1.48 The First World : Ryan and Jihun (Part 32)-Torn between the two persons-11

Ryan lifted his hand and yanked the mask away. Silver hair flows down like silk, cascading along the sharp jawline.

Unveil from behind the mask was a handsome countenance belonging to someone Ryan accustomed to, Jihun. The caramelized irises had a trace of longing inside them. The face was familiar, yet Jihun's expression made him speechless.

"Ry, wake up, and let's go back." Long Yuan nuzzled his collarbone affectionately. He left a trail of kisses on Ryan's chin, causing Ryan to blush. "Until when you're going to stay here? Please open your eyes. If you stay any longer, you will remember something unpleasant."

"What nonsense you're talking about, psychopath!" Ryan, face flushed in red, angrily headbutted Jihun's head, earning him a painful groan from both. "Remember what?! Don't speak the alien language with me. Get off me, you jerk!"