Make a Living by Your Face [Quick Wear] ━ Vol.1

6.29 - 'You don't recognize me when you put on pants?'

　　Shen Mian could not stand teasing. Huo Qian's behavior really made him feel itchy, but thinking that winning the heart was the best way, he suppressed the throbbing feeling.

　　He pushed the man, but Huo Qian's whole body was as hard as a rock, and he could not shake him. The man smiled slightly, and his usually gloomy and cold features softened a lot in an instant, with a gentle look that almost drowned people.

　　The man asked softly, "Mian'er, you are so good at chess, who taught you?"

　　Shen Mian was unwilling to pay attention to him, he just pulled his hand back and said, "Get out."

　　Huo Qian said, "We are just discussing chess skills, there is no need to chase me away. If you don't like me asking, I won't ask."

　　Shen Mian couldn't help but laugh. This guy was really good at avoiding the important point. He said, "Third Master, are you trying to be a scoundrel with me?"

　　The man asked with a smile: "So what if I play rogue?"

　　Shen Mian said: "If this gets out, I'm afraid people will laugh at me."

　　Huo Qian smiled nonchalantly and said, "It's okay to act like a scoundrel for a while if it can make you happy."

　　"When did I say I was happy? You are really unreasonable!"

　　Huo Qian said: "Are you unhappy? Then I will comfort you again."

　　"No need for you to coax me..."

　　The man had already put his arms around his waist, his forehead resting lightly against Shen Mian's. The mask was made very realistically, and it was hard to tell whether it was real or fake. Even though one knew it was a human skin mask, it was still disgusting. Shen Mian himself disliked it, and he never expected that this man didn't mind at all.

　　Shen Mian was silent for a moment, but did not push him.

　　Huo Qian's heart warmed up. He had a keen eye and could tell that the boy's attitude had softened. He couldn't help but said in surprise, "Mian'er, I'm flattered by you..."

　　Shen Mian glared at him, "Don't talk."

　　"Okay." Huo Qian responded softly.

　　The boy was willing to stay in his arms obediently, instead of being forced or plotted against by him, or being drunk and unconscious. He had only seen such a scene in his dreams.

　　Outside, the autumn wind was blowing, and the ground was covered with withered yellow leaves. Inside, the two people were leaning on each other, just like a pair of lovers.

　　After a long while, Shen Mian said, "What kind of person is he? With your power and status as the third master of the Huo family, you can have any beauty you want, so why did you choose him?"

　　"he?"

　　Huo Qian couldn't help but find it funny. Although he wanted to say, he is you, in my eyes you are no different from him, both are equally adorable, making people can't help but feel pain in their hearts, but he was afraid of angering this stubborn child, so he just went along with his words and said, "When we first met, he bumped into my arms without thinking, but he cried because of the pain, and pulled my sleeves to ask me to take responsibility. It was the first time I saw someone cry so beautifully, like a white jade sculpture, so clear and clean, making people want to hold him in their arms forever."

　　His thumb stroked the corner of the boy's eye, covering the light red teardrop mole, but his peach blossom eyes were still clear and lively. He said, "He is spoiled and bad-tempered. He likes to bully others. He has a bright little head, but he is unwilling to use it in the right way. He was born in the Marshal's Mansion, but he loves to sing in the theater. When others bully him, he always shouts that he wants to retaliate. When he is really given the opportunity to retaliate, he can't bear to do it. He has always been cruel to himself."