Surprise! The Supposed Talent Show Was Actually-?!

Chapter 55- Knight

Wu Jin’s breathing slowed.

The heavy, overlapping curtains filtered out the light, and the strong, aggressive aura was like a raging fire. The neck that was forced to lift up was held in place by the man’s rough hand, like a king who used his power to suppress everything.

The youth gasped in the dark, his shoulders and arms straining for half a second before gradually relaxing beneath the completely familiar scent. His neck even rubbed against Wei Shi’s hand.

A forehead kiss.

Wu Jin suddenly realized that he had no idea what the proper etiquette was after a thousand years, but from his take on the situation––big brother was probably rewarding him!

The youth who’d originally been at a loss suddenly became excited due to this sudden realization despite being clearly exhausted and covered in bruises!

This realization made Wu Jin’s heartbeat speed up again. It was just like standing in the brightly lit arena; unusual emotions surging up in his heart.

The youth was soaked in sweat that chilled him as he remained behind the dark curtains. Only the kiss on his forehead was dry and hot, bringing his cooling blood back to a boil once again––

One kiss.

The hands that were covered with gun calluses stroked against the side of the youth’s neck, the hot palm wandering around the mark that had already vanished.

However, Wu Jin was too busy to think about that. His extremely joyful mood caused him to look up eagerly, his gaze colliding with Wei Shi’s––

What he saw was an Adam’s apple that moved slightly, and the cold, knife-like curve of a jaw. After that was the clear outline of light and shadow, the high bridge of a nose, and the dark pupils that shone with an inner light. When the man looked down at the youth, a surge of strong aggression suddenly burst out from the handsome features, like a bright bayonet within his field of vision, making it so that people couldn’t help but follow his will.

The proud king finally lowered his dignified head and rewarded his triumphant knight.

Wu Jin stared dazedly into Wei Shi’s eyes. It was clearly very dark behind the bright curtains, but it seemed as if there were countless dome lights reflecting in his eyes.

The king&#k2026; was really good looking.

Countless fragments of chaotic thoughts rushed up in his mind. His mouth dried up due to excessive blood loss and his rapid heartbeat, and he even had an impulse to offer up all his glory. He flushed, the color rising from his neck to his cheeks.

Wei Shi’s voice was hoarser than before and seemed to come down from the sky, “What are you thinking.”

Wu Jin replied reflexively, “I, I, I...”

Wei Shi: “Turned silly?”

Wu Jin shook his head in a daze.

The hand that had previously shackled the youth’s neck shifted downwards, pausing slightly beside the wound on his right shoulder.

“Does it hurt.” The man asked in a low voice.

Wu Jin shook his head like a rattle drum. The next moment, the healing liquid that was simultaneously warm and cool sprinkled over his wound, causing a dull pain to spread from the originally numb injury.

Then on his right arm, waist, and abdomen.

The man gestured for him to lift up his protective gear. Wu Jin’s narrow waist was relaxed trustingly, revealing a slight inward curve and soft little belly.