Chapter 421: Day 26 into the Mary Sue Story

Chapter 421: The Twenty-Sixth Day in the Mary Sue Story

Lu Lu reached out and grabbed the hand An Yi was holding out to him.

An Yi's hand was slightly cool, with long, slender fingers—strong and refined.

Using An Yi's support, he stood up, stumbling a little.

The numbness in his legs hadn't fully subsided, and his legs felt weak and wobbly as he got up. Instinctively, he swayed toward An Yi again, nearly falling a second time before An Yi caught him firmly by the arm.

"Th-thanks..." Lu Lu steadied himself but couldn't bring himself to let go of An Yi's hand. His fingers secretly curled around it, cradling that cool hand in his palm, his heart thundering in his chest.

An Yi didn't seem to notice this little move. He just let go of Lu Lu's arm and turned, walking over to the sofa as if nothing had happened.

Lu Lu trailed after him nervously but didn't sit down. He just stood beside the sofa, watching An Yi with a mix of anxiety and unease.

Once seated, An Yi didn't say anything right away. He leaned back into the sofa, lifted his gaze, and looked at him with a calm, unreadable expression.

That look made Lu Lu's heart go haywire with panic.

An Yi... still hadn't given him an answer.

But he'd helped him up, and he hadn't pulled his hand away when Lu Lu grabbed it!

The silence dragged on, each second feeling like an eternity to Lu Lu.

Finally, unable to take it anymore, he called out hesitantly, "An Yi..."

An Yi's brow twitched slightly at the sound of his voice. He tilted his head slightly and let out a questioning hum: "Hm?"

That single "hm" rose in pitch, lazy and languid, like a feather brushing against the strings of Lu Lu's heart.

Ah... s-so... so hot...

Lu Lu's brain went "bzzzt" and went completely blank.

Under the extreme tension and excitement, his brain started short-circuiting out of control.

An Yi still hadn't agreed to be with him—he had to keep showing off what he had!

What did he even have going for him? An Yi was so handsome, so outstanding, so... perfect.

What did Lu Lu have? Besides a family background that was a decent match, though An Yi didn't seem to care about that, all he had left was a burning passion and... a decent body?

Suddenly, Ye Ming's disgusting, suggestive words from over an hour ago flashed through his scrambled brain like a ghost.

Almost on instinct, to one-up that disgusting rival and prove he was worth something, Lu Lu's short-circuited mouth skipped all brain filters and blurted out, in a loud, confident voice:

"I'm amazing in bed too!"

The second those words left his mouth, the living room went dead silent.

Lu Lu froze too, shocked by his own words.

He blinked, watching the gentle smile on An Yi's face freeze, then slowly melt away. Those perpetually calm eyes narrowed slightly, a sharp, indescribable glint flashing through them.

An Yi went quiet.

He'd been about to speak, to give this nervous, anxious guy a clear answer.

But Lu Lu's sudden, out-of-nowhere, super ambiguous declaration made him swallow the words already on his lips.

An Yi narrowed his eyes, leaned forward a little, and gave Lu Lu—whose face was red down to his neck and whose eyes were starting to show panic and regret—a scrutinizing once-over. His tone was calm, but there was a subtle, barely noticeable edge to it:

"Oh? So... you've got a lot of experience?"

His voice wasn't loud, but it jabbed straight into Lu Lu's already frayed nerves.

Under An Yi's question and that scrutinizing stare, Lu Lu's short-circuited brain finally clicked back into place with a mental "clunk."

What... what did he just say?!

Amazing in bed?! A lot of experience?!

Panic hit. Lu Lu wished he could bite his own tongue off right then and there and punch his dumb head a few times!

What the hell was he saying?! What would An Yi think of him?! Would he think he was some sleazy, promiscuous playboy?!

"No! I didn't mean it! I was just talking out of my ass!" Lu Lu's voice cracked in desperation as he shook his head violently, like a bobblehead.

Flustered and frantic, he raised his right hand in a desperate vow-swearing gesture and declared at the top of his lungs: "I swear! I have zero experience! None at all! You're my first love! I-I... I'm a virgin!"

He practically screamed the word "virgin," and after he yelled it, the whole living room echoed with his mortified, desperate aftermath.

An Yi watched Lu Lu's ridiculous display—looking like he'd rather die than be doubted, flustered, embarrassed, and panicked all at once—and the sharp scrutiny in his eyes faded into amusement.

The lines around his eyes visibly softened, even crinkling slightly. He let out a soft "Ah," his tone rising at the end with a hint of teasing, and repeated: "Oh, really?"

To Lu Lu's already panicked ears, those two words sounded like doubt, like disbelief!

Lu Lu felt like the sky was caving in! An Yi didn't believe him!

An Yi must think he was lying! That he was some unreliable, full-of-crap jerk!

What could he do? How could he prove it?! How was he supposed to prove something like that?!

In a fit of desperation, Lu Lu's brain once again had a "brilliant idea" in the most absurd way possible.

He steeled himself, squeezed his eyes shut, and only one thought was left: he had to prove his innocence! Prove his sincerity to An Yi! Prove that he really was... an inexperienced fool who belonged only to An Yi!

Under An Yi's amused, curious gaze, Lu Lu reached out, grabbed the front of his shirt, and yanked it up!

"Rrrip—" The sound of fabric tearing was faint.

One or two buttons popped off, revealing the fitted T-shirt underneath, and beneath that, the faint outline of solid, well-defined pecs.

But he wasn't done yet.

Lu Lu's hand didn't stop. As An Yi's expression shifted to growing bewilderment, Lu Lu moved at lightning speed, grabbing the waistband of his casual pants, ready to yank them down!

At the same time, eyes squeezed shut, face flushed so red it looked like it might bleed, he shouted in a voice that was almost tearful, desperate, embarrassed, and wounded:

"Look! It's pink! Never used! An Yi, An Yi, you gotta believe me! I really only have you! I-I..."

The smile on An Yi's face vanished, his pupils shrinking!

He watched Lu Lu's shirt fall open to reveal his defined, chiseled young abs, his gaze instinctively following Lu Lu's hand downward... lowering his eyes...

An Yi: "..."

An Yi: "?????!!!!!"

Even with An Yi's rock-steady composure, this earth-shattering, completely beyond-normal-human-understanding "method of proof" from Lu Lu left his mind completely blank, freezing him for a solid several seconds!

What the hell are you doing?!

Are you seriously pulling your pants down?!