Instead of pushing Yan Chengyu away in anger as usual, An Yan raised his eyes and looked at him. He just looked at him, not making any move.

Yan Chengyu froze. ‘What is he doing? Is he frightened? Too scared? That’s suspicious! This is An Yan! How can he be scared by me?’

“I say, if you don’t make a sound, I’m really going to mess with you.”

‘Ahhhh! Why is he looking at me without blinking and not saying anything? If this goes on, I really can’t hold it anymore!!!’

Yan Chengyu was inwardly annoyed and could hardly hold it back. Something erotic might happen if the atmosphere continued to be like this.

“Are you listening to me?!!” Yan Chengyu suddenly shouted. Perhaps he was afraid he couldn’t control it, so he screamed to An Yan.

An Yan wasn’t afraid of him, and it wasn’t the first time Yan Chengyu had yelled at him like that.

“Haven’t you always done whatever you wanted to do regardless of what I think? But today you’ve suddenly become so polite?” His voice was calm, and his eyes were still looking straight at Yan Chengyu.

When Yan Chengyu heard this, he thought that An Yan was sarcastic and was about to get angry. But inexplicably, An Yan looked very calm and did not look like he was scolding him.

“Are you testing me? Or are you playing with me?”

‘This is not like An Yan! He should be a fierce guy with a disgusted face!’

‘What is he thinking? And he’s not telling me!’

“Do you really think I’m a gentleman? If you don’t push me away, when you come back to your senses later, it will be on my bed, with your hands pinned and your clothes forcibly removed, and nothing can be done then!”

It seemed like both a warning and an expectation that Yan Chengyu wished he could have that chance.

“So what? What are you waiting for? Weren’t you the one who said you were going to overpower me?” It was the same calm, eyes still looking straight at Yan Chengyu.

“Do you know what you’re saying now?”

Yan Chengyu’s voice immediately sank, his breathing unusually rapid. His breath was hot as he pounced on An Yan’s face.

“I know. I’m just afraid you don’t know what you’re hearing right now.” He then smiled amusedly. This was the first time An Yan smiled at Yan Chengyu, in this kind of situation.

After hearing this, Yan Chengyu didn’t dawdle. He picked up An Yan and sprinted to their room, closing the door and going straight to the big bed to throw An Yan on it and press him down.

“I’ll give you one minute to back out now.”

Although he wanted to touch An Yan, Yan Chengyu gave him time to think it over for fear An Yan would regret it.

“If you don’t want to do it now, we can do it another time. There’s plenty of time anyway.”

It was as calm and quiet as ever and Yan Chengyu doubted if he was dreaming. Such an easy-going An Yan would only appear in his dreams; he even had taken the initiative to invite Yan Chengyu.

“If you don’t think it’s real, I can give you a slap to clear your mind.” An Yan seemed to smile again, not obviously, but inexplicably sweet.

Yan Chengyu buried his face in his head with excitement. ‘Sh*t! It’s real! It’s really f*cking real!’

“Let me make it clear. I will be on the top, not the one at the bottom.”

Since An Yan was a top, Yan Chengyu had to make it clear to him first. He didn’t want to fight over who should be the top when that unstoppable moment came.

“Of course, I know that. In front of you, I at least still understand what role I should play.”

Unexpectedly, An Yan accepted, or perhaps he had known he was the one at the bottom from the moment he found out he liked Yan Chengyu.

Besides, he couldn’t overpower Yan Chengyu, so why waste unnecessary time? It would be better to enlighten himself to prepare for this moment first.