Venerable Demon King & The Doting Immortal (QT) novel Chapter 569

Chapter 569: Okay... husband

It reminded him of the Xiang Yu he had seen in his dream a few nights ago when he was sleeping in the car. In that dream world, Xiang Yu was dazzling, and Han Xin had felt an irresistible pull to follow him anywhere. _{fɾeeweɓnѳveɭ.com}

"Okay, I will only wear it for my husband," Xiang Yu said, a slight smile playing on his lips as he caught Han Xin watching him with an expression of jealousy. It made him feel warm.

Outside, the sound of cars faded into silence, leaving a hushed stillness in the room that felt almost too loud. Han Xin felt his ears grow hot, a mixture of vulnerability and desire swirling within him.

He knew his request might be too much, but he couldn’t help himself. If it were up to him, he would lock Xiang Yu inside a grand palace, filled with everything the man could ever want.

Yet, he found it strange, considering he had little in this world to offer. Still, that vision of a grand palace clung to his heart, an echo of something deeper.

Han Xin’s fingers curled around Xiang Yu’s waist, and he cleared his throat, feeling bold. "Do you have tattoos?"

Xiang Yu looked a little surprised. In the real world he had patterns on his body that some might mistake for tattoos, but in this world he had none so why was Han Xin asking? "No, but we can get matching tattoos," he replied, a playful glint in his eyes.

Han Xin pursed his lips, pondering the idea before finally nodding. "Okay."

Xiang Yu chuckled softly, leaning in to place a gentle kiss on Han Xin’s forehead. His fingers weaved through Han Xin’s hair, soothing and tender. They settled into a comfortable silence, wrapped in each other’s presence.

Suddenly, Han Xin broke the quiet, his voice a soft whisper. "The person we are saving tomorrow, how important are they to you?"

Xiang Yu’s expression shifted, the playful energy of the moment fading as he processed Han Xin’s question. It was a question that tugged at the corners of his heart. He kept his gaze steady, searching for the right words. "They are important."

Han Xin felt a tight knot form in his chest. A sour sensation bloomed within him. "As important as I am?" he said, unable to hide the edge in his tone.

Xiang Yu smiled, his eyes softening. "He is important but in a different way. As important as Lian and Mei are to me."

Relief washed over Han Xin, and he let out a small sigh. That was right. Each of them held a unique place in Xiang Yu’s heart. Han Xin closed his eyes, feeling warmth cradle him, and slowly, he drifted into sleep.

In the middle of the night, a loud bang jolted him awake. His heart raced as he sat up, adrenaline flooding his veins. He reached for the gun hidden beneath his pillow, instinct taking over. But before he could fully register what was happening, he heard a groan amd a curse beside him.

Xiang Yu had fallen off the bed. He climbed back onto the mattress, a sleepy calm washing over him as if nothing had happened.

Han Xin couldn’t help but chuckle softly, his panic easing. He quickly pulled Xiang Yu into his arms and rolled them over, placing Xiang Yu closer to the wall.