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AN ICE STATUE, FOODIE AND A FLIRT [BL]

The story is about a 17 [ hundred of years] old Anying who got given the very things he dislikes in life. he loves world peace, freedom, fun and... food. hated killing, Gore , hunger and boredom amongst many others well he loves running away from home whenever he was about getting bound to a location and he always escapes. until the day he made the grave mistake of... allowing himself marry two mysterious people in the hopes of acting coquettish and being set free. but he never knew, not wanting to get tied to the affairs of the throne would get him tied to the affairs of a dome instead. well join this foodie and his tamers as they go through the journey of... taming each other out ... a might likely to find cut scene ... Arenas of death. he abandoned it for years, and came back to meet he had downgraded to third from first rank. that was how hard the game was no worries, he was glad that the game's progress was saved in his cloud account. so he just reinstalled it and continued to regain his former glory The cute thing was so busy playing a game that he didn't notice someone behind him until he heard a deep deadly voice " hand it over ". " ah!". he screamed and turned around thereby loosing hold on the controls of his character. his heart was pounding hard as he held the fabric covering his chest. ' dude you scared me! ' he wanted to yell but no he got up and jumped of the bed to keep his distance before staring at the man's handsome yet chilling visage. he had no time to admire the Man's physique at the moment as he asked while gulping trying to divert the man's attention. " w--what are you, d--doing here?". he was also curious with his fear on why the ice cube was in his room and not being a decoration in his usual position. but his question was met with the darkening of electric blue orbs and a chilling. " now ". ' momma... '. he took a step back instead of handing the phone over because he didn't want his phone to get confiscated... but there was nothing wrong with his phone! this was bullying!!. due to his actions, the room temperature dropped and when he thought the devil would pounce on him, his phone left his hand and appeared on the taller man's outstretched hand. "noooooooo!!! --". " shut up". interupted the flirt who had been leaning on the door bane. Anying didn't dare stare at his face but he could feel dreadful eyes on him. "y-you! what are you doing with my phone!". he yelled when he saw the ice cube's slender fingers operating his phone with lightning speed. but he got no response. "..." Anying began sweating " there's nothing in it !. hand it over !". he was ignored until 30 seconds later, the cube handed him his phone. when he snatched it waringly, he heard the flirt ask in nonchalance " did you delete it from the clouds?". "yes" the cube replied. the foodie got a bad feeling, so he checked his phone quickly and when he did, all Data from his loving game was... gone. it was deleted... for ever... and he couldn't start again because his account was now restricted by the cube. hot tears streamed down his face as he began to sniff. "you're crying because of a mere game ?". his chin was held and he was forced to look up into darkened electric blue eyes. '' mere... mere... mere... mere game! you got jealous of a mere game!. why the heck are you so possessive??!! ".he asked in fury. but the man replied with furrowed brows " it was just non existent Data.l'm still asking why you're crying about it ". unbelievable!. " you got jealous of non existent set of data! why!! ". the guy was furious. ".... " speechless. " because he can. and you have nothing to do about it. you don't have a choice anyway, so stick to whatever we tell you ". answered the flirt. silence then, " I want a deep kiss ". says the flirt as he walked towards him. " no! " screamed Anying. in this kind of situation?!. the flirt tilted his brow in question and asked " who asked you? ". right.

DaoistMqthay · Fantasy
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105 Chs

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His voice came out airy than expected. It was small in fear. Well he tried. But his hard spoken sentence got replied cooly with a blank stare straightly directed at him.

"And so?.".

Anying blanched out.

What did that mean?.

Weren't they going in to meet the rest people?.

He didn't have time to dwell on that, because Hanze leaned forward and captured his red lips in a kiss again.

Seemed the man wasn't satisfied before but Anying averted his face forcefully. Thereby breaking the kiss.

He didn't want the man to get used to kissing him!. It would toughen his chance of freedom!.

Well, his actions elicited a very dark chuckle from Hanze's lips causing Anying to gulp.

"Really?" The man asked cooly.

Anying felt his chin being held up in a strong grip of Hanze's slender fingers and his eyes met darkened electric blue ones.

' oh no ..' was all he could think of before a fleeting kiss was placed on his lips and he was pushed towards the living room.

' eh?...what just happened?...' he wondered while blinking with a confused expression on his face.

He glanced at Hanze who was now walking straight ahead. The guy didn't have a single expression on and it was creeping Anying out.

