Chapter 80.1 - Tower of God: Gnome Ruins (2/2)

Xiu lowered his head, poised to pounce. At the moment that Xiu was about to spring, his reflexes made Du Ze close his eyes.

Soft hair slid across Du Ze’s face, making his skin itch, was it the lion beast’s mane? Du Ze’s guess was proven false immediately as he was not flung down on the ground but instead fell into a very familiar embrace.

“Why are you afraid?

The deep and low voice was gloomy. His hot breath was in Du Ze’s ears. The black-haired youth was startled and looked up at the speaker. Du Ze didn’t know when Xiu had turned back into his humanoid beastkin form. Perhaps the beast had just receded from his body. Xiu’s long, scarlet hair flowed down like lava and dark red beast tattoos wreathed across his wheat-colored skin. Du Ze was in a daze as he looked at Xiu face to face. Xiu’s golden eyes still showed his beastly nature but they were very gentle.

“I said it would never happen again.”

Xiu held Du Ze in his arms tightly. Even his tail was twined around Du Ze’s waist. They were like a beast and his cub. Du Ze’s chin was on Xiu’s shoulder and there was no gap between their two bodies. Du Ze could keenly feel the other’s chest moving and that his desire was on the verge of erupting.

—— “Sorry.” The young blond in his memory smiled and whispered: “It won’t happen again.”

So Xiu really meant it. Even in his madness he carefully restrained himself, trembling with desire, making Du Ze his touchstone.

You can’t frighten him. You can’t hurt him.

That has already been carved into his brain, whether he is sane or not.

It would be difficult to describe Du Ze’s mood at this time. He was a little surprised and moved, but mostly his heart was full of bitterness. This man who was hugging him was acting like a large dog who wanted to be petted but didn’t dare to move because he was afraid his master would be angry with him.

Although the thought wasn’t appropriate, Du Ze thought that this kind of Moe Lord is somewhat pitiful and also … adorable? A silly, cute person suddenly had the impulse to reach out to pat the other person on the head.

His fingertips touched something velvety soft. By the time Du Ze came to his senses and realized what he was doing, his hand was already on Xiu’s head, touching his round lion ears.

Xiu’s ears twitched when they were touched. They felt itchy and trembled, either to avoid Du Ze’s fingers or to rub themselves against his hand. Finally, he broke down and softly rubbed his head against Du Ze’s hand.