Chapter 1200: Millennium Love Story 05

Li Shao and Jin Chen chatted happily, although Li Shao was the only one speaking the whole time.

"Yeah, let's add each other on QQ! My QQ number is……"

So noisy……

Jin Chen just wants him to leave quickly, pulls out his phone to add him, and Li Shao keeps praising his phone.

Chen Zhu, who had been observing from the shadows, finally walked over and handed the watermelon to Li Shao, "Thank you for the lychees, take this back to try."

He seemed to speak gently to everyone, Li Shao felt bad refusing, holding the watermelon and sitting in someone's living room wasn't appropriate either, "Then I'll go."

"Jin Chen! I just live next door, you can come find me to play later!"

Jin Chen covered his ears with both hands.

Chen Zhu watched Li Shao leave, sat back on the sofa and said to Jin Chen, "Xiao Chen is impressive, you already made a new friend so quickly."

He suddenly appeared to have a fake smile.

Jin Chen wondered, "Chen Zhu, are you unhappy?"

Now even the superficial smile disappeared.

Chen Zhu's brows and eyes drooped a little, his gentle and composed demeanor somehow felt wronged, and the topic changed again.

"It's almost been two weeks, Xiao Chen still refuses to call me brother."

Jin Chen: "……"

This isn't the point!

"Brother Zhu."

Chen Zhu had no reaction.

"……Brother?"

Chen Zhu lifted his eyes, moved and delighted, "Hey, that's great, I'll go peel lychees for you to eat."

Jin Chen felt a bit caught up, sitting cross-legged on the sofa, thinking.

So what was he unhappy about just now?

Jin Chen thought back and forth, then followed into the kitchen.

"Brother." He stood behind Chen Zhu, poked half his head out to look, "What were you unhappy about just now?"

Chen Zhu's motion of peeling the lychee paused slightly, the delicate flesh was peeled open, sweet translucent juice clung to his hand.

He lowered his eyelids slightly, didn't turn back, turned on the faucet to wash his hands, then turned around and leaned against the counter, standing face to face with Jin Chen.

"If someone else comes later and I'm not home, Xiao Chen, please don't let anyone in, okay?"

Jin Chen took a few seconds to respond, "……I'm twenty this year." He repeated once more.

"Are you afraid I'll be sold?"

Chen Zhu's voice was a bit hoarse, the yellow kitchen light made him look even softer, "This place is messy, there are still remnants of triads, so we should still be careful."

He clung to a lie he himself hardly believed, hiding his base desire not to let Jin Chen meet outsiders, especially peers.

Jin Chen also guessed in that direction, but the Heartbeat Value hadn't even been triggered.

So he cut off that thought again and continued probing.

"What if I don't?"

"A cool guy can't be forced!"

Chen Zhu guessed that Jin Chen wouldn't agree so easily, his gaze deepened,

The dark thought that was about to pop up was suppressed, he still smiled gently, raising his hand to stroke Jin Chen's head, once, twice, the motion very light.

"Then I will protect you well."

Jin Chen rarely felt a creepy sensation from having his head patted.

He frowned, "Alright, I'll try not to open the door."

"Really……"

Chen Zhu was a bit stunned, his eyes gradually hiding a moist, hidden delight, "Xiao Chen is really obedient."

That word felt like it hit a key point, Jin Chen suddenly slapped away his hand, grabbed Chen Zhu's collar and shoved him backward.

Their postures overlapped, looking somewhat ambiguous, but the words Jin Chen spoke were icy.

"Don't use that word to describe me."

"I'm not obedient, and I couldn't be."

Chen Zhu's body was a bit stiff.

He wasn't angry at all; his gaze grew even softer, beneath an appearance of tolerant delicacy lay a trembling that could only be restrained with all his strength.

Chen Zhu placed both hands on Jin Chen's shoulders, encircling and gently rubbing, clearly a comforting gesture.

"Sorry, Xiao Chen."

Chen Zhu smiled politely, speaking calmly, "I don't know, can you forgive brother?"

Jin Chen's eyelid twitched once, he drew back his emotions, released Chen Zhu's collar, but didn't stand up right away.

He slumped, leaning his shoulder against Chen Zhu, his tone a bit dull.

"It's not your business."

Thus Chen Zhu naturally embraced Jin Chen's waist, the rubbing motion paused, he tightened his arms.

"It's fine, we're a family, Xiao Chen's bad emotions can be let out."

His tone was unhurried, listening to it made one feel at ease.

Jin Chen hummed, turned his head and unintentionally buried it in Chen Zhu's chest, instantly feeling Chen Zhu's body become even stiffer, even his soft pectoral muscles hardening from the effort.

Thus a playful mood gradually arose.

Jin Chen rubbed again, his breath spraying onto the collarbone exposed outside his clothing as he spoke, warm and moist.

Brother, don't say that word anymore—I hate it.

Just as he finished speaking, Jin Chen heard a barely audible short muffled grunt, accompanied by a slight tremor.

I couldn't quite tell what emotion it was; I just felt… a sense of rejection?

Jin Chen wasn't sure, only surprised by how sensitive Chen Zhu's body was; as he was about to pull away from the embrace, a slight struggle made him straighten his body.

Seeing Chen Zhu refuse to lift his head, Jin Chen grew more certain of his guess—rejecting a hug while still trying to be a good brother, it's really hard.

"It's so hot, brother, peel the lychees quickly."

Having almost provoked his wife by doing something bad, Jin Chen gave an embarrassed grin and slipped away.

When returning to the Living Room, he secretly thought that rejection wasn't acceptable; from now on he'd have to hug more!

"Hugging more feels great…… No, it's a great desensitization method!"

Unaware, Chen Zhu in the kitchen still leaned against the counter, his breathing sinking deeper and deeper, every skin cell clamoring for the warmth from just moments ago, like a fish long stranded that suddenly found water.

His whole body exuded a strange heat, as if cutting flesh, clinging to the residual damp warmth on his body, sinking deep within.

A drop in the bucket, but it still brought Chen Zhu considerable comfort.

He stood in place, catching his breath, then slowly straightened his body; the restrained, enduring desire in his eyes grew deeper and deeper.

The remaining lychee had melted the ice on its shell; the cool sensation gradually calmed Chen Zhu, and he seemed to still be muttering something.

Jin Chen was still in the Living Room thinking about how to desensitize Chen Zhu when his phone suddenly rang with an international call.

【The application you submitted last time has a result now~】

0731, dedicated to making the Host prosper in this world, is very serious.

As Jin Chen answered, Chen Zhu happened to come over with a fruit platter; he pressed his hand, signaling Chen Zhu to eat first, then got up and went to the balcony to take the call.

Actually, the house isn't very soundproof, and the balcony lacks a blocking door; through the plain curtain, Chen Zhu could faintly hear Jin Chen's voice.

It was an English conversation, and Chen Zhu couldn't understand much.

His hand hanging beside the Sofa trembled slightly, and his gaze toward the balcony revealed hints of darkness and an almost clinging anxiety.

What is Xiao Chen saying?

Who is he talking to on the phone—could it be that he'll have to go abroad again?