Chu Yun's footsteps sped up the further away he got from that cramped closet and the man inside it.
It was imperative that he reached the door to the courtyard as soon as possible. His hands were shaking as he pushed open the doors leading outside. He sucked in a greedy breath the moment the crisp night air hit him.
All of him was on fire. The lower half of his face was covered in Xiao Zai's blood, so was the back of his hand from trying to rub at it.
He knew people were looking at him, that was part of his plan. He wanted them to think Xiao Zai had dragged him into a closet and had his way with him.
It would have made Xiao Zai look good.
But somewhere in there Chu Yun had lost the plot, he had come really close to actually letting Xiao Zai have his way with him.
What was that all about?
He noticed Xiao Zai was attractive in a sort of distant, matter-of-fact way, it didn't mean he was actually attracted to him, right?
Right.