Because it was really hard to know if he was angry or not like this...

Ah!.

He really wanted to know what happened but the guy.... He couldn't imagine talking to him.... Initiating a conversation?.

Ba~ no!.

Maybe he should just ignore the man and focus on how to escape...

Yes that would do. it should.

He didn't have to be afraid.

After all he didn't do anything right?.

Right?.

Hm. Well we shall see about that.

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The both of them walked in silence towards the living room in relative silence.

The air around the taller man was one of danger while the one around the youth was that of big fear mixed with anxiety and a dash of anticipation. His petite soft frame was even trembling slightly.

Fear because of the man walking side by side with him though he himself was shorter.

Anxiety because he didn't know what was to come and anticipation because he wanted to see his friends.. how they were doing and how they would react if they met.

Minus yuehua and Xiao Hua of course... Hm ... Plus them... That couldn't count as meeting earlier right?.

Well, they finally arrived in a little step case which Hanze took the lead in descending. When Anying witnessed this,

He stared at the man's broad back with a frown thinking.

' how.. did he know this place so well?... '.

"Weren't you adamant on meeting your friends just now?." Hanze's voice broke him out of his thoughts.

The tone he used was anything but good in anying's ears.

The man turned when he still didn't hear anying's voice.

Anying's face flushed red from getting caught in the action of staring and he quickly walked past Hanze in other to diffuse the awkwardness of the situation to no avail.

By the way, why was the man even asking now.

Anying scoffed internally.

' who was it that said ' and so? ' when he suggested it earlier? Hmf! '.

Well why don't Anying just tell those words to Hanze's face so hell could just break loose?.

Well.... no.

he walked with hurried steps towards the square shaped place that had a white glow radiating forward.

And when he reached the place, he poked his small head of hair out to make head of the situation.

The living room was cut in the shape of a large square with two doors. One leading to the kitchen and dinning, while the other was leading to a passage way which had the rooms of the house in each sides.

There were a total of four sofas in the living room. Two were joined exactly in the far back, while the rest two where each on the sides forming a giant u-shape in the middle, which had a glass table.

Directly facing the u-shaped sofa is a wide television screen a little bit bigger than what they were supposed to be having in a house like this one.

Yeah... It's because they were get together and movie maniacs...

At least that was what Anying could remember...

It was the white chandelier that was illuminating the whole living room and Anying didn't have time to stare at the remaining house hold decors everywhere...

Nor was he going to stare long at the huge paintings of friend's adventures on the walls ....

Neither was he g--ok enough!.

The little peeker sighed in disbelief of his wandering mind and scanned the large room properly, he could make out the ' adviser ' of the group, sitting on the farthest sofa, more precisely in the middle.

The guy had a normal air, playful personality, with long raven hair, a pair of wise nightsky eyes and pink lips.

The guy was currently staring at yueha who was sitting on his right hand side with an inquiring gaze, his lips pursed after asking questions and getting no reply.

Well yuehua refused to say anything though. The guy yuehua was a silent person. Only talks when necessary. Opposite of the one currently probing his response though. Su jimeng the talkative.

The only good side of him was... He had wisdom that saved his life everytime his mouths gets him into trouble.

Sigh ~

Xiao Hua was next, she was sitting on jimeng's left hand side while chewing her bottom lip harshly... A sign of fear and worry... Ah?.

Close to her, a girl was also sitting. She had long blonde pigtails, big black adorable eyes, a bubbly and gulible personality ... Let's just say she's an innocently naive young girl.

Her lips were currently shaking as if she was about crying... Poor she but...

Not because she overhead yuehua's and Xiao hua's conversation...

Not because they told her...

But because she was about to fail a game called... Arena of death. her name was... Xiao chu Jing... Xiao Hua's little sister...

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hola!

I'm here again.

hope you had a nice day.

by the way... we're going to be having different Hanze temperament...

so bear with me... no him.

yeah him.

definitely him. ¯⁠\⁠_⁠༼⁠ ⁠ಥ⁠ ⁠‿⁠ ⁠ಥ⁠ ⁠༽⁠_⁠/⁠¯

*mumbling* after all I'm not the one bullying Anying with ... you know what.

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hope you had a nice day.

still open for corrections dear readers.

goodnight! muah! muah! muah!!.

see yah .

bye...

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