The yandere president's boyfriend!

Chapter 495 Don’t read it.

He felt his entire body enveloped in an indescribable heat, and every inch of exposed skin seemed to be licked by invisible flames, especially his cheeks, which were so hot that they almost burned.

He instinctively raised his hand and covered his eyes with his palm, trying to block out the increasingly fiery gaze, as if this could help him escape this inexplicable burning heat and throbbing.

"Stop looking." His voice trembled slightly, with a barely perceptible pleading tone, but it was clearly audible in the room where they could only hear each other's heartbeats.

That heartbeat, like a war drum, struck again and again the barrier they had built together, shaking every inch of the air.

In the room, there was no other sound except the frantic beating of two hearts.

There was a subtle tension and anticipation in the air, as if a storm was about to come, but was tightly bound by an invisible force and could only brew and ferment in this small space.

He slowly lowered his hand, his eyes deep, like the brightest star in the night sky, falling on the person he called "baby".

The man was curled up in the corner at the moment, with a look of confusion and innocence on his face. His eyes were as clear as water, but seemed to hide endless secrets and temptations.

The red clothes on his body made his skin look even whiter, as pure and flawless as the first snow, but the touch of red added a bit of charm and elegance.

"The baby looks so pretty, and the red color suits the baby very well."

His voice was low and gentle, like the warmest spring breeze, gently blowing across the heart.

His hand unconsciously reached behind him, his fingertips gently touching the delicate skin like silk, and then he slowly pulled the clothes to cover it properly.

Then he stretched out his other hand and gently pinched the man's earlobe.

The earlobe was soft and warm, like the most precious treasure in his palm.

He looked at it carefully, with a strange light flashing in his eyes, as if he was admiring a unique work of art.

"I don't have a pierced ear. I should get one."

He spoke to himself, kneading gently with his fingertips, and every touch seemed to be telling the fragile skin of endless pampering and possession.

The person's earlobe turned slightly red under his fingertips, like a newly opened petal, delicate and beautiful.

He suddenly squatted down, and with gentle but firm movements, he untied the restraints on the man's feet.

At that moment, he seemed to have released all the restraints and shackles, and rescued the man from the endless darkness.

Then, he picked up the man by the waist without hesitation and walked downstairs with steady steps.

The man seemed so light in his arms, like a feather about to be blown away by the wind.

He hugged him tightly, as if he wanted to rub him into his bones and never separate him.

As he went downstairs, he took every step carefully, fearing that any bumps would disturb the person in his arms.

Those eyes were still confused and innocent, yet delicate and beautiful.

They stared at him quietly, as if expressing endless dependence and trust.

And his delicate and tempting lips, like a blooming rose, exudes an alluring fragrance, making people want to kiss him.

Those lips are both pure and full of temptation, as if they are the most beautiful thing in the world, making people intoxicated and unable to extricate themselves.

He gently placed the man on the soft sofa, then leaned over to look at him, his eyes flashing with a fiery light.

The light was as hot and intense as a flame, as if it was going to swallow him whole.

He slowly approached, his breathing becoming rapid and heavy, as if even the air had become thin in the heat.

"Baby, you are really beautiful."

He spoke softly, with an imperceptible tremor in his voice.

He gently stroked the man's cheek with his fingers, feeling the delicate porcelain-like skin tremble slightly under his fingertips.

The man seemed to sense his emotional fluctuations and raised his head slightly, with a hint of doubt and curiosity in his eyes.

He reached out and gently squeezed his fingers, as if responding to his emotion.

His heart moved, and he lowered his head and kissed the man's lips.

At that moment, it seemed as if the whole world had stopped, leaving only the two of them kissing passionately in this small space.

The kiss was passionate and lingering, just like their emotions, passionate and deep.

After the kiss, he slowly raised his head and looked at the person's slightly swollen lips, with a hint of satisfaction and pampering in his eyes.

He gently stroked the man's cheek, as if comforting a frightened child.

"Don't be afraid, I will always be with you." He said softly, his voice full of firmness and tenderness.

The man seemed to understand what he said, nodded slightly, then snuggled in his arms and closed his eyes.

He hugged him tightly, as if he wanted to merge him into his body and never separate him.

They just sat there quietly, snuggling up to each other, enjoying this rare tranquility and warmth.

Time seemed to slow down and stretch out at this moment, as if they were the only two people left in the world.

However, good times are always short-lived.

When night falls and the lights come on, they have to face the reality of separation.

He gently kissed the man's forehead, then slowly stood up and prepared to leave.

"Baby, I'm leaving." He said, with a hint of reluctance and helplessness in his voice.

The man seemed to notice his departure and suddenly opened his eyes, with panic and reluctance flashing in his eyes.

He reached out his hand and held it tightly...