Chapter 2351: S-Level Guide Forced Love 36

After finishing the matter of meeting with the old tower master, Jin Chen, now a hands-off manager, pushed open the bedroom door.

On the wide bed, You Zan sank entirely into the soft bedding, sleeping uneasily.

He lay on his side, body slightly curled, his cheek buried in the pillow Jin Chen usually used, the dark blanket pulled up to his chin, but his brow unconsciously furrowed, as if even in his dream he was fighting that lingering sense of weakness.

You Zan obviously treated his blanket as his own nest, greedily sucking up the lingering scent on it.

Jin Chen stood at the doorway, silently watching, a warm current of near‑contentment slowly spreading from deep within his heart.

He lightened his steps and walked to the bedside, then sat down.

The slight sinking of the mattress disturbed the lightly sleeping You Zan.

He let out a muffled sound, blearily opened his eyes, saw it was Jin Chen, and that haze instantly turned into dependence—like a cat that had finally waited for its owner to come home, he instinctively burrowed into Jin Chen's embrace, his arms loosely wrapping around his waist, his face buried in his abdomen, his voice thick with sleep and a whiny nasal tone.

"Damn it, I still have no strength… my bones feel like they've gone soft…"

Jin Chen's heart softened at this unconscious reliance, and he naturally scooped him up, letting You Zan lean against his chest; his palm slipped under the loose hem of his sleepwear, warm and dry, infused with soothing spiritual energy, gently kneading the firm muscles of his lower abdomen.

"Just lying around won't do." Jin Chen lowered his head, his chin brushing You Zan's still‑messy short hair, thought a moment, and said, "How about a swim in the pool? The water eases muscular lethargy and feels nice."

You Zan lazily lifted his eyelids, pondered for a few seconds, then slowly nodded, "... Mm."

The top‑floor exclusive constant‑temperature pool rippled, its water temperature just right to envelop the body.

When You Zan entered the water his movements were still fairly brisk, but after only a couple of laps the deep‑bone lassitude surged back.

His swimming strokes grew slower and slower until he simply stopped, like a beached mermaid, letting himself drift and slowly nuzzle up to Jin Chen, who was leaning by the pool edge.

His smooth, warm skin made unimpeded contact with Jin Chen's body in the water.

You Zan wound his arms around Jin Chen's neck, his whole body practically hanging from him, cheek resting on his collarbone, letting out a contented sigh.

The water gently buoyed his body, and Jin Chen's warmth transferred through it, soothing his post‑evolution restless flesh and spirit better than any medicine.

Jin Chen helplessly raised his hand and patted his smooth back; water droplets slid down along the sleek lines.

"Why are you being lazy again? How long have you even swum?"

You Zan shook his head in the crook of Jin Chen's neck, his hair tips brushing Jin Chen's skin and making it slightly itchy, "I don't know… I just have no strength, I don't want to move…"

He paused, suddenly thought of something, clicked his tongue, his tone tinged with regret, "If I'd known not to evolve, becoming S‑rank feels just like being fed laziness like a pig."

Jin Chen was amused by his odd train of thought, a low chuckle echoing in the empty pool area.

"Not a pig, a cat." Jin Chen said, "A spoiled, lazy‑indulged cat."

You Zan frowned and moved to cover Jin Chen's mouth.

Jin Chen lowered his head, looking at the fierce yet lazy big cat in his arms, lifted You Zan's chin and kissed him.

In the water, with skin‑to‑skin contact unimpeded, the kiss became extraordinarily prolonged, deep, and sticky.

Jin Chen's tongue tip patiently traced, gently pried open his teeth, and drew in his breath.

You Zan instantly became lost in it; all his laziness and random thoughts were driven away by the kiss, he closed his eyes and responded passionately.

He loved it this way too much.

His body was enveloped by the water, his senses completely occupied by the kiss and caress.

Jin Chen's palm glided over his naked back, lubricated by the water, from shoulder blades all the way down to the lower back.

You Zan felt so good his whole body went limp, like water completely melted, utterly clinging to Jin Chen's embrace, yielding to his control.

His mind went blank, nothing left but Jin Chen's scent and warmth.

Just as You Zan was dazed from the kiss, his consciousness drifting, Jin Chen's lips pulled back slightly, and warm breath brushed over his wet ears.

"Honey."

Those two words hit him with such sensory impact that, while still being kissed and touched, he shuddered uncontrollably.

Then he heard Jin Chen chuckle again, "Still pretty quick."

You Zan: "……"

He let out a muffled sob from his throat, like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, both embarrassed and anxious, burying himself in Jin Chen's neck crook and rubbing his forehead and nose hard against Jin Chen's skin, as if that could erase that mortifying reaction.

"Don't call me that!" You Zan's voice was muffled, trembling; it was less a refusal and more a whine.

He rubbed harder, his wet hair scraping Jin Chen's neck and making it itch.

Jin Chen tightened his arms, holding the fluffy, shy cat close, his chin resting on the top of You Zan's head, his voice full of indulgence and teasing.

"What should I call you then?"

You Zan didn't answer, just rubbed harder; his body went limp beyond description, no trace remained of the former unruly, hard‑to‑manage mad‑dog sentinel that had given the whole tower a headache.

At this moment he was simply obedient and soft beyond belief.

Jin Chen savored the total dependence and softness in his arms, lowered his head, and kissed the flushed ear tip again.

"Good girl, honey."

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

——

You Zan decided to give Old Boulang the good news.

He went to the lowest floor, wearing a brand‑new high‑rank uniform, his steps carrying the particular laziness that came after evolution, and headed straight for Old Boulang's cluttered little office.

"Old man Boulang!" You Zan shoved the door open.

Old Boulang was wearing his reading glasses, fiddling with an old tester; hearing the voice he lifted his head, his cloudy eyes peering through the lenses at You Zan, his wrinkled face breaking into a relieved, knowing smile.

"Yo, rare visitor. How does our tower's newly promoted S‑rank sentinel sir find time to grace this dingy place?" He set down his tools and wiped his hands.

You Zan leaned against the doorframe, chin slightly raised, "The news is spreading fast."

"Heh, it's all over the tower. You managed S‑rank evolution in three days, you little…"

Old Boulang sized him up from head to toe, his eyes complex, "You've got a hard life, and also… you just struck it lucky."

You Zan's smug expression eased a bit; he nodded, earnestly admitting, "Mm."

Old Boulang sighed, patted You Zan's shoulder, "Fate, huh. Being noticed by such a big shot and then being lifted back onto the altar."

Yu Zan thought it reasonable, nodded, and also patted his shoulder, the patting making a pat-pat sound.

Talking with Old Brown, the old man who had witnessed his most embarrassing moments, gave him a different sense of steadiness.

After sharing the good news, Yu Zan asked Old Brown whether he would go to the Intermediate Medical Department; he already had the authority to conduct personnel transfers.

Old Brown, however, refused, saying, "An old bunch of bones—do you really expect me to still save anyone?"

He, on the other hand, wasn't polite with Yu Zan, reaching out for money, saying, "Why don't you give this old man some more pocket money to buy wine?"

Yu Zan had prepared beforehand, pulling out a lot from his bulging pockets, and stuffed them all into Old Brown.