The hunted Yuan Boya [Comprehensive]

"Bo Ya, did you change that 'best friend' feeling into something else at some point?"

Qingming's words made Boya fall into self-doubt.

Doesn't he really know when Qingming has been regarded as a special existence, not as... a friend

"Besides me, Boya has many friends."

Onmyoji's voice persevered in his ears, "Then, if it was someone else, would Boya say something like 'as long as you are by my side'?"

"...No way." Boya replied uncertainly.

He intuitively felt that there seemed to be something wrong with such a question, so he hesitated to retort: ​​"It's just that my memory hasn't recovered yet, I only remember Qingming's existence..."

"In this case, doesn't it represent the particularity of 'Abe Seimei' to 'Gen Boya'?" Seimei asked methodically.He didn't leave Boya any extra thinking space at all, and he came to the conclusion rather relentlessly: "Why not someone else?"

"Why didn't I think of other friends, but only 'Abe Seimei'?"

"Isn't it just because 'Abe Seimei' is in your heart, it's different?"

"Maybe it's just because, Seimei, you are my best friend..." The lips that wanted to argue were blocked again unceremoniously, and the rest of the words became breathless gasps.

Why did he kiss again!

"Wait..." Boya's hand on Qingming's shoulder exerted some strength, trying to push him away from her body, but found that the seemingly thin onmyoji remained motionless, tightly imprisoning him in his arms inside.

...No, you can't hurt Seimei.

Such a brief thought flashed through his mind, and Boya had already lost the chance to resist. All the air between his lips and tongue was plundered, and the thinner air made him whimper unbearably. Boya couldn't help but suspect that Qingming was It's not that he wants to suffocate him to death with such a move.

"Breathe." Seeing that the person in her arms was almost suffocated by the kiss, Qingming let go of him dumbfounded.

"You—you..." Boya, who had regained his freedom, breathed heavily, and even coughed because of the haste.

"I didn't expect Boya that you can't even take a breath." Onmyoji embraced Boya, and said in a teasing tone while gently giving him air.

His eyes were full of smiles, and his dark golden eyes were shining beautifully because of this smile.

Looking at such a pair of eyes, Boya couldn't help but think of what Qingming said that night.

This is the price.

Even the famous Onmyoji Abe Seimei has to pay a corresponding price for performing the forbidden technique of the Space-Time Array.

Looking at such a pair of eyes, how could Boya still say accusing words?

"Answer me after thinking about the answer, Boya." Qingming noticed his gaze, and he covered Boya's eyes with his hand, and said in a voice familiar to Boya, "What I want is not sympathy or charity."

The eyelids under the palms trembled slightly.

Boya, who was distracted by what he said in an instant, pulled Qingming's hand awkwardly, and motioned him to take his palm away. This feeling of losing sight made Boya feel a little uncomfortable.

This passive position completely controlled by others is a very rare experience for Yuan Boya.

But Qingming didn't intend to take it away, and continued: "I've been waiting for too long, Boya. So, I don't mind waiting a little longer."

There is an undisguised gentleness in his voice. If it was placed a day ago, Boya would not have felt that such words had any special meaning, but now that he has been sworn in one after another, he can vaguely hear something in it. Some meaningful and deep emotions.

This kind of perception made Boya feel a strange feeling in his heart, and he couldn't help thinking seriously about Qingming's previous question again.

Is his affection for Seimei really just for a "best friend"?

If not, could it be that it has really changed since some time that he does not know?

Boya couldn't give himself the answer, let alone give Qingming the answer to this question.

But Qingming didn't force him to answer immediately, which made Boya involuntarily heaved a sigh of relief.

But what he didn't know was that outside of the blocked light, those dark golden pupils were completely occupied by a possessive desire that was enough to make people tremble.

"However, don't think too long, Boya. Boya already knows what I want, and it would be too cruel to make me wait like before."

Covering Boya's eyes with one hand, Qingming leaned over again and touched the lips that Xiao had thought about for a long time. Feeling the momentary stiff body of his subordinate, he couldn't help but chuckled softly.

Seeing that Boya was about to explode, Qingming quickly let go, and finally let him go.

"Don't just kiss me casually!" Boya took a few steps back quickly, and stopped until he reached a safe distance, protesting loudly.

This kind of... this kind of thing made him not like his usual self!

"Then next time tell Boya in advance, is that all right?" Qingming asked seriously.

