Venerable Demon King & The Doting Immortal (QT) novel Chapter 527

Chapter 527: How to be a pro in bed

AN: I am taking a mental break for Easter break. I haven’t had a break longer than a day for a long time. This is why I have been lagging behind. I appreciate you guys so much and promise I will he back soon.

Xiang Yu finally stopped coughing, the sound echoing in the quiet room. He looked up at Han Xin, his eyes earnest. "I gave it to you because I thought you would like it. If you don’t like it, I can take it back."

Han Xin stared at him, trying to unravel Xiang Yu’s motivations. A few moments ago, his anger had surged, hot and sharp. He had been prepared to kick Xiang Yu out. But now, his gaze drifted to Xiang Yu’s bruised lip, and a troubling thought crept in. He was thinking maybe... just maybe he should give him another kiss.

Shaking his head, Han Xin broke his gaze and said, "I am going to take a shower." He turned on his heel, trying to shake off the strange warmth in his chest.

"Can I join you? I can help you wash your back," Xiang Yu called after him, a teasing lilt in his voice. _{freēwēbnovel.com}

Han Xin froze, his back stiffening as the request hit him. "No need," he said, his tone clipped, as he walked away quickly.

But he hesitated, pulse racing. He suddenly turned back and added, "Don’t go anywhere."

Xiang Yu, who had been watching him intently, bit his lower lip and replied, "Okay."

Internally, Han Xin swore, feeling the heat rise in him. Xiang Yu was like a walking aphrodisiac, stirring something restless within. He slipped into the shower, allowing the warm water to cascade over him, while Xiang Yu remained behind, his mind racing with thoughts.

He remained on the cough, lost in contemplation. He bit his thumbnail, frustration gnawing at him. This was progress, yes, but it wasn’t fast enough. He needed to find a way to draw Han Xin closer, to ensnare him in his trap tonight.

He stood up and began to survey the room. It was a minimalist space, stark and simple, just as Han Xin liked. But as he looked around, he noticed the small details. There was a shelf lined with books and magazines from a bygone era. Their covers faded, and they told silent stories of another time.

Xiang Yu smiled to himself. He knew these magazines must have belonged to Han Zhan. That’s because there was no way Han Xin would have chosen issues about fashion, home decor, or nature.

He wandered over to the shelf, brushing his fingers along the spines with great curiosity as the water ran in the background.

He flipped through the nature magazines, skimming the pages but quickly losing interest. The images of distant landscapes and exotic animals felt too distant from his reality.

He set them aside and picked up a fashion magazine instead. As he flipped through, his gaze caught on bold red letters. Curious, he flipped back to find the title: ’How to Be a Pro in Bed’.