Venerable Demon King & The Doting Immortal (QT) novel Chapter 449

Chapter 449: Will you leave?

AN: I am so sorry. I took a sudden leave yesterday but I am back in business. See you tomorrow in the comments and thank you so much for your constant support.

The room was dim, shadows dancing along the walls, a sanctuary carved out from the chaos of the world outside. Han Xin lay on the soft quilt, nestled against Xiang Yu, wrapped in an embrace that felt like a fleeting dream.

He had told Sirius to wait twelve hours for this very reason. The urgent summons and the calls of duty... he ignored them all. At this moment, nothing mattered but the warmth of Xiang Yu beside him.

Xiang Yu’s chest rose and fell beneath Han Xin’s ear, steady and strong. The rhythmic thrum of his heartbeat filled the silence, a comforting drumbeat in the stillness.

Han Xin felt happy here, surrounded by the scent of Xiang Yu’s pheromones, a blend that was uniquely his. An arm tightened around Xiang Yu’s waist, pulling him closer as if to merge their hearts into one.

Xiang Yu’s hand moved gently through Han Xin’s hair, his fingers threading through with a tender touch. He pressed a soft kiss to the crown of Han Xin’s head, a silent promise in that gesture. Han Xin’s lips parted, words teetering on the edge of his tongue, but he hesitated. The moment felt too precious to disrupt.

"Yu Yu," he finally breathed, fingers grazing Xiang Yu’s solid chest. The name slipped out, imbued with a softness that hinted at deeper feelings. Xiang Yu, always attuned to him, responded with a gentle "Hmm," his voice a mere whisper in the quiet room.

Han Xin paused, the question swirling in his mind like fog. "When... when did you figure out my true identity?"

A small smile played on Xiang Yu’s lips, an expression both knowing and kind. "Did what Sirius say bother you?"

"No, it... I am just curious." Han Xin’s voice was steady, though a tremor of vulnerability underlined his words.

Xiang Yu sighed softly, the sound lingering in the air. "If I tell you, you wouldn’t believe me."

Silence stretched between them, heavy with unspoken thoughts. Han Xin’s heart raced, anticipation mingling with uncertainty. Finally, he broke the quiet, "I will believe anything you say."

Xiang Yu stifled a smile, rubbing the sleep from his eyes, his ring catching the feeble light and sparkling like distant stars. Han Xin shifted, positioning himself above Xiang Yu, palms pressed against the bed, hovering as if afraid that his lover would escape.

"You really want to know?" Xiang Yu asked, his voice low.

Han Xin couldn’t pull his gaze away, his eyes searching the depths of Xiang Yu’s. He caressed Xiang Yu’s cheek, a soft thumb brushing against stubble. A hunger filled him, evident in the way he bit his lower lip, a desire to mix with fervent curiosity.