TRMLCM Chapter 67

Chapter 67: He’s So Fierce

Shen Chang’an wasn’t someone who liked checking his Moments (Wechat), but he didn’t expect that a casual glance today would reveal someone’s straightforward yet subtle confession.

And below this Moment, Shen Chang’an could see comments from their mutual friends, which meant that the post wasn’t only visible to him.

Although this person’s comment was a bit of a mood killer.

Shen Chang’an blinked lightly, the watery mist that welled up in his eyes at that moment suppressed as he heard the steady footsteps approaching outside the door.

When Cheng Yi walked in, carrying a freshly bathed Berber, he saw the person sitting on the bed looking at him without blinking. Those eyes, moistened by the water, were even brighter and more beautiful under the light. On that fair face, the corners of his eyes were slightly flushed.

The hidden affection that he usually kept buried could no longer be contained, yet its owner was unaware, not knowing how to restrain himself.

This scene was practically an invitation.

Cheng Yi’s eyes darkened, his tongue lightly touching his upper palate, his thin lips tightly pressed together without saying a word.

He walked to the bedside, bent down to put Berber, who hadn’t even touched the ground yet, onto the bed. Raising his eyes, he saw that Shen Chang’an’s gaze seemed to be following his every move.

The soft light softened that hint of coldness, and Shen Chang’an, with his hair falling smoothly and wearing pajamas, looked very well-behaved as he sat there quietly.

Cheng Yi was charmed by his appearance. Laughter welled up in his dark eyes, and he felt amused yet also somewhat puzzled. Softening his voice, he asked in a low voice, “What’s wrong?”

Berber, now clean, elegantly walked to Shen Chang’an’s side, trying to attract his attention, “Meow?”

Berber: Look at me, look at me, look at me quickly!

It held its head high, looking at Shen Chang’an with its round little head raised and its large blue and yellow eyes slightly slanted. Its pink cat ears twitched unconsciously in the air, and its tail stood straight up like an antenna.

Unfortunately, the two fathers were looking at each other, not paying attention to it at all.

Shen Chang’an said very plainly, “I saw the Moment you posted.”

Cheng Yi was slightly stunned. Recalling the Moment he had posted, the tips of his ears, hidden under his messy hair, turned red, which was rare.

It was said that the person who fell in love first was the loser.

Shen Chang’an knew that he had been seeking the other person’s true feelings, so before he was sure of the other person’s feelings, he had been restraining the throbbing in his heart.

Until now, perhaps Cheng Yi had given him enough confidence, he finally tried not to hide the love in his heart.

His delicate eyebrows were slightly curved, his eyes, full of love, were clear and bright. He said very seriously, “Cheng Yi, I like you.”

The emotions that had been piling up in his chest seemed to finally have an outlet. With this short sentence, they poured out instantly, but there was no feeling of emptiness. His heart was tightly wrapped by the other person’s love, and after expressing his feelings, a sense of satisfaction continued to build up in his heart.

‘I like you’.

He didn’t know how many times he had said this sentence, but it seemed that he would never tire of saying it.

Cheng Yi gently lifted his slightly drooping eyes, revealing his deep and dark eyes. An indescribable emotion churned in his eyes, those eyes were like a mysterious and unpredictable starry sky, or like a bottomless abyss.

He was sure, this person was seducing him.

Casually picking up Berber, who was still watching the show on the quilt, he put it in the cat nest, ignoring Berber’s bared fangs and claws of abuse.

Shen Chang’an’s pupils froze and widened slightly. He looked at Cheng Yi’s actions in confusion, until the person turned off the light and got into bed, and warm lips pressed against his, he then vaguely realized what was happening.

Wasn’t he confessing just now?

…How did it become like this?

This kiss was no longer as gentle as usual. Cheng Yi’s tongue roamed in his mouth, invading and plundering the little oxygen left in his breath.

At this moment, dominance was the underlying color of his soul.

“Mmm…”

The cold aura became scorching, as if being burned on a fire.

