150: Chapter 150 The Underworld Boss's Benefactor 16

Lu Zhan's expression softened, and his usually nonchalant eyes were now filled with sincerity as he responded solemnly.

"Of course it's true. Don't you know my temperament by now? If I felt disdain or disgust, why would I be this close to you?"

Emotional tears instantly welled up in Leng Yan's eyes, his face filled with joy, and his heart was stuffed full by this sudden happiness.

He suddenly threw himself into Lu Zhan's arms, opening his hands to hug him tightly. Those tears, representing satisfaction and pleasure, fell continuously like pearls from a broken string.

Lu Zhan felt a patch of his clothes being soaked.

But he didn't push Leng Yan away; instead, he wrapped his left arm around him and raised his right hand to gently stroke the back of his neck to comfort him.

"Young Master, I will definitely not fail your trust. I will always stay with you and never leave. I will also make you feel that your choice was not wrong."

That sobbing voice was extremely serious and firm!

Hearing these words and feeling the sincere emotion within them, Lu Zhan felt even more pity. He leaned slightly closer to Leng Yan's ear and gave a soft "Mhm" in response.

After a moment, Leng Yan's emotions gradually calmed down. He released his grip and stepped out of Lu Zhan's arms, looking somewhat embarrassed.

His face was a peachy pink, with a few tear tracks at the corners of his eyes. His eyes were slightly red and swollen, and his long lashes were dotted with crystalline droplets, making him look exceptionally pitiable!

Lu Zhan subconsciously raised his hand, gently wiping away Leng Yan's tears and lightly touching his eyes.

"Looking like this, people who don't know better would think I've been bullying you."

His words were full of teasing and banter!

The usually thick-skinned Leng Yan—perhaps because he had just cried and couldn't save face, or perhaps because he now knew Lu Zhan's feelings—instantly lowered his head in bashfulness and spoke in a pleading tone.

"A-Zhan, stop making fun of me. Let's hurry downstairs to eat; the food is going to get cold."

Seeing Leng Yan's embarrassment, Lu Zhan let out a soft chuckle, clearly in a very good mood.

The soft chuckle in his ear made Leng Yan's face turn even redder. He summoned the courage to look up slightly, gazing at Lu Zhan with a hint of reproach.

Being looked at like that, Lu Zhan felt a rare sense of bashfulness and touched his nose to hide it.

"Alright, this Young Master won't tease you anymore. Let's go eat."

After speaking, Lu Zhan took the lead and walked toward the living room downstairs, heading downstairs.

Leng Yan followed slightly behind. Like a Great Master of face-changing, the emotions on his face vanished instantly, and the possessiveness deep in his eyes seemed ready to burst forth!

Since the Young Master agreed today, some plans don't need to be implemented for now. He only hoped the Young Master wouldn't let him down; otherwise, he wouldn't mind locking the Young Master up for a lifetime.

Lu Zhan felt the gaze behind him seemed exceptionally burning and looked back strangely.

Leng Yan's eyes held a bit of shyness as he looked back with a beaming smile. Everything seemed normal. Was it just his imagination?

Seeing nothing unusual, Lu Zhan didn't think much more about it.

They arrived at the dining room together. Lu Zhan looked at the table full of sumptuous dishes, feeling very satisfied, and praised him softly.

"It looks very good. Leng Yan, you are truly virtuous!"

These words, clearly meant for praising one's own wife, made Leng Yan feel both satisfied and happy. His face was covered in bashfulness, and his eyes shimmered as he gazed affectionately at Lu Zhan.

"A-Zhan, if you like it, I'll cook for you for a lifetime."

Lu Zhan gave a soft "Mhm," then raised his hand and pinched Leng Yan's flushed cheek.

Gazing at the other's slightly widened eyes and his motionless, submissive state, Lu Zhan couldn't help but find it a bit amusing.

When he withdrew his hand, his eyes were filled with laughter. He pulled out a chair in high spirits and sat down peacefully at the dining table.

Leng Yan followed closely and sat beside Lu Zhan with a slightly bashful demeanor.

During the meal, Leng Yan occasionally watched Lu Zhan's expression to see if there was anything he was dissatisfied with.

Noticing Leng Yan's gaze, Lu Zhan looked up at him and said reassuringly.

"You eat too; don't just keep looking at me."

Leng Yan nodded obediently and began to eat.

After the meal, Lu Zhan sat leisurely on the living room sofa to rest, while Leng Yan cleared the dishes.

Once finished, Leng Yan sat down beside Lu Zhan and asked with a doting tone.

"A-Zhan, what do you want to do tonight?"

Lu Zhan pondered for a moment. With the chaos of the Apocalypse and it being late at night, going out wasn't feasible, so he said casually.

"Let's watch some TV."

Leng Yan immediately turned on the TV. In the current Apocalypse, TV channels were extremely limited, but fortunately, the channel Lu Zhan was interested in was still there.

As time passed slowly, the Nightclub grew deeper.

Seeing the slightly sleepy Lu Zhan, Leng Yan's expression was full of struggle and hesitation. After a moment, as if he had made a decision, he tentatively spoke.

"A-Zhan, can I sleep with you tonight?"

Lu Zhan was slightly stunned. Before he could answer, Leng Yan looked at him with anticipation and nervous eyes.

The words of refusal reached his lips but seemed impossible to say. He sighed helplessly and said softly.

"If you want to, then come. But it's just for sleeping."

Even if it was just that, it was enough to make Leng Yan happy. A brilliant smile immediately bloomed on his face.

...

Late at night, the two lay in bed. Leng Yan pressed close to Lu Zhan, feeling his temperature, with the other's scent lingering at the tip of his nose.

His heart beat rapidly, and a tide of desire seemed about to submerge him.

But Leng Yan didn't dare to make any move. He clenched his hands into fists, his nails digging deep into his palms, causing a sharp pain that kept him conscious!

With someone suddenly beside him, Lu Zhan felt quite uncomfortable and very unaccustomed, but he didn't push Leng Yan away. He just closed his eyes and forced himself to endure.

Leng Yan soon noticed Lu Zhan's discomfort. His Mental Energy quietly reached out, attaching to the other's body to soothe him.

After a moment, Lu Zhan's entire body relaxed, his breathing became completely steady, and he fell into a deep sleep.

Leng Yan slightly raised his upper body and leaned closer, carefully tracing Lu Zhan's sleeping face with his gaze. He raised his hand slightly, his fingers gently brushing across Lu Zhan's face, as if confirming this was his treasure.

As time went on, the look of desire in his eyes grew heavier.

At some point, his warm lips had landed on Lu Zhan's smooth forehead, then moved all the way down, kissing him all over.

Leng Yan's movements were extremely gentle, as if he were afraid of leaving a mark or waking the sleeping person.

After a long while, he curled into Lu Zhan's embrace, then slowly closed his eyes and entered dreamland with a satisfied smile on his face.