Meanwhile, Bo Lin walked ahead. Once he rounded a corner and Xie Zhiwei and his companion were out of sight, he stopped.
"Does it hurt that much?" Hua Jian asked with concern. "Let me take you to the hospital."
Facing him, Bo Lin spoke with a barely perceptible trace of embarrassment. "When you're around other people, could you stop letting your mind wander? Especially to what we do in bed."
Hua Jian frowned, puzzled. "Letting my mind wander?"
The tips of Bo Lin's ears were red, but his expression remained composed. "Yes. Things like what you do to me in bed, whether it hurts me, what we've done together. Don't think about those things around anyone other than me."
Hua Jian nodded thoughtfully.
Then Bo Lin heard Hua Jian's thoughts: [Bo Lin is so possessive of me. He really loves me!]
Bo Lin's breath caught, and he turned to leave.
"Hey, Bo Lin, I promise I won't let my mind wander. Don't be mad."
His voice was cautious.
Bo Lin sighed and stopped again.
He must have owed Hua Jian something in a past life.
He liked Hua Jian's confidence and spirit.
He didn't like seeing Hua Jian so meek.
Especially when that meekness stemmed from what had happened that night.
Hua Jian moved around in front of him, his gaze tentative.
This corridor was the only route from the Western restaurant to the restroom, and plenty of people passed through.
Seeing two men who looked like celebrities standing together, the passersby instinctively stole a few extra glances.
Bo Lin paid no attention to their curious or admiring looks.
He leaned in and pressed a soft kiss to Hua Jian's lips.
Hua Jian's eyes flickered. Before he could think any further, Bo Lin pulled away.
His beautiful eyes filled with