The Protagonist Just Wants to Fall in Love [MTL]

Chapter 43 [WORLD 2 END]

Chapter 43 Ring

"What are you talking about?" Yu Fengyue walked to Ning Yi, took the water cup from his hand, and put his coat in his hand.

　　Ning Yi put on his coat, zipping it up only halfway, and said, "You."

　　Yu Fengyue: "What?"

　　"Let's talk about you." He said with a smile, "Want to hear the details?"

　　"...It's up to you. It's okay for me to listen to what you want to say." Yu Fengyue said nonchalantly.

　　"Oh..." he said, "Then let's not talk about it. You don't seem very interested. It's really cold. Let's go in."

　　He turned and walked in. When he passed by Yu Fengyue, Yu Fengyue grabbed his wrist and said, "Go ahead."

　　"Hmm?" He tilted his head. The close distance allowed him to clearly see a hint of red on Yu Fengyue's cheek. Her delicate skin looked so smooth that one would want to lean over and give her a kiss.

　　Ning Yi leaned closer to him, his voice unconsciously becoming a little hoarse, "What did you say?"

　　Yu Fengyue turned his head. The distance between them was only a fist wide. He licked his dry lips and said, "Go ahead. I want to hear it."

　　"Ah..." Ning Yi said lightly, "I told her..."

Before he finished speaking, she raised her chin, leaned forward, and kissed him on the lips, "I didn't say anything. I was just lying to you."

　　He walked in with a smile. If he stayed any longer, he would want to take advantage of everything.

　　There's nothing I can do about it, he's just too cute.

　　Every move, every word, every sentence seemed to be tempting to him, making his heart warm and soft.

　　I like it very much.

　　Yu Fengyue pursed her lips.

　　fraud.

　　He licked his lower lip with the tip of his tongue. His face was still hot from the wind.

　　The sky gradually darkened. After the excitement, the guests in the villa left one after another. Sun Gangyang drank the most, even though he had a low alcohol tolerance. He was supported by his two companions as they walked out.

　　The mess left behind was waiting for Ning Yi and Yu Fengyue to clean up.

　　Late at night, the two people who had been busy all day took turns going to the bathroom to wash up. Ning Yi came out of the shower, holding a pair of nail clippers, pulled over a stool and sat down beside the bed.

　　The room was lit with warm lights. Yu Fengyue had already laid down on the bed, lying on his side facing Ning Yi, with his eyelids covering his pupils. His raven-black eyelashes looked beautiful against his cold white skin. The warm light shining on his face made it softer. He was breathing shallowly and had one hand resting outside the quilt.

　　Ning Yi pulled his hand, but he just trembled his eyelashes without opening his eyes.

　　Ning Yi had a beige towel draped around his neck. Although his hair was no longer dripping with water, it was still wet. He lowered his head, and his eyebrows and eyes showed gentleness.

　　The sound of "click, click" was heard in the bedroom.

　　Ning Yi was cutting Yu Fengyue's nails.

　　Yu Fengyue's fingers were slender, with distinct joints and some tiny scars on them, but they did not destroy his beauty. His fingertips felt a little cold, and his fingertips were quickly trimmed into round shapes by Ning Yi.