After Transmigrating into a Sadistic Novel, the Socially Anxious Sickly Beauty Just Wants to Sleep - Chapter 13

Jian An Mian opened his mouth and said in disbelief, “Are you going to stay here?”

Yan Zhi Mo nodded with a perfectly serious face, showing not the slightest shame of a pervert. Crossing one leg over the other, he said, “Mm. I’ll sit right here and watch you change.”

“…”

Yan Zhi Mo habitually tapped the armrest with his fingers. “What are you standing there for? Take off your clothes and change into the next set.”

How could he do that?!

Jian An Mian collapsed internally.

Having Mr. Yan help him change had already been extremely embarrassing. How could he possibly let Mr. Yan watch him change too?!

Jian An Mian pressed his lips together, his eyes turning red as he said weakly, “Mr. Yan, could you please wait outside?”

Yan Zhi Mo answered firmly, “No.”

“…”

Jian An Mian had no choice. If he did not listen, the man would probably do what he had done just now and personally change him by hand. In that case, he might as well change himself.

And so, under the man’s gaze that felt almost tangible, Jian An Mian removed, piece by piece, the clothes the man had personally put on him, then changed into a new set with trembling hands.

In the end, Jian An Mian did not dare face the man, so he turned his back to him.

However, he did not know that from behind, that beautiful view stirred even more imagination.

What was more, there was a mirror at his side. Everything he tried so hard to hide in front was faithfully reflected through the mirror into the man’s eyes.

Whether from the front or the back, nothing was missed.

The man had said he would let Jian An Mian change by himself, and he truly did nothing. He only watched. Only after the young man finished changing would he walk over to help tidy things, then continue to the next set.

Finally, by the time the last set had been changed, Jian An Mian was so tired he could barely lift his hands or feet. The prolonged embarrassment and rapid heartbeat had exhausted his already limited strength. His whole body was steaming with burning heat, and the expression on his face was a mess. Although they had clearly done nothing, it looked as if he and the man had done something unspeakable inside.

After they left the fitting room, everyone in the entire store looked at them differently. Jian An Mian was so embarrassed that his face turned completely red. He wished he could hide his head in the man’s arms. He simply had no face left to meet anyone.

Yan Zhi Mo pointed at the clothes in front of them. “Wrap these up for me. We don’t need these sets.”

The manager nodded. “Of course, President Yan.”

Tsk. City people really knew how to play.

Yan Zhi Mo removed the sets that were not perfect enough, but there were still more than ten sets left. In the blink of an eye, the entire afternoon had passed. Not only did he feel no impatience at all, his heart was instead full of the sense of achievement that came from clearing a dress-up doll mini-game.

It seemed he could consider adding more clothes for the little friend in the future.

Yan Zhi Mo silently thought this in his heart.

And also the sheets, duvet cover, curtains, desk, bedside cabinet, and so on in the little friend’s room. Those should have been changed long ago.

The last time he entered Jian An Mian’s bedroom, he had noticed that the gray, white, and black color scheme in the guest room was far too dull and boring. It did not suit such a pretty little friend at all.

Jian An Mian still did not know that his bedroom was about to undergo a huge transformation because of a sudden decision the man had made on a whim.

Because they had chosen too many clothes, the store would personally deliver them after packing everything. Yan Zhi Mo simply held Jian An Mian’s hand and went straight home empty-handed and relaxed.

Half an hour later, the clothes arrived too. Auntie Wang beamed with joy as she carried a pile of large and small bags upstairs into Jian An Mian’s room, putting them away one by one.

Jian An Mian watched helplessly as Auntie Wang took out several boxes containing shirt garters. After asking his opinion, she placed them in an obvious, easy-to-reach spot in the cabinet.

The moment he thought of everything that had happened in the fitting room just now, Jian An Mian’s skin burned hot, and his back tingled in waves. His head, already rather uncomfortable from the car ride, instantly became even dizzier.

Why did something as obscene as shirt garters exist in this world?!

Speaking of which, if shirt garters were necessary for wearing formal attire, then Mr. Yan, who was always dressed in elegant, crisp suits, must have to wear them every day…

The moment Jian An Mian imagined that scene, he could not control the heat spreading across his cheeks. Even during dinner, his gaze kept secretly drifting toward Yan Zhi Mo’s thighs.

As the main top of a BL novel, Yan Zhi Mo’s appearance and figure were both top-tier.

His features were sharply defined and deep, the lines from his brows and eyes to his nose bridge carved in a striking, three-dimensional way. The curve of his side profile was extremely beautiful, while his thin lips revealed a hint of coolness. When they pressed together slightly, a natural, commanding aura swept toward others without anger.

His figure was even more tall and imposing, his limbs long and powerful. He was not excessively muscular, but he did not lack masculine charm either. The mature elegance and sensuality of a grown man, along with the noble aura accumulated over years in money and power, were displayed on him to the fullest.

With just one look, he could easily make Jian An Mian behave as obediently as a little puppy.

With such an exceptional man, although Jian An Mian had never seen the main top’s body, he could still imagine that those legs, which already looked very long and straight from the outside, must be vigorous and powerful, with firm, smooth muscles. The lines would be as beautiful and sexy as if carved by a blade, filled with the scent of masculine hormones.

