Venerable Demon King & The Doting Immortal (QT)-Chapter 568: Are you still mad

Xiang Yu’s eyes widened, preparing to unleash a witty retort, but before he could speak, a piece of sweet-and-sour rib from a high-level mutated beast was abruptly shoved into his mouth. The flavour burst against his tongue, instantly pacifying him.

Han Xin chuckled, the sound warm and inviting. Seeing Xiang Yu’s satisfaction filled him with sudden happiness, and he continued to feed him. His chest felt so warm and he felt contented. If he could live like this with Xiang Yu for the rest of their lives he would be very happy.

Xiang Yu let him feed him with a soft smile gracing his lips. If Han Zhan had seen this, he would have had his mouth agape to the point that a fly could fly in and out without him noticing.

Soon Xiang Yu lay sprawled on the narrow bunk, a contented sigh escaping his lips. He rubbed his round belly and his eyes fluttered closed, a small smile playing on his face.

Han Xin sat bedside the bed watching him. His gaze was steady, but his heart raced. Each pulse echoed the mix of affection and concern he felt.

He had just finished the last piece of their late-night feast, and the containers now lay tucked away in a worn-out bag. "Are you feeling better?" he asked, his voice tinged with worry.

Xiang Yu shook his head, the smile fading slightly. "No, I still feel some discomfort."

Han Xin’s heart sank. He tossed the trash into the bin, his mind already racing. He knew they shouldn’t have gone all the way, at least not in this cramped hotel room.

But now that the moment had passed, he was filled with a sense of regret. He wished he could have restrained himself a bit more. "Let me go to the pharmacy and get you ointment," he offered, ready to spring into action.

As he shifted to get off the chair, Xiang Yu’s hand caught his, stopping him. "You don’t have to do anything. I will be fine. Just hug me tonight."

Han Xin nodded, a gentle smile creeping onto his face. "Okay." He stood up, pulling off his t-shirt with finesse, his back turned to Xiang Yu.

While he was carefully folding his t-shirt, Xiang Yu’s voice cut through the silence."By the way, where did you get the lube and the condoms?"

Han Xin’s heart raced. His back stiffened as he fumbled for words. How could he tell Xiang Yu that he had robbed it from that pervert?

He let the embarrassment slide away and pulled down his pants leaving only a pair of trunks which offered a modest cover. Since he didn’t want to answer he might as well distract him. freewēbnoveℓ.com

The fabric clung to his tight ass, and Xiang Yu’s eyes were fixed on him, admiring the beauty of his long, powerful legs and the two peaks.

The admiration was palpable, almost tangible in the air around them. Xiang Yu seemed lost, absorbed in the sight before him, and Han Xin could almost see the admiration pooling in his gaze.

"What’s the plan for tomorrow?" Han Xin asked, trying to break the spell, but Xiang Yu didn’t answer, his focus unwavering.

Han Xin moved to his bag, slipping on a pair of pyjama pants to cover himself. With his chest still bare, he made his way over to the top bunk.

Han Xin rested his elbows on the rail, his heart quickening as he looked down at Xiang Yu. The man was still staring, his expression a mix of intrigue and longing. Han Xin couldn’t quite fathom what was behind that gaze, but he felt it draw him closer.

He smiled, warmth spreading across his face as he studied the man in front of him. "What’s wrong?" he asked, his voice soft and curious.

Xiang Yu, who seemed lost in his own thoughts, blinked and replied, "Huh?"

Han Xin found Xiang Yu’s dazed expression dazzling, and a chuckle escaped him. This man was simply too cute. With a playful sigh, Han Xin reached for his pyjamas top, ready to put it on.

"Don’t... don’t put it on," Xiang Yu said quickly. "It’s hot anyway."

Han Xin frowned lightly. "But you are wearing yours," he pointed out, trying to make his case.

Without a moment’s hesitation, Xiang Yu pulled his t-shirt off, tossing it aside. "I am hot as well," he declared, a teasing grin illuminating his face.

Han Xin couldn’t help but stare. Xiang Yu’s shirtless upper body rose and fell gently, the muscles contracting and relaxing as he breathed. There was raw beauty in the way he looked, and Han Xin felt his heart race again. Fuck, he wanted to press him down again and do even more despicable things.

"Come here, let’s sleep," Xiang Yu beckoned him over, his voice inviting.

Han Xin hesitated, glancing at the cramped space. "It’s so small. We won’t fit," he protested.

Xiang Yu simply smiled wider. "We can fit. Come."

With renewed confidence, Han Xin crawled into the confined space. Xiang Yu shifted to lay on his side, wrapping an arm around Han Xin’s shoulder and his thigh around Han Xin’s leg. The warmth between them grew, their bodies almost completely pressed together.

Han Xin’s hand found its place on Xiang Yu’s waist, where he instinctively pulled him closer. The intimacy was electric, and Han Xin felt his heart flutter. Xiang Yu shuffled nearer until their foreheads touched.

"Are you still mad?" Xiang Yu asked, his brow furrowing slightly.

Han Xin searched Xiang Yu’s eyes, looking for the honesty in them. The truth hung on his lips, but he held it for a moment, letting the silence stretch. Finally, he shook his head. "No, just... don’t dress like that for others. You can only do it for me if you want to wear it."

The memory of Xiang Yu stunning in that outfit rushed back. Xiang Yu was very handsome beyond words but today, Han Xin couldn’t help but be even more dazzled by his stunning appearance.

He looked like a fairy, ethereal and enchanting, as if he were here to snatch Han Xin’s very soul away.