Like chanting a spell, each word dealt him a devastating blow.
"Stop reading..." He rolled off the sofa, trying to avoid being touched by Yu Tang.
Then he got up, went to the liquor cabinet, took out the lowest alcohol content liquor, and put it on the table: "As long as you don't get drunk, I'll drink with you."
"That's more like it." Yu Tang achieved his goal, and his face immediately lit up with a smile. His smile was so warm and gentle, yet it inexplicably sent a chill down Mu Nancheng's spine.
As it turned out, his premonition was correct.
Yu Tang walked past him to the liquor cabinet, took out the strongest liquor, placed it lightly on the table with a clatter, and said.
“But I remember you once said, M, that you have an excellent alcohol tolerance and are known as someone who can drink a thousand cups without getting drunk. If you are so timid and hesitant now, it makes me doubt your identity.”
Chapter 8
The villain is resurrected for the eighth time (08)
One trap after another, the same old stories repeated endlessly.
Mu Nancheng ultimately could not escape Yu Tang's scheme.
The two sat facing each other.
Yu Tang poured a full glass for Mu Nancheng.
Then he took out a cigarette and a lighter and lit one for himself.
In the dim light of the sparks, he touched his cheek and said to Mu Nancheng, "Come to think of it, I've never seen your face before."
“When we used to sit together drinking, you would always only lift a corner of your mask, keeping it a mystery to me.”
"Now, we've offended the local bigwigs in Country S, and our lives could be in danger at any moment. Mutual trust is the most important thing."
“I always conceal my identity when I go out on missions, but I never hide it from you.”
Conversely, it wouldn't hurt for you to show me your face, would it?
Mu Nancheng did not find this request unacceptable.
He replied with an "okay" and then took off his black mask.
He exposed his face to Yu Tang's view.
"Wow—" Yu Tang immediately put on his dramatic act, pretending to be greatly surprised, and said with a smile, "M, you are so beautiful..."
"She's more beautiful than all the beauties I've ever seen combined..."
Mu Nancheng casually said thank you.
He picked up the wine glass on the table and took a sip.
Then Yu Tang said again, "Just looking at you makes my heart race uncontrollably, and I even want to be your lover for a night—"
"Cough cough..." Mu Nancheng choked on the wine and subconsciously covered his chest with one hand, looking at Yu Tang with a hint of fear in his eyes: "Give up, I could never have that kind of relationship with anyone other than Yu Tang!"
"Hahaha..." Yu Tang was amused by his tone and actions and couldn't stop laughing.
This isn't just a class monitor for a men's virtue class, this is practically a school principal!
"Don't worry." Yu Tang leaned back on the sofa, making up a lie as naturally as eating and drinking: "I just wanted to tease you. I'm not interested in men. Even if I want to seek excitement in the future, I'll look for a muscular man who's taller and stronger than you, not someone as skinny as you."
Mu Nancheng breathed a sigh of relief upon hearing this.
But he quickly grasped the other key points in those words.
If you're going to look for someone, look for a tall, muscular man.
Muscular man?
Mu Nancheng's pupils dilated, and his gaze fell on Yu Tang, who was not particularly strong.
Could it be that he wants to be... the one who suffers?
I can't think about it anymore!
Mu Nancheng quickly stopped his own imagination and hurriedly downed the wine in his hand.
As the strong liquor slid down his throat, he suddenly realized just how strong it was.
When I looked up again, my eyes were already a little red.
He looked at Yu Tang.
The handsome man loosely held a thick glass containing half a glass of wine between his five fingers, and with his other hand he held a thin cigarette to his lips, took a light breath, and slowly exhaled white smoke.
Looking down, beneath the slit in his white bathrobe were two long legs crossed, with a disposable hotel slipper hanging from his right foot, swaying casually with his toes.
The overall posture gives people a feeling of laziness and leisure.
Just like when Yu Tang bought a deck chair in Sanyu Village, placed it in the yard, and often sat with his legs crossed, basking in the sun...
