SHEN JI YUN quickly steadied himself and turned to face Luo Yan. He spoke carefully. "Wouldn't you be more comfortable having your own bed?"
Luo Yan tilted his head, his expression clearly showing he did not understand Shen Ji Yun's hesitation. He took a step closer and said softly, "Actually, I would be much more comfortable if I could cuddle with you."
And that would mean a night of pure torture for Shen Ji Yun. A sweet kind of torture, but torture all the same. He could already imagine the ache it would cause a certain part of his body. He might not even last an hour before giving in to what he wanted so badly.
So he had to stand his ground. "As much as I would like that, I think it is better if we do not share a room."
Luo Yan took another step forward, and Shen Ji Yun instinctively stepped back. Each time Luo Yan moved closer, Shen Ji Yun retreated until his back met the wall. Luo Yan stopped just a foot away, leaving him nowhere else to go.
