Chapter 93 Chapter 93 Despicable Me

Chen Luan fell asleep.

The moon tonight was exceptionally round, and the chilly night wind blew bright moonlight in through the half-open window.

In the bedroom dyed a dull cold blue, Chen Luan's breathing rose and fell in a heavy and long manner.

The bedroom door opened lightly, and a ray of warm light coming in from the living room just touched the foot of the bed before being forced out by the door closing again.

The wind shook the leaves on the ground outside the window, causing them to rustle restlessly.

The messy quilt was not covering her tightly, half of it was rolled up and held in her arms, and her delicate eyebrows were half buried between the pillow and the quilt.

The trouser legs were rubbed up slightly due to the action of holding the quilt, revealing a section of calf with smooth lines, and below was the beautiful curve of the ankle, with light blue blood vessels winding there.

In the cool blue moonlight, a hand gently stroked the calf amidst Chen Luan's heavy breathing, and the moist scent of tequila quietly spread upward along the arc.

"elder brother……"

A gentle sigh-like voice filled the air.

Chen Luan did not wake up. His consciousness seemed to have sunk into the dark seabed and his breathing was heavy.

Then the slightly cool hand slowly brushed across the waistline, shoulders, and neck along the undulating lines under the moonlight.

Finally, he stopped at the eyebrows and eyes blurred by the cold dim light, and gently and carefully brushed away a strand of hair that was curled to the corner of Chen Luan's lips on the side of his face.

It's like touching a precious and fragile object.

The alpha slowly leaned over in the darkness, his fingertips gently rubbing along the curve of the sleeping person's cheek, and stopped at the pale lips.

The warm breath fell on the skin of the fingertips, and the eyes that had darkened to gold flashed slightly.

So he moved his fingers to his chin which was buried in the quilt, gently grasped it and lifted it up, then lowered his head and covered it with his breath.

There was no intrusion, no plundering, just a simple touch of lips, and then a quick retreat.

The pheromones spreading in the air floated for a moment, and Jiang Xun lowered his eyes.

Many years ago, he had also looked at the sleeping Chen Luan in this way.

At that time, he only dared to kiss him secretly. Those black tides in the endless dark sea, those thorns of possession that grew more and more wildly with time, never really stopped for a moment in his chest which had almost become a dark cage.

He covered himself with a kind appearance and set traps in the name of his family step by step, leading Chen Luan into it.

But it’s not enough, not enough.

The possessive desires that grew in the darkness eroded him, consumed him, and nearly drove him crazy. So much so that when he received that obviously provocative message from Jiang Ling after a night of being out of touch, he felt...

The urge to imprison Chen Luan.

Yes, imprisoned and hidden.

Hide in a place where no one can find him except himself.

Lock him up.

And now, there are only two of them here,

Chen Luan fell asleep.

He won't resist anymore.

No more hiding,

I won't know what happened tonight.

What does he want to do?

It will be all right.

The pheromones floating in the air began to stir restlessly.

The fingers held on the chin pressed against the slightly dry and cool lips.

The hand placed on the pillow was held by the alpha, and his fingertips gently stroked the protruding wrist joints, passing through the metal watch strap and covering the pulse on the inside of the wrist.

But Jiang Xun knew that what was stirring under his fingertips was clearly the turbulent undercurrent beneath the abyss, and he was falling step by step towards his destiny.

Yes,

He knew he was finished.

Chaos is his fate.

Because he found that he was extremely fascinated by the completely defenseless posture in front of him, and the complete sense of control.

Everything about Chen Luan, his breathing, his temperature, and the frequency of his heartbeat, belonged completely to him at this moment.

Belongs to him alone.

At this moment, he only had his own scent on him. The remaining pheromones escaped into the air from the bright bite mark on the back of his neck and were then captured by him.

Then a hint of joy appeared in those golden eyes.

mine.

be mine.

Only my taste.

Those tangled, dark, twisted black torrents meandered out from the palm of the hand holding Chen Luan's wrist.

