Chapter 65 Teasing

His chest was pressed against the back of the sofa, and Jiang Yanyu's heartbeat was transmitted to Luo Qinglin's shoulder blades through the fabric.

The warm breath hit Luo Qinglin's earlobe, and the earlobe began to turn red and became hot with the breath.

Jiang Yanyu put the tip of his nose close to Luo Qinglin's right neck, sniffed deeply against his cold skin, "Mr. Luo has a refreshing scent."

The heat spread from the earlobe to the right neck, like a burning fire. The numbness and itchiness spread from the side of his neck to the top of his head. Every time Jiang Yanyu took a breath, it felt like a feather was tickling him.

Luo Qinglin moved his body to the left, trying to avoid the itch, but Jiang Yanyu stayed close to him and also moved to the left.

"Don't hide," Jiang Yanyu deliberately asked, "Aren't you a straight man? What are you afraid of?"

"Let go," Luo Qinglin said, "I'm hungry and want to eat dinner."

Jiang Yanyu used his right hand to hold the thin ankle tightly and said, "But I'm not hungry, and I don't want to eat salad."

The heat poured back from top to bottom, reaching the ankles.

Luo Qinglin bit his lower lip and buried his head in the back of the sofa, trying his best to control his breathing so that Jiang Yanyu would not hear it.

"Luo Qinglin, guess what I want to eat?" Jiang Yanyu asked.

Luo Qinglin didn't dare to say anything and pretended not to hear the question.

Seeing that he avoided the question, Jiang Yanyu chuckled, loosened his right hand, covered his Achilles tendon with his palm, and slowly slid upwards.

"What are you doing?!" With his right leg temporarily free, Luo Qinglin immediately began to struggle.

Jiang Yanyu let out a light click of his tongue and pressed his right knee down on Luo Qinglin's right calf, completely restraining him.

"I'm eating my dinner," Jiang Yanyu replied, "Mr. Luo can't let me go to bed hungry."

The person in his arms finally couldn't move. Jiang Yanyu continued to move his right palm, sliding upwards until it reached the knee.

Jiang Yanyu tapped lightly on the knee with the tip of his index finger, and the force of the tapping became stronger and stronger.

After a few knocks, as if it was not enough, Jiang Yanyu pinched the skin at the knee pit with his thumb and index finger, gently twisting it again and again.

"Enough..." There was no pain in the pit of his knee, but Luo Qinglin felt uneasy.

"not enough."

As soon as he finished speaking, Jiang Yanyu clenched his two fingers tightly, pinching the skin between his fingers.

Sharp pain and itchiness surged up at the same time, Luo Qinglin couldn't help but scream, and raised his voice and said: "Enough! Let me go!"

"Jiang Yanyu, don't go too far!"

Luo Qinglin's tone was serious, as if he was really angry.

Jiang Yanyu was stunned for a moment, and asked tentatively in a low voice: "Are you angry?"

"If you let go now, I won't be angry." Luo Qinglin replied.

"Okay." Jiang Yanyu agreed reluctantly, loosening his hands but keeping his knees on Luo Qinglin's legs.

After waiting for several seconds without any movement, Luo Qinglin reminded: "Your knee."

Jiang Yanyu remained motionless and said confidently, "You only asked me to let you go, but you didn't ask me to put my legs away. I did it, so you can't be angry."

Luo Qinglin sighed and said, "Loosen your legs too."

"I just agreed to your request. Now you have to agree to one of my requests too." Jiang Yanyu said.

This scoundrel! Luo Qinglin cursed in his heart while patiently asking, "What's your request?"

"If you call me Brother Yanyu, I will loosen my legs." Jiang Yanyu said with a sly smile.

Luo Qinglin immediately spoke, without any emotion, and said: "Brother Yanyu."

"No, you are not allowed to use that tone." Jiang Yanyu said dissatisfiedly.

The vixen was playing tricks again, and Luo Qinglin protested: "I've already called you, you can't break your word."

Jiang Yanyu touched Luo Qinglin's Adam's apple, covered his throat with his large palm, and threatened: "Say it again, or I will continue."

The temperature of the palm of his hand seemed very high, and Luo Qinglin felt as if his entire neck was burning. He subconsciously wanted to swallow his saliva, but was afraid that Jiang Yanyu would feel his embarrassment.

