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Grass (a plant)

Some part of him that had originally been calmly lying in wait had, at some point, become furiously erect. It was so impressively large that it bulged his pants into a huge, conspicuous tent, looking utterly out of place.

So... the drug his bastard father had slipped him had worked after all, only with a slight delay?

And because his emotions had been too turbulent, he had failed to notice in time.

Luckily, they had not run into anyone on the way to the underground parking garage. Otherwise, it would have been humiliating. In a couple of days, rumors like "Young Master Lu is such a freak—he actually walked his bird down the street with a male friend" would be blowing up everyone's social feeds. Add a photo of the person involved, and it would be even more sensational. He would die of social embarrassment on the spot and would not have to show his face outside for six months.

"This, this has a reason!" Lu Yuan's face turned livid, his teeth grinding audibly. "I was drugged! Really! Why are you looking at me like that? I'm telling the truth!"

"Oh... I never said I didn't believe you. Calm down..."

"Forget it, stop talking! Get in the car! Fasten your seat belt."

"Where are we going? The café?"

"...Shut up."

The café was obviously out of the question, but a hotel was not much of an option either. In his terrible state, going to a hotel meant passing through a crowded reception lobby... unless every person he met happened to be blind.

Fortunately, rich second-generation heirs lacked everything except spare properties. The elevator went straight up, and they avoided people the whole way, preserving the last shred of Young Master Lu's dignity.

Li Zhikong watched helplessly as he stayed hard the entire ride. His expression shifted from, Let's see how you explain your way out of this after slipping me some bullshit drug, to, Are you sure your own father gave you that drug? What kind of grudge does he have against you? Isn't he afraid of bursting your little two-liang gentleman? Oh, right, he has a whole bunch of illegitimate children. Never mind then. [pitying dog head.jpg]

By now, Li Zhikong was already inclined to believe Lu Scumbag's "innocence." Whether Lu Yuan still had some principles and refused to play with women alongside his father, or whether his tastes had been spoiled over this period and he simply could not stand those mediocre beauties anymore—

The Rabbit Spirit had that much confidence. After experiencing such high-quality, peak pleasure, Lu Yuan would have to be crazy to go back to swallowing chaff and eating bran.

It was not like they were looking for a boyfriend. There was no need to demand such high moral standards. As long as they made sure his body had not cheated, they could keep using him.

"All right, listen to me explain slowly. This is what happened today..." Once they entered the room, Lu Yuan found a bottle of chilled mineral water in the refrigerator. He tilted his head back and drank half of it, then poured the rest over his head. He scrubbed hard at his face and took two deep breaths to settle the heat in his body, preparing to clearly explain his "grievance" to the little lustful rabbit before discussing the deeper issue of, "What do you take me for?"

"No need to explain, I believe you!" The Rabbit Spirit enthusiastically interrupted him, looping his arms around Lu Yuan's neck like snakes. His eyes were seductive, his lips moist, and his breath fragrant. "Brother Lu, you're way too good at enduring this. Doesn't it hurt? Just looking at you makes my heart ache..."

Beautiful women were skeletons to him. Namo Gatling Bodhisattva, Savior of Suffering.

With an astonishing degree of willpower beyond that of ordinary men, Young Master Lu pushed away the little lustful rabbit trying to use his charms to break his fighting spirit. Steam practically rose from his head, yet he still wore a solemn, saintly expression. "Wait a moment! It's not time yet! There are things we have to make clear first!"

"What is there to say? None of that is important..."

"It is! It's very important! Anyway, take a few steps back first and keep at least a meter of straight-line distance from me!"

"Why torture yourself like this? Aren't you afraid that you might hold it in too long and end up needing to go to the hospital..."

Young Master Lu froze for a moment after hearing that, a trace of hesitation appearing on his face. Clearly, he was afraid.

But he immediately calmed down and assessed his current condition. It seemed like he could still hold out... Besides, based on what he knew of his bastard father, that old man cherished his own life. The aphrodisiac definitely would not harm the body. It could not possibly have some absurd "if you don't do it, you'll die" effect—wake up, this was reality, not the fantasy of some third-rate novelist.

"Anyway... one meter!" Young Master Lu's heart was as hard as iron, guarding against the Rabbit Spirit as if he were a flood or a savage beast. "Right, stand behind that line!"

The Rabbit Spirit blinked innocently. Fine, if Lu Yuan insisted.

Then Young Master Lu pushed his luck. "Turn around too!" The little lustful rabbit's peach-blossom eyes, brimming with affection, were too deadly. They could make heroes lose their resolve for love; he had to guard against them.

Li Zhikong: "..."

He pondered for two seconds, then ultimately decided to compromise and slowly turned around.

Young Master Lu was only satisfied for one second before his gaze uncontrollably drifted downward. It landed first on that slender waist, and then... thunder erupted out of nowhere.

Grass (still a plant)

Misstep!

He rushed back to the refrigerator again, drank half a bottle of mineral water and poured the other half over himself. Thankfully, he extinguished that wicked fire before it could truly flare up.

The Rabbit Spirit quietly turned his head back, watching him with a suppressed smile.

Young Master Lu held back a breath. "Forget it, go sit on the sofa over there..." Seeing the little lustful rabbit about to interrupt, he hurriedly cut him off. "You are not allowed to speak until I say you can!"

Hahahahahaha.

Li Zhikong was not usually a particularly good-tempered person. If anyone else dared order him around like this, he would have beaten that dog bastard's dog brains out long ago. But when it came to Lu Scumbag, seeing his unlucky look as he held in a bellyful of wicked fire that was about to explode, Li Zhikong was not angry in the slightest. Instead, he had to struggle so hard not to laugh out loud~

Cute.

A word completely unrelated to the tall, powerfully built Young Master Lu surfaced in his heart.

"Pfft~" Li Zhikong still broke, his shoulders shaking wildly.

Lu Yuan shot him a wary look. "What are you laughing at?"

Li Zhikong sat obediently on the sofa with his back to him, feet together, looking gentle and harmless. "Huh? I wasn't laughing?"

Still denying it?

I heard you!

Forget it. Business came first. Better to play dumb.

"I don't know how much you saw, but it was all a misunderstanding. Those women have nothing to do with me. My dad is an old bastard, that's true, but precisely because he's an old bastard, I won't be like him—you understand that, right?"