Venerable Demon King & The Doting Immortal (QT) novel Chapter 508

Chapter 508: Are you going to watch?

He paused when he reached the walk-in closet. Curiosity piqued, he slid the doors open. Inside, one half was filled with clothes that clearly belonged to Han Xin. The other half, however, caught his attention. There were clothes that perfectly shaped a woman’s figure, along with a striking red robe that glimmered softly in the light.

Xiang Yu sneered at the sight. These clothes had been prepared for the so-called wife. He reached out to touch the soft fabric of the robe, feeling its luxurious texture slide beneath his fingers. An idea began to form, and he couldn’t suppress the sly smile that crept across his face.

When Han Xin returned home, he thought he would find Xiang Yu waiting in the living room, but when he opened the door, he found the room empty. A frown creased his brow. He felt a flash of irritation at himself. He had been impulsive in leaving Xiang Yu alone.

Sure, he had locked the study room, but what if Xiang Yu had decided to wander? Han Xin quickly checked the bathroom and then the kitchen, but found nothing. His gut twisted with annoyance. Realizing that Xiang Yu might be in his bedroom, he swore softly under his breath and rushed down the hallway.

As he entered the bedroom, the sun was setting, casting a warm but dim light across the room. Han Xin squinted and focused his gaze. There, sitting on his bed in the red robe intended for his wedding night, was Xiang Yu. The robe hugged his form, and he sat with his legs crossed in an inviting, sensual pose.

"Husband, you are finally back," Xiang Yu purred, his voice playful and teasing. The enticing scent that clung to him was even stronger now, wrapping around Han Xin like a shroud. The realization hit him. This aroma might be deliberately targeted at only him.

Infuriated, Han Xin snapped, "Take that off."

With a sly smile, Xiang Yu slowly slipped down the lapel of the robe, revealing his smooth shoulders. "Okay, even better," he replied, a mischievous glint in his eye.

Han Xin’s anger flared even more, forcing himself to temper it. "I will give you five minutes to put on your clothes," he said, trying to assert control over the situation.

At his words, Xiang Yu merely tugged at the tie of the robe, looking at Han Xin with a teasing edge. "Are you going to watch?" _{ƒrēewebnovel.com}

Unable to contain his frustration, Han Xin marched out of the room, his footsteps echoing with suppressed anger. Behind him, he could hear Xiang Yu’s soft chuckle, the sound light and utterly amused, as if he found the entire scene so ridiculously hilarious.

Xiang Yu slipped into the clothes that Han Xin had provided, feeling a tingle of surprise as he noticed how perfectly they fit him. It was as if someone had taken his measurements with precision. He smoothed the fabric over his skin before stepping out of the bedroom.

Emerging into the living room, he found Han Xin standing there with an unmistakable look of anger and impatience etched into his features. A smile crept onto Xiang Yu’s lips. "Who do I have to thank for my clothes fitting so well, you or the warehouse manager?" he asked, his tone light and teasing.