LFB Chapter 9

Shang Zhao woke up in befuddlement along with a slight headache.

What happened after getting drunk was like a one big dream with only a few fragments left, making it difficult for him to tell whether it was really a dream or not.

He opened his eyes and looked at his surroundings; when he saw the young man sleeping soundly in the bed next to him, he was completely dumbfounded.

He dazedly looked down, his gaze landing on his wrist—there was a black hairband on it.

Adam’s apple moved, his mouth feeling dry.

He took the water bottle that was on the bedside table, twisted it open, and took a few sips.

But the water had been opened already though…

Shang Zhao gulped the water in his throat, then looked down at the water bottle in his hand.

It…it’s Ning Gui’s water bottle…

He rubbed his slightly hot ears, screwed the cap back on, and put the water bottle back to where it was.

He still smelled of alcohol. Shang Zhao tousled his hair, deciding to first take a cold shower to calm down.

Without a change of clothes, he could only wear what he had on before once he finished showering.

He pulled up his pants and came out of the bathroom, his eyes meeting those of Ning Gui’s. Shang Zhao’s face immediately turned red, and he stammered his words, “I–I will take responsibility!”

Ning Gui tilted his head. “Huh, what responsibility?”

What responsibility…? Nothing happened last night.

He wants to take responsibility? That’s just his wishful thinking.

Shang Zhao’s tone was somewhat dejected. “Sorry, I drank too much last night.”

Ning Gui looked at him. He couldn’t help but laugh. “You don’t need to apologize.”

“Giving you my hair band, letting you kiss me, and coming to the hotel with you…” He rubbed the tattoo on his wrist, his face flushed a bit. “I was willing.”

Shang Zhao walked over to him, his eyes filled with incredulous surprise.

“Then–then can—” He was somewhat incoherent, “Then can I, can you…let me take responsibility?”

Ning Gui deliberately pretended to not understand. “But you didn’t do anything, why do you need to take responsibility?”

“I did it, just now, in the bathroom, I…” Shang Zhao’s cheeks and ears were flushed red, and he guiltily put his hands behind his back.

“Shang Zhao.” Ning Gui brushed the tip of his tongue against his lower teeth. “You sure are daring.”

He dared to think about him while doing that.

And even have the nerve to admit it.

Shang Zhao whispered, “I like you, so this kind of thing…I can’t help myself.”

Ning Gui looked at him, feeling a little angry but also a bit amused, and finally slowly started to laugh. “I also like you.”

Shang Zhao dazedly let out an “Huh” sound.

“So, let’s date.”

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The End.