Hooliganism

Chapter 53

Seeing that Mu Hang never came over, Shi An raised her eyes towards the door.

Only to see the other party standing in the doorway in silence, his brows slightly knitted, his expression condensed and inscrutable, not knowing what he was thinking.

Shi An rested her chin on the pillow in her arms and cocked her head in some confusion, "What's wrong?"

Mu Hang gave him a fixed look, and finally moved his eyes away, toward the room:

"...... is nothing."

He stepped to the side of the bed, and sat down.

The bed in the master bedroom was so large that it could accommodate three or four people at a time, and although they slept in the same bed, they were still quite far apart from each other.

Shi An doesn't have a problem with that.

Seeing that Mu Hang had gone to the other side of the bed, he cheerfully unrolled his quilt and got under it, skillfully tucking in the edges and rolling himself up into a round bucket.

Shi An pulled the covers under her nose, lifted her eyelashes, colored golden brown by the light, and said goodnight."

Mu Hang's gaze came into contact with the other party's dark and clear eyes, and the rhythm of his heart was slightly disorganized for a beat.

He moved away, "Get up first."

"What?" Shi An narrowed her eyes somewhat warily and shrank under the covers, "You promised to do it, and you won't go back on your word."

Mu Hang : "...... Your hair is still wet."

The teenager's dark, half-damp hair was strewn across the pillow, dampening the surface and giving it a slightly darker aqua color.

Shi An pulled the covers up under her eyes, "It's okay, just leave it alone, it'll dry up soon!"

Mu Hang waved at Shi An, "Come here."

Shi An: "......"

The ice on Mu Hang's face melted slightly, revealing a bit of helplessness, "I'm not backing out."

Shi An only then, believing it, got out of the covers and moved in the direction of Mu Hang.

Mu Hang reaches out to him, stops some distance away, and in the next second, the vapor is instantly controlled and evaporated.

He wore no gloves, and his fingers were pale and long, the outline of his bones hard and distinct, long and strong.

Although not touched directly, the heat from the human's palm still came through clearly and distinctly, Shi An's eyes narrowed slightly and she subconsciously pressed herself in the direction from which the heat came.

The soft ends of the teenager's hair swept through Mu Hang's fingertips.

Mu Hang's hand was steady, never shaking even in life and death situations, but in that moment it shook slightly and involuntarily.

He quickly withdrew his hand without a trace, "That'll do."

Shi An rubbed his dry head and narrowed his eyes in satisfaction, "Thank you."

He burrowed back toward the covers, balling himself up and shrinking into a ball like he had just done.

The familiar cold scent was warmed by the temperature of the room, if anything lingering on the end of his nose.

The ups and downs of the whole day's emotions, as well as the exhaustion from the excessive consumption of magical power came like a tidal wave at this point, swallowing Shi An whole.

He lifted his heavy eyelids, and in his blurred vision, he could faintly see the bright, shining silver hair of a human not far away.

Shi An yawned contentedly, buried her head into the soft pillow, muttered something in a slurred voice, and then very quickly slipped into slumber.

A dead silence fell over the room.

After a long time, the man's low, slightly hoarse voice rang out:

"...... Good night."

*

Shi An When I opened my eyes the next morning, the light was long gone, and the bed on my side was empty, so it should have been long gone.

He stretched out and rolled on the big bed, flopping down on the soft covers as if he had no bones.

Ah ...... sure sleeps just fine.

A large portion of the magic power that had been consumed was now slowly trending back up to be replenished.

It was just a shame he couldn't pile on the treasure he'd just gotten, or else it would have counted as a perfect night's sleep.

It s just that I don t know why ...... he seems to be dreaming again about the time he was pinched by Mu Hang s tail that night.

But it should just be a dream, after all, his tail was retracted a long time ago.

Shi An plopped down and felt for her cell phone.

Just as he opened the screen, a series of messages popped up, startling him.

Although Shi An's knowledge of human writing was now increasing by the day, he still had some difficulty in reading large amounts of text that he was too lazy to read, so he simply called Zhao She directly over.

The phone has just been connected, Zhao She anxious voice came over: "My God, I can finally find you, last night you did not say hello and disappeared, I was shocked, you disappeared after I was anxious crazy, and then found the person in charge only to find out that it was the Administration to take you away, what is the matter, what's the matter? Are you okay now?"

Shi An silently held the phone a little farther away:

"It's okay. ...... It's just that some of the things from before weren't taken care of."

Zhao She sighed in relief, "That's good."

He continued, "Speaking of which, do you know, something big has happened to the Avon Academy, do you remember the principal who spoke that day, he seems to have been attacked, and is still in the hospital, I'm not too sure of the specifics of what's going on, but it seems to be quite tragic ......"

Shi An grunted.

--That's what he deserves!

Zhao She didn't hear, "What?"

"I didn't say anything, you're the one who misheard me." The teenager's voice was soft and clear, and it was completely impossible to hear that he himself was the one behind the attack on the principal.

Jo She: "But that said, there's something I can't figure out ......"

Shi An: "What is it?"

Zhao She's voice took on a bit of doubt:

"This time the news blockade is very strong, although I don't know much about this area, but it should involve a little bit of what is a very important big event, I was originally outside, after such a serious accident, the Department of Strength's academic exchanges should be postponed or canceled, after all, to put it bluntly, we are also clear that the Department of Strength's academic exchanges have not been taken seriously ...... But, today, someone from above came to notify that the academic exchange will be held normally."

Shi An showed a thoughtful look.

Zhao She's voice came from the other end of the phone, "Speaking of which, will you still be attending this academic exchange meeting?"

