Chapter 445: 431, Slap in the Face (1)_1 Chapter 445: 431, Slap in the Face (1)_1 Black Jackâs sweater was rather large on him, and its dark color contrasted sharply with his skin, making him look even paler and more delicate, like a piece of exquisite jade.
Black Jack gave a satisfied smile as he tousled Xiaobaiâs hair.
Jian Luo gazed at the handsome face so close to him, a wave of helplessness surging in his heart.
âCan you let me go now?â
âNo.â He answered succinctly.
These two simple words ruffled Jian Luoâs feathers instantaneously.
âThen I wonât wear it.â
He wasnât going to give in to Black Jackâs spoiled behavior.
Black Jack grabbed his hand, with a flash of darkness in his eyes, âLuo Xiaobai, if you take off your clothes, I wonât play the gentleman anymore.â
He wouldnât be able to maintain his composure if that happened. He wasnât that kind of man.
Reading between the lines, Jian Luo was embarrassed and furious.
âYou⊠you wouldnât dare.â
âDonât believe me? Try it.â he replied nonchalantly.
Jian Luo could detect no hint of a joke in his expression, and his grip on the hem of his clothing tightened, wavering.
After a while, he visibly deflated, âFine then, what do you want?â
Black Jack smirked playfully, moving his face closer to Luo Xiaobai.
Staring at his well-defined face, Luo Xiaobai froze.
What did this mean?
Was he inviting him to slap him?
âWhat are you waiting for?â Seeing Luo Xiaobai staring blankly at him, Black Jack urged him, âDonât you want to go back?â
Another veiled threat.
Annoyance surged within Jian Luo, a cunning glint in his eyes.
He raised his hand, sending a cool palm flying towards Black Jackâs cheek.
Frustrated as he was, he still controlled his strength, his slap was just a light pat.
âSmackâââ
The sound of the slap echoed abruptly in the car.
It was only due to Black Jackâs lack of vigilance that Jian Luo succeeded that easily.
ââŠâ
The smile on Black Jackâs face chipped away.
Jian Luo bowed his head, laughing with abandon in his heart.
Thatâs what he got for messing with him. Serves him right.
Black Jack lowered his gaze, observing Jian Luoâs trembling shoulders, and grinding his back teeth.
âJian Luo, you sure are bold.â
Jian Luo raised his head, meeting his gaze with apparent innocence, arguing with defiance, âYou leaned in. Didnât you want me to hit you?â
Black Jackâs face darkened.
Is that how he understood his gesture?
Who in their right mind would intentionally invite a slap to the face?
This guy definitely twisted his intentions on purpose.
âJian Luo, it seems you have no intention of going home today.â
Jian Luo jutted out his chin, staring defiantly, âWhether I go home or not, thatâs not your decision. At worst, youâll have to knock me out.â
âIs that so? I hope you wonât regret saying that.â Black Jackâs face hardened, his voice dropped.
He raised his hand abruptly, poised to strike.
As Jian Luo watched, his heart filled with a sense of injustice, and the edges of his eyes started to redden.
His defiance shocked Black Jack, causing the coldness on his face to dissolve immediately.
âLuo Xiaobai, youâŠâ
âLet me go, I donât want to see you.â He pushed him away, his usually soft and charming eyes clouded.
Black Jack held him tighter, placing a hand on his chin, forcing him to meet his gaze.
âLuo Xiaobai, whatâs wrong?â
Jian Luo complained, âYou came in with a terrible attitude, youâve ruined my clothes, wonât let me go home, and now you want to hit me.â
âArenât you the one whoâs acting so close with other girls, even bearing the mark of another womanâs lipstick and perfume.â The harshness in Black Jackâs voice faded, âHave I ever hit you since we were kids, be honest.â
Jian Luo turned his head away, remaining silent.
Black Jack gently pinched his cheek, speaking with a softer tone, âOkay, I have to leave tomorrow, donât be upset with me, okay?â
âWhere are you going?â
The question slipped out before he could stop it, and he immediately regretted it.
He was still mad, why should he care where Black Jack was going?
Jian Luo, youâre truly hopeless.
Black Jack chuckled, âI have some matters to deal with in Y Country.â
âThen why did you come here?â he muttered.
âI was worried that a certain dummy might miss me too much. I didnât expect to see him gallivanting off to a bar and hitting on women.â Black Jack retorted, with a hint of a grudge in his voice.
Jian Luo raged, âI wasnât chasing women! That woman bumped into me by accident and thatâs how her lipstick stain ended up on me.â
At this, Black Jack felt a little better.
âNext time, youâre forbidden from going to bars. Remember.â
Jian Luo snorted quietly.
âDid you hear what I said?â
âI heard you, I heard you.â Jian Luo grumbled.
Black Jackâs face went from cloudy to clear, and he patted him on the head, âGood boy!â
âCan you let me go now?â
âNo.â
âIâve already promised not to go to the bar, what else do you want?â
âKiss me.â Black Jack said straightforwardly.
Jian Luo almost bit his tongue, âYou⊠what did you say?â
Black Jack moved his face closer once again, repeating, âKiss me, then Iâll take you home.â
He made his request clear. Letâs see how he twists its meaning now.
Jian Luo felt heat rising to his ears, pushing Black Jackâs face away.
âNo, make another request.â
âIâm sticking to this one, not changing it.â Black Jack replied, adamant.
Jian Luo bit his lip, his eyes flickering to the manâs profile, looking conflicted.
To kiss, or not to kiss, that was the question.
Oh, what the heck, itâs just a peck on the face, itâs not like he was going to lose anything.
He leaned in, quickly giving Black Jack a peck on the cheek.
The kiss was as swift and fleeting as a dragonfly skimming the waterâs surface.
The soft touch on his cheek brought a captivating smile to Black Jackâs lips.
Jian Luo bowed his head, his cheeks blushing slightly.
He spoke quietly, âThere, satisfied?â
Black Jackâs gaze settled on his lips, a sense of yearning flashing in his eyes as he suppressed his inner restlessness. âLuo Xiaobai, you donât possibly think a small peck is enough, do you?â
Did he think their relationship could be dismissed with just a peck?
How naive!
Jian Luo was stunned, âWhat do you mean?â
âYou know what I mean.â He leaned in closer again, his intentions clear without a word.
Jian Luoâs lips twitched.
What did he understand?
âYouâve got three seconds to decide, otherwise, I will take the initiative.â Black Jack smirked, speaking at a leisurely pace.
Jian Luoâs pupils contracted slightly.
Heâs taking the initiative?
Wouldnât that be like a sheep walking into the lionâs den?
That wouldnât do. It would be a losing deal.
With this thought, he hardened his heart, raising his hand to clutch at Black Jackâs collar.
Immediately after, he started showering his cheek with kisses.
One kiss, two kisses, three kissesâŠ
Leaning back into the seat, Black Jack wore a satisfied expression as he enjoyed his flurry of kisses.