Chapter 3230: Saving Zero Egg and Bai Ze's Love Story 31

At the end of the hallway, Chenshu took off his mask, tilted his head, and watched Jin Chen walk over slowly.

Coming here to fight at this late hour, Jin Chen stood before him, lowered his head, and asked, "Who bullied you?"

Chenshu brushed the hair from his forehead behind his ear, "I just came in, and that person said they wanted to take me to be the casino's etiquette young master."

Jin Chen clicked his tongue, turned back, and looked toward where the person had vanished; his gaze was chilly, but he didn't have time to make out the face beneath the hood.

"You should have called out to me."

Chenshu raised an eyebrow, ignored his remark, gave him a once-over, and drawled, "What are you doing out so late? Hunting for beauties?"

Jin Chen drew his gaze back from the end of the hallway to Chenshu's face, leaned in close, and said, "Didn't you just catch one?"

A smile appeared in Chenshu's eyes as he gazed at Jin Chen attentively.

Indeed, he was also missing him.

Just now the hallway was dim; only upon getting closer did he notice the fatigue barely concealed in Jin Chen's brow and eyes.

Jin Chen lowered his head to hug him, muttering complaints, "I have so many things to attend to, and you're not here—I can hardly handle them alone."

Zero Egg and Bai Ze still won't listen to me; one or two of them just know how to cause trouble, and tonight I still plan to go find Selina to ask about Bai Ze's parents...

Chenshu was held around the waist by him, listening absentmindedly, his focus entirely on Jin Chen's lips as they opened and closed while speaking; seeing that he seemed about to continue, he finally couldn't resist, turned his head, and bit his lower lip.

Chenshu's face cooled with slight displeasure: "In our messages, it's always you complaining about being apart for so long, right? Now that we've finally met, the first thing you do is say this to me?"

"Then let's just spend the whole night talking about the plot."

Jin Chen immediately swallowed the rest of his words, his expression turning a bit aggrieved: "No."

He pulled Chenshu closer into his embrace and lowered his head to kiss him.

The kiss was somewhat clumsy; Chenshu was leaned back slightly by it, and his hand unconsciously wrapped around his shoulder for support.

Jin Chen kissed for a good while before finally releasing him, his lips still touching Chenshu's corner of the mouth, his voice muffled: "The plot doesn't matter—let's go back to the room."

Only then did Chenshu pinch Jin Chen's earlobe, rub against him, cup his husband's face with both hands, and press a supremely soft kiss to his cheek.

The door of the suite closed, and the two entwined didn't notice the brief half-second of movement outside.

——

In the neighboring room, Bai Ze sat on the sofa, earnestly looking down at a document in his hands.

Hearing the door being pushed open and then closed, Bai Ze looked up to see Yiqi rushing back in from outside a few steps, his face showing a little excitement he couldn't hide.

He closed the document, glanced doubtfully at the door behind him that had shut, and said, "Wasn't it supposed to be going to find Jin Dage to talk?"

Yiqi stood there for a couple of seconds, then suddenly turned around, peered outside through the peephole, turned back, took a few steps, and lunged onto the sofa, crashing into Bai Ze's arms.

Bai Ze was knocked back slightly by him, the document in his hand almost slipping, and he instinctively reached out to steady his waist, asking, "What on earth happened?"

Yiqi pressed his lips together, but the corners of his mouth curled up involuntarily, forming two small parentheses as he leaned close to Bai Ze's ear and lowered his voice to say.

"I saw my older brother bring a beautiful person into the room; he must be his boyfriend."

Bai Ze blinked, looking at his muttering, shimmering brows and eyes, couldn't help finding it a bit cute, and couldn't resist leaning in to kiss the corner of his mouth, saying, "Then let's not disturb him tonight."

Yiqi, however, was unhappy, snorted, narrowed his eyes mischievously, and said, "No."

He rolled over, lay back on the sofa with his legs propped up, and spoke in a triumphant tone.

