Defeating Magic Chapter 59: “You’re in love with me.”

Chapter 59: “You’re in love with me.”

Translated by Addis of Exiled Rebels Scanlations

Editor: Mimosa

Luo Futu’s eyes widened slightly at this, and when he realized what Zhou Yan had said, he pulled him into his arms and hugged him tightly. He stared at him closely and asked, “So you heard.”

Unfortunately, Zhou Yan’s courage was only in that moment, and disappeared without a trace a moment after. Luo Futu asked him again, he was full of thoughts of excuses!

Zhou Yan stammered for a few days and finally turned red, “I heard a little….”

Luo Futu stared at him and smiled, “But you pretend that nothing happened, cunning.”

Luo Futu’s eyes were so intense that Zhou Yan couldn’t avoid them or look straight at them. He shifted his eyes to avoid them and subconsciously pushed him to slip away, but Luo Futu took two steps forward and propped himself up on the table behind Zhou Yan, trapping him in his arms.

He lowered his head and pressed his forehead against Zhou Yan. He did not use his spiritual power on him, but only stared at his eyes, “You’re lying, if you’re 1000 to me, why didn’t your heart beat faster at all when you heard this sentence?”

“….”

This guy was simply unreasonable. He was so tired that he could not lift his eyelids, even if he really felt his words, it was not a fast heartbeat as people always had physical limits…. As for waking up the next day, that ambiguous atmosphere had disappeared, and it was too awkward to rehash the old story. There was no chance to say it later.

….

Even if there was, he would not say, to let him say what, inexplicably.

Zhou Yan did not speak, and he did not want to explain. Luo Futu asked again, he was annoyed to push him, “Do not believe I forgot, I take it back, you did not hear anything.”

Luo Futu grabbed his hand and moved closer to Zhou Yan’s lips as he whispered, “The words that go out and spill like water, how can you take them back? You should tell me at a time like this that what you said is true.”

“….”

“You’re in love with me.” He used a declarative sentence.

Zhou Yan subconsciously clenched his teeth as he felt a tingle in his scalp and the heat on his face was getting higher and higher. Zhou Yan was a person who was ashamed to say that he loved, he always thought that the so-called love was just an illusion created by the brain’s inability to resist the stimulating feeling brought by hormones. He never felt that he could have such feelings but now he had become like this….

Of course, the reason may not be more than that, Zhou Yan had always been secretive about the emotions that belong to the sensual side. He did not want to become like this, and was even afraid to become like this.

Even if he really had a heart for Luo Futu, in fact, he also did not want to admit it, and he was not afraid of this scum…. It was just that it was unutterably awkward.

Luo Futu saw Zhou Yan bowing his head and not saying anything. He got an itch to move over, and his breath sprayed onto Zhou Yan’s face. His voice had hidden joy, “Why not answer? You know, even if you don’t say, I can still feel…. You’re not lying, I believe it….”

He couldn’t hear any more and stared into Luo Futu’s eyes as he argued embarrassingly, “I’m under your curse….”

The tiny biting sensation came from his fingertips, and Luo Futu’s voice was a bit muddled, “The curse of love?”

“Look at that smug face of yours….”

Luo Futu suddenly held the back of Zhou Yan’s neck and kissed him sideways on the lips, blocking his words back. The kiss was just a little bit, a light touch before he separated from him, “Of course, I’m proud, because I’m in love with you too, before you.”

Zhou Yan suddenly had nothing to say, and he found himself unable to avoid the eyes of the man in front of him. He thought that he would only blindly tease, but he did not expect that he was seriously talking about love. It made his heart feel so warm. Luo Futu opened his mouth and gently pressed Zhou Yan’s lips. The latter unconsciously leaned back, the back of his waist pressed to the table. There was no way back. Soft lips pressed against each other until they were squeezed and deformed due to the elasticity of the two squeezed together like a small ball of cherries that popped and became soft.

This simple touch was a little funny and a little tender.

Zhou Yan did not avoid him, and Luo Futu pressed the back of his head as the tip of his tongue licked into his mouth. The gentle licking gradually took on the taste of desire so he was unable to control himself.

–Not only were the hormones in his body uncontrollable, but even his heartbeat and feelings were uncontrollable together.

At first, Zhou Yan only supported himself on the edge of the table behind him with his back hand, and his lips and teeth were entangled with Luo Futu for so long that he subconsciously let go of one hand to wrap around his neck. Luo Futu took the opportunity to wrap his arms around Zhou Yan’s waist and lift him upwards, holding him to the table. His kisses got deeper and deeper, the taste of desire getting heavier and heavier, eventually moving from his lips and teeth down to his neck, following Zhou Yan’s neckline before finally biting on the knot of his throat. Zhou Yan suddenly came to his senses, he hurriedly put his hand against Luo Futu’s neck and panted heavily, “Let go…. Let go of me, there’s no time for that now.”

