The Assassin's Enemy Lover

586 “how did I get so lucky?”

Yi Chen’s heart was pounding hard against his chest as he stared at Zi Han who was lying on top of him. He stretched out his hand and touched his man’s long and thick eyelashes admiring his handsome visage.

Zi Han who was messing with his clothes looked at him and suddenly laughed. “Why does your face look so pale? Are you that afraid we will get caught?” asked Zi Han with a glint of pleasure in his eyes.

Yi Chen shifted his gaze from Zi Han’s eyes to his pink lips. His hand moved down and he gently rubbed Zi Han’s bottom lip with an infatuated look in his eyes.

“You... you are so handsome,” whispered Yi Chen before his gaze shifted back to Zi Han’s eyes and continued, “how did I get so lucky?” his voice hoarse and sexy.

Zi Han’s ears grew hot as he averted his gaze seeming shy. “Well, luck really doesn’t have anything to do with it,” he said playing with the collar of Yi Chen’s t-shirt seeming bashful like a newly wedded bride in the bridal chamber with her new husband.

“You wooed me persistently and you mad-,” he said before his lips were sealed with his scorching breath spraying on his face.

Zi Han was a little startled but soon his muscles relaxed as he pried Yi Chen’s lips open deepening the kiss.

His hand caressed down Yi Chen’s chest and slipped underneath his t-shirt. He caressed Yi Chen’s muscles and the man groaned softly like he was finding his touch very much enjoyable.

Yi Chen slid his fingers up Zi Han’s collarbone kneading and caressing making his heart itchy. He pressed his palm at the back of Zi Han’s neck and pulled him down deepening the kiss.

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The two entangled in a heated exchange and quickly sank deep into the sea of desire that is until Zi Han’s light brain rang. He ignored it at first sucking on Yi Chen’s lips while his roguish hands kneaded Yi Chen’s abs underneath his t-shirt.

The person on the other side of the call was oddly persistent so Zi Han had no choice but to stop. He reluctantly parted from his lover and turned his head to the side to answer.

While his light brain was scanning his biometrics to unlock, Yi Chen kissed his ear and licked it with the soft tip of his tongue.

There was a wet glimmer on the pink earlobe and like a feather brushing against his sensitive spots, it left an itchy feeling at the bottom of his heart.

Zi Han glanced at Yi Chen from the corner of his eye the accusation in that gaze as clear as day but Yi Chen ignored him.

He continued to bury his head in the croak of Zi Han’s neck kissing him tenderly yet forcefully igniting the sizzling passion lying docile in his heart.

Zi Han cleared his throat before answering the call. “Grandpa, hello,” he said but that didn’t deter Yi Chen who kept harassing him. “You two better not screw each other on my sun lounger or I will ban the both of you from my house,” said Zi Feiji and Yi Chen who overheard the raspy voice froze. His back suddenly stiffened and even his breathing stopped.

He hastily let go of Zi Han and pulled down his t-shirt while pushing Zi Han’s chest with a force not so light yet not so hard. His face was flushed with the redness spreading down his t-shirt.

Compared to him Zi Han wasn’t rattled in the slightest. In fact, he looked like he was going to continue the moment this call ended.

“Are you watching the surveillance? Grandpa, that’s not its purpose,” he said with a smile in his eyes like that of a fox.

“You brat. Who is watching you? I forgot that I needed to water my chrysanthemums and wanted to check if you lot were home so I could ask one of you. Who would have thought I would catch you two messing around,” said Grandpa Zi and Yi Chen was so embarrassed that he wanted to run away and hide.

He didn’t dare raise his head looking like a husky who had done something wrong and refused to look his owner in the eye. If he had ears on the top of his head they would be drooping and sad.

One word popped into Zi Han’s head and that word was cute.

This man was inexplicably cute. Such a word couldn’t be used to describe the Marshal, the commander and chief who had countless loyal subordinates and infinite deadly weapons at his fingertips but here he was unable to think of another word to describe Yi Chen.

“Uh uh, grandpa I am sorry. I will water the chrysanthemums for you. By the way, how did my baby do at the competition?” he asked but grandpa Zi blew up like a pressure cooker after being sabotaged.

“Your baby? He is more like my baby than yours. I have to go... and stop messing around on my sundeck. Go get a room,” said Zi Feiji before the phone call was cut.

Zi Han glanced down at Yi Chen and without any consideration of his grandpa’s words he pinched Yi Chen’s chin forcing him to turn his head before kissing his lover hard.

Yi Chen was still unsettled by the call so his response was a little stiff as his fingers weakly rested on Zi Han’s chest. He wanted to push him away but that kiss was just like the taste of nectar is to bees. He was so drawn to it and unable to fight it.

“Hmm...,” he groaned his fingers slowly letting go.

Zi Han who was finally satiated parted their lips and kissed his chin, cheek and forehead with an affectionate look in his eyes. Zi Han lowered his head and whispered into Yi Chen’s ear, “I love you.”

The sweet sweet sound of Zi Han’s words seeped into his heart making it beat faster. Yi Chen turned his head slightly till his lips were touching the side of Zi Han’s face and replied, “I love you too.