Thank you Anonymous for the kofi!!!!!
“Then do you also know that I want to beat you?” Xing Ye’s face remained unchanged.
Since coming back from the ring last time, Sheng Renxing began often teasing him like this.
At the beginning, he would go along with Sheng Renxing every time and let him laugh to himself, but as it continued he gradually began to counterattack.
Sheng Renxing laughed, pointing at his face, motioning for Xing Ye to punch him.
Xing Ye sighed, and reached out to pull a strand of his hair before pinching his ears: “Your ears won’t be red now?”
Sheng Renxing: “Don’t rub them, you’re pulling my earring.” He reached out to touch the ring.
Xing Ye released his ears, backing away slightly, asking: “Does it hurt?”
Sheng Renxing put down his hands: “It’s fine,” he glanced at Xing Ye’s ear, “Want to try?”
Xing Ye looked at him and nodded.
Sheng Renxing unclipped the ring from his ear, wanting to put it on Xing Ye.
It was a simple silver ring – he helped him clamp it on.
“Does it hurt?” Sheng Renxing asked, rubbing his ear.
Xing Ye shook his head: “It’s a bit strange,” he looked at him, “Why do you only wear it on your right ear?”
“Huh?” Sheng Renxing was stunned for a while, and then replied, “It wasn’t like that before.”
He tilted his head to show Xing Ye his left ear, which was also pierced.
“Then you found out that only wearing it on one ear makes you look more handsome?” Xing Ye guessed.
“A single earring can affect my handsomeness?” Sheng Renxing retorted, clicking his tongue, “It’s because there are too many idiots.”
There were not many men with pierced ears. He didn’t know where the rumour came from, but it stated that men who wore an earring on their left ear were gay. Obviously, it was fucking nonsense.
However, many gay people used this as an excuse to come and strike up a conversation, which made him very annoyed. One time, when yet another person came to talk to him, he removed the earring in front of him.
He told that person that he didn’t play around with gay people, and to get out.
We’re sorry for MTLers or people who like using reading mode, but our translations keep getting stolen by aggregators so we’re going to bring back the copy protection. If you need to MTL please retype the gibberish parts.
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Xing Ye glanced at him, then turned his head and avoided his hand.
“Are you going this Sunday?” he asked.
The bell rang outside, and with almost no delay, groups of people began rushing out of the classrooms like zombies.
“Huh?” Sheng Renxing was looking out the window and didn’t hear what he said.
Xing Ye came closer: “This Sunday, are you going to Wuhu?”
“Is this about the thing the others were talking about in the group chat?” Sheng Renxing went on his phone.
Xing Ye nodded.
Sheng Renxing laughed: “The monthly exam is next week, but you guys still have time to relax.”
In the QQ group chat, Huang Mao kept sending messages, asking him to ask Chen Ying to go.
Currently, there were seven people in the group. In addition to Jiang Jing and the others, there was also a woman who was going – Cui Xiaoxiao – who’s name on QQ was [Cold-Blooded Ruthlessly Cutting off Love], and she especially liked to use all kinds of violent emoticons.
Sheng Renxing had to think for a while before being able to connect the woman in his head to this [Cold-Blooded] on QQ.
“This is called the ‘beheading meal’.” Xing Ye glanced at his phone, naturally also seeing the messages they were sending in the group.
“Will you also be beheaded?” Sheng Renxing asked, first leaving the group before clicking on Chen Ying’s chat box. Chen Ying was also chatting with him, asking him details about when and who to talk to.
He was impatient and, feeling that this person was boring and as slow as a lazy donkey pulling a cart, was too lazy to reply to him and just added him to the group.
“My mother doesn’t care about this.” Xing Ye laughed as he watched his actions.
The group was quiet for a moment, then Huang Mao came out and said: [We’re going to gather in the square at nine o’clock on Sunday, remember to not be late.]
Chen Ying was also taken aback – he had a hard time deciding whether he should agree or not (he didn’t know that Sheng Renxing hadn’t decided yet either). After hesitating, he agreed and they began to discuss.
“Does your mother care about you boxing?” Sheng Renxing said casually while still looking at his phone with a casual attitude.
Xing Ye paused, and then said “Yeah”, as if this hadn’t been a taboo subject for them: “Has she contacted you since?”
