[How could those words come out of your mouth?]
[-What happened to being noble, aloof, and bloodthirsty? Did all that go to the dogs?]
Although Shen Yangge had accepted that he liked Chu Xuanzhen, that did not mean he could overcome all his old hang-ups as a straight man in such a short time.
If it meant turning back into a normal person, he could accept a few kisses. But this damn pervert wanted to kiss him every single day, and for a whole hour at a time.
Shen Yangge wilted. He hemmed and hawed for ages. "N-no."
The moment he answered, he felt the cold radiating from Chu Xuanzhen grow even more sinister. It was a chill that seeped into his very marrow.
If his mind really had been that of a five- or six-year-old child, he thought he would have been crying and screaming, "Daddy, don't kill me!"
"Hmm?" Chu Xuanzhen said.
His voice dipped into a low rasp at the end, clearly displeased, but he was still willing to give him another chance to rephrase his answer.
"You don't have to agree. Come here."
Finally hearing him relent, Shen Yangge approached cautiously. His feet felt uncomfortable against the icy floor. Since he had shrunk, his feet had grown smaller too, and his boots were too big. He was barefoot now, with nothing on his feet.
The instant Shen Yangge approached, he felt his feet leave the ground as someone lifted him into the air. Before he could recover, Chu Xuanzhen had settled him in his arms. His other hand stroked Shen Yangge's white-radish-like foot, toying with it.
He even gave it an occasional squeeze, seemingly casually.
Shen Yangge's body stiffened, his head resting in the crook of Chu Xuanzhen's arm. Chu Xuanzhen's sleeve brushed against his two