The Protagonist Just Wants to Fall in Love [MTL]

Chapter 185: Abducted

——I have never considered you as my brother.

　　This simple sentence made Iverley stop moving suddenly.

　　The warm red liquid in the bathtub wrapped around his body, swaying with the waves, and exuding bursts of aphrodisiac fragrance. The light in his field of vision flickered, and Los Xiu's face became hazy under the thin mist.

　　His hair fell on his face and shoulders. He lay in the bathtub, his bony hands clasped on the edge of the tub. The bathtub made his cold, pale skin look abstinent and cold. The back of his hands were covered with water, dripping onto the ground.

　　This seems to be an extremely decadent oil painting, with thick ink and heavy colors. The person in the painting has the noble temperament unique to aristocrats, messy yet gorgeous, which makes people want to reach out and touch him.

"What did you say?" Ivry asked this question in a low and slow voice.

　　Los Xiu got a moment to breathe, took a deep breath of fresh air, his chest rising and falling violently, "I said... I never considered you a brother, Iverley."

　　"You said before..." Ivry's voice stopped abruptly.

　　Yes, Los Xiu never said that he regarded him as a brother. Everything was just his self-righteousness. He thought that Los Xiu also regarded him as a good brother who depended on each other. He thought that the time they spent together was a special existence in each other's memories.

　　"You said that kind of thing... is normal between brothers." Iverley realized that he had been deceived.

　　"Brother..." Los Xiu laughed, "Iverley, you are so naive."

　　He raised his slender neck and looked at the ceiling, his long silver hair falling into the water. Whether static or dynamic, every move was exquisite and beautiful that was captivating. He tilted his head, his silver-gray eyes were indifferent and childish.

　　It has come to this, do you still want to be brothers?

　　He doesn't allow it.

　　He opened his mouth to say something, but Iverley pressed his chin fiercely and kissed him.

　　Although Iverley's brotherly love for him had deteriorated now, he once truly wanted to love and care for his beautiful brother, and even felt guilty for having had inappropriate thoughts about him many times.

　　At this point, there's no point saying anything.

　　"You deceived me..." Iverley whispered.

　　Los Xiu's pupils shrank for a moment, and his hands that were loosely resting on the edge of the bathtub suddenly clenched and he bit his lower lip. Ivry looked angry, and his tone was like that of a man who was heartbroken and vicious. Los Xiu couldn't utter a complete sentence.

　　"How could you... do this to me?" Iverley said.

　　"You played with my feelings."

　　"Your Highness... Your Highness Losxiu..."

　　Iverley called his name in his ear, and Losxiu held Iverley's neck with one hand, "I... didn't..."

　　No playing around.

　　He was kissed on the lips before he could finish his words. It seemed as if Iverley did this deliberately, not giving him a chance to explain, using this as an excuse to "punish" him.

　　The tips of their tongues entangled together.

　　"Iverley, would you do this with...your brother?" Losxiu hooked his neck, "Don't...deceive yourself anymore."