C94 – Sinister Lover [Slice]

Chu Chen’an’s lips were slightly parted, and after a few seconds of hesitation, he quickly shook his head and whispered, “No, nothing.”

The smell was faint, but Chu Chen’an’s sense of smell was more sensitive than that of normal people; he did perceive the smell of blo-od from Lan Xu.

The radiance of the lamp shone on Lan Xu’s enchanting features, and his emerald green eyes seemed to be hiding countless unknown dangers, ready to engulf him.

 

Chu Chen’an placed the bowl and felt that his illness instantly improved. Although he was easy to deceive, he could still distinguish the situation.

 

He got up and said, “I’ve finished drinking; I’ll go up first.”

 

As he spoke, he ran up the stairs as if escaping.

 

Lan Xu propped up his chin, looking at Chu Chen’an’s back. “No more drinks?”

 

“No.” Chu Chen’an didn’t dare to turn back and quickly went up the stairs.

 

Lan Xu smiled faintly and pursed his lips, his eyes slightly innocent. He lowered his head and sniffed his collar.

 

“Why are you afraid of me again?”

……

After hastily washing up, Chu Chen’an collapsed on the bed, his breath still a bit rapid.

 

He opened the system control panel and casually swiped through his background. His mind was so full of confusion that he simply closed the background and buried his face in the pillow.

 

He tried to digest Lan Huai’s words today while dispersing Lan Xu’s seductive and dangerous smiling face in his mind.

 

Lan Huai said falling in love with him was destined.

 

Destined.

 

Chu Chen’an’s mind was in chaos. His fair feet stepped on the blanket, and his slender legs kicked a few times. He smelled the fragrance of the room and fell into aimless contemplation again.

 

Chu Chen’an didn’t know what kind of flower’s fragrance it was, and it was different from the fragrance of the flowers Lan Huai put at his bedside every day.

 

But as long as he smelled it, his heart would involuntarily calm down, and he also remembered a certain old memory.

 

He had smelled this scent before, especially after Lan Huai had locked him up in his house, he could smell it every day.

 

At that time, Lan Huai had long since shed the shackles of holiness and abstinence, tirelessly claiming and violating him late at night every day, completely ignoring how he cried and begged for mercy.

 

He always felt that the nights were especially long during that time, and the noble witch-compassionist became a pathological madman, always repeating his name in his ears over and over again.

 

As he drifted off to sleep in the ambiguous air, Lan Huai restlessly and paranoidly wrapped his arms around him and fell asleep.

 

The ethereal fragrance was also the strongest at that time, and when he was half asleep, he could always feel this sweet and enticing scent.

 

It broke through the closed window like it had an aura, sucking in Chu Chen’an obsessively, sticking to his surroundings, and tempting Chu Chen’an to seek it out.

 

He knew that the aroma came from the hidden back room—the courtyard of the redwood house, blocked off with silver bells and talisman paper.

 

Lan Huai gently allowed him to walk around the quaint building as he pleased, but had several times seriously forbidden him to step into that mysterious realm.

 

He hadn’t been able to hold back one day and curiously pushed open the door of the grand wooden house, which was like a massive flower room.

 

It was filled with all sorts of flowers, gnomes, and treacherous grasses, and the scent came from the flower plant in the very center!

 

That was the most bizarre and bewitching flower Chu Chen’an had ever seen.

 

Its bright red flower heart was like a seductive poisonous insect, trying to seduce his soul with its enticing scent.

The lively aroma seemed to have become excited and restless due to the arrival of Chu Chen’an, eagerly emitting a seductive and strong scent, praying for Chu Chen’an’s proximity.

 

An An, An An.

In the midst of the chaos, he actually thought he heard this thing calling his name.

He stood there blankly, his body approaching it uncontrollably.

He reached out and touched the dangerous and beautiful flower bud, which immediately turned into a bloody liquid that eagerly dripped onto his hand, immersed in his skin, and disappeared completely.

Chu Chen’an panicked, as this thing had actually melted into his blo-od.

Then he turned around and saw Lan Huai walking towards him with a gloomy expression. He restrained his anger and tightly embraced him.

