Chapter 2327: S-Rank Guide Forced Love 12

They returned to their residence.

The heavy door slid open and closed silently, shutting out the outside clamor.

Jin Chen undid the collar around You Zan's neck, leaving a red mark where the skin had been pressed, along with a faint stinging sensation.

You Zan's body instinctively tensed for a moment, then relaxed as the sudden release of restraint took effect.

Jin Chen's fingertips traced down the line of his sweat-damp neck, checking his violently rising and falling chest, and any old injury that might have been strained during the outburst.

A gentle yet powerful mental force seeped into You Zan's still-raging mental landscape.

The black wildcat curled up wearily in the corner, its irritable hiss gradually weakening.

You Zan felt uncomfortable all over from the touch, and lacked the strength to struggle; he turned his head away, ears red, gazing unfocusedly at something nearby.

"The ruin mission—was it to protect civilians?" Jin Chen suddenly said.

You Zan froze, then glared at Jin Chen, "You the hell are monitoring me?!"

Jin Chen, checking the abdomen, heard the words and his motion paused slightly; he lifted his eyes to meet You Zan's angry gaze and pressed the wound, neither lightly nor heavily.

"I'm protecting your safety, my sentinel."

You Zan opened his mouth to retort, but his throat felt blocked.

He could not deny that Jin Chen was indeed protecting this fact, even if the manner of protection made him furious.

In the end, all his anger turned into silence.

You Zan jerked his head away, avoiding Jin Chen's gaze, and squeezed out a low, muffled syllable from his throat—an acknowledgment.

A few seconds later, he added, "Those people are all dead."

Jin Chen's gaze fell on the stubbornly turned side of his face; he lightly gripped You Zan's jaw, turning his averted head back to face him directly.

Their distance was very close, their breaths intertwining.

Jin Chen's gaze seemed able to pierce straight to his deepest hatred.

"Listen, revenge requires strength, and also a clear mind."

"A beast led by anger's nose will only fall into the hunter's trap, or..."

Jin Chen's gaze, intentionally suggestive, swept over the red mark on You Zan's neck: "Being easily strangled by a greater power."

You Zan was forced to summon a harsh clarity, unable to refute.

Jin Chen suddenly lowered his head, an extremely brief, almost negligible touch landing on his forehead.

You Zan was struck into a daze, feeling the sensation on his forehead blankly.

Jin Chen's voice sounded close to his forehead hair.

"Before you truly recover and gain control of your own power, I hope this is the last time you lose control and strike."

"As for today's matter..." Jin Chen drew back slightly, locking eyes with You Zan's suddenly unfocused pupils, "I will help you get it back, principal and interest."

You Zan stood frozen like a puppet, his mind blank from the sudden intimacy and promise, all his ferocity and sharp edges seemingly temporarily nullified.

Immediately afterward, a feeling of offense mixed with deeper agitation surged up.

"You!"

You Zan suddenly exerted force, suppressing Jin Chen; the sentinel's explosive power is still not to be underestimated.

Even Jin Chen would find it hard to counter this explosive power in an unexpected situation.

He was lunged at by You Zan and slammed against the headboard behind him.

You Zan pinned Jin Chen, his chest heaving violently, eyes locked on Jin Chen's.

What surprised Jin Chen further was that You Zan's mental force was raw and clumsy, carrying strong probing and chaotic emotions, awkwardly and without pattern attempting to invade his mental barrier.

"... What exactly do you want?" You Zan asked.

Jin Chen, pinned beneath, appeared passive yet lifted his hand, lightly pressing on You Zan's throat, which was rolling violently from agitation.

That was an extremely sensitive and deadly spot.

All of You Zan's attempted intruding mental tendrils froze.

Jin Chen felt the pulse beneath his fingertip; a flicker of unfathomable interest flashed in the depths of his dark eyes.

He looked up at You Zan, in an absolute inferior position yet remained composed, even slightly curling his lips, his voice low and enticing.

"Guess."

You Zan was provoked by his unyielding attitude, becoming angry and agitated again.

He turned his head to avoid those deadly fingers, and various absurd thoughts sprang up uncontrollably.

Combined with Jin Chen's abnormal forehead kiss just before and the ambiguous restraining pose now, an extremely outlandish thought flashed through his mind.

He almost blurted it out, furious and incredulous.

"... Are you, are you entering your heat period?"

Jin Chen: "......"

He was indeed stunned by this utterly off-the-wall guess, choking a little.

An S-Rank Guide's control over his own physiology far exceeds that of ordinary people; the heat can be completely suppressed voluntarily.

But You Zan doesn't know his rank; this guess, though absurd, is therefore... understandable.

After a brief silence, a low chuckle escaped Jin Chen's throat.

Instead, it was filled with some kind of indescribable amusement.

He went along with You Zan's absurd train of thought, tossing the question back lightly, the curve of his upturned lips carrying a hint of recklessness and vague ambiguity.

"Why ask that?" Jin Chen's voice lowered, carrying the mischief of feigning ignorance, "Are you very interested?"

You Zan:!!!

All his irritability was again thrown into chaos by that extremely ambiguous retort, and heat instantly burned across his entire face.

He abruptly released his grip, floundering away from Jin Chen in embarrassment, stumbling back several steps.

Jin Chen sat up a little, still leaning against the headboard, his fingertips hooking the collar placed beside him, "This degree of restraint is useless for you."

"It seems we still need to improve this a bit."

Jin Chen changed the subject, then looked at Youzan, "So before that, you'll have to stay home obediently again."

Youzan couldn't keep up with Jin Chen's topic at all.

Youzan frowned angrily, "What the hell, if I don't see those few idiots, I won't get angry."

Jin Chen: "I can't always happen to arrive in time whenever you lose control."

Youzan was struck in his soft spot.

Jin Chen rose and walked over to him, his long fingers pinching Youzan's chin; Youzan's gaze toward him was full of wariness, yet strangely he did not dodge.

However, the mental impact Youzan had anticipated did not arrive.

Jin Chen lowered his head without warning.

The kiss landed on Youzan's slightly opened lips, which were parted from shock.

Time seemed to freeze.

It was not deep, not lingering, and could hardly be called a real kiss, yet the sensation left behind was scorching hot.

More direct than the forehead touch just before, and more… ambiguous.

Youzan even forgot to breathe, a strange throb rising from somewhere unknown, and it reminded him of the previous training room, where Jin Chen's overly aggressive covering and touching.

Seeing him stunned, Jin Chen bit him again as if punishing him, anticipating Youzan's motion of raising his hand to throw a punch, he reached out and grabbed the lifted wrist.