Venerable Demon King & The Doting Immortal (QT) novel Chapter 265

Chapter 265: I will go to war for you.

Xiang Yu sat on the plush leather couch in his boyfriend’s office, his legs crossed with an air of casual confidence. He slipped on Han Xin’s clean shirt, the fabric crisp against his skin. As he buttoned it up, he glanced at his man, a playful glint in his eyes. "Xin-ge, you ruined my favourite shirt," he said, his voice carrying a hint of coquetry.

Han Xin, who was meticulously cleaning his desk with a paper towel and cleaning spray, looked up and smiled recalling how Xiang Yu’s shirt got ruined. If he was being honest, he would do it again but he didn’t say out loud.

"Don’t worry, I will get you even more shirts," he replied, his grin stretching from ear to ear like a love-struck fool, "... so I can ruin them again." His voice was so low that it was barely audible.

"Huh?" asked Xiang Yu as he ran his fingers through his hair but Han Xin would never repeat that.

He said, "I will take you shopping soon." Xiang Yu let out a throaty chuckle that sent a shiver down Han Xin’s spine. Han Xin bit his lower lip, about to ask if Xiang Yu enjoyed what they had just done when his phone rang again. He had been ignoring it, but the persistent ringing demanded his attention. With a sigh, he unlocked it and saw his father’s name flashing on the screen. Han Xin knew something was up, but he couldn’t avoid it any longer. He picked up the call, his responses limited to a series of "yes" and "sure."

Xiang Yu, curiosity piqued, stood up and walked towards Han Xin. He wrapped his arms around Han Xin from behind, his presence a comforting weight. When Han Xin finished the call, he turned to face Xiang Yu, his expression troubled.

"What is it? Your face doesn’t look good," Xiang Yu asked, concern lacing his voice.

"My father wants me back at the family home right now," Han Xin replied, his tone heavy with unease.

Xiang Yu adjusted Han Xin’s tie, his fingers deft and reassuring. "It’s nothing good so why go?" he murmured.

Han Xin pinched Xiang Yu’s chin gently, lifting his face. "But I have to go," he said, pressing a kiss to Xiang Yu’s forehead. "I know my old man is onto something but... you have my back, right?"

Xiang Yu’s eyes hardened with determination. "You know I will go to war for you. If you are not back in two hours, I am kicking down doors and breaking jaws."

Han Xin smiled, a wave of relief washing over him. He kissed Xiang Yu’s slightly swollen lips the kiss fleeting but intense. "In the meantime, search Peng Xiu’s office and apartment."