Chapter 2566: Dear Detective Mr. 18

Al Rui Ke felt a bit uncomfortable being stared at, frowned and wanted to get angry, but in the next second he was interrupted by a suddenly approaching warm body.

Jin Chen reached out his hand, gently embraced him, and buried his forehead in the crook of his neck.

"…Al Rui Ke," Jin Chen's voice came muffled from his neck, warm breath brushing his skin, "I'm so worried about you…"

His arms wrapped around Al Rui Ke's waist, holding tight, "You're always hurt… Don't you need me? Don't you want me to stay by your side?"

Al Rui Ke never expected things to turn out this way.

He instinctively wanted to push him away, but his raised hand froze in midair, and he could only say stiffly, "I never said I didn't need you."

Jin Chen lifted his head, his eye sockets slightly reddened, his blue eyes moistened, clearly reflecting Al Rui Ke's somewhat flustered face.

Al Rui Ke stared at those eyes, momentarily forgetting what to say.

【Villain Heartthrob Value +8, total 33!】

Jin Chen took Al Rui Ke's uninjured hand and pressed it to his cheek, staring at him without blinking.

Al Rui Ke pressed his lips together, seeing Jin Chen lean forward slightly, closing the distance, those blue eyes looming before him…

"You lied to me."

Jin Chen didn't kiss him as he had expected, stopping at the point where their noses almost touched, and said softly, "That's exactly what you think—you're hurt but won't let me know, so my concern only earns your fierceness…"

As he voiced his grievance, Al Rui Ke felt more and more like he had done something wrong.

Al Rui Ke's injured arm was properly bandaged, hanging somewhat stiffly; holding the person in his arms, he momentarily couldn't find the right amount of force to push them away.

But having just escaped a fierce battle and returned with wounds, the lingering irritability still stirred in his veins, keeping his tone foul.

"Xilier, you always spout nonsense… Hurry up and leave, I need to rest."

Jin Chen lowered his head and sealed his lips over the mouth that spoke those cold, hard words.

His arms held him, tightening the embrace, yet the kiss wasn't deep, waiting for Al Rui Ke to take the initiative,

Not long after, Al Rui Ke's lingering hostility surged and took over.

He panted heavily, gripping the collar of Jin Chen's sleepwear, and returned the kiss with fierce, almost biting aggression.

Feeling Jin Chen's palm pressing and rubbing firmly against his back, he couldn't be bothered to think about pushing him away anymore.

Yet the deeper the kiss, the more Al Rui Ke felt the emptiness intensify.

He narrowed his lust-filled green eyes, clearly unable to expect the pure-hearted Xilier to understand any further.

Al Rui Ke inexplicably grew more irritable, and suddenly, as if venting, he bit hard into Jin Chen's lower lip.

A metallic, rust-like bloody taste immediately spread between their lips.

"I've told you before," Al Rui Ke's voice hoarse and somewhat helpless, "don't come provoke me at night."

Jin Chen hummed softly, pulled back slightly, brushed Al Rui Ke's sweat-dampened bangs aside, and gazed at him intently, "But you're hurt, Al Rui Ke—I can't just ignore it."

His fingertips brushed over Al Rui Ke's brow, placing an extremely gentle kiss, "Al Rui Ke, does it hurt?"

"No." Al Rui Ke retorted stubbornly.

The next second, Jin Chen also bit his lower lip, with even greater force than Al Rui Ke's earlier bite.

Al Rui Ke, caught off guard, hissed in pain, furrowed his brows, and glared at Jin Chen.

In an instant, their eyes met—Jin Chen's blue ones.

"Look," Jin Chen said, "you're obviously afraid of pain."

Al Rui Ke: "…"

This is completely different!

Yet Jin Chen's arms encircled his slender waist, "Wounds aren't supposed to be treated this roughly,

saying that, he soothingly kneaded Al Rui Ke's tense nape, "You can come find me anytime."