When the chicks wander around his feet, the man will laugh and put his hands down.
Let the chicks peck gently.
Thinking of this, Mu Nancheng's vision blurred, his lips pressed tightly together, and his fingertips began to tremble.
"You just said you wouldn't drink it, but now you've downed a whole glass. You've truly embodied the phrase 'saying one thing but doing another' to the fullest extent."
"Come on, keep drinking if you like, I'll pour you some more." Yu Tang didn't notice anything unusual about him. He just finished the wine in his glass and picked up the bottle, intending to fill Mu Nancheng's glass.
But her wrist was grabbed.
She looked up and met Mu Nancheng's gaze.
The man's eyes were moist, and the blood vessels in his eyes stood out starkly against the whites.
It reveals the owner's exhaustion and pain.
“Y…” Mu Nancheng began, his voice choked with emotion, asking Yu Tang almost word by word.
"Are you really not Yu Tang?"
Chapter 9
The villain is resurrected for the eighth time (09)
"Waaah, Master, why don't you just tell him?" Little Jin said, biting the handkerchief Bai Feng had given him. "I suddenly feel a little sorry for him..."
Yu Tang didn't speak, but just quietly looked at Mu Nancheng, whose eyes were red.
The two looked at each other, and Mu Nancheng's muddled mind cleared up a little.
In Yu Tang's eyes, he found some emotions that he was unwilling to accept, yet which truly existed.
My heart trembled.
After a long while, he took the initiative to release Yu Tang's wrist.
"I'm sorry, I was confused..."
After saying that, he picked up the wine that Yu Tang had refilled on the table and drank it all in one gulp.
Afterwards, she handed the empty cup to Yu Tang, tears welling in her eyes, but she tried her best to smile.
He is dead.
"The Yu Tang who would forgive me and be tolerant of me is no longer there."
"It will never happen again."
He raised his voice, his voice choked with emotion and tinged with laughter.
"You're Y, my friend, my partner. You want me to drink with you? Okay..."
"I'll drink with you."
"You can drink as much as you want."
"As long as you're happy—"
But this time, Yu Tang didn't let him drink anymore.
Because he knew that with the alcohol content of this wine, two full cups would be enough to make even a cow drunk.
If he drinks any more, Mu Nancheng won't be able to keep up.
Moreover, he understood that Mu Nancheng probably had a vague idea that he was Yu Tang.
She just didn't dare to beg him to admit it anymore.
She cleverly snatched Mu Nancheng's wine glass and then gently pushed the man's forehead.
Mu Nancheng collapsed onto the sofa.
“I suddenly realize you’re absolutely right.” Yu Tang softened his voice and said to him, “We need to at least have one sober person keep watch. You’re drunk now, so just sleep it off. I’ll keep watch.”
Mu Nancheng's cheeks burned, his hands and feet went numb, and he struggled to get up, only to fall back onto the sofa, curling up into a ball, lying on his side, staring at Yu Tang.
It's like I can't get enough of looking at it.
After a long silence, she cautiously asked, "Y, did you deliberately get me drunk and then take the night watch yourself so I could rest?"
Yu Tang's fingers stiffened, and she looked up at him: "Stop being presumptuous."
"I think you deliberately chug two large glasses to shirk your night watch responsibilities and leave me to suffer alone."
"I'm sorry..." Mu Nancheng's expression grew even more dejected, and the hidden expectation slowly dissipated. He replied softly, "I didn't mean to."
"I was just feeling a little upset, so I couldn't control myself."
He clenched his fists, curled up in front of his chest, and said, "I feel like I'm a piece of trash."
"He can't do anything right, can't protect anything, and always tries to be strong."
"I know I was wrong, I won't do it again..."
"Really, I won't be so arrogant anymore."
Hearing these words, Yu Tang felt a little more at ease.
He sat on the carpet, leaning back against the sofa where Mu Nancheng was lying, slowly smoking a cigarette.
“M, actually, I had a boyfriend when you went to Korea.”