Lan Huai lifted his hand and rubbed it vigorously with his palm, but it was already of no use.The fragrance of flowers indoors filled the air with increasing satisfaction, full of provocation towards Lan Huai.

Chu Chen’an was frightened and held tightly by Lan Huai.

He only heard Lan Huai holding his face and saying, ‘Why are you so disobedient?’

Lan Huai’s eyes were filled with unease and despair.

I won’t agree; I don’t agree… You were originally mine alone, baby.

He didn’t understand the meaning in Lan Huai’s dialect at that time.

He only remembered that day when Lan Huai angrily dismantled the dark and strange flower room but left behind the bright red flower. That night, Lan Huai viciously demanded him for the whole night. He had never seen Lan Huai lose his temper like that, and even now he couldn’t help but tremble when he thought about it. …

Looking back now, he still felt some confusion.

Chu Chen’an flipped over on the bed.

He inexplicably remembered the words that Lan Xu had said to his gray portrait a few days ago.

 

 

This is also my wife.

Chu Chen’an was so scared that he suddenly stood up and sat up, his wide collar sliding over his shoulders without noticing.

He blinked his eyes a few times and suddenly buried himself back in the pillow.

 

Impossible, impossible.

No matter how he thought about it, there was no connection between those two.

He pondered for more than ten minutes and fell asleep directly.

At night, the lights were turned off.

Chu Chen’an was turned over, his collar wide open, with red marks all over, and he was brought into a cold embrace.

Chu Chen’an walked downstairs and instinctively raised his collar. He had a nightmare last night; he was half asleep and half awake, only to find Lan Huai holding him and coaxing him.

Lan Huai hugged him tightly, kissed off the tears at the corner of his eyes, gently patted his back, and patiently coaxed him to continue sleeping as before.

 

Lan Huai’s hands had turned cold, but he could still calm him down. He slept soundly in the second half of the night, not even noticing that he was being kissed.

He arrived at the lobby on the first floor, which was surrounded by the smoke of incense and candles. Lan Xu was standing straight in front of the altar, lost in thought.

Chu Chen’an hadn’t even taken a few steps forward when Lan Xu noticed. He turned around and curled his lips. “Good morning, Chen’an.”

 

Chu Chen’an’s footsteps paused, and he responded, “Good morning.”

“How are you feeling today? Are you still uncomfortable?”

Lan Xu asked in a warm voice, adding two white candles to the altar.

 

Chu Chen’an inexplicitly felt nervous. He shook his head and whispered, “It’s much better now.”

 

“That’s good, “Lan Xu turned around and said to him with a smile, “let’s have dinner.”

 

Chu Chen’an nodded, then they sat down on the table. Lan Xu filled a bowl of congee and gave it to him. He glanced at the red mark under Chu Chen’an’s collar, and his eyes darkened.

 

“Did you sleep well last night?”

 

Chu Chen’an nodded and thanked him for the meal.

 

“By the way, Chen’an,” Lan Xu turned to look at him, “you forgot to answer me yesterday.”

 

Chu Chen’an took a mouthful of Congee, raised his eyes abruptly, and asked nervously, “Hmm?”

 

 

“How did you end up at my brother’s house after being dr-ugged yesterday?” Lan Xu asked with confusion, but his expression was normal.

 

 

Chu Chen’an’s small face paled. He kept stirring the congee with a spoon.

How should he answer?

He couldn’t say that he was carried back by Lan Huai, could he?

Lan Xu picked up a lot of dishes for him and said, “No one dares to enter my brother’s house except me.”

Chu Chen’an squeezed the spoon tightly. “Why?”

 

“Because people in the fortress say that my brother’s house is a murderous mansion, and no one has been able to enter it these years.” Lan Xu smiled and pressed him. “How did you end up in there?”

 

Chu Chen’an lowered his head and said, “I don’t know; I woke up inside.”

 

“Oh?” Lan Xu moved closer, his tall figure enveloping him like a dense net. “Is it hard to believe that it was my brother who carried you back?”

 

He pretended to be understanding and smiled deeply. “Chen’an, you are actually my little sister-in-law, right?”

 

Chu Chen’an was stunned, confused by Lan Xu’s sudden remark.

 

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