His caressing motions seemed magical, the comfort of their lips and teeth together, and the growing infatuation gradually eating away at Al Rui Ke's defenses.

Al Rui Ke gradually relaxed.

Immediately, a strong wave of fatigue and drowsiness washed over him, while the hand gently kneading behind him and the warm body made him feel comfortable.

Al Rui Ke was almost about to sink into it, but at the moment of deepest relaxation, Jin Chen ended the kiss, and his hand softly massaging the nape also stopped.

Al Rui Ke inexplicably felt a sudden emptiness in his heart.

He opened his eyes, gazing at Jin Chen with some dissatisfaction.

Jin Chen rubbed his nose against his, spoke gently, yet the words made Al Rui Ke feel utterly cruel.

"Then go to sleep quickly—I won't disturb you tonight."

Damn it.

Al Rui Ke realized he actually… couldn't bear to let this warmth and touch just slip away.

He cursed silently, unconsciously furrowed his brow, and irritably swiped a hand across his neck.

Jin Chen made a move to get up, and with his motion, the warmth on the other side of the bed was about to leave.

Al Rui Ke felt a stronger surge of irritability and emptiness.

He didn't dwell on it; his body reacted before his mind, reaching out and yanking the half‑seated Jin Chen back.

"Don't go!" Al Rui Ke said, his sturdy body pressing close, trying to use his body heat to fill that gap, his tone harsh and almost domineering.

"Didn't you say you'd stay with me? Just sleep like this tonight!"

As soon as the words left his mouth, Al Rui Ke froze for a moment.

He could hardly believe that such a spoiled, whiny remark had come from his own mouth.

But it was night… he gave himself an excuse, that at night he didn't need to maintain that damn, polite gentlemanly decorum.

He could be a little more free‑spirited.

Jin Chen was pulled back into his arms, the corner of his lips twitching almost imperceptibly.

Yet he didn't immediately comply, steering the conversation back, coaxing, "So you promised me, right? When you're hurt, you'll come find me—no reckless handling.

A'erruike just wanted him to calm down quickly and keep him company, muttering impatiently.

"... Fine, fine! I promised you."

He thought Xilier was damn troublesome.

But only when they obediently let him hold them did that inexplicable irritation fade.

He then pulled Jin Chen into the soft blanket.

Jin Chen's arm wrapped around him, fingertips through the gauze, extremely gently stroking that wound; the other hand also rhythmically, soothingly, lightly rubbed his waist.

Like a gentle stream's soothing, it was so comfortable it was indescribable, making one's bones go limp.

A'erruike closed his eyes, feeling no awkwardness in being held like this—rather, he felt especially at ease.

He suddenly mumbled, "...... Don't you find it strange?"

Jin Chen still thought he had fallen asleep; hearing this, he frowned in confusion, "What's strange?"

A'erruike closed his eyes, "Day and night... my attitude toward you differs so much. Are you so dense you can't feel it?"

That's what it was.

Jin Chen raised an eyebrow, his fingertip lightly touching his cheek, the motion affectionate, yet his gaze in the darkness revealed a depth unfitting of the 'pure-hearted Xilier'.

"'It's fine,' he lowered his voice."

If A'erruike were a bit sharper and clearer-headed now, he might notice that Jin Chen's demeanor and actions now lean more toward that pervert he wants to kill.

"'You can be however you are, A'erruike.'"

Jin Chen lowered his head, placing a gentle kiss on A'erruike's nose tip, gazing into his eyes in the darkness, curling his lips and whispering, "I love you."

"...... Shut up, Xilier." A'erruike's ears tinged red.

He roughly pressed Jin Chen against his chest, trying to hide that flutter of his heart, "Hurry up and sleep!"

【Detected Villain Heartthrob Value +5, total 38!】

【Detected Villain Blackening Value -10, total 85!】

Jin Chen's mood grew ever more delighted.

He obediently leaned against the warm, full chest, also closing his eyes.

The night finally fell completely silent.