Shi An came back to her senses and said, "Of course, keep me posted if you hear anything."

"Sure."

After reconfirming that Shi An was fine, Zhao She hung up the phone.

Shi An sat up with her hair in disarray.

Could ...... this trapping program be related to the exchange?

He hopped off the floor on his bare legs and snapped on his slippers to get out of the bedroom.

Mu Hang's residence in the Avon District was very large, Shi An circled around twice before he found the location of the study, and only after confirming that there was no magic tracking precaution set up inside did he push open the door and walk in.

The study was very neat and tidy and didn't appear to have any signs of an office or any important mission papers left behind.

But Shi An was undeterred, and it finally led him to an object that looked a little suspicious.

It was a modest map with many strange symbols and lines drawn on it.

Shi An crooked his head and looked left and right, but could not make out any eyebrows, nor could he see where it was.

Although she couldn't figure out what the map was for, Shi An took a picture of it with her cell phone and saved the pattern in an album just to be on the safe side.

Maybe it will work.

*

Mu Hang handled official business within the Administration.

After the attack on Lu Yuanyi, even though it was only the second day, quite a few of the Avon dignitaries who had attended yesterday's meeting had already come and contacted them privately, agreeing to cooperate with their plan in exchange for Administration's protection.

They seemed to have heard the winds of the conflict that had arisen between the Avon District Governor and Mu Hang the day before, and this time no one dared to make a similarly hopeful request.

While this is going on, Wen Yao knocks on the door and walks in.

"Though the injuries were minor, Lu Yuanyi's vital signs have stabilized,"

She gave Mu Hang a brief report on the current liaison process; more than half of those willing to cooperate had already done so, and it didn't matter if the rest didn't participate.

"The bait is ready."

Want to trap a strong fantasy species, just rely on the right bait is not enough, the other side is not likely to directly stick his head inside the lasso, so what they need to do is to set up a false impression, so that the other side mistakenly think that they can retreat in one piece, when the dragon relaxes its vigilance, it is the time for them to close the net ......

Wen Yao said, "It was proposed over at the Avon District that we could actually utilize this Academic Exchange at Avon College ......"

What I didn't expect was that Mu Hang refused without much thought:

"No."

The exchange was indeed a good time, after all, the magical sources were mixed and the participants came from all over the continent, very convenient for covert setups and operations, a direction he had not failed to consider.

However, the problem was that the participants of the Academic Exchange were all students, and if the dragon was really attracted, there was a high risk of uncontrollable casualty losses.

Mu Hang tapped his fingertips on the desktop, "Release the news of the auction as planned."

Wen Yao: "Yes."

She turned to head out the door, but hesitated before leaving, turning her head to Mu Hang : "Sir, Shi An over there, do we need to send protection?"

Mu Hang's eyes flickered.

He shook his head, "No need."

Wen Yao: "But--"

Mu Hang said calmly, "I've got the man at my place."

Wen Yao: "......"

Well, that really isn't necessary.

After Wen Yao's departure, quiet returns to the office.

Mu Hang lowered his eyes, his eyes falling on the papers in front of him, but he didn't move an inch for a long time.

Wen Yao's unintentional mention of the name just now was like a stone that disturbed the already calm lake of his heart.

He could barely contain his flashbacks to last night.

Mu Hang originally thought. With other people on his side, he must not be able to sleep, but what he didn't expect was that in the darkness, the deep and steady breathing of the teenager came from his side, and he actually slowly fell into a deep sleep as well.

As if his body had long memorized this feeling, he actually didn't reject it at all.

By the time Mu Hang opens his eyes at a fixed moment, the morning light outside the window is hazy and spills in.

A furry head rested on his shoulder, and the sound of tiny breaths tickled the side of Mu Hang's neck like feathers, bringing a fine itch.

Mu Hang stiffened, his mind going blank for a moment.

He realized with hindsight that his hand ...... was at the moment pressed tightly against the other man s haunches.

The hem of the teenager's shirt lifted from his indecent sleeping form, revealing a narrow, soft little curve, as if it were just right to be pinched hard in the palm of someone's hand and played with.

How, how ......

Exactly ......

Mu Hang had frozen in extreme shock and had completely lost his ability to think.

He slowly craned his head and looked to his side.

--The distance that used to alienate them has long since disappeared.

At some point the covers had fallen apart for both of them, leaving only a bed with a closed cover, and the teenager was close enough that the small half of his face was buried in his loose hair.

The other man's body temperature was low, but it was warm and cool and pliable, like a snake wary of the cold, snuggling intimately against his side.

(Specialized reviewer greatly hello, two people really just together stick stick lie together sleep together, completely did not do any out of the ordinary things, also did not do anything below the neck can not be depicted things! I wish you a happy New Year, and I really beg you not to lock it again!)

Mu Hang's fingertips moved subconsciously for a split second.

The skin under his palm was delicate and soft, and when he was covered with some heat, it was as if he could melt in his own palm.

A grunt spilled from the teenager's throat in the next second, and he subconsciously curled himself up a little tighter, his brow furrowing slightly as he murmured sheepishly and accusingly:

"No, don't touch it ......"

*

Inside the office.

Chop--

Mu Hang's gloved fingers tightened suddenly and uncontrollably.

Mu Hang's expression was cold, his lips pursed, and his body tense as if it were a bowstring about to be fired.

The man's eyes were heavy and gloomy, and a cold, murderous aura escaped.

The paper in his palm was crumpled and crumpled, the edges ripped by uncontrollable force, and fine scraps of paper fell and scattered across the desktop.

He really didn't expect to be such an asshole.

I can't believe ...... still plays dirty in his sleep.