Chapter 800

On the other side, as soon as Mateo returned to his room, Lester followed him in without even bothering to close the door behind him. Mateo’s barely settled nerves instantly shot back up to his throat. He hurriedly shut the door with a guarded motion, glaring at Lester with barely contained anger. "Lester, are you trying to get yourself killed?" he hissed. "We agreed to keep our distance at home, didn’t we?" Lester casually braced one arm against the door, effortlessly trapping Mateo who was just a few centimeters shorter right in front of him. Instead of being fazed by Mateo’s irritation, he found himself irresistibly drawn to the faint puffiness of his cheeks, a telltale sign of his annoyance. Without thinking, he reached out and playfully poked at that soft, baby-fat-laden cheek. "Even if we keep our distance, we’re still brothers by name. Brothers chatting in a room isn’t suspicious at all," he countered smoothly, a smirk tugging at his lips. "But the way you just slammed the door