novelThe Loyal Little Bodyguard - Extra 5
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Jinhua temple was no ordinary Buddhist temple, but one built by the imperial family. It was specially used by the royal nobles to pray for happiness and longevity. Ordinary people couldn't even step past the threshold, let alone donate a golden Buddha statue. However, these complicated rules were purely decorative in face of the protagonist's halo.
Due to the fact that it was an impromptu decision, the temple did not make more preparations. The abbot and several eminent monks apologised repeatedly. It seemed that they were very afraid of Weiming.
Fan Yuan seemed to understand how this Buddha statue of his was donated, and he immediately became much happier——so he was not the only one who suffered! So many eminent monks failed to withstand the evil curse of the male lead, so what more could an ordinary little supporting male lead do? Just bear with it ba......
Without needing others to ease him, Fan Yuan had given himself a positive psychological contribution. Xiao Wu had no choice but to say that he had stewed himself a good chicken soup. To this, Xiao Wu expressed that it felt very gratified.
After entering the temple, the male lead, who had vowed sincerely that he wanted to come to find Buddha to offer a votive, hurriedly offered a stick of incense. He didn't even take the time to listen to Buddha's teachings as he pulled Fan Yuan straight to the peach blossom forest in the backyard. Fan Yuan was both shocked and bewildered by the speed of Weiming's feet.
"In the plains past April, peach blossoms have all but gone. In the hills at the temple, 'tis the time for the peach to blow." The weather part way up the hillside was truly much cooler. The weather had been getting hotter and hotter at the end of May and the nobles in the capital had begun to use the ice from their ice cellars. This lord was good, directly regarding the imperial family's temple as a summer resort. Even the emperor of today was not as crazy as him.
He furtively tilted his head to size up Weiming. Suddenly, that man blossomed into a smile at him. The warm wind blew, and the pink petals fluttered down. Weiming's expression was truly as beautiful as a peach blossom, which nearly drove one silly from looking. His appearance and temperament were impeccable. Fan Yuan couldn't help but think that such a refined and cultured man, even if he was a little arrogant and domineering, was a person people couldn't bring themselves to hate.
Weiming appeared to be distressed as he said, "Staring blankly at this prince again. Does Guard Gao like this prince that much?"
Fan Yuan's mouth twitched, he took back the words "a person people couldn't bring themselves to hate".
Weiming, however, picked a pale pink petal from the top of Fan Yuan's head and said with a smile in his eyes, "You have saved this prince's life. Even if you request something unreasonable, if you want me to promise my body to you — although it will put this prince in a difficult spot, it is not completely impossible. As you said, the manor still lacks a female master. In fact, as long as you can satisfy me, it does not matter if it's a man or a woman......"
Weiming's voice was very pleasant to the ear. Especially when he deliberately lowered his voice, the low, magnetic quality really made one blush! It was as if his voice could scratch the bottom of one's heart and make ripples appear circle by circle. The two men were close to each other, the fragrance of peach blossoms faintly on the tip of Fan Yuan's nose as well as the faint aroma of incense on Weiming's body. He was unexpectedly a bit intoxicated.
Fan Yuan's ears reddened unknowingly, and his cold expression vaguely showed some cracks. He said incoherently, "This subject does not dare. It is this subject's blessing to follow Master. For Master, this subject will not hesitate to go through fire and water......"
What exactly did the original host do to make the male lead get an inkling? Wasn't it said that Weiming was oblivious to the fact that his bodyguard secretly loved him until he died? But now he was using seduction techniques on him! If it wasn't for the fact that his will was as strong as a straight steel pipe, he would have long flung himself on the male lead and tossed him here and there!
No can do, no can do, this kind of idea was too dangerous. He had to stop it!!
Weiming seemed to be aware of his thoughts. A glint flashed across his eyes as his slender fingers inadvertently brushed past Fan Yuan's cheek. He picked up a wisp of long hair on Fan Yuan's shoulder and brought it under his nose, closing his eyes and sniffing it gently. He said with a low chuckle, "It has the fragrance of peach blossoms."
