Guarding the gate at the enemy prison [Infinite] (MTL)

Chapter 52

Guo Dong was suddenly leaned against, and his whole body froze.

After a while, Guo Dong finally reacted. He tilted his head slightly to look at the head on his shoulder.

Chen Ran always gave people the impression of being tough and cold, but the flesh on his cheeks was soft. When he leaned against him, Guo Dong could feel the softness and warmth of his skin.

Moreover, Chen Ran smelled good. Guo Dong couldn't describe the smell specifically. It was not the smell of perfume, but more like a mixture of laundry detergent, shower gel, and shampoo. It was very faint, so faint that it was barely audible. Even if he leaned very close, Guo Dong had to breathe hard to smell a little bit.

Guo Dong sniffed hard, and sniffed again.

Chen Ran noticed Guo Dong's movements, and his heartbeat stopped for a moment.

His body stiffened for a moment, and then relaxed again.

Guo Dong always did things that were misunderstood at some unintentional times, which made people wonder whether he was careless or really stupid.

"What?" Chen Ran asked with his eyes closed.

"You smell good." Guo Dong told Chen Ran about his discovery seriously.

Didn't Chen Ran know it himself?

Chen Ran wanted to stop Guo Dong, but after hearing what Guo Dong said, his body, which had just relaxed, suddenly paused again.

Before Chen Ran could react, he felt another touch on his head.

Guo Dong touched Chen Ran's head with his hand.

Chen Ran had long hair, which felt very silky when he touched it, and was much softer than he remembered. It felt very good. It

was not enough to touch it once, so Guo Dong touched it again.

Guo Dong knew that people and ghosts were different, but he was not a human. He had never thought about what the death of another person meant to a human.

It meant the end, and it meant that he would never see the other person again.

Even if that person was squatting at the door and cursing in a low voice, complaining that Chen Ran smashed his car, complaining that Chen Ran actually pulled a knife on him, complaining that Chen Ran didn't know what was good for him, complaining endlessly, as if he wanted to say everything he wanted to say for the rest of his life at once.

Feeling Guo Dong's clumsy comfort, Chen Ran's tense body slowly relaxed again, and he was a little greedy.

Sleepiness swept over him without knowing when, and Chen Ran fell asleep quickly.

Noticing Chen Ran's sleep, Guo Dong touched Chen Ran's head twice again, and then put his hand down.

He sat quietly, letting Chen Ran lean on him to sleep.

There was a faint purple under Chen Ran's eyes, obviously he hadn't slept well since the dungeon came out.

Chen Ran was not a person who would howl and complain everywhere when he was injured. He would just find a place to stay alone quietly until the wound healed by itself or festered and rotted.

Guo Dong was struggling whether to charge Chen Ran money. Even if Chen Ran didn't pay him, he would lean on Chen Ran's shoulder at this time. He would bandage Chen Ran's wounds for free when Chen Ran was injured. The knife in Chen Ran's arms exuded a faint yin aura. Almost

immediately, Guo Dong put away the entanglement on his face, his eyes suddenly became cold, and he looked coldly at the knife that wanted to take advantage of the opportunity.