Chapter 96 – How A Cat Slave is Formed (43)
Restless, gloomy, and depressed.
Jun Chen seemed somewhat different from his usual self.
The delicate white gauze that covered Yan Luo’s body had been slightly torn down by this person, leaving some of it to hang loosely by the side, while delicate skin bore the marks of rough handling.
The extreme contrast between white and red, though dimly lit, still deepened the darkness in Jun Chen’s eyes.
Yan Luo couldn’t help but whimper softly as she noticed Jun Chen leaning further down, his hand resting on her hair, pressing her head against his chest.
Jun Chen stiffened slightly, the sweet fragrance filling his nostrils, beneath him was soft and smooth, her shallow breaths were slightly hurried, and the rapid beating of her heart was close to his ears.
His body suddenly weakened, eyelids drooping slightly, allowing himself to be held tightly by her, yet still careful not to crush her.
“What’s wrong with you? It shouldn’t be because of someone unrelated that you’re angry, right?” The intense stimulation finally ceased, Yan Luo breathed softly, her eyes filled with puzzlement, her small hand still firmly holding onto him, preventing him from moving.
“You smiled at him.”
After a moment of silence, this person’s somewhat sulky and seemingly aggrieved voice sounded, leaving Yan Luo speechless.
Just because she smiled at Jun Mu, he had been wearing this sour face all the way back, and now he looked like he was going to throw a tantrum at home?
Yan Luo was dumbfounded for a while, blinking her eyes, her voice soft and full of dissatisfaction, “Are you childish? Didn’t I smile to mock him?”
“You can’t.” The sullen voice persisted, and Jun Chen showed no intention of lifting his head.
Yan Luo : …
So now it’s her turn to coax him, isn’t it? …Where did his high and mighty, indifferent and overbearing CEO demeanor go?
There was another clap of thunder outside, and the sound of pouring rain came in. Yan Luo clearly felt Jun Chen trembling slightly in her arms, then his arm exerted a slight force, propping his body up. There was a hint of restraint on the man’s face, his forehead slightly damp, his eyes dark and sexy, causing Yan Luo to involuntarily hold her breath.
The girl beneath him looked slightly disheveled, her eyes still bright. It would be even more beautiful without those black contact lenses, Jun Chen thought, reaching for the back of her head.
“Your hair is loose.”
The topic jumped too abruptly, Yan Luo blinked before reacting, pouting involuntarily, “That’s because your tying skills are not good…”
The small hair tie with little flowers had already been removed by him, and her black hair scattered down, laying on the pillow.
“Just tie it a few more times and you’ll get better.” Jun Chen said softly.
It was raining heavily today, another flash of lightning outside, illuminating the man’s profile, his usual indifferent face, but today it seemed particularly fragile.
“What’s wrong?” Seeing his pale face clearly, Yan Luo slightly raised her body, her small hand covering his cheek.
The slightly cool touch made Yan Luo unable to help but stroke it a few more times.
But what Jun Chen felt was warmth, the small hand on his cheek was so soft, her eyes were so bright, yet there was not a trace of fear of him, no fear of what he had just done, instead, it was full of trust.
A man who had always been fearless and never showed weakness couldn’t help but rub his cheek against her palm, looking somewhat downcast.
There was another loud thunderclap outside, this time even Yan Luo was startled.