Chapter 3089: After Divorce, Forced to Compete with My Ex-Husband for Dominance 19

The sensing light in the hallway turned on.

Chi Mu stood outside Chenshu's bedroom door, having changed into a set of pajamas, the collar neat, his hair also freshly combed, making him look not like someone who had just come out of another person's room.

He had just used points to repair the marks on his body; Mai Lun, though a bit rough, was ultimately the Child of Fate, who had pampered him from start to finish, and tonight he gained a lot of fate and points from him.

Chi Mu used all these points to correct the story plot, and after repeatedly confirming with the System, as long as the correction succeeded, the other few Children of Fate would return to the right track and would no longer be uncontrolled like today in the cave.

But whether to choose Jin Chen or Chenshu, Chi Mu hesitated a moment.

Thinking of Jin Chen, who had changed the most, he inexplicably still felt a bit apprehensive; that person gave him a feeling even more dangerous than the Imperial General, so he ultimately chose to correct Chenshu's setting. He didn't know what relationship Chenshu and Jin Chen had, but as long as the correction succeeded, everything would return to the right track.

Chi Mu raised his hand and lightly knocked on the door, his voice soft: 'Chenshu older brother, are you there?'

Inside the room, Chenshu's back weakly leaned against the bed's edge.

He slowly wiped clean Jin Chen's foot back and toes with a tissue; when he heard the movement outside the door, his finger paused, his whole body seemed to be struck by something and froze, his gaze becoming somewhat unfocused, as if trapped in an unreal membrane, outside sounds came in, being filtered and distorted by that membrane.

Outside the door, Chi Mu's voice continued to come, filled with panic and fear, as if he had really been frightened by something.

'Chenshu older brother, I'm hurt…… I don't know what's outside the window, I'm so scared…… Can I come in to find you?'

Jin Chen sat on the bed, hearing these words, he raised his eyebrows slightly.

Is the myriad-people fan gone crazy tonight?

He glanced at Chenshu's expression, as if bewitched by something, his body slightly leaned forward, as if wanting to stand up and open the door.

Alarm bells rang loudly in Jin Chen's mind.

He quickly pulled out that book with a dark red cover; on its originally blank pages, a new passage of text appeared.

Jin Chen finished reading this passage, his eyes narrowing coldly.

Chi Mu could not only attract strange creatures, but could also control the plot's direction, and even influence the people in the story.

Jin Chen coldly curled the corner of his mouth, then grabbed Chenshu's arm and pulled him back from the state of about to rise.

He turned over and straddled Chenshu's hips, knees pressing the bed, his long fingertips pinching Chenshu's throat, lowering his head, his lips landing on Chenshu's full chest, and he bit down hard.

The sensation of suffocation and the pain from being torn surged together, like two electric currents running parallel through the nerve endings.

A muffled groan escaped from Chenshu's lips, bitten into a vivid red; his voice held little pain, instead inexplicably intertwined with tenderness and satiety.

Pleasure and pain intertwined, stimulating him to breathe rapidly, lips half-open, like a warm tide at this moment washing over his heart, flooding his chest, constricting his throat.

'Chenshu older brother……'

Outside the door another shout came, slightly louder than before, as if the person knocking had leaned forward a bit.

Jin Chen's fingers pinching his throat tightened a notch, and the biting force grew a bit stronger.

'Chenshu older brother, I've come in, may I?'

Jin Chen released that side, landing on the other side and kissed again.

He straightened up, looking down at Chenshu; his usually stern face now showed only softness and dazedness.

Jin Chen smiled, a handsome smile with a hint of youthfulness, but his voice was deliberately drawn out soft and slow: 'Uncle Chenshu, Chi Mu wants to come in to find you, but I don't want to see him, what should I do?'

His tone sounded truly aggrieved and coquettish, contrasting with what he was doing—pinching Chenshu's throat left a mark on his chest, completely split into two extremes, like igniting fire and ice simultaneously on the same person, making Chenshu torn between scorching heat and icy cold.

Chenshu, because of this stimulation, forcibly broke through a portion of the chaos shrouded by the plot.

He raised his hand, gently stroking the strands of Jin Chen's hair falling over his forehead, tucking a few wisps behind his ear, 'Bao Bao…… don't be sad.'

Jin Chen lowered his head, rewarding him with a kiss on the corner of his lips, then pressed his lips against his.

'Then let him get lost, okay?'

Chenshu's breath paused for a moment, he barely managed to get up from the bed, even unable to make a sound.

Jin Chen moved off him, lay back on the bed, leaning against the headboard, watching Chenshu stop at the doorway.

He raised his hand, clenched it into a fist, and slammed the door panel hard.

A huge roar exploded in the quiet hallway, shaking the door frame to tremble slightly.

Immediately afterward, Chenshu activated the room's highest defense authorization, locking the room completely shut, and the outer protective panel of the window also lowered.

Chi Mu outside the door was frightened by that huge roar, stepping back a step, stunned in place.

He stared at the tightly shut door, his face full of disbelief.

How could Chenshu not be affected by the forced plot!

He had clearly used points to correct the setting, clearly everything should have returned to the right track, why could Chenshu still resist!

He stood in the hallway, wearing pajamas, barefoot, like a child rejected and cast out.

Inside the door, Chenshu turned around with unsteady steps.

His neck still bore the fingerprints left by Jin Chen's grip, the tooth marks on his chest also tinged red, his whole body retaining the aftermath of having broken free from some fierce confrontation.

Jin Chen leaned against the headboard, relaxed, his face bearing the confident smile of having victory in hand, slightly lifting the corner of his mouth, his gaze sliding from Chenshu's reddened eye corners to the few light fingerprints on his throat, he reached out toward him satisfied.

Chenshu walked over, grasped that hand, bent down, and buried his face in Jin Chen's palm.

Chenshu's desires were insatiable; he wanted to embrace Jin Chen, kiss him, suck up the affection tinged with pain, and feel his love for him.