Chapter 1922: Living with the Ghost Mister: Various Trifles 38

Jin Chen listened to the several ghosts chattering on about their reasons, then gave a somewhat amused look at the boy on the sofa, 'You guys had better keep a tight watch.'

This person was injured by a vicious ghost privately raised by the occult community, and he's been targeted.

Earlier, when Jin Chen returned to the Jin family's backyard, he discovered that several ghost‑catcher clans secretly raise a batch of vicious ghosts: one reason is to train them to kill truly harmful ghosts, another is to strengthen the clan's power.

But the hidden purpose also exists to not allow other talented ghost‑catchers to surpass the clan's power—either they are discovered and eliminated in the cradle, or they are recruited into the clan to work for it.

This is also why the occult community is declining so quickly.

Jin Chen saw this, but as a ghost now he has no intention of acting—it's none of his business.

The six ghosts aren't stupid either; after hearing Jin Chen's explanation, they immediately panicked, running around the room, and finally came up with a plan.

Today please have Jin Chen rescue Xiao Ming back; tomorrow we'll go dig out the Red Mist Ghost King who's found a new place to sleep—they're inseparable from the Red Mist Ghost King and Xiao Ming!

Upon hearing that they could disturb that flirtatious ghost's ease, Jin Chen immediately said this method was very good.

Saving the person is also very simple, but in a moment Jin Chen dispelled the yin energy inside the boy's body.

When Xiao Ming woke up, the first thing he saw was the handsome man standing at the side of the sofa.

He seemed to be a very powerful ghost.

He froze, frightened by that austere aura into silence, shrinking straight into the sofa, and looked pleadingly at his few friends.

What a terrifying man.

Xiao Ming's mind was full of that thought.

Parched with fear, he didn't even dare to open his mouth to ask for water.

Jin Chen wasn't satisfied, 'Am I scarier than those six?'

This guy doesn't have yin‑yang eyes—he's just blind.

The six ghosts popped up behind Jin Chen all at once, frantically gesturing to Xiao Ming, basically meaning: 'This is our Great King, very powerful, don't provoke him!'

Xiao Ming became even more afraid.

"Great... Great King, not scary, more handsome than them, very handsome."

Xia Tan heard the commotion and came to the side hall, hearing exactly that sentence, and also saw the boy lying on the sofa and Jin Chen standing beside him.

Since he is no longer a ghost, he cannot see the six little ghosts here.

He's just a half‑grown teenager; even if Xia Tan didn't think much, seeing this scene still made him uncomfortable.

Moreover, his possessive desire for Jin Chen now is intense to an extreme degree.

"Jin Chen…"

Xia Tan walked in and called out softly.

Then Xiao Ming saw that the terrifying Ghost King suddenly shed all his cold sharpness, becoming unusually gentle, and when he took the handsome brother's hand, he was so tender it seemed like two different personalities.

Jin Chen lightly waved his hand, and the six little ghosts appeared before Xia Tan's eyes, 'This person was brought by them; let me save him.'

The six ghosts grinned, 'Nice to meet you, the handsome human kept by our Great King!'

Xia Tan nodded in realization, turned and poured a cup of warm water for Xiao Ming, his bright smile making people involuntarily relax.

"Have some water, don't be nervous."

Xiao Ming held the cup, moved to tears.

Jin Chen didn't like the way this person looked at his wife with tearful eyes, so he sent the six little ghosts to take the person away.

He also reminded, 'If Red Mist doesn't help, take him to the ghost‑catching Zhou family.'

With Zhou Si this enthusiastic meddler stirring the waters, no matter which clan tries to kill this boy, it will cause an uproar in the occult community.

Perhaps it could even reshuffle the ranks.

Jin Chen had long disliked that bunch, so he couldn't help but fan the flames.

——

The side hall is filled with various other scents—human and vicious ghost—so Xia Tan, who is very sensitive to them, dislikes it.

He pulled Jin Chen back to the living room they often stayed in, and just curled up in his embrace, unmoving.

Jin Chen held the person humming randomly in his embrace, then affectionately pinched the earlobe, 'Xiao Tan, you were fierce when you were a ghost.'

"Even fiercer than me."

Xia Tan gazed up close at Jin Chen's smiling eyes, leaned over to lazily rest his shoulder, lightly rubbed his high nose bridge, his voice soft and dependent.

"Don't be angry, I like you."

"And..."

Xia Tan thought back to that period of daily chaos, Jin Chen relying on his ghosthood—even though his purple qi hadn't been fully absorbed, he wouldn't be scorched by yin energy, utterly unrestrained.

Just thinking about it now makes his face flush and ears red.

"You're pretty bad too."

Xia Tan's fingertip pressed slightly against Jin Chen's chest, his eyes glittering with laughter, actually more like playful petulance.

Jin Chen didn't deny it at all, even seeming a bit proud, biting Xia Tan's earlobe and whispering, 'One thing subdues another.'

Xia Tan went limp from the bite, his body reacting faster than his consciousness, his eyes misting with a dependent hue, as if complaining yet acting coquettish.

"Don't bite me."

Hearing that, Jin Chen kissed the bitten spot again, somewhat mischievously letting go, 'All right, I won't bite.'

He had never responded so quickly before.

Xia Tan was just complaining offhand; he didn't truly dislike being intimate with Jin Chen—right then the cool tingling on his earlobe spread through his body, and he couldn't help emitting a strained moan.

How could Jin Chen do that?

Xia Tan's fingertip, resting on Jin Chen's shoulder, pressed down slightly, turning a faint red, and he angrily leaned in to bite back, sinking his teeth into Jin Chen's lips.

Afterward, Xia Tan caught a glimpse of an unhidden pale scar on Jin Chen's neck in his peripheral vision.

Jin Chen let him gnaw, then, following his gaze downward, suddenly tightened his hold on Xia Tan's waist, whining with an even more aggrieved tone.

"Honey, touch me."

Xia Tan clearly remembered every detail of that time, and also knew that at that moment she had almost no consciousness; otherwise she would never have done something that harmed Jin Chen.

He lowered his head, gently licking the already-healed scar, as if doing something very important.

Jin Chen's hand lightly covered the back of Xia Tan's head, the caressing motion gentle, and when Xia Tan lifted her head he suddenly kissed her, pressing her down completely.

【Detected Villain Heartthrob Value +5, total 95!】

Xia Tan was left sore all over, forced to rest on the Sofa early in the morning, listening as Jin Chen went to the bedroom to get new clothes to change into.

He uncomfortably turned over, saw Jin Chen's phone placed on the coffee table, and suddenly thought of something.

Jin Chen seemed to have had a phone for quite a while, able to contact people from both the Yin and Yang realms, but as his lover he himself had no means of contact.

Xia Tan ignored her sore waist, picked up the phone, and her face flushed for a few seconds at the wallpaper; she thought to herself that Jin Chen, counting on nobody seeing this phone, had set the wallpaper outrageously.

She then opened the social app to add a friend…… already friends?

Xia Tan was dazed, then opened her own phone—she had not only added a friend but also chatted.

Jin Chen is Dao Sheng.

That young Daoist whom he had once doubted and later felt grateful for.

Xia Tan: "……"

Seeing the records of Jin Chen's disappearance period, all the chats between Dao Sheng and him, Xia Tan gritted her teeth.

This man is truly, really, very bad!

Jin Chen came back with the clothes, bumping into Xia Tan holding two phones, looking very angry.

"Honey?"

Jin Chen didn't quite understand, but inexplicably felt guilty.

Xia Tan glanced over angrily, "Dao Sheng."

Jin Chen: "……"

Oh wow.

Forgot about this.