Chapter 415 Begging for Shelter

Chapter 415: Begging for Shelter

Yun Xunyu glanced at the "triumphant" shoe on the floor, then looked at the "blanket burrito" on the bed that was clearly still brewing with anger, and finally refrained from poking the bear further.

He bent down to pick up the shoe, brushed it off, and casually placed it on the bed step.

But he didn't leave. Instead, he gently sat down on the edge of the bed, the plush mattress dipping a little under his weight.

He reached out and gave a gentle tug at the corner of the blanket Cheng Ge had wrapped around himself.

From inside the blanket, Cheng Ge immediately yanked the blanket up in annoyance, wrapping himself even tighter in a clear "back off, especially you" stance.

Amusement danced in Yun Xunyu's eyes as he reached out again, relentlessly tugging at the corner once more.

This time, he not only pulled at the blanket corner but also leaned down slightly, positioning himself near where Cheng Ge's head was beneath the thick brocade comforter.

His voice dropped to a low, breathy whisper, like the sweetest pillow talk between lovers:

"Sweetheart..."

"—!"

The blanket was flung off!

Cheng Ge, with disheveled hair and eyes glistening with a mix of fury and leftover sleepiness, glared daggers at the face so close to his: "What the hell do you want now?!"

Yun Xunyu was amused by his flustered, bristling look, yet he put on a perfectly straight face, even with a touch of wide-eyed innocence, and said clearly and slowly:

"I... want to share the bed with you, sweetheart."

Cheng Ge: "............"

There was a beat of stunned silence.

Cheng Ge took a deep breath, then raised his hand and swatted away with a sharp "smack" Yun Xunyu's fingers, which had somehow already snuck back to twirl a strand of his hair.

"Don't even think about it!" he said decisively, his tone fierce. "Go get yourself another room! Quit your meddling and get out!"

Unexpectedly, instead of backing off, Yun Xunyu's striking phoenix eyes suddenly welled up with a sheen of tears, his lips turning down in a pout, and even his voice took on a hint of aggrieved pleading:

"But I... I'm broke."

Cheng Ge: "..."

Cheng Ge nearly choked on his own breath.

He stared wide-eyed at this man—dressed in expensive cloud-patterned brocade, with a hairpin made of translucent, lustrous jade—who was claiming to be "broke" in an almost accusatory tone.

"You're full of it!" Cheng Ge was so angry he almost laughed. "Yun Xunyu, do you take me for a fool?!"

But Yun Xunyu seemed not to hear his accusation. He reached out on his own, gently caught hold of one of Cheng Ge's index fingers peeking out from the blanket, rubbing his fingertip against Cheng Ge's finger pad, like a guilty fox begging for a place to stay.

"It's true..." His voice dropped even lower, and the grievance in it became more genuine. "Earlier... I cleaned out my entire savings... on the betrothal gifts for you... That's why I had no choice but to come seek shelter with you..."

As he spoke, he shamelessly edged closer to Cheng Ge, nearly reaching the side of the bed.

"Sweetheart... just take pity on me, and take me in, won't you?"

Cheng Ge: "..."

He looked down at his index finger, which was being "molested" by the other's fingertips, then looked up at Yun Xunyu's face, which was written all over with "sincerity," "innocence," "penniless destitution," and "please take me in."

Betrothal gifts? Draining his coffers? Seeking shelter?

Every single word was so absurd it made his temples throb.

And yet, this man said it as if it were the truth, with such a pitiful look... anyone else would have been fooled by him.

"Don't think I don't know—you just seized power, the entire Nanling is yours!"

"We just got married today, so I can only update a thousand words. Sorry."