His brain, lacking oxygen, became dizzy, and his whole body was very uncomfortable, but his body was so weak.

Shen Chang’an’s hand was against Cheng Yi’s chest, and with a move of his slender fingers, he tightly grasped the collar of Cheng Yi’s pajamas, not knowing whether he wanted to push him away or wanted him to continue.

“An’an, breathe.”

In a daze, he heard a voice that was already hoarse.

The invaders left for a moment and then leaned over again. In the dark, Shen Chang’an’s heavy breathing was blocked again. Between the mumbling of the other party, hot breath was sprayed near his neck, and his rosy cheeks were gently touched by a warm big hand in the night.

That hand gently stroked his eyes, teasing his slender and thick eyelashes, and slowly moved down his cheeks, even his slender neck was stroked inch by inch.

Shen Chang’an’s Adam’s apple, which had just been touched, couldn’t help but roll slightly. The next second, his eyes, which had been squinting with hazy water, widened slightly in the dark.

Realizing that Cheng Yi’s hand was touching him there, Shen Chang’an’s reason suddenly returned. He retreated in shock, trying to bend down and avoid the big hand under his waist.

“…Mmm”

A soft groan sounded, carrying endless lust.

His movements were predictably stopped, Cheng Yi’s strong arms wrapped around his waist, and he was tightly imprisoned.

“An’an, don’t be afraid.”

The hot breath swept across his hot earlobes, and a low, magnetic voice rubbed against his ears, comforting him softly, and the gentle tone dispelled the unfamiliar and fearful emotions he had never felt before.

He was a voice-controlled person!

Shen Chang’an closed his eyes tightly and lay down obediently.

However, his thick eyelashes couldn’t stop trembling, and his flushed face warmed up and became hot in the dark night where he couldn’t see his fingers. His already mature body trembled slightly on the bed.

Under the quilt, his fingers clenched the bed sheets unconsciously, and a thin bead of sweat lightly slid across his forehead. Shen Chang’an tried to relax his tense body, but he could never ignore the strangeness on his body.

Only when the comfortable pleasure rushed into his brain at the end, did his curled fingertips suddenly loosen, and his stiff body finally softened.

A low laugh sounded in his ear, and then he was pulled into a wide and warm embrace.

He felt a little sticky, but Shen Chang’an didn’t care. He blinked his eyes, and a trace of brightness slowly appeared in his slightly blurred eyes.

In the dark, he reached out and touched Cheng Yi’s waist. Shen Chang’an’s hand didn’t stop and continued downward, wanting to return the feeling just now to the other person, but he didn’t want to be stopped again just after touching the man’s waistband.

His lips were tightly pursed, and Shen Chang’an noticed Cheng Yi’s rejection and was a little angry.

With his eyebrows tightly furrowed, he turned his head and glared at the other person fiercely in the dark, and moved his arms, trying to shake off the hand that was holding his wrist.

“You, let go.”

The words were short, and it was clearly a very fierce tone, but unexpectedly, it only made people feel soft when he said it. His breath was insufficient, and the end of his voice was raised, as if he was acting coquettishly.

He, he… he was very fierce.

He didn’t want to act coquettishly!

Shen Chang’an was stunned. He didn’t expect that the soft and weak voice was what he sounded like.

“An’an, I don’t need your help, I can just bear it.”

The magnetic voice was a little low and hoarse, the tone was lazy, and it was stained with a trace of lustful lingering meaning.

Cheng Yi knew his own bad nature well. He was okay because he was usually vegetarian, but when he faced An’an, he could still bear it. If he started eating meat one day, this kind of sweet little trick would not be able to satisfy the desires in his heart.

So he reached out and hugged Shen Chang’an, rejecting the other person’s kind help.

His low voice sounded pitiful.

Shen Chang’an was expressionless in his arms, but in the dark, his face, his ears… he was almost cooked into a small lobster.

Shen Chang’an thought to himself,

He wasn’t acting coquettishly, this person was acting coquettishly…