People with high face values, just like Weiming, did everything like a painting. It was so beautiful that one couldn't move their eyes. Although Fan Yuan thought Weiming was hateful, a sicko and extremely annoying, it couldn't be denied that this face was really attractive. No wonder he was able to K. O. the group of supporting male leads and win the heart of the female lead.
At this moment, the male lead he wasn't so fond of had withdrawn the cutting edge he constantly exuded. He stroked a lock of his hair, gaze lowered as he gently inhaled. His prominent Adam's apple shifted slightly, and his beautiful lips were warm, moist and luscious. A person couldn't help but want to be close to him... and as one's heart itched to a point that it was difficult to bear, the man cruelly said with a smile, "The fragrance of peach blossoms". It was more bewitching than demons and spirits. For an instance, Fan Yuan's concept of gender identity was blurred, and his mind was full of only one thought——
Really too sexy!
This kind of sexiness not only referred to a charm of the senses, but also its impact on a person's spirit. It caused a person, and even their soul, to marvel in awe, confusing both body and mind. It was akin to you seeing a peerless beauty. You may say 'She's really gorgeous', but when this beauty truly appeared in front of you and teased you with all kinds of flirtatious mannerisms, her words and actions or expressions hitting your sweet spot, it would cause you to gain that perceptive awareness — and that is when you will say she is sexy.
Fan Yuan felt that he had been stabbed at that sweet spot by Weiming. It was dangerous, extremely dangerous!
He was a little scared. He wanted to escape, but he was caught by the waist, rendering him unable to move. The man in front of him still maintained his flippant demeanour as he held Fan Yuan's hair in his palm. On the other hand, Fan Yuan didn't dare to underestimate this man any more. This person had sharp claws but was good at hiding it. He pretended to be harmless, causing others to lower their defenses. If he was careless, he would fall into the trap this man had set.
Fan Yuan's face sank, "I do not know what Master means?"
"I thought you knew." Weiming slowly withdrew his arm, inwardly warning himself not to move too fast. Only then did he stride forward.
Fan Yuan gazed at the tall and straight figure of Weiming's back from behind. He was serious and proud as usual, and was still that cruel and domineering man who killed without hesitation. The ambiguous teasing from just before seemed almost like an illusion.
Fan Yuan was all the more on guard. Somehow, he always felt that today's affairs would not just end like this. It seemed that the male lead was set on getting him in his grasp before he would stop. He didn't like him, yet he wanted to seduce him. Was it that he had nothing better to do?
Fan Yuan sorted out the known clues in his mind. First of all, the male lead definitely knew that the original host was secretly in love with him. As for how he knew.... . who cares. Second, the male lead really wanted him to admit his secret love, and currently, the male lead was also completely unscrupulous in seducing him. Third, the male lead had entrusted the female lead to the several supporting male leads and was planning to let her go without a care. Fourth, the male lead's degree of favour for him was very low. He didn't like him at all.
If we only looked at the first three points, the male lead had, without a doubt, fallen for him. But in the end, this was completely overruled by the fourth point. There was no leeway to reason it out at all. After pondering over it for a long time, he could only find one reasonable explanation——the male lead was not in a normal state of mind! This was commonly known as deep well ice; scientifically known as a psychopath.
Fan Yuan had convinced himself within the span of a moment. In the past, you would hear people say that you couldn't go against a psychopath, or else you would cause the degree of abnormality to deepen. You had to cater to their temperament and coax them, before you could begin to fool them. Fan Yuan felt that there was a certain truth to this saying. When a person's psychological needs were satisfied or made up for, they would lose their motivation and change their goal.
He was currently deciding on whether to follow Weiming's desires and confess his affections for once, to which he heard that man say as he pointed at the stream of water, "Undress and get in the water with this prince."
Fan Yuan: "......" Going so far when we've just come up!!
Fan Yuan shook his head, his expression revealing great commitment to his duties, "The others were left at the temple by Master. Currently, only one person—this subject— is here. I must stay on shore to protect Master."
