Chapter 297 Playing the Game (2/2)

And Xing Han was the perfect scapegoat. After all, with how pure Xing Han was, there was no fear of him 'turning' or something. More likely than not, he would rise to the occasion and give as good as he got. After all, Xing Han had always been very mischievous.

At that moment, Xing Han was busy rubbing his sore shin and grumbling about being bullied when he felt someone looking at him. Looking up, he saw that it was Kyle ... and suddenly, Xing Han's mind went blank.

Just what the heck was Kyle doing?! And why was the mere act of him just standing there, with that stupid smile, make him feel like he was the prey? What was with that look in Kyle's eyes anyway??

When their eyes locked, Xing Han watched as Kyle take a step and slowly walked over to him, his hips swaying. Xing Han blinked and rubbed his eyes. That was Kyle. Kyle damnit KYLE. When he opened his eyes again, he gulped, his Adam's apple bobbing up and down noticeably.

Kyle was already so close to his face.

Once Kyle reached Xing Han, he stopped and leaned forward a bit. He put his finger on Xing Han's chest and made circles around it. He bit his lower lip while his eyelashes hid his eyes as he seemed to focus on Xing Han's chest.

”Xing Haaaan,” Kyle said softly, dragging the last syllable out while pouting. Xing Han shuddered.

Girls have this 'cutesy' voice whenever they wanted to get something but it had always sounded fake to Xing Han's ears. With Kyle, however, it sounded so ... like a part of him wanted to just get up and do whatever request that came out of that sweet mouth.

Kyle took one step forward, leaning on Xing Han as he played with Xing Han's collar, crushing those fake boobs on his chest, ”It doesn't matter if my sister doesn't like you. As long as I do.”

Kyle smiled, kissed Xing Han's nose and then went to the side, walking past Xing Han. Kyle reached back and held out his hand to Little Kyle, saying, ”Let's go, dearie.”

Little Kyle looked at Big Bro Xing Han that just stood there, shaking his head while slapping himself, muttering, ”It's Kyle. KYLE KYLE KYLE.”

Little Kyle quickly ran over and took Kyle's hand, as they both walked out the door.

Xing Han's turned to watch them leave, his eyes narrowing.

'So Kyle wants to play, huh?' Xing Han thought to himself, 'That's what he's doing, huh? Well, he's not the only one that can act.'

Xing Han patted his chest. After all, he's supposed to be the boyfriend, right? And he has such a naughty girlfriend.

Rubbing his hands gleefully as he thought of the things he could do, he started laughing (almost evilly - as evil as Xing Han can possibly give) as he quickly ran to catch up with the pair of 'sisters'.