Receiving Love of a Handsome Transvestite
Protecting Not Protected

Hearing those who wanted to fight here, Alya felt very confused. He does not want any quarrel here, because he just wants to study here.

Alya did not want a fight at all, especially about matters of the heart.

“Udah, don't fight why, anyway!” snapped Alya, who was annoyed by what they were doing before her.

They ignored each other, and put their horses together.

Rian was not at all daunted, as this was his way of maintaining the self-esteem of the woman he was guarding.

It did not matter if he had to be injured, as long as the self-esteem of the woman he was guarding could be defended by him.

“Don't be held, I don't want you to be snubbed with him!” rian said, with his face that was impatient to pounce on Morgan.

Morgan turned his smile towards Rian, “What am I really doing? Alya Lecehin? Who else is abusing him?” he said with a very strong tone.

Rian was irritated, and immediately strengthened his resolve to beat up Morgan.

At least one hit, for the reward of his kiss with Alya yesterday.

“Alya told you, don't ya don't! That's called harassment, if you keep doing things that he doesn't like!” rian snapped, trying to tell Morgan's mistake, which he did not feel at all.

Morgan smiled his smile, “Gue just trying to talk nice with Alya. There is no other meaning. I just got carried away, because Alya did not respond to me properly,” said Morgan, making Rian upset to hear it.

“It's wrong, don't want to confess. What kind of man are you?” rian asked cynically, making Morgan snort in shock at Rian's rude speech.

“Damn it!” infuriated Morgan, who instantly carried out a sudden attack on Rian.

Morgan was furious, and immediately threw his fist at Rian's face. However, Rian managed to dodge so that Morgan deliciously found out.

“Damn it!” screeched Morgan, who turned back to throw back his punch, but again Rian lowered his head, and made Morgan could only hit the wind.

Several times Morgan's punch was completely unable to hit Rian, making him feel annoyed by it.

Everyone else glared in shock, amazed by what Rian did to dodge the attack from Morgan.

Although still relatively new, Rian was able to apply what he had learned while at this club. He practiced it, making Morgan deliciously distrustful of what he did.

‘What? From earlier he can sniff my punch?’ inner Morgan, who was upset by the circumstances.

Rian rebelled, he felt like beating Morgan with their situation is very fitting this time.

One kick successfully hit Morgan's left cheek, making Morgan bounce after getting a deadly attack from Rian.

Either because the knowledge obtained has been ingrained, or because of his anger that makes him able to do all this.

Everyone looked on in disbelief. With just one kick, Morgan was knocked out by Rian.

Morgan coughed, making Alya feel sorry for him.

“Morgan!” peeked Alya, who was about to help Morgan to get up, but Rian held her back by clasping his hand.

“Let's go home,” take Rian with a feeling that still holds back his regret.

Alya has no choice, and soon follows Rian back to their apartment.

Unlike him, who has indeed studied martial arts, since he was still sitting in High School.

Morgan tried to get up, and looked cynically at Rian who pulled Alya away from there.

‘Awas aja, later I will reply!’ inner Morgan, who really could not accept, was humiliated like this by a new person.

***

Rian brought Alya back to the apartment where they lived. Now, they have reached there, and Rian also closes and locks the door with a new password.

No one can come in here, except them.

Rian looked towards Alya, who was already on the sofa. He stepped towards the sofa, trying to regain his confidence.

Rian immediately hugged Alya tightly, kissed her, until he really felt his confidence back.

He was already very satisfied with successfully beating Morgan, with one attack like that. However, he did not stop satisfied until there.

‘It's enough, don't touch my woman again!’ inner Rian, who was still trying to dispel the vexation in his heart.

Rian still kissed Alya, with Alya who could only give up on what Rian did to her.

The kiss slowly descended, from the top of Alya's head, forehead, eyes, nose, to Alya's lips.

Rian continues to do so, inciting it, until creating a small****** that makes Alya feel addicted to doing it over and over again.

Out of nowhere Rian learned how to do it, but it felt very comfortable, and could make Alya feel an intoxicating sensation.

Every soft touch of Rian, made him forget all the problems that were plaguing him.

Rian stopped kissing her, and hugged Alya very tightly. He leaned his head right on Alya's two chewy bumps, making him feel very comfortable.

“Gue jealous! I don't like it! I intentionally did it to him. Don't hold me,” muttered Rian, who was trying to hold back his sense of regret.

Alya could only remain silent, while trying to hold back her cries. However, the tears seemed to force out by themselves, making him feel very sad.

Not wanting to dissuade Rian, to avenge him on Morgan. It's also not meant to protect Morgan from Rian's rampage. However, Alya would rather keep Rian, not to be touched by Morgan.

Rian has already been beaten up with Dion. Now, Alya was not willing to see Morgan beating up Rian either.

“Gue ... just worry about you. Not mean anything else,” said Alya, which is the reality.

Rian was delighted to hear it, as he felt more cared for now. Alya's current gentle demeanor, brushed off the bad thoughts about her, in Rian's mind.

All his feelings seemed to disappear, changed with a feeling of pleasure, because he had heard Alya's words.

Her smile was flattering, “Worried why?” ask Rian.

His tone softened again, Alya felt that Rian was no longer overwhelmed with anxiety and anger anymore. His heart was calm, so soft Rian said to him.

“Worried, you will lose to Morgan,” Alya replied briefly, with a heart that has begun to be relieved.

Rian gently stroked Alya's face, “No something will happen again same me. I have studied really. That's all for you too. I don't want to be like the first time we met, who should be protected just like you. The task of men is to protect, not to be protected,” he said, making Alya's smile also on his cheek.