Shu Yao was caught off guard by the sudden coldness. It took him a moment to react. He only felt that Shu Yue's expression had changed too quickly. He could sense a faint haze descending upon that handsome face.
Even he himself didn't know that a careless remark would evoke such a strong reaction from Shu Yue.
Though it seemed a careless remark, there was actually some truth to it. He admitted that for a moment, he truly thought that Long Mo was more suitable to stay by Shu Yue's side than he was.
"I didn't mean that. You're overthinking," he calmly refuted, but deep down, he instinctively felt a twinge of fear towards Shu Yue's coldness.
Shu Yue just stared at him for a while. After giving him a meaningful look, he suddenly hooked his lips slightly, his expression gentle without a hint of ripples: "Since Father has said so, I'll believe you."
Then, he leaned over, his strong fingers clasping Shu Yao's rounded jaw. He claimed his right in the most domineering and cold - blooded way: "But if I ever hear Father say such things again, don't blame your son for being disrespectful."
At this moment, Shu Yue's tone was sharp, his gaze cold and menacing, with a dangerous aggression, just like a tiger ready to devour its prey at any moment.
Shu Yao was even more confused. Clearly, he was Shu Yue's father, but why did he feel as if he was a lamb at Shu Yue's mercy?
"Can you let go of me now?" In this stiff position, in his strong and possessive embrace, Shu Yao felt that staying even a second longer was extremely dangerous.
Shu Yue instantly shed that thin layer of ice and returned to his lazy and unruly look. He obediently let go of Shu Yao but smiled wickedly and obsequiously: "Hehe, of course."
This smile made Shu Yao think of nothing but the word "demon". It was like a deadly hidden flower blooming with its alluring toxicity, luring people into its depths.
Fortunately, he had already developed an immunity to such things and was used to the sinister and evil thoughts hidden beneath this man's beautiful smiles.
"Alright, you stay at home. I'll go to the mountain to pick some herbs and come back to make medicine for you."
"No need," Shu Yue felt an indescribable bitterness at the mention of taking medicine.
Because in this life, Shu Yue was afraid of nothing but taking medicine. Just thinking about the bitter taste made him nauseous even before he took it.
"How can it be unnecessary? It's very effective for your injury recovery." Shu Yao insisted on going to pick the herbs, but was stopped by Shu Yue again: "Father, really don't bother. Look at how strong I am. I'll be fine in a few days."
Shu Yao cut off his retreat mercilessly: "There's no room for discussion. You must listen to me."
"Um... Father..." Shu Yue let out a protesting sound from his nose and then started rubbing against Shu Yao again, resorting to acting coquettishly.
"This trick won't work on me. You'd better stay at home obediently and wait for me to come back."
Ignoring Shu Yue's complaints, Shu Yao simply gave some instructions and left the tree - house with a basket.
Before Shu Yue could stop him, the graceful figure had already disappeared...
The silent tree - house was left with only him. It was so boring that he could even hear his own breathing clearly.
He let out a long sigh, expressing his hopeless mood at the moment: "Alas, I'm so bored..."
The next moment, a slightly playful and charming voice suddenly echoed out of thin air: "Do you want me to keep you company?"
As soon as he heard this voice, Shu Yue immediately guessed who it was. Then he looked expressionlessly as a man materialized out of the purple light.
The man had a beautiful and slender figure, as straight as a cypress. His features were delicate and handsome, like that of a god. Every move and every smile exuded an air of nobility and grace.
With the unique elegance between his eyebrows, he truly had an unparalleled charm and an unruly demeanor in this world.
Shu Yue stared coldly at the man in the green robe in front of him: "What are you doing here?"
Long Mo casually tossed his black hair and sat on the edge of his bed, adopting a lazy posture. There was a hint of annoyance on his face: "What? You're not happy that I came to keep you company?"
"I don't need it."
This merciless answer completely hit Long Mo. He said, "Shu Yue, what did I do to displease you or what mistake did I make? Why do you still dislike me even now? Can't you at least be a bit nicer to me?"
Indeed, counting the times, he had saved Shu Yue's life several times and was always at his beck and call. For the first time in a thousand years, he, Long Mo, had been so dedicated and serious about a person.
Who would have thought that Shu Yue still didn't appreciate it?
"Hehe, then what kind of attitude do you want me to have towards you?" Shu Yue half - smiled, the perfect curve of his lips was just the right amount of charming, with a hint of arrogance that could bewitch the world.
It was this kind of subtle attraction that made Long Mo unable to extricate himself from his weak defense.
At the same time, a hint of evil welled up in him. He leaned closer to Shu Yue, looking nonchalant, but the upturned corners of his eyes were subtly tugging at Shu Yue's nerves. He said, "How about you show some weakness to me, or maybe throw yourself into my arms voluntarily?"
Shu Yue stared coldly at him for a while. Show weakness? Throw himself into someone's arms? Hehe, in his dreams!
Then, he gave a smile that could charm anyone: "Long Mo, if you have something to say, just say it. If not, get out of here. Don't talk all this useless nonsense!"
"Shu Yue, I'm being kind enough to come and keep you company. Don't be so ungrateful."
But Shu Yue ignored the cold look on his face and continued to provoke: "But I didn't ask you to keep me company. You're just being self - indulgent. It has nothing to do with me."
Next, he saw those eyes getting colder and colder, without a trace of emotion. Although they were extremely beautiful, beautiful to the depths of the soul, they were also cold to the bone.
He felt a bit flustered. He swallowed hard and leaned back: "Why are you looking at me like that?"
This look was extremely unfriendly, and from the slightly squinted eyes, there was still a glint of aggressive coldness.
Suddenly, they were still for a few seconds. Then Shu Yue felt a force approaching him. It was as if a mountain was pressing down on him. Before he could come to his senses, his hands and feet were controlled without any choice.
He was stunned for a moment and found that he was being pressed under someone. Moreover, a pair of long legs had forced their way between his own, making him lie in a very shameful "big" shape, as embarrassed as a desperate beast at the mercy of others.
This posture looked so gay and shameful, and it seemed that the roles were reversed.
As a young and energetic man, he should always be the dominant one, not being pressed down by another man like a woman.
"Long Mo, I'll give you one minute to get off me," his voice was unusually calm but cold as ice. That pride deep in his bones only made Long Mo more eager to conquer him.
Long Mo squinted his eyes, sized him up for a while, and then hooked his lips wickedly: "I don't know how to get off. How about you teach me?"
He deliberately provoked him, wanting to see how far Shu Yue would resist.