BL, MTL | The Squeamish Beauty is Mistaken for a Heartthrob

Chapter 8: Pretty little ghost

The squeamish beauty mistakenly becomes the heartthrob of Shura Field [Unlimited]
Author: Yu Youmian
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The Duke's Will (8)

　　In the dark and quiet equipment room, the young man squatted under the cold moonlight. The moonlight illuminated his panicked and helpless expression, surrounded by dark shadows, trying to swallow him up in half the darkness of the room.

　　The brightly extinguishing light and the beautiful young man seemed to be performing a forbidden and sacred sacrifice.

　　The sound of "ta-ta-ta-ta" footsteps sounded in the equipment room.

　　A long, warm hand touched the young man's soft and delicate waist. When he squatted down, the hem of his clothes had already been rubbed up, revealing a section of smooth, white and tender skin.

　　The soft touch made the man couldn't help but his eyes darkened, and his big hands moved down to support Lin Yuxing's buttocks.

　　The young man was still silent in fear, and the end of his eyes were a beautiful coral color. He was thin and light, and had almost no weight in a person's arms. Even his whimpers were soft and feeble, like a milk cat, and conveyed a strong sense of despair, which made people's hearts tremble.

　　"Be good, it's okay." The man patted his back gently and coaxed, "It's okay, I'm here."

　　As he said that, he wiped the tears from the corners of the young man's eyes.

　　But it couldn't comfort the frightened Lin Yuxing at all, and instead couldn't help but rub into his arms. Warm tears wet the clothes on his chest, sending a strange temperature.

　　The man looked thoughtfully at the person in his arms.

　　What kind of situation could make the duchess, who has always been noble and vain, so afraid of darkness and confined spaces?

　　Seeing that Lin Yuxing was about to burst into tears, the man had to put his hands on his cheeks and half forcefully lift his face.

　　"Madam, please wake up."

　　But he didn't want to raise his head so that he could see the bright color in the young man's eyes more clearly, and the flesh on the snowy cheeks was pressed in, leaving a thin mark.

　　Coupled with his wet eyes, he looked like he was being bullied.

　　And now he was pinching someone's face.

　　He pinched the young man's fingertips and couldn't help but exert force.

　　Lin Yuxing remained silent, her beautiful eyelashes drooped after being wetted, and then her eyes gradually focused.

　　What came into view was a familiar handsome face.

　　The gray-blue eyes were like the boundless ocean. The man had handsome features. He raised his thin eyelids to look at him.

　　"Mr. Swinburne, why are you here?" He came back to his senses, realized that he was in the other person's arms, and quickly exited with a blushing face.

　　The young man's eyes were wet and he backed away in a panic, not noticing the row of shelves behind him.

　　The shelf was shaken by the impact. Lin Yuxing didn't stand firm and fell backwards following the shelf.

　　There was obvious panic in his eyes, and he almost subconsciously covered his stomach with his hands, his little face pale.

　　The child in his belly!