Need to Propose to Seven Men What to Do!

Ye JianHan!

Chu MuYun looked at him and surprise flashed in his eyes. He quickly recalled the entire process, examined every minute and every second of the previous night, and tried to find where he had made a mistake.

However… there wasn’t any.

This ray of wandering soul was isolated by him in advance. It shouldn’t be able to fuse with the main body without contact.

But the man in front of him was definitely Ye JianHan.

Where did the problem occur?

For this period of time, he couldn’t understand it and so all Chu MuYun could do was to wait and see what happened.

After a short period of surprise, his black eyes calmed down and he resumed a calm expression.

Ye JianHan kept watching but only felt his heart was pounding. The terrifying allure which came upon the man’s face was really fascinating.

He finally touched this man. The cold jade-like skin was as smooth as he imagined but not too soft. It looked extremely fragile but it was actually full of strength – that was the power of the soul hidden beneath his weak appearance.

Ye JianHan didn’t explain either. He just stroked Chu MuYun with his fingers, bit by bit, inch by inch, slowly and painfully. This was like a game. At the most tense moment, whoever makes the first move will reveal their thoughts. As long as he doesn’t make a move, this long confrontation will stretch people’s nerves to the extreme, like a steel rope, which cannot be broken. But it could hurt others because of its sharpness.

Being so deliberately provoked, Chu MuYun didn’t even have the slightest emotion on his face.  He looked at Ye JianHan calmly and his voice was like the snow on the cold mountain, so cold that it made one’s mind clear: “This is your thank you?” He chuckled lightly, with a trace of sarcasm and ridicule at the corners of his mouth.

Ye JianHan knew very well that he was provoking him. It was a very basic method but it was effective. When people’s emotions were provoked, they would always expose their flaws uncontrollably and no one was an exception.

He could see through this and so naturally should avoid it, but he didn’t want to.

The moment these words and expressions hit his chest, it aroused the most secret and strongest desire in his heart.

It was as if this man had been like this for countless years already, lying beneath him, being violated and humiliated, but still looking at him coldly, continuing to pity him with an aloof attitude.

It seems that Chu MuYun can see all his thoughts and is clear about everything he does, but because he was pampering him, and so allowed his actions.

Even if this caused him to develop a wolf ambition.

Ye JianHan suddenly lowered his head and kissed him forcefully.

His lips are very hot but Chu MuYun’s lips were cold, probably because he was ill. His lips were as light as a thin layer of paper and it felt that they would become too weak and unbearable if bitten hard. It would be a layer of wounds on another layer of wounds, full of wounds.

Ye JianHan only wanted to see his messy appearance, the more depraved the better, the more obscene the better. This kind of thinking was very extreme, very morbid and, because it was something that can’t be obtained, something that can’t be conquered, because from beginning to end you couldn’t touch that indifferent heart so… even if it was hate, you want him to at least have you in his eyes.

Such thoughts do not belong to Ye JianHan. Ye JianHan knew very clearly that he had no reason and shouldn’t have such a deep obsession with Chu MuYun, but he couldn’t stop it.

The moth that flutters to the fire will not stop its wings because of the heat of the flame, it will only become more greedy and fly faster because it touches the warmth and brightness it desires.

Ye JianHan’s kiss was not gentle but his skills were unbelievably good. Chu MuYun’s eyes were still clear but his lips were crushed into a bright color and a touch of blush also made rosy his pale cheeks. He was panting slightly, his posture was too fragile to withstand attack, but the strength in his bones broke through the shackles, covering the entire space.

The corners of Ye JianHan’s mouth raised lightly: “You will only arouse men’s desire to conquer.”

Chu MuYun remained silent.

He has to stay awake. If he falls asleep, he will definitely miss very important things and thus lose his advantage.

With Ye JianHan, showing the appearance of weakness was fine but you cannot be truly weak, because he was a wolf, his fierce and hungry eyes were always staring at the flaws of his prey and, as long as one was caught by him, it would definitely be a fatal blow.

Chu MuYun didn’t say anything, Ye JianHan didn’t use words to provoke him and just kissed him harder and harder, clearly taking advantage of him.

Chu MuYun found an opportunity to catch his breath and finally gathered some strength: “I don’t care about this.”

The two of them knew exactly what he was referring to.

Physical humiliation was really nothing to Chu MuYun. Don’t talk about simple teasing like this, even if Ye JianHan really forced him, it wouldn’t be a big deal.

Ye JianHan smiled slightly and his movements became even more obscene: “But I care…”

 Chu MuYun frowned.

Ye JianHan held his white earlobes and said ambiguously: “I’ve been thinking about you for too long.”

He voice was lowered, hoarse and sexy, with a lot of unconscious affection. He was like a youth who had experienced his passionate first love, desperate to taste his sweetheart.

Chu MuYun’s mind moved slightly.

“Zero, what’s the situation with Gluttony’s portrait?”

Zerobaby: “Lit, lit, lit… up a lot!”

Chu MuYun was stunned.

Ye JianHan was meticulous and gentle, as if he was kissing a deity being enshrined. He was extremely attentive: “Can you tell me your name?”

Chu MuYun gasped because some places were invaded. He couldn’t speak at all and couldn’t make any sound.

Ye JianHan rubbed him slowly, his patience was unbelievable: “Ling Mu and Shen Yun, they are all fake.” An indescribable sense of satisfaction filled his chest and his voice became more gentle because of it: “Who are you, really?”

Chu MuYun bit his lower lip and endured it silently.

Ye JianHan asked again, “What exactly do you want?”

Unfortunately, Chu MuYun would not give him a single answer.

It was a long night. Although Chu MuYun could not hold out all the way to the end but, apart from suppressed moans that would evoke a man’s insanity, Chu MuYun didn’t say a word to him and nor did he answer any of his questions.

After dawn, Chu MuYun was still awake—it was extremely difficult.

But it was worth it.

The man who tossed him to death last night had disappeared, replaced by a black-haired and white-skinned young man, about seven or eight years old, sleeping there quietly with overly large clothes on his small body. He looked beautiful, like a porcelain doll.

Sure enough… it was like this.

Chu MuYun came to a conclusion in his heart. He leaned against the bed, fiddling with the boy’s long black silky hair.

After an unknown period of time, the child suddenly opened his eyes and there was a trace of confusion in his eyes. Then, anger accumulated in the pair of obsidian eyes, and he stood up and stared at Chu MuYun.

Chu MuYun smiled at him, this smile was weak but very gentle: “I made you suffer.”

After speaking, his face turned pale again and the hoarseness of his voice was extremely uncomfortable to hear.

The boy really felt sorry for him: “What’s wrong with you?”

“Ah…” He seemed to suddenly realize that he could speak and looked down in astonishment, only to realize… that he had turned into a human!