Transmigrating into a Big Villain in the Book

Chapter 222: The Letter

Translator: Stom in a Teacup

“Is this letter addressed to me?”

Si Yuhan tightened his grip on the letter and didn’t answer him. He just said to him, “Come here.”

Ke Ruan thought it over and walked forward. Just as he got close to Si Yuhan, he was immediately hugged by him and then seated on his lap.

For such a long time, he had changed from feeling awkward to being accustomed to it.

Ke Ruan would no longer refuse. He stared fixedly at the letter on the emperor’s table.

How couldn’t Si Yuhan notice his gaze? There was a glint of darkness in his eyes, then his thin lips approached his earlobe and he bit it gently.

“Do you want to read it?” He asked in a low voice.

Ke Ruan trembled and tried to avoid his touch, but Si Yuhan held his waist tightly with one hand and pinched his shoulder with the other that he couldn’t move at all.

“Do you want to read it or not?” Si Yuhan repeated again and bit his earlobe harder. Ke Ruan frowned with pain.

“Si Yuhan, p… please. There’s still someone here.”

The moment Ke Ruan finished his sentence, the person kneeling below immediately disappeared. He was a little dumbfounded. The people around the male lead were all real talents.

“There’s no one else now, answer my question.”

Ke Ruan was still a little resistant. Even though the two of them had been already more intimate than this time, he still felt a little uncomfortable that they were so intimate like a couple.

“If it has anything to do with me, I want to read it, but if not, I won’t do it.”

He understood the principle that curiosity killed the cat.

“Then it’s related to you.”

Ke Ruan looked at him hurriedly. “Is it the letter from General Lin?”

Other than Lin Qingye, who would write to him?

Ke Ruan could not hide the anticipation and joy in his eyes. This was why Si Yuhan was boiling with rage. He knew that Ke Ruan had no such feelings for Lin Qingye, but he didn’t want to see it or accept it no matter Ke Ruan felt happy or sad for Lin Qingye.

Si Yuhan’s hand fell on Ke Ruan’s belt. How couldn’t Ke Ruan, who had been deceived by him, notice it? He immediately grabbed his mischievous hand and shook his head at him.

“What’s wrong, my dear? Aren’t you…” His voice was swallowed up in their intimacies.

There was another meaning in Si Yuhan’s words. Ke Ruan’s face immediately turned red. Some scenes appeared in his mind. He immediately shook his head and changed the subject, “Can you show me the letter?”

With Si Yuhan’s performance, this letter was definitely written by Lin Qingye. Whom could Lin QIngyr write except for Ke Ruan?

The smile on the corner of Si Yuhan’s mouth stopped, and the waves were surging in his dark eyes followed by a smile, “Be good, kiss me if you want to read it.”

“Ki… kiss you?” Ke Ruan was dumbfounded. ‘What the hell is this request?’

“What’s wrong? Haven’t you kissed me before? We have even done more intimate ones than this. Are you shy?”

Ke Ruan pursed his lips and whispered, “This… this is the imperial study, it’s not good.”

“Don’t worry, no one will come. If you don’t kiss me, I will destroy the letter,” Si Yuhan was afraid that Ke Ruan wouldn’t believe it, so he pinched a corner of the letter and the corner disappeared.

Ke Ruan was startled. He hurriedly held Si Yuhan’s face and kissed him on his lips. Who knew that after kissing his face, he made a new request that it would be better for him to do it directly.

‘As he said, I’ve already kissed him before. What am I afraid of? Or I could just regard it as kissing a pig, no, being bitten by a dog is better.’

Si Yuhan chuckled, his chest trembled slightly, and his tone was as low as an ancient bell. Ke Ruan felt his body turned softer.

“How can you be so cute, my dear?”