"No!" Boya replied quickly.

"Hey..." Qingming sighed in disappointment.

"What are you sighing about? It's obvious that I was the one who was 'molested'!" Boya stared at the inexplicably wronged person in front of him, and protested angrily, "Sure enough, you should be beaten..."

The voice of the latter sentence dropped significantly, and at the end of the sentence, Qingming, who was standing opposite him, could no longer hear clearly.

Probably guessing what Boya was talking about, Qingming smiled again: "This incident is obviously Boya's fault."

"Why is it my fault?" Boya stared in disbelief at the onmyoji who opened his mouth and turned black and white in front of him.

"Because Boya is so cute." Qingming said in a natural tone, "When Boya doesn't know yet, I can bear it a little bit, just look at him, as long as I can see Boya."

"When I didn't know my intentions, the person who made me sink deeper and deeper in a way without knowing it was obviously you, Boya."

"Now that Boya knows about it, he still acts like he's letting me do what he wants, so he can't help but want to push forward."

"So, this is entirely your fault, Boya."

Seimei lowered his voice, and stared at the silver-haired youth in front of him with undisguised aggression.

"If Boya could treat me like an enemy and reject me mercilessly, I'm afraid it won't be like this."

But another more persistent choice.

"..."

The man in front of him recklessly confessed his feelings. Boya opened his mouth, but he didn't know how to respond to such deep and persistent emotions.

His mind was in a mess. Although there was a voice in his subconscious saying "it's not what Seimei said", he couldn't find any reasonable argument to refute Seimei's words.

"Qingming, I..."

Qingming didn't give him a chance to speak, interrupted Boya almost rudely, and continued: "I want to imprint my mark on Boya's body, I want to make Boya's body full of my smell, I want to Occupying Boya's sight all the time, not allowing a third person to intervene——I, have always kept such a mood and stayed by Boya's side."

If Boya rejects it.

He would not give him a chance to think at all, but completely imprisoned this person by his side regardless of any reason.

Even if he was rejected, disgusted, or hated, he absolutely couldn't bear it. This person disappeared in his world.

A world without Yuan Boya is a despair that Abe Seimei cannot bear.

Hearing him say this, even Boya, who is very slow in matters of love, couldn't help but blushed, and stammered and scolded: "You, what are you talking about, Qingming!"

Qingming, who has always been by his side, hides such... such thoughts under that reserved and elegant posture!

In just half a day, Boya was frightened from various aspects one after another. Boya, who experienced this kind of panic for the first time in his life, felt that something in his heart was faltering.

Seimei took a step towards Boya in a leisurely manner—the silver-haired young man looked at him vigilantly, for fear that he would make any unexpected moves again.

So Seimei laughed.

His appearance was already very good, but now that he is smiling like this, the corners of his eyes and brows are filled with beauty that makes it difficult to look away. Boya, who has been staring at him and guarding his next move, is instantly captivated by such beauty Acquired, briefly lost his mind.

Qingming took this opportunity to come to Boya again.

The other party cautiously wanted to move back, so as to get out of this weird atmosphere, but Boya completely forgot that there was already a wall behind him, but after taking half a step back, there was nowhere to escape.

Boya subconsciously wanted to turn around and escape, but was stopped by the onmyoji's one-handed movement against the wall. Seeing Qingming's face so close at hand, he finally couldn't help swallowing a mouthful of saliva.

"Seimei..."

"So, when is Boya going to give me the answer?" Qingming asked persistently.

Boya saw himself at a loss in those dark golden pupils, and in fact he was indeed like this.

Boya fell silent.

Qingming was not in a hurry at this moment, but waited patiently, so she watched Boya change from panic at the beginning to calm and firm.

Such a change made Qingming's eyes more affectionate, and his gaze on Boya became deeper and more meaningful.

"...I need time to think." Boya settled down, suppressing all the messy emotions in his heart one by one, and said in a serious tone.

"Qingming, I need time to think." He raised his eyes, looked at Qingming with unavoidable eyes, and repeated what he said just now.

"Whether it's Qingming's intentions or my true thoughts..."

"You need to think about it carefully."

Qingming moved his arm against the wall, took a step back, nodded, and said softly, "Okay. Then I'll give Boya three days to think."

If the pressure is too tight, even Boya may find the circles hidden in it, it is better to give him a little space-this stupid fool, I am afraid he will bite the hook without bait Bar.