Reborn as the little tail of the cool master

Chu Huaizhou seemed to have heard something extremely impossible. He raised his face in shock and surprise, and his light nude pink lips trembled slightly.

Xiao Jingxuan's clear pupils shone with a light as peaceful and mysterious as the night, which was incomprehensible.

He looked at his dazed appearance quietly, as if he wanted to see into his heart.

Chu Huaizhou couldn't stand his stare and retracted his hand. He lowered his head even more as if he was ashamed of his inferiority.

"Wha...what?"

Xiao Jingxuan thought of many possible outcomes, but the only one he didn't expect was the stunned junior uncle in front of him.

As he thought about it, he smiled again, his eyes curved into crescents, and there was a hint of satisfaction at the corners of his eyebrows and eyes.

His long eyelashes looked like butterfly wings stained with frost, and his voice was clear and cold like flowing mountain spring, yet also extremely gentle.

"What I said is real, it comes from the bottom of my heart."

"Uncle Junior Master, I like you. I want to own you. I want to have you all to myself."

Xiao Jingxuan forcefully pulled up his hand, pried open his fingers that were curled up due to nervousness, and placed them on his left chest.

"Uncle Junior Master, do you feel it? My heart is beating for you now."

"My place is filled with you, you in different emotions, shy and angry, awkward, gentle, cold and indifferent."

Xiao Jingxuan stared at Chu Huaizhou like a death row prisoner, waiting quietly for his judgment.

However, Chu Huaizhou seemed to have lost his soul, his right hand still on his chest, and he did not speak for a long time.

He tilted his head slightly, as if he wanted to look up, but seemed afraid to look Xiao Jingxuan in the eye.

"Uncle Junior Master, I know that I have made many mistakes in the past that you cannot forgive. I have treated you very badly."

"Before, my heart was blinded by lard and my eyes were covered by ignorance of good and evil, but now I have a clear mind."

Xiao Jingxuan's eyes were like the night sky of Pachyris, with the starlight blurred like tears, and like the vastness of distant mountains, with deep affection hidden between his brows.

After a long while, he slowly said, "Uncle Junior, I just want an answer from your heart."

Xiao Jingxuan's tone and expression were filled with cautious exploration.

"If it's good, you can tell me. If it's not good, you don't have to say it, okay?"

Chu Huaizhou gently struggled with his wrist and withdrew his hand from his chest.

His head was dizzy and he felt as if he was a clam, and his hard shell that used to protect his body had been pried open by the young man.

With extreme tenderness, ardent sincerity, and burning emotions, I pried open his hardness and saw the white softness inside.

Chu Huaizhou stood there at a loss. This was Xiao Jingxuan's straightforwardness. He couldn't think of any words to counter it. Even if he could, he couldn't say it out loud.

This person who has always been aloof, noble, arrogant, and calm had his protective armor completely removed for the first time.

He responded to Xiao Jingxuan's direct gaze in his most original appearance. He was flustered, frightened and at a loss.

He didn't know what to do at this moment, he didn't know what to say at this moment.

He tugged at his brocade robe, and pushed back the black hair that had fallen over his shoulders. He was in a hurry, but no one knew what he was busy with.

"Uncle Junior Master," Xiao Jingxuan's voice was low and hoarse, his eyes were deep and fiery, "If you don't want to tell me, then..."

"Wait a minute, don't call me yet!" Chu Huaizhou's heart was beating very fast at this moment, and his back and legs were tense.

His composure was thrown into disarray, and his disguised indifferent appearance was peeled off layer by layer. He wanted to escape.

"Okay, I won't call you Junior Master Uncle now." Xiao Jingxuan stared at him for a long time, "Actually, I'm not in a hurry, Chu Huaizhou."

"Don't look at me either." He turned around shamefully, with his back to him, secretly snapping his fingers.

He didn't know what he was struggling with, what he was ashamed of, and he even thought about it boldly.

I should rush up to him and hug him now, and then tell him what I am thinking -

"I like you too."

But these four simple, gentle and sweet words could never come out of Chu Huaizhou's mouth.

Just like a dog cannot spit out ivory, he seemed to be born unable to utter soft and pleasant words.

How long he pondered, how long Xiao Jingxuan waited foolishly, and his heart gradually turned from warm to cold.

"Uncle Junior Master." Xiao Jingxuan lowered his head and his eyelids drooped. "I understand your intentions."

After he finished speaking, he turned around and was about to leave. Chu Huaizhou finally got anxious, "I haven't said anything yet, how can you understand my feelings?"

Chu Huaizhou chased after him and grabbed Xiao Jingxuan's hand fiercely, "Don't go. Don't walk alone again."

His cold voice became gentle, and his tone seemed to be filled with earnestness and pleading.

Xiao Jingxuan laughed, his shoulders and back trembling slightly, and his laughter was hearty and pleasant.

Chu Huaizhou, feeling ashamed again, was about to pull his hand away, but Xiao Jingxuan suddenly grabbed his hand and showed no intention of letting go.

His five cold fingers, which were covered with sweat, fell into an extremely large, dry, warm palm with thin calluses.

Being caressed by him gently and treated by him tenderly.

Afterwards, the two said nothing more, but that was enough.

Xiao Jingxuan was so happy that he couldn't speak. He just changed his tone and called him again and again, "Chu Huaizhou, Huaizhou."

A solemn and serious voice called him softly and hoarsely, and gentle and affectionate eyes gazed at him deeply and tenderly.

They lingered on the river of love, hesitating to move forward, but at this moment they finally embraced each other and fell into it together.

Chu Huaizhou's restless heart, that violently beating heart, finally gradually calmed down and stopped.

He closed his eyes, then mustered up the courage to open them, and finally looked up at the boy he had loved for a long time.

The young man finally waited for the prodigal son to return. Fortunately, he threw away his armor and his insignificant face and grabbed his hand in time.

"Xiao Jingxuan," Chu Huaizhou's voice was also hoarse, and he stared at him for a moment.

"Our love is deep even when we meet, we can understand each other without speaking."

Xiao Jingxuan had little education, and looking at the junior uncle reciting poetry in front of him, he felt a little confused and bewildered. Even if he tried hard, he still couldn't understand the deep meaning of it.

He shook his head naively, and said in a coquettish and scoundrelly tone: "Huaizhou, I don't understand."

However, Chu Huaizhou did not explain immediately, but continued to try hard to say the words that had been buried in his heart for a long time.

In the end, it was difficult to say straightforward words anymore, so he put his arms around Xiao Jingxuan's body and hugged him gently.

Nothing was said, yet everything was implied.

Xiao Jingxuan felt his heart was so hot that it was about to explode.