The Assassin's Enemy Lover

152 Your hands are magic

“I don’t have anyone I like and I don’t plan on falling in love,” he answered with his fingers grasping the edge of the counter.

Yi Chen felt a dull throb like he had been punched in the gut. He had expected such a response but he didn’t think he would be this affected despite anticipating it.

He subconsciously took a step forward and looked him straight in the eyes before saying, “Maybe it’s because you haven’t met someone who makes your heart beat fast..... You don’t care about it now and remain resolute but when the feeling strikes you won’t be able to help yourself.”

Zi Han felt an inexplicable pressure engulf his body under that piercing gaze. He found himself drowning in those enchanting eyes and his soul seemed to have left his body for a moment. That’s when he finally saw it.

No wonder so much hate was directed at him at that gathering. Yi Chen had an irresistible charm that could drive a girl insane.

Forget his background, achievements, and cold temperament. Yi Chen’s dangerous handsome face and mesmerizing eyes were enough to have a girl’s uterus flip over begging to carry his kid.

‘How fascinating,’ thought Zi Han before extricating himself from this snake-like charm.

“It seems the class president is speaking from experience..... so who is this person that stole your heart?” he asked subconsciously leaning forward reducing the distance between them.

Yi Chen’s lips parted as though to speak but he soon restrained himself having realized that Zi Han was playing him. He was just trying to get him to spill the beans and it almost worked.

.....

Yi Chen raised his free hand and flicked Zi Han’s forehead while saying, “It’s none of your business,” before taking a step back.

“Ah..... class president Chen that’s disrespectful. I won’t be appeased unless I flick yours back. Come here,” said Zi Han trying to flick Yi Chen’s forehead.

Yi Chen dodged skillfully and took three strides running away from him. “You call me class president Chen again and Mr. Twiggles won’t go home with you tonight,” he said.

Zi Han paused for a second before saying, “Yi Chen, that is my shark. You can’t hold it hostage.” He rushed over and reached out to avenge his forehead that had been flicked ruthlessly.

Yi Chen grasped both of Zi Han’s wrists and crossed his (Zi Han’s) arms against Zi Han’s chest restraining him. Like an angry little kitten throwing a fit, Zi Han put up a struggle but the person he was dealing with wouldn’t let him win.

“Yi Chen you are such a bully,” said Zi Han pushing Yi Chen with a light smile on his face.

Yi Chen let Zi Han push him knowing fully well that as long as he didn’t loosen his grip Zi Han won’t be able to break free. “I bully only you....,” said Yi Chen as his back was pressed against the wall after being driven towards it by Zi Han.

Zi Han sneered while tugging his hands back to free himself. “What? Am I supposed to feel honored? Class president Che-,” he said before Yi Chen interjected asking,

“Didn’t you want a massage?”

Zi Han who really wanted a massage stopped struggling and his eyes lit up. He wanted deep tissue massage to smooth the knots and tangles in his tense muscles. As long as it was not a bionic or humanoid creature doing it he would accept it.

“Uh huh but where is the expert? Aren’t we alone here?” asked Zi Han while looking around.

Yi Chen let go of Zi Han and then pointed at himself.

“I will do it for you. I have been training all my life and sometimes my muscles ached so I have years of experience. The only problem is that I haven’t done it for anyone else.”

Even Li Ran hadn’t had that special treatment. Zi Han would be the first. “Hahaha no... no nope. I am going home,” said Zi Han after letting out a disbelieving laugh.

Yi Chen, “.....”

Was that laugh necessary? He helplessly watched Zi Han walk out of the kitchen heading for the door. He wanted to show off his skills but Zi Han wouldn’t even give him the chance to put his hands on his body. Unresigned he rushed over to him and gently grasped his shoulders before kneading them like dough.

Zi Han who was about to shake him off instantly melted like ice cream under the hot summer sun. It felt so good that Zi Han subconsciously closed his eyes sinking into the feeling.

“Ah.... Chen-ge, your hands are magic.... Ah, that’s the spot.... fuck..... mhm,” he said followed by a string of contented moans. Yi Chen who had been excited to show off his skills just now immediately regretted it.

Those sounds couldn’t help but send his imagination into overdrive. His body suddenly felt hot all over with his lower half which had been well behaved lately threatening to show itself and expose his secret.

This made him lose his confidence in his self-restraint. He didn’t want someone else to put their hands on Zi Han which is why he decided to do this by himself. But his jealousy was overtaken by his desire for self-preservation.

If his secret is exposed then this might be the last time he will spend time alone with Zi Han. Having made up his mind he let go of Zi Han’s shoulders.

Zi Han who was enjoying himself felt a sense of emptiness as the warmth from Yi Chen’s fingers disappeared. He immediately scolded him without any consideration, “Why did you stop all of a sudden? Keep going.”

It was like one’s partner abruptly stopping their actions just when they are about to climax. Disappointment, anger, and frustration are some of the emotions that person would feel under those circumstances.

Zi Han felt the exact same way thus he scolded him. Yi Chen outrightly refused, “I think you are right. I will find you a professional.”

What Yi Chen meant by professional was an older woman with the heart of an aunt. Of course, they should also be less attractive and not into men. That way he could only be reassured.