set fire to his heart

"If I knew it earlier... I would just step on the horse and ignore it... It hurts to death... I am so sick..."

Accompanied by Luo Yihan's intermittent explanations.

His intermittent pronunciation and his uncomfortable tone made Chang An, who was in a fighting posture, involuntarily shift his gaze from Luo Yihan's body to his own.

Only then did he realize that his hands were wrapped with brand new gauze.

A faint medicinal smell.

It was the ointment Mia had given him.

It can be seen that it has just been replaced.

This made Chang An's originally tense body relax in an instant, and the fierceness in his eyes disappeared at this moment.

"..." Chang An stared blankly at his hands.

And the murderous and ferocious aura that exuded from him gradually disappeared at this time.

Luo Yihan, who was kicked against the wall and couldn't move, heaved a sigh of relief—the danger is gone, and he won't do anything to him again.

only.

This brat is like a small steel cannon.

Obviously so thin and delicate, why is the fighting power so strong?
It's no wonder that the few men who were on the road before were no match for him.

Who can bear this?
While Luo Yihan was feeling emotional in his heart.

His originally blurred vision gradually became clear due to the relaxation of his body.

Chang An's appearance came into his eyes clearly and clearly.

He can't imagine.

In the past, what exactly did he experience that allowed him to develop his fighting ability in this body.

Guess all the possibilities and the various pictures he made up in his brain.

Luo Yihan's eyes were complicated.

And his gaze also made Chang An uncomfortable.

He lowered his hands and caught a glimpse of the ointment and gauze strips on the bed out of the corner of his eye.

Chang An's complexion improved slightly, but he still emphasized to Luo Yihan: "I don't like people touching me."

"..." Luo Yihan was helpless.

He gradually eased up, and raised his hand to rub the place where Chang An kicked just now.

After recovering, he coughed twice again: "Cough...cough..."

"I'm afraid not."

When Luo Yihan came to the conclusion, Chang An's brows furrowed, and the air of defense and repulsion immediately enveloped his whole body again.

until.

Luo Yihan looked at him and said seriously: "The talent show you will participate in in the future will have a total of 50 boys around your age participating. Not only will you have to stay together 24 hours a day, eat, drink and sleep together, but you will also have to touch each other when you collaborate on the stage. It's normal to touch it. Could it be that you want to be one of the outliers?"

"why not?"

Chang An asked back, with a cold and serious expression.

"..." Luo Yihan was speechless, and was speechless for a while.

"Indeed, if you have enough strength, capital, and charm, even aliens can be sought after, but are you sure you can?"

He asked Chang An back: "Are you confident that relying on your incompatibility, you can make female fans like you instead of hating you? Once you are not liked, you will face elimination, which means that the road will stop here."

Listening to Luo Yihan's serious tone, he could feel the seriousness of the fate.

Chang An didn't speak.

Seeing his silence, Luo Yihan's lips curved into a triumphant smile.

After he regained his strength, he walked towards Chang An.

He came to him.

"So, it is very normal to have physical contact, otherwise it will become very unpleasant, and it is not a good thing to be offensive."

Luo Yihan told him: "If you like it earlier, so as not to be considered a freak, then the opportunity we bothered to arrange for you will be wasted?"

He said, seeing that Chang An still didn't respond.

Luo Yihan raised his hand and ruffled his hair: "Be good, don't be so hostile, I won't do anything to offend you. I treat you like a close brother, that's why I'm like this!"

He explained to him in a soft tone, like smoothing the fur of a puppy.

And his actions still failed to make Chang An adapt to accept it.

He raised his hand to touch Luo Yihan's arm, and stepped back to avoid his touch, but the range of his movements was not large, and he was not as aggressive as before.

Even if it's just a small change, Luo Yihan can really feel it.

A satisfied smile curled up on his lips.

Seeing that he has changed and restrained, Luo Yihan is not as pushy as he was before, but it is rare to accept it when he sees it.

"Andy cooked food downstairs, do you want to go and eat?"

Luo Yihan asked him.

Chang An shook his head: "I'm not hungry."

"Don't worry, you've already lived with me, can I still harm you? But if something happens to you, Mia won't settle with me? I..."

Luo Yihan's explanation was silent, but was repeatedly emphasized by Chang An: "I'm not hungry."

He said, raising his eyes to look at Luo Yihan.

The eyes are bright and clear, and the eyes are firm and powerful.

see.

Luo Yihan shrugged: "Okay, then I won't force you, you can continue to sleep."

As he said, he took the initiative to walk towards the door.

"Don't lock the door in the future. This feeling makes me very uncomfortable. I don't like being isolated in my own place. I will give you the respect and space you want, and you must also learn to be considerate of me."

After Luo Yihan finished speaking, he pulled out the key when he came to the door.

He easily turned the keychain with his fingers, and pressed the doorknob with the other hand to close the door.

"Good night."

After leaving this greeting and a smile.

Luo Yihan's figure completely disappeared with the closing of the door.

The bedroom is closed again.

Chang An was left alone in the princess room.

He looked at the closed door, but the smile that Luo Yihan left before he left remained in his mind.

Chang An closed his eyes, he didn't let himself think and recall.

He turned around.

When he opened his eyes again, his appearance was reflected in the glass in front of him.

He is slender, wearing gray casual clothes.

The image of the boy is in sharp contrast with the environment of the princess room, which is out of place and very abrupt.

The reflection was a bit blurry, and it also made him look at himself like this, feeling both familiar and strange, and his mood was indescribably subtle.

Perhaps because of what happened in the first half of the night, Chang An couldn't imagine that he, who is always alert, could sleep so dead here, and Luo Yihan didn't even notice that Luo Yihan changed his dressing and wrapped the gauze for him.

He can't imagine, how is it possible?

But the truth is, things that were absolutely impossible before are actually happening now.

Chang An, who was lying on the bed, looked back and forth at her bandaged hands by the moonlight outside the window.

All night.

Chang An no longer felt sleepy.

Until, the sky in the east turned pale.

Alternating day and night.

Chang An, who hadn't fallen asleep anymore, couldn't resist the hunger, so he took the initiative to go downstairs to get food.

It's still early.

Chang An, who left the bedroom, came to the corridor, and the surroundings were quiet except for his voice.

He didn't know which room Luo Yihan slept in, but he just passed through one room after another with closed doors, and took the stairs to go downstairs.

And when he stepped down the stairs, Chang An couldn't help but look at the mural hanging there.

Luo Yihan in the fantasy forest is like Juechen's elf, enchanting and sexy, pure and lustful, perfectly blending reality and fantasy.

Chang An looked at the mural in a silent daze.

Without his knowing it, there was an unknown emotion fermenting in his heart...