先锋影音自拍亚洲欧美

Bai Chen felt that he could hear his heartbeat after he heard Yu Ming’s long statement about the masked man called Wu Jinhai.

It could be said that he ignored most of Yu Ming’s statements, and he only focused on the last sentence spoken by the Red Pavilion boss.

He still remembered when Zhu Ge helped him comb his long hair before the man asked him to keep the comb. Even today, he carried the comb inside his clothes, and that was why he was dumbfounded when he heard Yu Ming’s statement.

Back then, Wu Jinhai was still pretending to be a shameless prostitute named Zhu Ge, and the man could casually tease him using a comb made of rosewood.

The man looked like he was confessing his feelings using a comb, and even if Bai Chen thought that how someone gifted a comb to their lover was just their way of showing that they were stingy, he still kept the comb from that man with him the entire time.

Even when Bai Chen left his palace, he still carried the comb with him, and that only showed that the comb was precious to him.

Yes, before he found out the truth that the man in red had been lying to him all along, Bai Chen did treasure the comb, but before he heard Yu Ming’s statement, he had the intention to just throw the comb into the river because he was too furious.

However, how Yu Ming said that Wu Jinhai had made specially the comb for him was enough to make him hesitate. Back then, Zhu Ge carelessly said that he just saw the comb when he was at the market in Wu Li, and he just bought it randomly without thinking too much about it.

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Just now Yu Ming had told him that Wu Jinhai had made the comb on purpose, and that was why Bai Chen somehow thought that the masked man still had a hint of sincerity in his heart which was enough to confuse him at this point.

Unfortunately, Yu Ming, who had managed to confuse Bai Chen with his statement, was nowhere to be seen after he excused himself, and that was why Bai Chen could not ask the man for an explanation of what he had just said.

Now, he was just standing face to face with Wu Jinhai at the river, but neither of them said anything even if the two of them continued to stare at each other. The breeze on the river teased their strands of hair to move with it, but the two men still didn’t move and continued to stand there like statues.

“So, is it true that you purposely made the comb for me?” Finally, it was Bai Chen who broke the uncomfortable silence on the river.

The Werewolf Prince didn’t tie his brown hair, and that was why his brown strands became a little messy at the temptation of the wind. As was customary, Wu Jinhai suddenly raised his hand before using his long fingers to brush through Bai Chen’s brown hair.

Bai Chen wanted to avoid the touch, but he couldn’t even move his body. It seemed his body had gotten used to the man’s touch, and that was why there was no resistance when the man touched his long hair.

“That’s right,” Wu Jinhai finally opened his mouth to answer Bai Chen’s question.

It was the first time the man was willing to open his mouth after Bai Chen learned the truth about the man’s identity. Even when the two of them were still in front of the small house in the middle of the forest, Wu Jinhai was unwilling to open his mouth to answer Bai Chen’s question, and now when Bai Chen finally heard the man’s voice again, he was strangely relieved.

When the two of them were still in the Forbidden Forest, Bai Chen thought that Wu Jinhai’s voice was too deep, and he thought it was because of the existence of the golden mask that kept covering the man’s face.

However, when the man finally spoke again just now, Bai Chen assumed that the man’s voice sounded a little lighter than what he heard back then, and the Werewolf Prince concluded that Wu Jinhai was deliberately trying to make his voice sound deeper back then, probably trying to hide his true voice so the Werewolf Prince wouldn’t know he was faking his identity.

Bai Chen wanted to laugh at his stupidity, but he couldn’t laugh in this situation, and that was why he could only keep staring at the pair of brown eyes with his pair of blue eyes harboring a hint of bitterness in them.

Bai Chen didn’t feel at ease after learning another lie about the man, and he suddenly sneered before moving his hand to his clothes and pulling something from his white clothes.

The thing he had just pulled out was the comb he had received from Wu Jinhai, and the brown-haired Prince quietly grabbed Wu Jinhai’s hand which was still on his head before placing the comb on top of the man’s palm.

“Just take it back,” said the shorter man, looking at the taller one. “Maybe it’s true that you made this comb on purpose, but maybe the reason behind it was just to smooth out your plans to lie to me, right? That’s why you need to know that I don’t need this comb.”

The comb was in Wu Jinhai’s palm now, and Bai Chen withdrew his hand before averting his gaze so that he no longer looked at the man wearing the red hanfu.

He wanted to steel his heart, and he didn’t want to give Wu Jinhai a chance to continue lying to him again. It was his decision, but his body once again froze when he sensed how Wu Jinhai was quietly using the comb to comb his brown hair.

Bai Chen turned to Wu Jinhai again, and he could hear the man speak, “This comb is like my heart. It always belongs to you.”