He still looked at him with an expression of confusion, probably trying to guess the nature of his relationship with the warden.
He wondered why he was handcuffed by the warden himself and brought back to his personal resting place…
They didn’t have any relationship, okay? It was Ariel who was making things difficult for this poor little thief!
The journey back wasn’t long, yet Yan Chuan walked with a hesitant demeanor, glancing back every few steps.
It wasn’t until Ariel stopped in front of a door that he finally had to drag himself inside.
Even the shortest of journeys has a moment when it ends.
Yan Chuan had no choice but to slowly step through the door.
Inside was designed like a suite; first, he saw the living room, then the bedroom, and next to it was a shower room.
The space was spacious, sufficient enough for two people to sleep comfortably.
Yan Chuan stood next to the sofa, pretending he knew nothing.
Then he heard Ariel’s voice.
“Do you want to take a shower?”
Yan Chuan instinctively shook his head.
He looked at his hand still wearing the handcuffs, signaling rejection: “I don’t want to.”
He had already been fed; there was no need for Ariel to lose face over it, as he was not doing this voluntarily.
Needing someone to assist while showering was unnecessary.
If Ariel didn’t unlock the cuffs and made him enter the shower like this, would it mean he would need help to undress and wash?
He wasn’t a child; he didn’t need that.
Yan Chuan still found it hard to accept this kind of “supervision.”
Moreover, this person, Ariel, made Yan Chuan steal a glance at the tall and stern man in front of him.
His looks and demeanor were intimidating, even a bit frightening.
With deep-set features and heavy eyes, when he stared at people, it felt as though he could see right through their thoughts.
Such a person was the hardest to converse with.
Yan Chuan pursed his lips.
The delicate and beautiful Oriental beauty stood quietly in the living room.
With lowered eyelids, the dark eyelashes cast a small shadow on their snow-white cheeks.
He was already slender, and wearing a loose coat only accentuated his frailty.
Not saying anything, just standing there quietly, exuded a sense of endearing vulnerability.
“Is it that you don’t want to shower, or that you don’t want me to accompany you?” Ariel asked.
The slender and beautiful Oriental beauty blinked suddenly.
Hmm? Was this an indication to relent?
He cautiously lifted his head, meeting the man’s penetrating gaze.
Yan Chuan carefully considered his words.
“It’s that I don’t want to trouble you…” The dark-haired beauty showed an expression of difficulty: “I can manage on my own.”
“And I wouldn’t think of escaping,” he skillfully bypassed this topic: “There are so many locks in the prison, along with guards on patrol; how could I possibly get out?”
His expression held a trace of hope, yet his words aimed to reassure the warden, portraying himself as nothing but an innocent little thief without any chances of escaping from the confinement island prison.
He didn’t mention why the warden wanted to “help him” with the shower.
Instead, he appeared quite clever, knowing how to make others agree with his reasoning.
The warden’s gaze deepened.
After watching him for a moment, he finally said, “Alright, I’ll unlock them for you, but you’ll need to put them back on after you’re done.”
Upon hearing this, Yan Chuan nodded vigorously.
He stepped right in front of Ariel, disregarding the distance he had kept earlier, and directly extended his hand.
He waved his slender wrist in front of Ariel, urging him to unlock it quickly.
While doing so, he also said, “Thank you, I’ll be quick…”
But the warden hesitated.
Before the Oriental beauty could respond, his wrist was caught in the man’s palm.
The slightly rough tips of his fingers brushed against the delicate skin on the inside of his wrist, causing a slight tickle.
Seeing the warden in such a state, the Oriental beauty shook his hand again: “Mr. Warden?”
Only when he heard his name did Ariel snap back to attention.
His distraction was subtle, without much change in expression. Lowering his head, he unlocked the handcuffs, freeing the delicate wrists that had been restrained for a day.
The liberated Oriental beauty immediately moved his wrists.
His wrists were exquisite and slender, with prominent bones and long fingers, slightly tinged with pink at the tips.
However, a faint mark from where the cuffs had been was apparent around his wrist.
The skin was smooth and delicate, which made it seem slightly fragile.
Although there was a layer of velvet fabric on the cuffs later on, they had still been on for a whole day.
The mark was faint, not very dark, but it was still somewhat noticeable against his fair skin.
Perhaps it was because he gave off such an impression of fragility that even the lightest of marks made people wonder if it hurt him.
“Does it hurt?” Ariel suddenly asked.
Taken by surprise, Yan Chuan paused for a moment before shaking his head.
“Not really… Just a bit sore, no real pain.”
Yan Chuan didn’t have much of a thought about it nor did he know what Ariel was thinking.
He merely rubbed his slightly sore wrist, feeling grateful for his hard-won freedom.
Having worn handcuffs all day, he couldn’t even remember how it felt before.
However, he still had to wear them again after his shower, which made him sigh inwardly.
He hoped Ariel would change his mind after he came out, not to keep him handcuffed all the time.
If Ariel constantly kept him cuffed, he would also have to feed him and take him everywhere.
Unable to complete his tasks while under such scrutiny was something he truly resisted.
The thought of that scenario made Yan Chuan feel uneasy.
He still cared about his dignity.
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