Weiming's tone turned cold, "This is an order, not a discussion with you."
Alright, what a lord indeed. He had more or less figured out Weiming's way of thinking. Without a word more, he untied his belt and threw it aside. He thought in his heart, Weiming didn't like him anyway. If he wanted to look at him, he would let him look until he was satisfied. It was not his fault if he was disgusted.
Weiming didn't expect this child to be so obedient, actually taking it off as soon as he said it. He couldn't hold himself back from staring at Fan Yuan.
He saw Fan Yuan swiftly untie his belt and remove his blue outer trousers. Due to the hot weather, he only wore a white inner pants inside, leaving his perfectly straight long legs exposed. The milk white skin was warm, fine and smooth. After which, his coat was also removed, revealing two fair and soft buds that made one feel tender care for. The scar on his right chest had gradually faded, and the newly grown fair and tender skin could be seen.
Watching Fan Yuan stretch his hand to the strings of his inner pants, Weiming gradually started to breathe unsteady. In his heart, he thought back to the previous world where he and Fan Yuan had been childhood friends for more than ten years. When did he ever have such fortune to see this? Indeed, the sole best way to pursue his wife was to be shameless!
Fan Yuan's hands were trembling slightly. It was not because of shyness; he was not afraid of letting others see since they were all men, and he wouldn't lose a piece of flesh either. The reason why he didn't dare to move was because someone's gaze was too hot, almost as if they wanted to burn his shorts to ashes. He was a little uncertain on whether it was wise to continue.
Seeing that he didn't make any movements for a long time, the uncomfortable feeling in Weiming's heart turned even more anxious. He nearly couldn't hold himself back from going up and giving the child's pants a yank. Fortunately, his willpower was always firm. It took a lot of effort before he was finally able to move his eyes away from Fan Yuan. His voice was hoarse, "Why have your motions stilled?"
Precisely in the moment Wei Ming moved his gaze, Fan Yuan had speedily completed a series of actions such as undoing his belt—taking off his pants—getting in the water, etc.. When Weiming turned over, there was only a pair of white inner pants left on the ground. The person was already in the water.
He was angered to the point that he laughed. He walked over to the streamside and squatted down to look at Fan Yuan. His family's little guard was meeting his gaze with his iceberg face, staring with a pair of big round eyes. This little child thought that he was very imposing, but in fact, only the word "adorkable" could summarise him. It made one want to love him dearly in their arms.
Weiming discreetly shot a glance at the place where Fan Yuan was submerged by the stream. He could see a little bit of scenery, but it was not very clear. The fire in his heart was burning even more vigorously.
He deliberately provoked, "We're all men, what are you afraid of? Is it because that guy is too small, so you feel embarrassed to let me look?"
If it were before, Fan Yuan would bear with this kind of question that challenged one's male dignity and it would be over. However, this time it was different as the original host's equipment was very good. Although he can't compare with the male lead's god-given endowments, he was not that far off.
Gaining confidence, his guts had also gotten bolder. He had long forgotten the strange phenomenon where his crotched was being stared at by someone previously, getting up from the water with a burble. Head high and chest out, a face full of pride, he pointed to himself and said in a powerful and resonating manner, "Look, you think it's small?"
Weiming was originally looking down at him as he squatted by the streamside, but at present, Fan Yuan had suddenly stood up. That fresh and tender sprout was currently facing his face, only an arm's distance away......
A second later, Fan Yuan said, "Your nose is bleeding......"
Weiming's line of sight didn't move by a single inch. He calmly replied, "The weather is dry, heat in the gallbladder becomes effulgent."
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The Author has Something to Say:
Ahh I'm in a dilemma again. This story was originally supposed to have a BE, but that seems a bit too crazy to do in the extras. Why don't y'all choose yourselves (Vote, no marks given!)
HEBEIt doesn't matter, listen to the slag author
The votes will be counted tonight, 0:00, hah O(∩_∩)O~
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