Ch45 - (II). Why did you seduce me?

Rong Jun felt a stir of arousal, and his hands that was previously folded over his chest, loosened involuntarily. Under the man’s gaze, they slowly slid up to his shoulder, his fingers curling tightly.

“Do you even know what you’re doing right now?” Yan Chen’s voice was hoarse, his brows drawn together in a mix of frustration and discomfort.

Rong Jun pressed his lips together and stayed silent, hastily averting his gaze. His initial determination to provoke Yan Chen had evaporated, replaced by a fierce heat burning across his face.

He rolled away, wiggling as if to escape. “How about we just… go to sleep?”

But Yan Chen wasn’t about to let him go. He bent down, blocking Rong Jun’s path with his elbow, pressing most of his weight against him. “Don’t you think it’s too late to run now?”

“It’s… it’s not too late,” Rong Jun stammered.

“Whether it’s too late or not, that’s for me to decide.” Yan Chen leaned closer, his breath brushing Rong Jun’s nose as he whispered, “And I think…” he stared at Rong Jun sexily, trying to seduce him with his gaze, then he smirked. “It’s too late.”

“You… um… I…” Rong Jun’s words were cut off by Yan Chen, who cupped his face and lifted it gently, kissing him forcefully to stop him from talking.

Rong Jun barely thought to resist, his mind and vision blurred by the suffocating kiss, he became prey to the wolf looming over him.

Yan Chen struggled to suppress the storm inside him, breathing heavily. He cradled Rong Jun’s face, trying to remain gentle, yet he couldn’t resist sucking on his lips, entwining their tongues and biting Rong Jun’s lower lip, his voice rough with barely contained anger.

“Why did you seduce me in the first place?”

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“v…v zfzy’m.”

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Eventually, Rong Jun couldn’t take it anymore.

“Ugh… enough…” His lips were numb and hot, probably swollen from the intensity of the kiss.

“Isn’t this all your fault?” Rong Jun snapped, a sudden surge of anger fueling his aura. He bit the finger resting on his lip and glared fiercely. “Am I really that unattractive?!”

“So you’re blaming me for… not doing anything?” Yan Chen wasn’t sure whether to laugh or cry at himself for failing to see Rong Jun’s intentions.

“Why do you make it sound like I’m in a hurry?” Rong Jun scowled, his voice sharp, his face flushed with anger. “I’m not in a hurry at all!”

Yan Chen couldn’t help but chuckle. Why had he never noticed this adorably stubborn side of him before?

“Do you still think I can stay calm?” Yan Chen teased, pressing the bitten finger back into Rong Jun’s mouth, rubbing it gently along his tongue.

Rong Jun’s arrogance melted under the heat in Yan Chen’s eyes, though he tried to maintain a hint of pride, tilting his head to meet his gaze. “Of course not.”

“Shall we continue?”

Rong Jun froze, then looked down, his lips parting slightly, the words deliberately unclear to him. “Didn’t you say… it was too late…”

Yan Chen, of course, heard and understood perfectly.

He laughed softly, a quiet, joyful sound, and leaned in to kiss him, only to be stopped by Rong Jun’s hand in surprise.

Yan Chen frowned, staring intently, worried Rong Jun would change his mind.

“Qingqing?”

“You’ve kissed me so hard it hurts… don’t kiss me anymore.” Rong Jun muffled his words behind his hands, he averted his eyes, the shame creeping into him.

Yan Chen’s heart twisted, he pressed a soft kiss to the back of his hand. “Sorry… I’ll kiss you somewhere else.”

Rong Jun didn’t know how to respond, the only thing he could do was to cover his face with his hands.

It was fine as long as Yan Chen couldn’t see him!

But Yan Chen saw right through him, a sly glint in his eyes and an enigmatic smile playing on his lips.

His hands slid down to the hem of Rong Jun’s pajamas, his fingertips brushing roughly against the smooth skin of his waist.

Rong Jun’s body trembled at the contact, and Yan Chen slowly traced his hands along the small arch of his back.

“Mmm—” Rong Jun stiffened instantly, a soft moan escaping him, one he had never thought he would hear from his own mouth.

He stared at Yan Chen’s beaming smile, stunned, as his pajama bottoms were being pulled off and tossed aside. Soon, his underwear followed, revealing his most private parts for Yan Chen to see.

At that moment, a sudden thought struck Rong Jun.

Had he brought this situation upon himself?

No… it was all Qu Po’s fault! It was because of him that he is now in this situation.