry an egg.
Gu Hanzhou’s eyes softened with affection as he said gently, "I know how to cook noodles."
"Ge, I’ll make them for you."
"You’re going to cook?"
Ji Anche’s ears turned slightly red as he reminded him, "But I’m a bit picky when it comes to food."
Gu Hanzhou: "Ge, do you have any specific requests?"
"Then I’ll just say it straight."
Ji Anche cleared his throat.
"No green onions, ginger, or garlic. No chili at all. Go easy on the vinegar and soy sauce. The salt should be just right. No eggs, eggplants, or carrots..."
Ji Anche rattled off a long list.
After finishing, he took a breath "I’m really hard to please."
Noticing the stunned look on the male lead’s face, Ji Anche thought that such a long list of demands was indeed quite demanding.
But he really didn’t mean to be difficult.
Ji Anche scratched his nose and took the initiative to give himself an out. "How about we just forget it? I’ll just make myself a bowl of instant noodles."
Gu Hanzhou vetoed the idea. "No. Eating instant noodles is bad for your health."
"But there aren’t any other options right now,"
"If I ask you to cook, it’ll just trouble you."
"I don’t mind the trouble."
Gu Hanzhou’s eyes softened with a gentle smile, the corners of his lips curving slightly as he leaned in closer.
"Ge, I like taking care of you."
His dark pupils were clear and bright, as if liquid honey was flowing within them.
As the distance between them closed, the height difference between the two became very apparent.
Ji Anche had to tilt his head up slightly to meet Gu Hanzhou’s gaze.
The warm summer sunlight streamed through the glass window, tracing the outline of Gu Hanzhou’s figure.
The young man’s bone structure was sharp and defined, the golden sunlight casting a halo around him.
The light and shadows danced, and a gentle breeze brushed against the hem of the young man’s shirt.
His facial features were deep and striking, his phoenix eyes narrow and long, with a soft warmth swirling in their depths as he smiled at Ji Anche, almost making him dizzy.
No wonder so many people were obsessed with the male lead. He truly had the qualities to drive people crazy.
Ji Anche’s heart tightened, and for a moment, he even forgot to breathe.
Unconsciously, he clenched the canned soda in his hand.
It wasn’t until the cola foam overflowed, soaking his hands and the brown liquid dripped down his fingers, staining his white shirt, that he suddenly snapped back to reality.
Ji Anche hurriedly placed the cola can on the nearby table and fumbled to pull out a tissue to wipe away the cola stains on his white shirt.
Recalling what had just happened.
Damn, something felt off.
He had actually been flirted with by the male lead.
Ji Anche pretended to be calm as he picked up the cola can and took a sip to suppress the strange feeling in his heart.
Indeed, his son’s charm was irresistible, and even he, as a father, was no exception.
Seeing his son so impressive,
Ji Anche felt an inexplicable sense of faint pride.
Perhaps this was the greatness of paternal love.
The summer shirt was made of only two thin layers of fabric. The cola had soaked through the shirt, reaching his skin. A sticky, wet sensation spread across his skin.
Ji Anche pinched the edge of his shirt and lifted it, only to find that the skin on his waist was also stained with cola.
His hands were now covered in sticky cola, the hem of his shirt was splattered with it, and even his (non-existent) abs had cola on them.
Ji Anche frowned slightly and simply spread his arms, leaning his back against the wall.
He sighed in frustration.
"Xiao Zhou, help me wipe off the cola. I can’t move my hands right now."
Hearing this, Gu Hanzhou obediently nodded. "Okay."
The cola had spilled in an inconvenient spot, and the shirt buttons needed to be undone to properly clean it.
Gu Hanzhou’s fingers rested on the shirt buttons, undoing them one by one.
As the buttons were undone, his fingers moved downward, revealing the fair skin beneath without any concealment.
Gu Hanzhou’s Adam’s apple bobbed slightly, his eyes fixed on the sight before him, unable to look away.
Ji Anche’s hands were dripping with cola, and he wanted to wash them quickly, but seeing that the male lead hadn’t moved, he couldn’t help but urge.
"What are you standing there for?"
He couldn’t help but hurry him.
"Hurry up and wipe it."
Gu Hanzhou’s throat felt dry, his voice carrying a hint of hoarseness.
"Okay."
The brown cola had formed a thin film over the fair skin.
Gu Hanzhou knelt on the floor, using a wet wipe to repeatedly clean the cola stains on the skin.
It was as if, through the tissue, he could feel the warmth and smoothness of the skin beneath.
His eyes darkened, a blazing magma buried deep within his heart, a beast yearning to break free from its cage.
His hand accidentally applied too much pressure.
"Ouch… be gentler."
Ji Anche felt the pain and took a step back to avoid the male lead’s touch.
He had naturally fair skin, and the skin around his waist and abdomen was especially delicate. Even the slightest force would leave it red. That’s why he didn’t like fighting. Every time he got into a fight, he might not feel much at the time, but he’d always end up with terrifying-looking bruises that took a long time to fade.
"Gu Hanzhou, just help me wipe off the cola. You don’t need to scrub my skin off, thank you."
From Ji Anche’s perspective, he could only see the male lead’s slightly red ears. He thought the male lead was just shy again, so he didn’t think much of it.
"Ge, sorry."
Gu Hanzhou’s eyes were filled with a turbulent, almost mad desire, his breathing uncontrollably erratic.
He really wanted to (===) him.
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Everyone knows what’s in the brackets, right?
What should we do? It feels like if this continues, Xiao Gu might just explode.