“Once or twice,” Sheng Renxing pushed the phone towards him, “Do you want to see?”
Xing Ye took the phone and looked at the messages.
It was really nothing to talk about – his mother would talk a lot, and while Sheng Renxing replied every time, his replies were briefer and fewer. Xing Ye looked for a while and then gave it back: “You don’t need to pay attention to her.”
Sheng Renxing accepted the phone and went back on QQ: “If you don’t like it, I won’t reply anymore.”
Just as he clicked on QQ, a pink head icon popped up – their name was [One World Warmer and Warmer].
Who was this?
Sheng Renxing opened the list of the group members: it was Cui Xiaoxiao.
“…” He glanced at Xing Ye and laughed a little.
“Where’s the square?” he asked.
“Over the Phoenix Bridge,” Xing Ye replied, “I’ll take you there.”
Sheng Renxing shrugged, “Buy a mobile phone on Saturday?” He turned his head to look at Xing Ye, and suddenly thought of something else, “I won’t buy books on that day.”
Xing Ye looked at him suspiciously.
On Saturday, Sheng Renxing dragged Xing Ye to a clothing store.
Seeing them, the clerk came over to greet them enthusiastically, glancing at Sheng Renxing’s body and then smiling even more.
“You want to buy clothes?” Xing Ye asked him.
Sheng Renxing nodded: “Mine are old.” As he spoke, he took a set from one of the racks and compared it to himself: “Does this look good?”
“Handsome.” Xing Ye nodded.
Sheng Renxing smiled at him and took the clothes in his hand, looking at the trousers.
As he went to the fitting room to try them on, Xing Ye waited outside. The clerk stood by, looked left and right, and then started to advertise to Xing Ye: this set was new and sold out in various places, he had such a good figure, he must look good in clothes, and there were other colours to choose from, etc.
Xing Ye looked around, turned to the price, and shook his head at him.
The clerk curled his lip and stopped talking.
Sheng Renxing came out soon after.
He inserted his hand into his pocket and looked in the full-length mirror, then made eye contact with Xing Ye through it: “How is it?”
Xing Ye’s eyes circled around him, understanding why this set could be sold out. He nodded to Sheng Renxing and gave a thumbs up.
Sheng Renxing smiled, turning around and walking to him, still wearing the set to continue shopping.
“You still want to shop?” Xing Ye asked him.
“Well,” Sheng Renxing replied, “I need another pair of pants.”
He turned his head and looked at Xing Ye: “It hasn’t even been ten minutes since we entered, but are you impatient?”
Xing Ye smiled: “When am I ever impatient?”
“Just now.” Sheng Renxing glanced at him, “Do you really think this set looks good?”
“Yeah,” Xing Ye said, “It looks good on you.”
Sheng Renxing complained, although his eyes were curved, “But these pants,” he lifted his shirt up a little with one hand, “They’re too low-waisted.”
Xing Ye lowered his eyes, and saw the mermaid line Sheng Renxing had intentionally exposed.
“…”
“It is, a bit.” Xing Ye said, “If it were any lower, you would be reported for walking your bird on the street.”
“Who would report it, you?” Sheng Renxing looked at him, “Nothing else to say?”
Xing Ye looked at him suspiciously.
Sheng Renxing lifted his shirt higher, revealing his abdominal muscles.
The clerk was some distance behind them, and didn’t know what they were talking about, but suddenly wanted to take a look.
Xing Ye looked at Sheng Renxing’s expectant face, then laughed: “You need to eat more.”
I’ve made a little goal on kofi because though I didn’t actually expect to be getting any, now that I have some I want to give back to those people. After the next five kofis I get, I will release another chapter as thanks. (I’m not expecting anything though! It just seems fun)
Thank you for the chapter!
thanks for the chapter
Sheng Renxing turned on flirting mode!! Come come Xing Ye~ fall into his embrace~~
Ty for the chapter!💜💜💜
HHHHHH sly SRX showing its true form
ayy i was expecting a kiss lol
thank you for the translation
LMAO XY didn’t change the ring to the other side :’>>>>>> btw Thanks for the chapter ♡♡♡
Thanks for the chapter!
thanks for the chapter <3
Thanks for the chapter ❤️❤️