Venerable Demon King & The Doting Immortal (QT) novel Chapter 232

Chapter 232: Boyfriend (aww)

Han Xin leaned against the wall, his body trembling, his heart pounding. He felt a mixture of emotions—disappointment that their intimate moment had been interrupted, but also relief that they hadn’t gone too far. He knew their attraction was powerful, but he wanted to take things at a pace that felt right for both of them.

Xiang Yu’s eyes met Han Xin’s, his gaze intense. "I will tell them to use another bathroom, okay," he said, his voice calm and reassuring. He turned to leave, but before he could take a step, Han Xin’s hand shot out, grasping his wrist with a firm yet gentle hold.

"Are you just going to leave me like this?" Han Xin’s voice was low, almost a whisper, but it carried the weight of his emotions. His once emotionless eyes now stirred with a depth of feeling, like ripples spreading across a calm lake. He rubbed Xiang Yu’s skin with his thumb, the touch both comforting and pleading.

Xiang Yu glanced down at the tent that was pitched high in those well-tailored pants. Han Xin seemed to understand what he was thinking. "No, not for that," Han Xin said, his voice breaking the silence. "I mean... us."

"We can talk about it later," Xiang Yu replied, his tone gentle but firm. "Right now, I have a customer waiting." He tried to pull his hand away, but Han Xin tightened his grip, his desperation palpable.

"Can’t you get someone else to do it?" Han Xin’s voice was strained, the thought of Xiang Yu giving a tattoo to a woman who liked him gnawing at his insides. He was so upset that he couldn’t think straight.

Xiang Yu sighed, his expression softening. "Do you want a relationship with me?" he asked, his eyes searching Han Xin’s face.

Han Xin nodded, pulling Xiang Yu closer. "Then you have to trust me, right?" Xiang Yu said, his voice gentle but insistent.

Han Xin bit his lower lip lightly, his eyes filled with a mix of hope and uncertainty. "Hm," he murmured, finally letting go of Xiang Yu’s wrist.

"I will see you later tonight," Xiang Yu promised, planting a fleeting kiss on Han Xin’s cheek before turning to open the door.

Xiang Yu closed the bathroom door with a soft click, the sound echoing faintly in the quiet hallway. He walked with purpose towards the reception area, his footsteps muffled by the plush carpet. The air was thick with the scent of antiseptic and the faint hum of fluorescent lights.

At the main area, Little Bai was prepping to give Han Zhan a tattoo. Xiang Yu’s voice cut through the silence, "Who wants to use the bathroom?"

Han Zhan, lounging in a nearby chair, raised his hand lazily. "Oh, it’s you," Xiang Yu said, a hint of surprise in his voice. "Use the one in my office."