There Will Always Be Protagonists With Delusions of Starting a Harem

Chapter 41

As soon as Ye Zhizhou stepped across the Zhen Guo residence's threshold, Yan Mingyong had climbed the wall from the neighbouring palace.

Hearing the sound of door being pushed open Ye Zhizhou gathered his wet hair and called out, "Is that Changsun? The water is too hot, carry a bit of cold water in."

The footsteps paused at the door. There was a sound of the door closing, then footsteps walking over, going around the screen.

"Hm? Didn't I tell you to get cold water?" Ye Zhizhou turned, puzzled.

He was startled by the tall unfamiliar man who stood behind him and intuitively shrank back into the bathtub. He splashed the bathwater at the man and hardened his tone, "Who are you!"

Yan Mingyong wiped the water from his face then eyed Ye Zhizhou's face carefully, he also stole glances at the place under the water. He laughed, "Very good, Le'er couldn't even recognise me now."

Le'er? Except for his family members, only one person called him this... Ye Zhizhou was shocked. His eyes opened wide watching the beautiful man with his peerless grace, exquisite appearance and cold temperament.

"You... You're Mingyong?" Is this the gene mutation caused by puberty? This height is too tall.. and how did that gorgeous face grow up to look this cold-hearted?

"Le'er." Yan Mingyong bent over and caressed his cheeks, his fingers slowly trailed down his neck to his clavicle but stopped just before they touched the dangerous spots. "So you like to let people come in when you're bathing, hm?" His slender fingers lightly touched the protruding points.

Ye Zhizhou trembled, all the fine hairs from his neck to his back stood on its ends, he hurriedly grasped the other man's hands. He gazed deeply into Yan Mingyong's eyes with a sincere expression, "Mingyong, long time no see, I missed you so much!"

"Really." Yan Mingyong's tone and facial expression were quiet and almost flat, his mouth had a bit of a smile on. His slender fingers slowly retracted and gripped Ye Zhizhou's hands in turn, he continued to approach him, breathing right in his face. "Did you enjoy evading me all these four years...?"

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He's done for! Grown-up Yan Mingyong seemed more dangerous. He gulped and quietly shifted backwards.

Yan Mingyong's gaze suddenly deepened. He gripped his hand and dragged him from the water. One hand perched on the waist while the other released hand moved towards the bend of his legs, firmly holding him and carrying the naked Ye Zhizhou out of the water.

Ye Zhizhou's mind went blank. It's the princess carry! This is challenging the limits of embarrassment!

"Put me down!" He struggled hard, his hand pushed at Yan Mingyong's arm. He didn't think the slender looking man's arm would be packed with muscles — he was very strong and didn't budge from being pushed! Just what did this brat eat all these years? He really misses the sickly boy who he could spank at will!

"Behave a little." Yan Mingyong didn't care for Ye Zhizhou's struggles at all. His stretched-out hand across Ye Zhizhou's back could still pat his bottom. Yan Mingyong walked towards the door, "We marry tonight."

"No! I won't accept this!"

"Then, to the bridal room." Yan Mingyong was still such a good talker after he grew up.

"That's even more unacceptable!"

"Le'er." Yan Mingyong came to a stop. He looked down to him with a deep gaze that had a trace of frailty, "Do  you not like me anymore?"