Venerable Demon King & The Doting Immortal (QT) novel Chapter 560

Chapter 560: Too much dog food

Han Zhan glanced at Han Xin with a raised eyebrow. "You do remember that I am older than you, right?" he said, trying to sound authoritative.

Han Xin’s lips quirked into a smirk as he climbed into the vehicle. "Big brother, you can ride shotgun. Your little cousin is giving up the front seat for you," he teased, the playful glint in his eyes making Han Zhan’s expression drop.

"...Seriously?" Han Zhan replied, flabbergasted at the nonchalant disregard for his seniority. He quickly added, "Then let me call Su Jing to sit with you guys. There is so much space for one more person."

It wasn’t that Han Zhan wanted to be difficult. He knew that one less person in the car would mean a squeeze for the others, making the journey a little uncomfortable.

But his main reason was to separate these two so they wouldn’t suffocate them with too much PDA. Han Xin on the other hand shut the door in his face. _{ƒree𝑤ebnσvel.com}

Han Zhan was right. These two where like a pair of high schooler experiencing puppy love. Once the car started moving, Han Xin wasted no time and took out a medical kit. "Bring your hand over," he instructed Xiang Yu, his tone leaving no room for argument.

Xiang Yu obeyed quickly, extending his hand toward Han Xin. Han Xin took out a bottle of soothing ointment and carefully applied it to Xiang Yu’s knuckles. The cool sensation spread across Xiang Yu’s skin, causing him to sigh in comfort.

Han Xin’s fingers lingered a moment longer than necessary, relishing the warmth of Xiang Yu’s hand beneath his touch. From the passenger’s seat, Han Zhan glanced into the rearview mirror and rolled his eyes. "They are going to abuse us to death," he muttered under his breath.

Han Xin wrapped an elastic bandage around Xiang Yu’s hand, his brow furrowing slightly in concern. "Is it too tight?" he asked, focused on Xiang Yu’s reaction.

Xiang Yu flexed his fingers gently and replied, "No, it’s good."

"Good," Han Xin smiled as he held Xiang Yu’s other hand, their fingers intertwining naturally. He rubbed Xiang Yu’s thumb with his own, warmth and affection flooding between them.

At that moment, Mei leaned forward from the back seat, holding out a piece of dried fruit toward Xiang Yu’s lips. "Here, have some," she said cheerfully.

Xiang Yu turned his head and raised an eyebrow, asking, "Did you wash your hands?"

"Of course! I even sanitised them," Mei replied, her voice a mix of innocence and mischief.

Just as Xiang Yu took a bite of the dried fruit half of it dangling in the air, Han Xin’s mind sparked with an idea. An impish grin spread across his face, one filled with mischief. Before Xiang Yu could swallow, Han Xin leaned in and bit the other half of the dried fruit just before it slid into Xiang Yu’s mouth.

Time seemed to freeze as he planted a fleeting kiss on Xiang Yu’s lips, the warmth between them igniting something electric. The kiss was over before it truly began, but it lingered sweetly in the air.