–He still had a lot of things to do, the experiment hadn’t come to fruition, his two conjectures hadn’t been verified…. ...Luo Futu was now so emotional, the smell of pheromone was getting stronger and stronger, if he really let him continue, it was not certain how long he would last!

There was no more time. The more time wasted, the more people that would die in this world because of Lurian.

Zhou Yan violently pushed him and side-stepped from his face to escape, but Luo Futu pressed him hard, “How can you be so sensible, eh? At a time like this, you still remember to work, is your heart for me real or not?”

“It’s fake! Fake! You have two seconds to let go! If the experiment is slowed down by you, you will not be spared….” Zhou Yan was really anxious to do the experiment so he pushed Luo Futu away before he jumped off the table and ran to the lab. Luo Futu looked at Zhou Yan’s back and covered his eyes before he sighed heavily and followed, “Do you want me to help–“

Immediately from the direction of the basement came a cry, “Don’t come down, go and catch a pig back! Or catch a sheep!”

Luo Futu felt very sad in his heart, but he had accepted the reality that his lover was a man who loved his work more than himself.

A lover? Well…. This title was really strange to him. But, it didn’t seem too bad.

For the first time, he felt the uncontrollable acceleration of his heartbeat at the sight of a person, which was frightening, but also very new. Luo Futu was in a way the same as Zhou Yan, both of them were people who did not believe in love. The difference may only be that Luo Futu could easily say love out loud and put the flirtation on the surface, but what he really thought in his heart was something no one knew. However, now it was different as he felt the taste of love was not bad.

Incompetent love had no meaning, and incompetent people did not deserve to have precious feelings. This statement obviously did not apply to him.

Luo Futu was such a self-righteous and hypocritical alpha. What’s more, he had the courage to be self-righteous.

For the next week, Zhou Yan spent almost every day in the lab or in the basement, where Luo Futu sent a steady stream of creatures under his scalpel, sometimes thinking that he wished they would appear under the kitchen knife instead of the scalpel.

“If you’re too idle you can go promote wheat, there are plenty of seeds in the warehouse. I’ll talk to you when the results of the experiment come out.”

–He always used this line to pass himself off, and lately he’s been spending more time communicating with Wraith’s brain than with his own, and spending more time with various animal corpses than with himself.

That said, aren’t they in passionate love? They just spilled their hearts to each other, shouldn’t they stick together at all times?

…. They were still doing experiments when they were stuck together.

“Phew–“

A subtle sound of breaking air made Zhou Yan subconsciously look up. Between Luo Futu’s wooden face crouched not far from his own, he extended his index finger, and above the index finger, a bright light emerged. Those bright lights hit a seed and the seeds quickly sprouted before they blossomed and withered, causing grain to scatter.

….

The two of them were almost buried by the grain.

Zhou Yan looked at the pile of wheat under his feet and couldn’t help but twitch his mouth, “What are you doing? And put it on the ground! What a waste.”

Luo Futu looked up at him with a wooden face, and the spiritual energy in his hands continued to “swoosh” outward, “Not the grain from the warehouse, this is just ripening, it’s still hot…. The top is already full.”

Zhou Yan listened, and his head was about to explode. He hurriedly ran over and grabbed Luo Futu’s finger to pinch the little light on his finger tip back, “You stop!”

Luo Futu obediently stopped, but there was no expression, as if he was an emotionless food production machine. Zhou Yan ran to the entrance of the basement, and saw that the door was outside the raging grain pile that squeezed open a gap. A  large amount of food from upstairs, like a sea wave, would submerge all the furniture.

This may be the so-called “burst warehouse”…. Others must have been delighted to see such a spectacular sea of grain, but he didn’t need so much food at all!

Zhou Yan stared at Luo Futu’s dull face for a long time, feeling angry and amused. He finally pointed outside and said, “Clean up the outside, how can we live there?”

“Clean up?”

Luo Futu thought about it and raised a finger in the air to draw circles before he muttered, “Don’t worry, just need a cleaning spell….”

“No, that’s not a waste.”

Zhou Yan hurriedly stopped him, “Can you pack them up and I’ll drive mecha to the mine. The expenses there are too big, if there is still a surplus, it will be distributed to the surrounding residents.”

The power of mystic “food production” was not to be underestimated. Luo Futu “outputted” so much, but did not seem to have the slightest physical exhaustion or spiritual exhaustion. Even if he was very powerful, he should not have such a strong power…. There was such a mystic, who had been able to ensure that a town did not go hungry.

No wonder they were not willing to plant.

Luo Futu finally came to his senses and said, “What, you’re not doing experiments and you’re actually free to go back to the mining plant?”

Zhou Yan smiled at him, “I succeeded.”

“….”

“Why don’t you have a happy expression?”

Luo Futu almost wanted to roll his eyes. His enthusiasm had been worn out by Zhou Yan’s placement play, and he didn’t even want to make an expression!