Only then did Bo Yi realize that he and Mitian were so close they could almost feel each other's breath.
Even the playful grin on Mitian's face suddenly froze. He gazed at the beautiful face mere inches away. Even at this distance, he could see no flaws in that fair skin. Bo Yi's slightly cool breath brushed his face, and Mitian's ruby-red eyes darkened.
He slowly narrowed his eyes, unable to stop himself from leaning a little closer to Bo Yi. Amid the rustle of fabric, he slowly raised a hand and caressed Bo Yi's cool face.
His cold fingers slowly stroked Bo Yi's soft cheek, bringing a faint tickle, like a feather gently teasing his heart.
It did not tickle much, but it was impossible to ignore.
Bo Yi lowered his eyes, glanced at that restless hand, then looked away again. He said nothing.
-He had not rejected this degree of contact.
Mitian instantly caught the signal in Bo Yi's actions, and the corners of his mouth curled up.
In that case... Mr. Evil God immediately decided to boldly press his advantage, leaning farther forward. As the distance between them shrank, even the air around them seemed to thicken, their breaths mingling.
The noise outside the Laboratory began to fade, while a thick, intimate atmosphere slowly spread within.
"Thump..."
"Thump..."
For a moment, the only sound in the room was Bo Yi's somewhat unsteady heartbeat. Bo Yi did not know what had come over him. Perhaps those red eyes had bewitched him. Faced with the other man's boldly invasive approach, he could not muster the slightest desire to pull away.
Just as he was about to slowly close his eyes, a crisply articulated voice suddenly cut in:
"Ding-"
"Your specially followed account, 'News Flash,' has posted an update!"
"Now