Chapter 31 Awkward Relationship

Yan Qing slightly increased the pressure in his hands, the veins on the back of his hand bulging, pressing down on An Jin's tired nape.

The force was just right, and An Jin, who had been twisting and turning, calmed down.

One of them closed their eyes to enjoy the massage, while the other quietly received a massage. The room fell silent for a moment, with only the sound of the television playing commercials remaining.

The air conditioner was on inside, maintaining a constant temperature of 21 degrees Celsius, which is the most comfortable temperature for the human body.

However, as the massage continued, the body heat emanating from An Jin gradually tinged Yan Qing with red.

His breathing became heavier, and even An Jin, who had been resting with her eyes closed, opened them in surprise because of his heavy breathing.

With her back to Yan Qing, An Jin asked in confusion, "Qingqing, are you tired?"

Yan Qing gently brushed An Jin's hair aside with her fingers and said softly, "A little."

An Jin stood up and turned around to say something, but she inadvertently became Doraemon and saw Yan Qing's tightly pursed thin lips and the back of his hand, with bulging veins, placed between his legs, half-covering something.

The atmosphere suddenly became awkward.

An Jin chuckled twice: "It's been hot lately, so I'm a bit irritable."

My heart has turned into a screaming chicken.

Dude, dude, dude, no way, you're already hard? Dude, dude, dude, wait a minute, we're brothers!!!

Yan Qing said nothing, but stared at An Jin with a silent yet restrained gaze, causing An Jin to involuntarily take two steps back.

She followed Yan Qing's gaze and looked down, seeing her revealing maid outfit.

Damn it! She forgot that she was dressed too revealingly today.

Yan Qing is a young man.

Men are more easily aroused when they are young.

An Jin was still wearing a sexy maid outfit and lingering in front of Yan Qing. It would be abnormal if Yan Qing didn't react.

An Jin, her eyes darting around, clutched her chest and slowly made her way to her bedroom, saying as she went, "Um, you can use the bathroom first, I'll go back to my room now..."

Yan Qing's gaze was fixed on An Jin. He already had feelings for An Jin that went beyond friendship, so naturally he wouldn't try to hide his reaction from her.

They say it's like boiling a frog in lukewarm water.

An Jin has been living in his house for so long now, it's time for him to let An Jin know how he feels.

As Yan Qing thought this, her gaze remained fixed on An Jin's face.

He was observing.

Observe An Jin's expression to determine whether she feels disgusted after discovering her reaction to her.

An Jin, looking embarrassed, was clearly unaware of Yan Qing's thoughts.

She was just genuinely embarrassed.

It's definitely not that she's disgusted. An Jin has had what Yan Qing has, and she understands the feeling of being penetrated by semen, so naturally she's not disgusted.

An Jin scrambled back to her bedroom, and as soon as the door closed, she threw herself onto the soft bed.

"Aaaaaah! This is so embarrassing!"

An Jin buried her head in the blanket and screamed softly.

In An Jin's mind, Yan Qing was an "angel investor" or a "big brother who provided food and lodging."

Or to put it more bluntly, An Jin defines the young, gentle, and wealthy Yan Qing as "father".

"how so!"

An Jin's second thought was this.

Men understand men best.

An Jin treated Yan Qing like a father and even thought about repaying Yan Qing in the future, but it was obvious that Yan Qing did not treat An Jin like a son.

The incident was so shocking that An Jin was completely embarrassed and couldn't think of anything else.

Now that she's back in her room and calmed down, she has time to carefully recall what just happened.

Yan Qing remained silent, her gaze thick with emotion, her eyes bloodshot.

An Jin felt a chill on her back. She turned over in bed and squinted at the ceiling.

"No, I need to find a chance to move out."

Yan Qing's gaze was too blatant, and even if An Jin was oblivious, she couldn't help but ignore it.

An Jin knew all too well that look of someone eyeing their prey.

Even in her previous life, An Jin had used this kind of gaze to openly and secretly observe many beautiful women.

Moreover, An Jin has always been at a disadvantage in her relationship with Yan Qing.

Just as An Jin was thinking about when to move out, there was a knock on the door.

She took a deep breath, quickly pulled a coat out of the messy pile of clothes, and wrapped herself up tightly before opening the door.

The door creaked open.

Yan Qing looked at An Jin, who was peeking out from behind the door, and his eyes darkened.

So you're still scared after all.

Yan Qing smiled.

He had just finished showering, his hair was still wet, and water droplets kept rolling down his upper body onto the floor.

Ignoring An Jin's wary gaze, he said casually, "I've finished using the bathroom, go take a shower."

An Jin was in a state of confusion. She wasn't in a hurry to go to the bathroom to take a shower. In response to Yan Qing's words, she replied perfunctorily, "I know, I'll go later."

An Jin's eyes were filled with wariness, and her words carried a sense of distance.

Yan Qing's gaze swept over the extra coat on An Jin's body, and she said to An Jin with certainty, "You're afraid of me."

An Jin was surprised that Yan Qing had seen through her thoughts, and she panicked, so she spoke incoherently.

"No, I'm not afraid of you. Why would I be afraid of you, Qingqing... I..."

Yan Qing reached out and pressed against the door, feeling the strength coming from inside. He asked, puzzled, "Why are you afraid of me?"

He looked at An Jin with a deep gaze.

Am I not good enough to you?

They were perfectly fine just a moment ago, so why are they scared now?

An Jin's hands trembled as she tried to close the door. She looked at Yan Qing's hand that pushed the door open without hesitation, and her foot stuck between the door and the frame. The fear on her face was almost overflowing.

"I'm not afraid of you."

An Jin explained, "I'm really not afraid of you."

She wasn't afraid of Yan Qing; what she feared was the impulsiveness and instincts of young men.

An Jin has always been a very perceptive person. Just as Yan Qing could see the fear and desire to run away on her face at a glance, he could also tell at a glance whether An Jin was lying in her answer.

If An Jin tells the truth at the banquet, then I understand even less.

He didn't like the look of fear and apprehension on An Jin's face.

"An Jin, I like you."

Yan Qing meant that my impulse towards you stems from liking you. I like you and want to pursue you. You don't need to be so afraid of my reaction.

It's only natural to react to someone you like.

But he didn't expect it.

After he finished speaking, An Jin's face showed even greater fear.

No, no, no, no! Don't confess your love to me! Help me, help me! I don't want to date a man!

An Jin, her heart pounding, said firmly, "Thank you, but I don't like you."

She rejected Yan Qing without hesitation.

Hilarious! An Jin will never be a gay man, never!

Yan Qing felt a little sad when she heard An Jin's words.

But when he saw An Jin, who had just looked terrified, instantly calm down while answering the question, his sadness was quickly overshadowed.

Yan Qing moved forward, approaching An Jin step by step.

An Jin calmly retreated until she had nowhere left to go, and then she plopped down on the bed, finally losing her composure.

What are you trying to do?!

An Jin looked around nervously, fearing that Yan Qing would force himself on her.

Yan Qing moved forward and forward until he and An Jin were so close that their noses touched.

Their rapid breaths mingled; if they were just a little closer, Yan Qing would be able to kiss An Jin's soft red lips.