The Protagonist Just Wants to Fall in Love [MTL]

Chapter 202 Seduction

The lights in the bedroom were turned off. Huo Yanxi lay on the bed with his eyes half closed. The heat on his earlobes was still spreading. He looked at the ceiling, somewhat relaxed, and his eyes slowly closed.

　　——"I just want you."

　　A warm body wrapped around me from behind, leaving hot breath on my ears, and his voice was a little hoarse and low.

　　His existence is like a gorgeous flower blooming in the snowy winter, bright and brilliant.

　　With a "bang", Huo Yanxi's wrist was pressed against the door. Everything in front of him was blurry. The hand holding his wrist seemed to be hot. There was a circle of gauze wrapped around it, with a sense of beauty after being tortured.

　　The familiar bathroom and the familiar voice behind him made Huo Yanxi instinctively tense up.

　　The warm breath pressed against the gland, and he heard someone behind him say, "Your pheromones...are coming out."

　　"Buttons, can you unbutton them?"

"How far have you understood it...Brother Huo?"

　　"You have to make it up to me - you can do that, right?"

　　A dangerous atmosphere lingered, the voice came and went, revealing a charming aura that tempted people to get closer. The shadow covered most of the face of the person behind him, leaving only the jaw line clear. The thin red lips were raised as if smiling, and the gauze-wrapped hand held his wrist, instantly pulling Huo Yanxi back to the night of the auction.

　　Then, the face of the person behind him became clear. His cold white cheeks were flushed, his eyes were moist, and he looked very emotional.

　　The surroundings were so quiet that Huo Yanxi could only hear Wen Yao's voice and breathing. It was like being stared at by a wolf with green eyes, making people tremble involuntarily.

　　Alphas are born leaders and do not like to be controlled or passive.

　　"Wen Yao..." Huo Yanxi gritted his teeth, "Let go."

　　"You're still saying one thing and thinking another... You're expecting something to happen, right? Huh?"

　　The glands became increasingly hot, and as the dream progressed further, the person in the bedroom suddenly opened his eyes, staring at the ceiling with disordered breathing, his dark eyes gloomy.

　　In the silent room, the only sound was his breathing.

　　He raised his hand and pressed the back of his neck. The air was filled with a strong and cold smell of pheromones, and his glands were faintly surging with a restless breath.

　　He sat up from the bed, his back covered in sweat. The heat in his earlobes before going to bed showed no sign of going away, and instead, they were even hotter when he woke up.

　　Late at night, the light in the bathroom was on, the sound of water was heard, the windows in the room were opened for ventilation, and the curtains fluttered in the wind.

　　The next morning, it was cloudy outside the window, but the air was a little stuffy. Wen Yao was wearing a black vest, and the muscles on his arms were tight. He casually took out a pair of overalls from the closet and put them on, then yawned and went into the bathroom.

　　When he went out, Huo Yanxi was no longer at home.

　　After breakfast, Wen Yao went to the study. He opened the curtains, sat in front of the window, and looked at the painting he had not finished last night. He took out a box of cigarettes from his pocket and poured out a cigarette.