In Another World, Everyone Want to Kill Me! Chapter 118: A Night of Misunderstandings

When one owes money, one lacks confidence. "Prince Shang... you’ve arrived?"

Watching Yue Mingxuan’s expression change from anger to flattery, Shang Qinghua felt that this man was like an opera perforr who could change faces in an instant.

So young, yet his self control was already so strong.

If he were not a Ger, he would surely beco soone great.

But Shang Qinghua preferred Yue Mingxuan when he did not hide himself.

Teasing a little cat, if it had no claws, would lose all the fun.

Seeing that Shang Qinghua showed no intention of collecting "interest" for a long ti, Yue Mingxuan secretly let out a breath of relief.

Perhaps he had overthought it after that forced kiss last ti.

Maybe the "interest" Shang Qinghua ntioned did not an that at all.

After realizing this, his expression relaxed, and the fake flattering smile on his face faded a little.

When it ca to money, he still had a bit left.

Paying interest should be possible, right?

Every ti he t Shang Qinghua, his wallet suffered heavy losses.

Shang Qinghua was like a cat, and he was like a mouse.

It would be best to tie a bell around the cat’s neck, so he could run away as soon as he heard it.

Imagining Shang Qinghua with a bell tied around his neck, Yue Mingxuan could not help but laugh out loud.

In the next mont, Shang Qinghua’s voice pulled him back to reality. "What are you thinking about? Say it out loud and let be happy too."

Yue Mingxuan’s smile froze instantly.

How could he possibly say it?

Was he supposed to say he was imagining tying a bell around Shang Qinghua’s neck?

Just thinking about the result was terrifying.

"Seeing Prince Shang... hehe... makes happy. Very happy..." Yue Mingxuan squeezed these words out after holding them in for a long ti.

Shang Qinghua raised an eyebrow with interest.

Now this man even dared to lie straight to his face.

Tsk, tsk.

This little cat really needs to be disciplined often.

"I’m tired. So, I will rest here tonight. Go wash yourself clean and co to serve ."

What... What... What?!

When Yue Mingxuan heard this, he felt like lightning had struck his head.

Damn Shang Qinghua.

He was also a hostage prince, what right did he have to demand this?

Even stepping back ten thousand steps, yes, Yue Mingxuan owed him money, but what was this now?

Was this paying a debt with his body?

Thinking this, Yue Mingxuan forced out an awkward laugh and said, "Prince Shang... isn’t this a bit inappropriate?"

Shang Qinghua glanced at Yue Mingxuan with displeasure flashing across his face.

This man had even learned how to refuse him now?

It seed he had been too busy lately, so busy that he had not even had ti to properly discipline his own "pet."

Letting out a cold snort, Shang Qinghua was satisfied to see Yue Mingxuan dash away like a frightened rabbit.

He was probably going to clean himself.

Shang Qinghua walked to the window and pushed it open.

A crescent moon hung in the sky.

When he had just entered the room earlier, the strong sll of garlic had almost knocked him over.

What strange and clever thoughts were always hiding in that man’s head?

Thinking back to that kiss from last ti, Shang Qinghua could not help but raise his hand to touch his own lips.

The feeling had been very good, especially the sensation when he bit down Yue Mingxuan’s pink lips.

It’s soft and sweet, like fresh fruit.

Perhaps he could do it again later?

Anyway, Yue Mingxuan could not escape from his grasp.

Teasing his own "pet," Shang Qinghua felt no guilt at all.

In the bathing room, Yue Mingxuan soaked in the wooden tub and carefully went through all the self defense techniques he had learned in his previous life.

Sadly, he realized that modern fighting skills were nothing more than fancy movents when compared to true ancient martial arts.

He let out a helpless sigh.

He then dried his body and put on his clothes.

Still, Shang Qinghua’s hidden guards were quite capable.

Knowing their master was coming, they had even prepared the bathwater in advance.

At so unknown point in ti, Shang Qinghua had unconsciously labeled Yue Mingxuan as exclusive to himself.

Yue Mingxuan did not know this and even Shang Qinghua himself did not understand why such a strong sense of possessiveness had grown toward this man.

The night wind blew in through the window and scattering Shang Qinghua’s thoughts into chaos.

When Yue Mingxuan stepped back into the room what he saw was a scene straight out of a moonlit painting of a handso man bathed in silver light.

He could not help but swallow his saliva hard.

Handso! Truly too handso!

Facing such a man, it felt like any words other than the most direct praise would be an insult.

Shang Qinghua was pulled out of his thoughts by the sound of Yue Mingxuan swallowing.

He turned around and saw Yue Mingxuan staring at him with obvious fascination.

He had seen such looks countless tis before and each ti he had felt nothing but disdain for those won.

However, this ti, seeing Yue Mingxuan like this, a hint of pleasure rose in his heart.

He removed his outer robe, leaving only his inner garnt and leaned casually against Yue Mingxuan’s bed.

The slightly open collar revealed a perfect pair of collarbones.

He beckoned with his hand and said, "Co here."

He’s so hot!

Yue Mingxuan was clearly overwheld by such "beauty."

His face flushed red like a ripe tomato.

It was too seductive.

If all n in the world looked like this, how were won or Ger supposed to survive?

Seeing Yue Mingxuan’s dazed expression, Shang Qinghua coughed awkwardly twice.

To be honest, with all that thick and ssy makeup on Yue Mingxuan’s face, it was hard to read his expressions.

Only those lively and spirit-filled eyes revealed anything at all.