A Beta Who Was Courted Crazily for Love (Translated)

Chapter 67

Chapter 67

Yang An was still in a daze, completely stunned. For a moment, he doubted whether his ears were malfunctioning.

The air seemed to suddenly thin out, warm breath touching his neck, with wisps of hair brushing against him, causing an almost imperceptible itch, mingling with the faint scent of mint tea.

"Xiao An..." Another call came with boundless affection.

The kiss, which wasn't quite a kiss, landed precisely on Yang An's mouth corner, carrying a bit of softness and warmth.

Yang An was frozen, unable to move. After a long time, he dazedly touched the corner of his mouth, stumbling back a few steps, his eyes wide with astonishment.

Yu Qingyan wasn't surprised by Yang An's reaction. His gaze dimmed a little as he tightened his grip on Beta's hand, pulling him closer. He gently said, "Xiao An, be careful of the locker behind you."

Yang An didn't notice, leaning forward slightly, closing the distance between them once again.

He blinked, took a deep breath, and slowly spoke, "Let me make one thing clear... I don't accept anyone just because they want to have a child with me."

"I only accept someone if I want to be with them," he corrected seriously, "And Yin Hangruru didn't say he wanted to have a child with me. He wants to because he likes children and families."

Yang An added, "It has nothing to do with me."

Yu Qingyan: ...

He sighed helplessly, sounding a bit defeated, gently placing Yang An's hand on his cheek, his gaze lowered, his voice slightly muffled, "Xiao An, is it really necessary to focus on such irrelevant things right now..."

He raised his eyes, "Or are you avoiding my topic?"

That one sentence completely shattered the somewhat calm atmosphere.

"Avoiding... is also normal, I suppose." Yang An had a complex expression, slowly exhaling, his calm demeanor gone.

He felt a bit frantic, running his hand through his hair, his mood subtly and strangely off.

Surprised? Maybe, but probably because he had already experienced something similar in "Simulation Ball," encountering even crazier and more boundary-pushing situations, he felt oddly adept at handling it.

But to say he was calm...No way???

Ahhhhh, the prophecy came true!!! Yang An internally wailed, trying to maintain composure but feeling quite frustrated for a moment.

Damn, where did the promise of lifelong friendship go?! He felt deceived.

"Qingyan, please let go first." Yang An pursed his lips, the delicate sensation on his fingertips feeling inexplicably hot. He felt extremely uncomfortable and just wanted to pull his hand away.

"Can you give me an answer first?" Yu Qingyan's eyes were full of affection as he gently asked.

"This is complicated; we need a proper setting to discuss this..." Yang An explained patiently, his gaze falling on their clasped hands, nerves twitching. What is this?

This illusion of returning to "Simulation Ball"...

Buzz—his wrist communicator vibrated.

Yang An didn't know who was calling, but Yu Qingyan's eyes had already captured the screen's content. He lowered his lashes, giving a brief smile, and said softly, "Xiao An, it's Yin Hangruru calling you..."

"What does he want at this hour?" The last part of his sentence was spoken softly, his smile fading, growing more anxious.

Yang An: ... Who knows?