Chapter 10
Chapter 10
Holding hands was a very successful start.
After that, we experimented with hugging and forehead kisses.
Zhuang Jinyu closed his eyes, tilting up that dazzlingly beautiful face.
“You’re only allowed to kiss my forehead. No kissing anywhere else.”
I looked down at the Young Master, who clearly looked expectant despite his stubborn words. After a brief pause, I dutifully pressed a kiss against his brow.
Zhuang Jinyu pursed his lips, looking displeased as expected.
“Oh, so you’re being obedient now?” he couldn’t help but say sarcastically. “Where was this politeness when you used dark magic to kidnap me? You’ve already done all those perverted things, and now you’re trying to act demure in front of me?”
The dark magic was a lie, but the perversion was real.
For instance, right now, as the Young Master knit his beautiful brows together and scolded me while crossing his long legs, my heart was beating at an abnormal speed.
With a face like his, he was born to get away with murder.
His scolding didn’t make one feel resentful; instead, it made me wish he would scold me more, and even more fiercely…
Realizing what I was thinking, I raised my hand and gave myself a slap.
A person shouldn’t-at least, they really shouldn’t think like that.
The slap didn’t snap me out of it; instead, it startled Zhuang Jinyu.
The Young Master’s train of thought was unlike that of a normal person.
He questioned me in horror, “Are you threatening me? Are you implying that if I don’t shut up, you’re going to slap me?”
Me: “…?”
Zhuang Jinyu looked incredibly aggrieved. “I was just telling the truth, and now you’re resorting to domestic violence. Now that you’ve got what you wanted, you don’t care about cherishing me anymore? You think I’m annoying, don’t you?”
I whispered a reminder, “That’s not how you use the term ‘domestic violence.’ You shouldn’t joke about such a serious phrase.”
“Who’s joking with you?!”
The Young Master stood up in a huff.
The tall frame of an adult male was quite imposing.
That is, if you ignored the expression on his face that looked like he was about to cry…
“Xie Huo, tell me the truth. Can you not stand me? Do you think I’m dramatic and annoying? A huge burden?”
“I don’t think that…”
“You’re lying! You only like me for my face-you’re shallow! You’re after my body-you’re lewd! You’re taking advantage of me and refusing to take responsibility-you’re morally corrupt! You…”
Seeing that the Young Master was about to list my ten deadly sins, I tremblingly grabbed the collar of his pajamas and pulled him down.
I aimed right for those incessantly moving red lips and kissed him.
There was a soft *mwah*.
“I don’t think you’re a burden, and I didn’t mean to scare you,” I said, withdrawing my hand uneasily. “I was trying to restrain myself so I wouldn’t do anything even more excessive to you.”
Zhuang Jinyu pressed down on the corners of his disobedient mouth.
Like a general returning in triumph, he sat back down on his ‘throne’ in the center of the sofa.
“Calling you a pervert really wasn’t…” He changed the subject, asking cautiously, “You haven’t done this kind of thing to anyone else, have you?”
I hurried to reassure him, “No, only you.”
Zhuang Jinyu tilted his chin up. “Then I really am unlucky.”
As he spoke, the smile at the corner of his mouth could no longer be suppressed.