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

Chapter 41: It's very comfortable to be served

"What are you going to do?" Lin Yuxing's expression finally couldn't hide his panic. He had a soft temper to begin with. Unlike the original owner who was indulgent and forced to act small, he was just like a proud kitten whose hair was blown.

Strong on the outside but dry on the inside.

Now being forced to retreat to the sofa, I was completely panicked.

"Didn't I say that?" Lin Peizhi raised his eyelids calmly, "Help you change clothes."

His voice contained no emotion, and every word rang in Lin Yuxing's ears. The man half-bowed, a strong arm supported behind him, and his dark eyes looked level with him.

The tips of Lin Yuxing's ears were level with his arms, and her whole body was enclosed in his arms. Her breath was filled with the pleasant cold fragrance of his body, mature and steady.

This gave him a strong feeling of being invaded.

He was forced to raise his head and look at Lin Peizhi, his butterfly-wing eyelashes trembling, "I can just change it myself."

The young man's attitude softened obviously, and even his voice trembled. Lin Peizhi chuckled with unknown meaning. Only when he was afraid did he know how to give in?

It's a pity that he is not the one who loves him in the Lin family.

If he doesn't take action, he will definitely learn a lesson.

"Okay, you can change it in front of me."

Lin Yuxing's cheeks turned red, and his eyes were moist with shame, "What are you talking about?"

Thin white fingers pressed against his chest and pushed away randomly, accidentally grazing Lin Peizhi's Adam's apple.

The man's Adam's apple was clear, and the soft touch was fleeting, making him unable to help but move his Adam's apple slightly, and his eyes fell on the young man's thin white fingers.

Lin Yuxing didn't notice the man's hidden gaze, which was like ink droplets splashed on white paper, slowly smearing and turning into a frighteningly rich pure black.

Lin Peizhi easily grabbed his wrist. The young man's wrist bones were thin and clear, and his skin was too fair. The blood vessels under the skin could be clearly seen, which easily made people feel a desire for sadism.

I want to see different marks on his delicate skin.

Lin Peizhi lowered his eyes and took off his tie with one hand. His finger bones were clearly defined, and his collar, which had always been neatly buttoned to the top of his abstinence, was slightly messy, looking indescribably sexy.

"Are you afraid now? It's useless."

He pressed Lin Yuxing, his voice was slightly hoarse, and tied the young man's wrists with a tie with one hand.

As a young master from a top wealthy family, Lin Peizhi had been kidnapped before. Later, after I came back, I deliberately learned a few tricks. The techniques for tying people up were very unique, making it impossible for Lin Yuxing to break free without hurting him.

This saves the delicate young master from shouting directly.

But even so, there was still a layer of shallow marks left on the young man's white wrists. Lin Peizhi paused for breath, why would someone have such delicate skin?