Bo Lin's Adam's apple bobbed almost imperceptibly. He opened his mouth, but for a moment, no sound came out.
"Bo Lin?"
Hua Jian shrank back slightly, his muscles tensing even more, their deep contours growing more pronounced.
He took a soft, ragged breath and said, "I've been working out properly lately. Don't my abs look better than last time? Hmm?"
Bo Lin watched him in silence through half-lidded eyes, his gaze dark and unfathomable.
Hua Jian gritted his teeth and leaned a little closer. "Bo Lin, you said you were going to punish me."
At the word "punish," Bo Lin slowly lifted his eyelids to look at him.
Hua Jian's heart trembled. They were so close now that he could kiss Bo Lin with the slightest shift.
But he didn't dare move recklessly.
Bo Lin's attitude was strange. He seemed angry, but not quite.
"Bo Lin, say something."
Unable to bear it, Hua Jian's breath seemed to catch fire. It brushed against Bo Lin's lips, as though setting him alight too.
Bo Lin's dark eyes stayed fixed on Hua Jian, who nearly lost himself in them.
He leaned closer and closer...
A little farther, just a little farther, and he could kiss him...
Just before their lips touched, Bo Lin suddenly spoke. "..."
Hua Jian stopped abruptly...
"...
Bo Lin felt like a Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtle.
Hua Jian, the delectable treat he had coveted for so long and wanted to devour in one bite, was humbly offering himself up for Bo Lin to do with as he pleased, inviting him to have a taste.
And somehow, he could still hold back.
His eyes snapped open, his fists clenched tight from the effort of restraining himself.
Even his eyes had turned bloodshot.
"You don't want me