And now he had done just that, the person in his arms warm and real, his breath swirling around his nose, making his heart melt.
He gazed at the face that haunted his dreams, his fingers gently caressing the delicate skin, his eyes dark and unreadable.
Shen Yizhi couldn't help but slowly lean closer, filled with the desire to kiss those alluring lips.
Just as his lips were about to touch, Su Ran abruptly opened his eyes. Shen Yizhi froze as if under a spell, maintaining that leaning posture stiffly.
Su Ran slowly raised an eyebrow, looking at Shen Yizhi with a subtle, teasing glint. He had known for a long time that this person's wicked intentions were unyielding and had been waiting for him. Now he had been caught, hadn't he?
Seeing Su Ran's sly expression as he raised his eyebrow, Shen Yizhi instantly realized that his Young Master was deliberately playing with him. The corners of his mouth curved up involuntarily.
In the next moment, as if possessed, he no longer cared about anything else and impulsively kissed Su Ran's lips without hesitation.
His movements were tinged with urgency and an irrepressible depth of affection, as if pouring all his emotions into this kiss.
Su Ran's eyes widened in astonishment. Had he just been… molested?
In just a few seconds, Su Ran seemed to snap back to his senses and forcefully pushed Shen Yizhi away.
Shen Yizhi, caught off guard, tumbled off the bed and hit the floor with a loud thud.
Su Ran quickly sat up, continuously wiping his lips with one hand, a look of disgust on his face.
He frowned deeply and glared at Shen Yizhi, who was still sitting on the floor, and said angrily, "Are you disgusting or what!"
Then he turned his head away, as if even looking at Shen Yizhi felt unbearable.
Watching this scene unfold, Shen Yizhi's eyes grew increasingly gloomy, a chilling, spectral aura emanating from him.
Why couldn't he accept him willingly? If that was the case, then he would lock him up, so that he would belong only to him, so that he could never escape his grasp. Only then would he be completely his.
Shen Yizhi stared intently at Su Ran, the twisted possessiveness in his heart growing wildly.
Su Ran suddenly stood up, his face full of anger, and roared irritably, "Don't you have anything in your mouth this early in the morning? Damn it!" With that, he strode furiously towards the bathroom. His footsteps carried a distinct anger, creating a flurry of hurried sounds.
Shen Yizhi, however, watched Su Ran's retreating back, seemingly still trying to process the sudden turn of events.
But then, a look of immense joy flashed in his eyes, and the corners of his mouth curved upward involuntarily, revealing a slightly twisted yet expectant smile.
He stared motionlessly in the direction of the bathroom, his body trembling slightly, suppressing the surging emotions within him.
Shěn Miǎnzjī's mind was filled with the thought: "Su Ran doesn't reject him."
Once this thought took root, it was like a wildly growing vine, tightly entwining his thoughts, making his heart race uncontrollably.
It was like a ray of dawn in the darkness, showing him a glimmer of hope.
Shen Yizhi's face was filled with an infatuated expression, and he walked towards Su Ran with light, eager, clinging steps.
He leaned forward slightly, approaching Su Ran like a puppy eager to fawn over its owner, nudging his head against Su Ran's shoulder and neck, emitting soft whimpering sounds, his appearance full of longing.
His clingy behavior was truly like a puppy craving its owner's complete affection, unreservedly displaying its intimacy and ardor.