Luo Qinglin pursed his lips and remained silent for a moment before he whispered, "Yanyu, brother..."

The breathing sound in my ears suddenly became heavier, and the shame accumulated more and more along with the hot air hitting my ears, rushing to the top of my head.

The heat on his cheeks was off the charts. Even without looking in the mirror, Luo Qinglin knew that his face must be red.

"Can you please get up?" Luo Qinglin muttered in a lower voice, "I clearly called out to you."

Jiang Yanyu sighed, took Luo Qinglin's hand, turned over with him, sat on the sofa, and hugged each other face to face.

"What are you going to do now?" Luo Qinglin asked.

"practise."

Covering Luo Qinglin's hair with his hands, Jiang Yanyu asked calmly, "Why did you deliberately provoke me?"

The mint scent flowed into his respiratory tract, the familiar embrace made him feel at ease, and Luo Qinglin's panicked heartbeat finally slowed down.

"Don't put the blame on someone else," Luo Qinglin retorted, "It was you who teased me first."

After a long silence, Luo Qinglin whispered again: "You always tease me..."

"Do you think I'm teasing you?" Jiang Yanyu asked back.

"Isn't it?"

Luo Qinglin felt annoyed when he thought about the new toiletries being quietly replaced in the bathroom and the spotless cleaning of the house.

Every time he was moved, he would be interrupted by Jiang Yanyu's frivolous words and come to an abrupt end, not even lasting for a minute.

Luo Qinglin became even more jealous when he thought about Jiang Yanyu joking with his ex like this.

Luo Qinglin became angrier and angrier as he thought about it, and asked, "Why do you always tell frivolous jokes? Do you like this?"

The hand around his waist suddenly tightened, causing Luo Qinglin some pain, and his chest pressed tightly against Jiang Yanyu's clothes.

"I just don't want you to think I'm boring," Jiang Yanyu whispered, "I'm afraid... you think I'm not as interesting as others."

Luo Qinglin never thought that Jiang Yanyu always teased him for this reason.

The words "I don't like you like this" were stuck in his throat, and Luo Qinglin was glad that he didn't speak impulsively just now.

Luo Qinglin softened his voice and advised: "You don't have to do this on purpose. I don't find others interesting."

"Si Moyu, do you think he is interesting or I am interesting?" Jiang Yanyu asked.

Unexpectedly, Jiang Yanyu would mind that child so much. Luo Qinglin sighed and pretended to be stupid and said, "Who is Si Moyu? I forgot."

Afraid that this sentence was not enough to comfort Jiang Yanyu, Luo Qinglin deliberately asked: "Why do you always mention him? Do you like him?"

"Luo Qinglin, don't put the blame on others." Jiang Yanyu's tone was obviously relaxed, and his voice was light.

Luo Qinglin smiled secretly and negotiated: "I promise, I won't find you boring, can you please stop teasing me?"

"No!" Jiang Yanyu said firmly.

"Why?" Luo Qinglin asked while struggling.

Jiang Yanyu loosened his arms and let Luo Qinglin stand up, looking at him with a frown.

"Because I like to see you being teased by me," Jiang Yanyu smiled frivolously and patted Luo Qinglin's buttocks gently, "Very cute."

!

Luo Qinglin covered the place where he was hit, stood up suddenly, and looked at Jiang Yanyu in shock.

Jiang Yanyu leaned back, resting leisurely on the sofa, raised his eyebrows and said, "Yes, it's like this now, super cute."

This stinky vixen!

Luo Qinglin glared at Jiang Yanyu fiercely and took several steps back to prevent the vixen from attacking again.

"You're blushing." Jiang Yanyu said with a smile.

Luo Qinglin subconsciously covered his face, leaving only his eyes exposed, staring coldly at Jiang Yanyu, "Stop talking."

"Straight men actually blush." ​​Jiang Yanyu stood up and walked closer.

"Stop!" Luo Qinglin stepped back.

Jiang Yanyu took a big step, easily grabbed Luo Qinglin's sleeve, pulled him close to him, and whispered in his ear:

"Luo Qinglin, I'm not teasing you. I obviously like you."

The author has something to say:

Jiang Yanyu: My wife's blushing face is so cute (smiling with her chin in her hands)

Luo Qinglin: Shut up! Retreat, retreat, retreat! (Covering face)