Inferior pampering

Chapter 5

　　The frivolous voice was full of guard, and it was said to He Zhuo.

　　But He Zhuo couldn't open his mouth to answer at all.

　　He didn't dodge, didn't evade, and didn't move, allowing the two eyes to collide impressively, his eye sockets were hot and humid.

　　Ji Tingyu put down his cigarette, sized him up from head to toe, looked at his most seductive eyes for two seconds, and suddenly turned angry into a smile: "Hey, where did you come from, young master?" ah?"

　　With just this sentence, He Zhuo's tears fell instantly.

　　He wept silently, his ears were filled with his own beating heartbeat, everything in front of him was suddenly blurred, the sunset, snow-capped mountains and bonfires all became the background board, and only Ji Tingyu was the only clear focus.

　　He wears a dusk filter, like a drunken star.

　　He Zhuo looked at him almost greedily, at his slender fingers, narrow waist and hips, his upturned buttocks riding on the black leather seat, and that flamboyant face that he had only seen once in his previous life...

　　His heart almost stopped beating, and his mouth and nose seemed to be covered tightly with sheets of soaked paper. Even if he breathed desperately, he couldn't grab a trace of oxygen.

　　Just when the lungs were about to expand and explode, the paper covering his face was suddenly lifted off! Huge gusts of air rushed into his nose like crazy - this is the only feeling left in He Zhuo's body at the moment he saw Ji Tingyu: as if he was born again.

　　The frozen time flowed again, and there were snowflakes and raindrops falling from the sky, covering the eyelashes of the two with snow curtains.

　　Ji Tingyu looked suspiciously at this strange alpha who was crying towards him——a dress that was incompatible with this place, as if he had come from afar from another world, with a handsome face that was so indifferent to freezing point, but looked so sad So desperate, the whole person was enveloped by a strong sense of fate.

　　For some reason, Ji Tingyu felt that his heart was also being pulled, and he felt a little sore.

　　The snow on his eyelashes melted into water, and the eyes looking at He Zhuo turned into a cloudy lake in the drizzle.

　　And He Zhuo thought that all his beliefs in this life grew out of those eyes.

　　"Do I remind you of someone? You look sad."

　　"I... am looking for my lover."

　　"He's gone? You can give me the photo, and I'll get someone to pay attention to you." Ji Tingyu lowered his head and took out his phone.

　　"I think I've found him..."

　　He Zhuo grabbed his hand, his eyes were soaked with an almost crazy attachment.

　　The author has something to say:

　　Yu: Do you know how cheesy your strike-up is!

　　He: Sorry, I haven't rehearsed this scene in my head.

　　Yu: Why?

　　He: Because you never want to come into my dreams.

Chapter 3 The Eyes of the Prey

　　Ji Tingyu was stunned.

　　He swore that if anyone else had said that to him, he would have beaten that person in embarrassment.