And if, on such a pair of sexy thighs that could make one’s blood surge with just one glance, there was also a pure black elastic strap tied diagonally across them, the band tightly gripping the thigh muscles, the wheat-colored skin contrasting sharply with the black fabric, with several stretched metal clips pulling upward…

Yan Zhi Mo took a deep breath. The chopsticks in his hand suddenly tapped the edge of his bowl. His jawline tightened with restraint, and his eyes darkened deeply as he looked at Jian An Mian and said, “Jian An Mian, what are you thinking about now?”

The little friend was far too simple. Every tiny thought showed on his face, and he could not hide anything in his heart.

He thought his secret glances would not be discovered. In truth, he had no idea just how obvious his little movements were.

Before, it had been that part of Yan Zhi Mo. Now, it was his thighs.

Yan Zhi Mo had never realized before that this little friend, whose appearance was as pure as an angel’s, was actually so perverted on the inside.

Jian An Mian still had not realized that he had been caught red-handed again. After hesitating for two seconds, he truly asked curiously, “Mr. Yan, that shirt garter… are you wearing one too?”

Yan Zhi Mo paused, then immediately smiled helplessly.

What exactly was this little friend’s head thinking about all day long?

Yan Zhi Mo held his chopsticks between his fingers and propped them against the table. The back of his hand supported his chin as he tilted his head to look at Jian An Mian. His deep black eyes overflowed with undisguised teasing amusement as he asked in return, “What… are you fantasizing about? Hm?”

Jian An Mian went blank. Only then did he belatedly realize that he had confessed without being asked. His face instantly flushed red with a whoosh. In his heart, he bitterly cursed his own intelligence. Guiltily clenching his fists, he dodged his gaze and shook his head. “I… I wasn’t!”

Yan Zhi Mo’s expression immediately darkened. His shadowed eyes looked straight at him as he said in a low voice, “I told you before, you’re not allowed to lie again.”

The man already had a cold, sharp appearance. When his thin lips pressed together tightly, he looked far more frightening than usual.

Jian An Mian trembled instinctively. He already regretted the denial he had blurted out just now.

“You’re a bad child,” the man coldly defined him.

“I’m not!” Jian An Mian was now most afraid of hearing the man say he was bad. Helplessly, he opened his mouth, then finally lowered his head in shame and apologized in a trembling voice. “I’m sorry, Mr. Yan. I lied again. Just now…”

He bit his lip and said with difficulty, “Just now, I accidentally fantasized about you… wearing a shirt garter.”

Yan Zhi Mo looked at him for a few seconds, then gave a low laugh and gently stroked Jian An Mian’s head. “It’s all right. Knowing your mistake and correcting it means you’re still my good child. In the future, whatever you’re thinking in your heart, say it directly. Don’t make me force it out of you.”

He emphasized the last sentence very slowly, word by word. Even his tone turned somewhat icy, unconsciously revealing his domineering, forceful side.

Although the man had easily forgiven him, Jian An Mian felt a huge wave of shame swallow him. It was as if he could hear the blood flowing past the roots of his ears. The back of his neck and even his spine heated in waves. Lowering his head to stare at his chopsticks, he mumbled, “Thank you, Mr. Yan. I understand.”

Yan Zhi Mo satisfiedly stroked his head again and said leisurely, “Unfortunately, your fantasy is destined to be disappointed, because I’m already used to wearing formal attire and don’t need to wear shirt garters.”

He paused, then suddenly lowered his voice. The corner of his mouth slowly curved into a teasing arc as he said slowly, “But… if you want to see it, I can wear one for you…”

“No need, no need, no need!” Jian An Mian said “no need” three times in a row, shaking his head like a rattle-drum. Even his fur was about to puff up from embarrassment.

The main top was so shameless, ahhh!

He… he did not really want to see it! /////

Jian An Mian worked hard to bury his head and eat, trying to erase the increasingly intense fantasies in his mind.

Suddenly, he thought of something and looked at Yan Zhi Mo with a bit of anticipation. “Mr. Yan, since you don’t need to wear shirt garters, then do I also…”

Before he could finish, Yan Zhi Mo pressed a finger against his lips from across the air.

“I know what you’re thinking.” Yan Zhi Mo coldly and mercilessly shattered Jian An Mian’s fantasy. “You can’t, because you’re still a little friend. Without shirt garters, you won’t wear formal attire properly.”

Jian An Mian pressed his lips together unhappily and could not help refuting softly, “I’m not a little friend. I’m an adult.”

Yan Zhi Mo laughed softly. “Only someone like me counts as a true adult. Compared to me, don’t you think you still count as a little friend?”

Jian An Mian thought, Then what was he supposed to do? The man was so mature and charming. In this lifetime, he would never be able to grow into someone like him.

In Mr. Yan’s eyes, wouldn’t that mean he could only be a little friend for the rest of his life?

“It’s all right. Even if Mian Mian never grows up for the rest of his life, it doesn’t matter.” As if he knew what Jian An Mian was thinking, Yan Zhi Mo hooked his chin up and used a tissue to carefully wipe the corner of his mouth. Afterward, he pinched Jian An Mian’s soft, fair cheek and said without a care, “Isn’t it just one sleepy little puppy? I can afford to raise you.”