I Don't Want to Be a Charmboy【Quick Wear】

Chapter 396 His Highness the Crown Prince is Outstandingly Talented (34)

The man finally raised his head reluctantly, his lips leaving the ankle skin that had been rubbed until it blushed an alluring red, leaving a few damp marks.

In the dim light, his eyes seemed to burn with two dark flames, surging with an almost overflowing, thick, inky desire.

He stared at the sleeping figure on the bed, his deep voice slightly hoarse, like a murmur in the silence, carrying a hint of barely perceptible grievance and accusation.

“I’m really unhappy…” His fingertips traced Lin Shen’s spine lightly through his thin undershirt. “How come he was chatting and laughing with them…”

The thought of the relaxed expression that Lin Shen showed them, even if only for a moment, made the nameless fire in his heart burn even more fiercely, mixed with bitterness.

His hands, no longer content with her ankles, reached under the quilt with a burning heat and precisely caressed her slender, supple waist.

With her palm pressed against the warm skin beneath the thin fabric, she pulled the boy's slender body close to her with a slight effort, pressing them tightly together.

Another person's warm and powerful body pressed tightly against me from behind, carrying an undeniable presence.

Disturbed by the excessive restraint and burning body temperature in his sleep, Lin Shen frowned uncomfortably, his consciousness being forcibly pulled out of the chaos.

He wasn't fully awake yet, and mumbled incoherently with a startled, nasal tone and a hint of impatience.

"Hey...can you not tighten it so much?"

The boy's voice, hoarse from just waking up, suddenly rang out in the quiet bedroom, clearly audible.

The man behind him suddenly stopped moving, seemingly not expecting him to wake up so suddenly.

Then, a low chuckle escaped his throat, a chuckle that seemed to say he didn't care about being caught.

Instead of letting go, he took advantage of the situation and affectionately rubbed his high nose against Lin Shen's sensitive nape, his warm breath spraying onto the skin there, causing a slight shiver.

"Your Highness is awake?" His voice was laced with laughter, deliberately lowered, and possessed a captivating magnetism.

Lin Shen felt ticklish from his rubbing, and his consciousness returned to most of its peak. He raised his hand back in annoyance and pushed away the head buried in the back of his neck with precise force, though not with much force, but full of disgust.

"Jiu Fangcheng, could you make any more noise? Climbing out of the window, sneaking in, touching me inappropriately... I bet you'll wake up everyone in the Eastern Palace."

Being addressed by his given name directly did not annoy Jiu Fangcheng at all. Instead, he seemed amused and chuckled softly.

Taking advantage of Lin Shen's pushing posture, he seized the hand that was pressed against his forehead, held it firmly in his palm, and skillfully squeezed his fingers between the other's fingers, turning it into an intimate gesture of intertwined fingers. Under the quilt, he played with the boy's slender and well-defined fingers.

“Your Highness is so clever,” he said in a light tone, with a hint of smugness in his voice, “You guessed it right away.”

Lin Shen let him hold her hand, too lazy to even struggle, only closing her eyes helplessly. She was already used to Jiu Fangcheng's behavior of sneaking into her boudoir at night and even touching her inappropriately.

This guy, relying on his excellent skills and knowing the layout of his palace like the back of his hand, has been doing this kind of sneaky thing for quite some time now.

"Besides you, who else would be so bored?" Lin Shen's voice was filled with weariness, too lazy to argue with him.

Not only did Jiu Fangcheng not let go, but he tightened his arms around the boy from behind, firmly trapping the boy's slender body in his embrace. He nuzzled his chin affectionately against the boy's neck, like a large dog trying to please its master, his tone filled with undisguised expectation and a hint of smugness.

"Did Your Highness miss me too, which is why you guessed so accurately?"

Lin Shen felt his breath catch in his throat from being choked, and couldn't help but roll his eyes, slapping the iron arm around his waist in annoyance.

"Be quiet, I'm going to sleep."

His tone carried a sense of resigned helplessness. Anyway, this guy was thick-skinned and tough, and no matter how much he was scolded or beaten, he would remain stubborn. He had long since given up on wasting his energy arguing with him.

Jiu Fangcheng readily loosened his grip slightly, but still kept the person within his sphere of influence. His deep voice, hoarse from being ground by gravel, echoed in Lin Shen's ears.

"Your Highness, please sleep. I will warm your bed."

"Hmph—" Lin Shen couldn't help but let out a short, mocking laugh, "Has the General switched careers to become a bed warmer?"

Instead of being angry, Jiu Fangcheng's eyes flashed with interest. He found Jiu Fangcheng's sharp tongue particularly vivid and interesting, and nodded hastily, his tone even carrying a hint of longing.

"If I could warm Your Highness's bed every day now, I would be more than happy to do so."

"..."

Lin Shen was speechless at his shameless words, so he bent his elbow and gave him a sharp kick.

"Well!"

Jiu Fangcheng groaned as he took a solid hit to the chest, but instead of backing away, he used the momentum to move even closer, his warm lips almost touching Lin Shen's earlobe, whispering in a tone that was a mixture of grievance and teasing.

"Is Your Highness going to hurt your only bed warmer? Who will warm your bed then?"

Lin Shen was so angry at his shameless act of turning the tables that he almost laughed. He raised his foot and kicked him behind him, saying, "Get lost! You're so shameless!"

Jiu Fangcheng reacted extremely quickly, his thick and powerful thighs swiftly clamping down on the boy's kicking calves, firmly restraining his restless legs.

The two bodies pressed even closer together, almost completely touching.

Jiu Fangcheng felt the stiffness in the person in his arms, chuckled, and threatened him in an even hoarse, suggestive voice.

"If Your Highness continues to seduce me, I will soon... be doing more than just being a bed warmer."

He deliberately emphasized the words "seduction" and "duty," his hot breath spraying onto Lin Shen's sensitive ear.

Lin Shen felt a surge of heat rush to his cheeks, his ears instantly turning bright red. He was both ashamed and angry, but his hands and feet were restrained, and he couldn't move. He could only breathe rapidly with anger, but he couldn't utter a single word of curse.

That bastard! He's absolutely... utterly shameless!