It was no exaggeration to say that Pei Song'an had scared Li Shu so badly he had nearly ruined his pajama pants and sheets.
Even being chased by ghosts in his dreams wasn't as terrifying as opening his eyes to find Pei Song'an covering his mouth.
Haha, great, really. Just a little not great.
Li Shu already tended to toss and turn in his sleep, and right now, he was a complete mess from head to toe. Who knew what difficult moves he had secretly pulled off while asleep? Two buttons at his collar had come undone, and his lovely collarbones and a stretch of pale arm were swaying right in front of Pei Song'an's eyes.
The man's hand pressed indentations into his soft cheeks, while a knee planted on the bed pushed Li Shu's legs apart. In such an intimate position, he looked ready to do something out of line at any moment.
"Baby."
The man's hot breath washed over him, carrying a hint of desire-laden huskiness.
Once Li Shu came to his senses, he thrashed his legs in anger, trying to kick him. Pei Song'an pinned him down with his own leg, but Li Shu struggled so fiercely that, though he didn't accomplish much, his movements kept brushing against Pei Song'an's inner thigh.
That unintentional, secret intimacy seemed more like a poorly concealed attempt at seduction.
Unable to stand Li Shu's teasing, Pei Song'an pinned him down harder and warned,
"Don't move."
Li Shu: "?"
Huh?
Seriously, man? You sneak up to someone's bedside in the middle of the night, and you still have the nerve to stand there running your mouth?
Li Shu twisted his head away, escaping the large hand over his mouth. "What do you mean, don't move? Pei Song'an, you scared me to death,