Chapter 2166 [Extra] Rough Male Slave VS Sickly Slave Owner (11)
Klin was having a sweet dream, his eyes involuntarily curving upwards, even the creases at the corners of his eyes clearly conveying four words—
Utterly despicable.
Xiao Yao grinned, puffing out her cheeks as she dug out her little camera.
Just as I was about to take a picture of his miserable state as a memento, I heard Si Jin calmly reply, "Okay."
The god turned his head and smiled kindly at Klin: "Then... I'll have to trouble you, Mr. Klin."
"Yes, young master!"
Klin ran out quickly, his eyes shining, his excitement almost overflowing.
Overall, he doesn't like men, but experiencing a beauty like the young master is a kind of enjoyment.
As the gate closed, Lin Yuan muttered under his breath, "That thing can change five female slaves a month, what kind of good thing could it be? And what kind of good place could it be?"
Seeing that Si Jin remained silent, Butler Yuan became even more aggrieved: "If you go to live there, he won't pick out strawberry seeds for you, won't carefully choose the softest quilt, won't watch over you outside the door at night, and won't treat you..."
At this point, Lin Yuan seemed to suddenly realize something, immediately shut up, and continued to collect the bowls and chopsticks with a wronged expression.
Unexpectedly, just as he was about to pull away, Si Jin grabbed his hand tightly.
The boy's eyelashes drooped slightly, and his calm expression exuded an undeniable authority: "Klin told me that in the morning... it's a normal phenomenon that every man experiences."
"You lied to me for over a week, watching me cry uncontrollably in your arms. How much better are you than him?"
Lin Yuan's breath hitched, and his heartbeat involuntarily slowed: "So, you're angry with me?"
"A little, so let Klin take care of me for now."
Si Jin looked up at him, her handsome peach blossom eyes filled with a hint of aggrieved smile: "I'll make myself feel better as soon as possible and then call you back."
Even when he's angry, he has to comfort himself. This young master is really something...
It felt as if the softest spot in his heart had been pierced. Lin Yuan lowered his eyes and smiled, continuing, "Then, young master, I'll coax you, okay? Don't be angry with me, and don't go looking for someone else."
"This possessiveness is a bit strong, like a promise between lovers."
Unexpectedly, Si Jin directly brought up this relationship. Lin Yuan's Adam's apple bobbed slightly, and his heart began to pound uncontrollably.
He had been studying, observing, and guarding his redemption for five years, and now he just looked up and casually uttered the word "lover" to him.
Whether it was unintentional or because they had seen through his ulterior motives, it is unclear.
What if they find out?
Would the young master find him disgusting?
Would you hate him and drive him away?
Countless worries surged in his mind, quickly disrupting Lin Yuan's usually clear thinking.
The few seconds of waiting for Si Jin to speak again felt like an eternity, stretching on and on without end.
So, you like me?
You like me.
The short sentence was automatically filtered into four words by Lin Yuan.
These four words floated in lightly, as if they came from a very far place, instantly restoring time and leaving Lin Yuan's confused mind completely blank.
As if by some strange twist of fate, Lin Yuan lowered his head and sealed Si Jin's lips, which were not yet fully closed.
It was warm and fragrant; ten days had passed since our last fleeting kiss.
Last time, he acted like a fool, swallowing the information whole and not remembering anything at all.
Now, having learned from their mistakes and acquired a technique, they first hold the upper lip in their mouth, then kiss the lower lip, and only after the delicate young master has gotten used to it can they continue with a deep kiss.
Si Jin's shallow breathing disturbed his mind, but Lin Yuan still felt it was bland, as bland as clear soup, slightly tasteless.
So, he reached out and gently lifted the outer robe that Si Jin was wearing on his shoulders, untied the sash at the back of the young master, and easily placed his large hand on his back.
The thin callus grazed the delicate skin, gliding down to the slender waist, where it was pinched lightly—
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