Having Jin Chen confine me finally let me seize the chance to get revenge.

——

Ten minutes later.

On the sofa, Jin Chen held Chenshu in his arms; Chenshu suddenly tilted his face up in confusion, half his body blocked by Jin Chen so he couldn't see the ceiling light, his whole person dazed from the kissing, his breathing a little uneven, he pushed at him and his voice grew hoarse, "It sounds like someone is… knocking on the door?"

Jin Chen naturally heard it too, but he buried his face in Chenshu's neck, having no intention to stop, "I didn't call for room service, so ignore it."

The knocking persisted, sounding a few more times, not like room service.

Chenshu exhaled lightly, rubbed Jin Chen's ear, tilted his head to kiss his lips again, and said, "Go check."

After all, this isn't exactly a safe zone; next door there are two people who could trigger the plot at any moment.

Jin Chen lifted his head, his expression a little troubled, let out a low grunt, got up from the sofa, grabbed the sleepwear off the floor and put it on, then walked over to open the door.

Outside the door stood a youth with fair skin, his shirt collar opened low; upon seeing Jin Chen, his eyes brightened noticeably, he lifted his head and revealed a cute, sweet smile.

"Sir, are you here for the booked overnight companionship service?"

Jin Chen: "?"

Chenshu on the living room sofa: "?"

Chenshu slowly sat up, pulled the thin blanket from the sofa over himself, reclined sideways on the sofa, his long calves crossed.

His gaze swept past Jin Chen's shoulder to land on the youth outside, and he deliberately said softly, "Husband, won't you explain?"

The youth had been secretly pleased, hoping to put in a bit of effort tonight to maybe secure a long-term patron from a client like this; he never expected there to be someone else inside, and instinctively glanced inward.

All he saw was a strikingly handsome youth leaning sideways on the sofa, a blanket loosely draped over him, propping his head up to look at him, that gaze icy to the extreme.

The youth felt his chest tighten under that look, hastily withdrew his gaze, his heart pounding with fright.

But he was truly unwilling to just give up; having mingled in the casino for so long, he'd seen all kinds of patrons, and a high-quality client like Jin Chen—good-looking and well-built—was rare enough to see once a year, appearing so sexy it made one's legs go weak.

He gritted his teeth, lifted his gaze to Jin Chen, voice soft and sweet, "Sir, even if it were three people I could……"

Jin Chen: "……Stop!"

He had already felt the gaze from behind like a blade on his back; if he let this person go on, tonight he might not even get to sleep on the sofa.

Jin Chen yanked the door shut, his tone cold and blunt: "I didn't order this—get lost."

The suite door shut out the youth outside, still full of anticipation.

Jin Chen walked back to the sofa; Chenshu was still leaning sideways, giving an ambiguous smile, and Jin Chen crouched down to approach him, saying, "Really, I didn't order this."

Even though Jin Chen knew full well that Chenshu would never believe him, the two seemed to be using this as an excuse to play around, as Chenshu raised a hand, fingertips pressing against Jin Chen's lips to keep him from coming in for a kiss.

With his mouth blocked, Jin Chen instinctively opened his teeth and gently bit his fingers, mumbling indistinctly.

"Wow, you really don't believe me."

Chenshu's fingertips twitched slightly, and she let out a helpless laugh.

He pulled his hand back, actively offering his own lips, pressing them against Jin Chen's lip corner and murmuring, "Let me check."

The night was long.

In the early morning hours, Jin Chen finally held his wife and fell into a deep sleep; the person in his arms was utterly exhausted, curled up against his chest sleeping soundly. Jin Chen also rarely had a good night's sleep, and the worry that had been weighing on him finally eased somewhat.

Meanwhile, in the special top-floor suite, after receiving Jin Chen's message that there was an important matter to come inquire about, Sai Linna and Jin Junhao had been waiting from eleven o'clock until now with no one entering: "……"

Sai Linna glanced at the wall clock: 2:47 a. m.

Jin Junhao: "No, my son must be sick!"