Don't Want to See You In The Next Life (Volume 2)

Chapter 13

Zhou Shuo carefully scooped up a spoonful of hot porridge, blew it gently, and then handed it to Xia Liang's mouth, looking at him religiously. 

Xia Liang is not accustomed to being served like this and turned his head to avoid him but Zhou Shuo's spoon followed him reluctantly.

Reluctantly, Xia Liang had no choice but to take a bite and swallow it tastelessly. Just as he was about to open his mouth to say something, Zhou Shuo fed him another spoonful of rice. Zhou Shou's eager eyes really made him a little bit overwhelmed.

"...I'll do it myself." 

Xia Liang raised his hand to take the bowl and spoon but Zhou Shuo stubbornly avoided his hand.

Xia Liang raised his head and glanced at Zhou Shuo, wondering if it was an illusion. Although Zhou Shuo was taciturn, he gave a very strong sense of presence and that sense of presence made Xia Liang feel jealous and uncomfortable--this is different from the past. 

Zhou Shuo, who is often overlooked in obscurity, is very different.

For some reason, Xia Liang didn't stand in a stalemate with Zhou Shuo. He opened his mouth obediently and gradually ate half a bowl of hot porridge with the spoon that Zhou Shuo handed over. 

"Okay, I can't eat anymore." Xia Liang raised his hand, a trace of fatigue appeared on his face, "I want to sleep for a while, you go back to the company first."

Zhou Shuo sat there, staring at Xia Liang's lips. He didn't move for a while. 

"...What?" Xia Liang was inexplicably bleary when he stared at him.

"Your..." 

Zhou Shuo stretched out his hand, wiped the corner of Xia Liang's mouth lightly, and took a bit of porridge juice with his index finger. Then, as if possessed by a demon, he stretched out his tongue and slowly licked the bit of porridge juice.

Xia Liang looked at him dumbfounded. If this person was not holding Zhou Shuo's face, he would almost suspect that the other party was sexually harassing him.

He hadn't finished gathering his thoughts when he saw Zhou Shuo slowly leaning over, his eyes locked on his lips. There seemed to be flames burning deep in his eyes.

The distance between them was getting shorter and shorter. They're so close that he could almost hear Zhou Shuo's gasp as well as the hot breath that the other party exhaled on his face. 

Xia Liang finally realized that something was wrong and raised his hand to resist Zhou Shuo's approach but the opponent grabbed his wrist first.

"Zhou Shuo, what are you doing?!" Xia Liang said harshly but his body was too weak at the moment and his expression was showing refusal. 

"Cold..." Zhou Shuo's voice was low and hoarse and the flame of desire in his eyes burned more and more, almost burning his reason down to ashes.

He slowly and irresistibly pushed Xia Liang on the bed, his low-hanging eyes narrowed slightly as if a tight-fitting leopard was staring at his prey, waiting for the moment when he was ready to attack.

"Zhou Shuo, you..." 

Before Xia Liang could finish speaking, he suddenly felt that his lower abdomen was pushed by something hard. An unfamiliar electric current rushed up from his lower abdomen, causing him to shudder. 

A trilling sound in Zhou Shou's ear seemed to have some kind of secret suggestion, like the sound of nature. It seemed to be deadly poison.

The last trace of reason in Zhou Shuo's mind suddenly broke.