The boy standing outside the cage felt his ears burning from the languid yet alluring look on the other side.
Huo Yuzhou has such a striking contrast in personality.
With handsome brows and aloof eyes, he exuded an air of refined elegance and impeccable attire.
But then he unbuttoned his shirt.
A pair of long legs crossed, the well-made suit trousers outlining the powerful curves of the leg muscles, exuding a strong sense of strength.
The roses that stretched out on her chest draped diagonally, their rich red color seeming to kiss her fair, jade-like collarbone.
She was both noble and unrestrained, making it impossible to look away.
Nan Qing felt spineless. He clutched the baseball bat hidden behind his back, unsure whether to take it out or throw it away.
So she could only clench her fists tightly, enduring the burning heat on her cheeks, and gaze at the man inside through the cage entwined with thorns and roses.
How could I not save you?
"On the way here, I even imagined myself being expelled from the entertainment industry because of my bad reputation for fighting."
" Huo Yuzhou, you should be grateful you're dating me. You couldn't find a handsome and loyal guy like me even with a lantern."
The man sitting on the black leather sofa looked at him, smiled, and nodded approvingly.
"Indeed, it's my honor."
Nan Qing raised his hand, his pale fingers exposed in the dim light. Before he could touch the chains, he heard that deep male voice sound again.
"Aren't you going to hesitate? It might be a trap."
Nan Qing's hands didn't stop moving. He took out a card hidden behind the chain, and his eyes crinkled as he glanced at the short English words on it.
With a "clatter," the dark black chain was thrown onto the floor.
Nan Qing pushed open the door and entered. Her slanted shadow fell to the floor in the lamplight, and her clear voice carried a hint of mockery.
"You want me to save you, and you want me to marry you."
"Or should I just kneel down on one knee and propose to you, Princess and the Pea?"
The next instant, the man's slender fingers clamped around his waist, the hot palm sliding down his white down jacket, the excessive heat transmitted to his hip bones through the thin cashmere sweater.
A strong force came, Nan Qing was caught off guard and pulled over, falling onto the man's lap.
The baseball bat clutched in his palm rolled away, tumbling into the shadows where no one noticed.
Nan Qing reached out and grabbed Huo Yuzhou's tie, tugging at it.
Huo Yuzhou looked up as he moved, his deep gaze falling on Huo Yuzhou's face, sweeping over it inch by inch as if it were tangible, his thin, crimson lips curving slightly.
"You knew the price was marrying me, so why did you still come in?"
The handsome boy sitting on his lap tugged at his tie, looked at him, and smiled.
"They conspired with the housekeeper to set me up. If I hadn't obediently crawled in, some men would have spent the night in this cold, lifeless cage, sitting there until tomorrow morning?"
Huo Yuzhou: "You feel sorry for me?"
Nan Qing thought for a moment, then nodded seriously.
The handsome man's phoenix eyes curved into a smile.
"So, Young Nan Qing, would you like to marry me?"
Nan Qing looked at him, "What if I refuse?"
"It's okay if they refuse. I have plenty of time and energy. I can propose with a different theme next time."
A strong gaze fell on his lips, Huo Yuzhou's voice was low and husky, carrying a hint of mockery.
"After all, it's only natural that a popular, handsome young man like Qingqing, with so many suitors, would be more cautious about marriage."
These were the words he spoke when he climbed into Huo Yuzhou's bed on the night of his last mission.
When his dark past was brought up, Nan Qing's ears started to burn again.
He pursed his lips, but before he could speak, a sudden feeling of weightlessness washed over him, and when he came to his senses, he was already placed on a black leather sofa.
He continued to hold Huo Yuzhou's tie.
The handsome and powerful man knelt on one knee, holding his fingertips, his pleasant voice carrying a hint of seduction.
"Don't refuse yet, Baby."
"I bought a really beautiful engagement ring, would you like to take a look?"
Nan Qing nodded solemnly, "I want to see it!"
Huo Yuzhou pulled out a velvet-colored royal blue brocade box. When he opened it, a huge, dazzling diamond was set in a platinum ring setting. Nan Qing estimated that it could completely cover his finger if worn.
"So big!"
Nan Qing exclaimed in surprise.
Huo Yuzhou glanced at him for a second, then snapped the brocade box shut and stuffed it into the pocket of his down jacket. He then used the same trick again to take out brocade box number 2 and open it once more.
This is a medium-sized sapphire with a pure and beautiful color that easily evokes the mysterious and deep ocean. Its teardrop shape is elegant and exquisite, emitting a soft glow in the dim room.
Nan Qing liked it at first sight, but only nodded insincerely.
"This is alright, but it's too flashy to wear every day."
Huo Yuzhou's lips curled up almost imperceptibly, as if afraid that he might change his mind, and he quickly took out the third gift box.
It's a plain ring with a simple design; apart from the QY on the inside, there are no other decorations.
Nan Qing glanced at Huo Yuzhou.
The man kneeling on one knee looked at him, his long, narrow eyes perfectly reflecting his image. The sharp features of his face were softened by the light and shadow, and even his powerful aura exuded a kind of impenetrable tenderness.
"When I was planning this proposal, I had so much to say to you, I even revised the script several times and memorized it. But the moment you appeared in front of me, all my words paled in comparison."
"Just like you appeared in my world like a wonderful accident, on that winding, endless, dusty mud road, or in the difficult and solitary first half of my life, you alone occupied all the colors."
"I think Huo Yuzhou was born to fall in love with his young master."
"I'm begging for your love, Baby."
"I pray that this handsome and loyal little boy will take pity on me and grant me the right to love you openly, allowing me to hold your hand legitimately."
"Allow me, within the bounds of the law, to stand proudly by your side as your lover."
Huo Yuzhou lowered his head and reverently kissed his fingertips.
Like countless lights going out, a night unknown to anyone.
The sleeping boy lowered his eyelashes, drifting into a deep sleep, a smile playing on his lips.
He stood in the pitch-black night like a pervert, his dark gaze sweeping over his beloved inch by inch.
The even breathing excited him; his brain was churning with boiling magma, filled with impulse and insatiable desire.
But he just watched quietly, then finally bent down and kissed his fingertips with utmost reverence.
Only deep within the heart do ten thousand butterflies flit by.