The Protagonist Just Wants to Fall in Love [MTL]

Chapter 170: A Beautiful Girl in a Golden House

Lan Sui was stunned for a moment.

　　Yi Chenye looked at him, curled up his hanging hands, clenched them into fists, and sweat appeared on his face. His heartbeat was beating slowly against his chest, and each beat was heavy.

　　"Falling in love?" Lan Sui repeated.

　　Aren't they talking?

　　Lan Sui raised his eyebrows slightly. He had always regarded Yi Chenye's previous actions as a little fun - but it seemed that Yi Chenye had different ideas. He turned around and looked at him, "How do you want to talk?"

　　Yi Chenye: "..."

　　He was questioned by Lan Sui.

　　In Lan Sui's opinion, love is all about the things they do. Even if they don't say it out loud, they can still feel the love.

　　He thought that Yi Chenye was taking advantage of his hand injury to play some tricks.

　　It turned out that he had misunderstood.

　　But... Lan Sui raised the corner of his lips and looked at Yi Chenye, who was looking at him with his lips straight, revealing a hint of nervousness that was barely noticeable - a bit cute.

　　This is a difficult situation... In this case, there is no way to let him go easily.

　　"Do you want to kiss me, hug me, go to bed with me, play with me, or..." Before Lan Sui finished his words, Yi Chenye already understood what he meant.

　　"I like you." He said, "I like you... I can tell the difference."

　　Is it just flirting, or is it that I am attracted to him?

　　He can tell the difference.

　　Lan Sui's attitude has always been that he would stay by his side and prepare everything for him. Before, Yi Chenye didn't care whether he was there or not, but later, Yi Chenye never thought about whether he would leave.

　　The scene of Lan Sui falling into the sea on the cruise ship that day often appeared in his dreams.

　　When Lan Sui didn't know, he often woke up from his dream in the middle of the night, and then passed through the door in the mirror, came to Lan Sui's room, stood beside Lan Sui's bed, looked at his sleeping face, and stayed there for most of the night.

　　Yi Chenye knew his sleeping habits at night. Lan Sui would be very peaceful when he fell asleep, rarely turning over, and his breathing was shallow. Occasionally, he would touch his broken hand once or twice and his brows would frown.

　　His butler looked stronger than most men, but his body was still so fragile.

　　Lan Sui didn't know that he had a label of "fragile" in Yi Chenye's eyes.

　　The snow was still falling outside the window, the lights in the room were bright, and Lan Sui's hair, blown dry, fell at the corners of her eyes.

　　"Okay," he said.

　　Yi Chenye didn't react to the meaning of his "good". The next second, he was greeted with a passionate kiss. Lan Sui put his slender fingers on the back of his neck, held the back of his head, pressed against his lips, bit his lower lip, biting and twisting. The kiss was filled with unstoppable momentum, tearing through the gentle surface and no longer persuading him.

　　Yi Chenye couldn't swallow in time, and his mouth was filled with the breath of Lan Sui's lips and teeth. This kiss was very aggressive, and Yi Chenye still remembered that his injured hand could not be touched.