The alpha's fingers brushed across the soft lips, lingered between the eyebrows, and covered her breath again.

From gentle snuggles to soft kisses.

The slightly cool fingertips reached in from the bottom of the loose home clothes and touched the soft skin.

The breath began to heat up, and the focused and cautious kiss began to become lingering and nostalgic, gradually deepening and spreading.

The ribs almost became a cage, and the heart was like a trapped beast, colliding again and again in the thorny chest.

Then those struggling, greedy, and surging emotions burned into a raging fire, burning tiny, broken scarlet spots at the bottom of those dark golden pupils.

Scenes from the past emerged in my mind.

Yes, he was afraid that he would not be able to get the love he wanted, so he took advantage of his tolerance, his softness, and his sense of belonging to home to devour him step by step.

He is so twisted and despicable.

That was the black cocoon that grew under his ribs, giving birth to a monster that he could not control.

Chen Luan is a ray of light that illuminates the world that has turned gray since his mother left. Those gentle and doting smiles, the warmth that holds him in her arms time and time again, the inclusive love that he covets, admires, and longs for, make him indulge in them, but he can't help but fear that the day will come when Chen Luan will leave.

He will have his own family, his own lover, and will share that love.

meeting--

Take away the love for him.

The fear gradually twisted into thorny vines, spreading layer by layer from his chest.

So he wanted to keep him, to trap him, to...

To truly and completely own him.

In the small room, the surging and boiling pheromones were so thick that they almost solidified into substance.

The ever-demanding breath finally retreated.

His golden pupils, tinged with a hint of scarlet, drooped down, his gaze greedily tracing the eyebrows and eyes that he had looked at thousands of times, as if when he opened his eyes, he could still see the gentle and doting expressions in his memory.

But all that pampering poured into my chest and turned into dense, tiny sourness and sharp pain.

Does Chen Luan love him?

Is that love?

Even if they have gone that far, is that love?

That was his deliberate temptation, his covert coercion and temptation.

Is that the love he wants?

Chen Luan couldn't give him an answer.

No one can give him an answer now.

A thorny sourness rose from my chest and flooded my eyes, bringing a hint of bitterness to my eye sockets.

Jiang Xun rested his forehead against Chen Luan, their breaths meeting and their noses touching.

Chen Luan...

Chen Chaos.

What should I do with you?

I hope you love me,

I greedily hope that you really love me,

Instead of treating me as your younger brother, just treat me as your younger brother.

But even I can't tell whether your indulgence is out of love or not.

So...

Is it love?

Dark clouds covered the bright moon.

The bedroom finally fell into silent darkness.

The dark golden pupils that suppressed emotions finally darkened into a bottomless sea in the darkness.

The slightly cool lips finally fell again, rubbing against the eyebrows and ears.

The buttons were unbuttoned.

The breath melts into the warm chest, into the heartbeat that is steady due to sleep, and into the undulating curves.

Amid the sound of fabric rubbing against each other, Jiang Xun gently closed his eyes and buried his cheek in Chen Luan's neck, greedily absorbing the warmth.

His fingertips rubbed against the soft skin in the darkness, causing a tiny, unconscious shiver in the warmth in his arms.

The air was filled with the moist scent of tequila and the warmth emanating from the gradually rising body temperature.

Chen Luan was stuck in the boundary between deep sleep and fuzzy perception.

The warmth pressed against his back, the familiar feeling of the arm around his waist, the scent of someone very close that filled the air, all of these made him subconsciously not be on guard.

It was as if he subconsciously believed that this person would never deceive him or hurt him.

In the heavy and long breathing, the breaths on his back became more and more dense, and the arms around him became tighter and tighter.

He frowned uncomfortably and moved his fingertips, but was ultimately dragged back into the chaos and unable to wake up.

The side of my face sunk into the soft pillow, making it difficult to breathe.

The warmth from behind was so close to his, her warm skin pressed against the side of his leg.

The breath, which gradually became hot, fell behind the ears, on the shoulders, and on every inch of skin exposed to the slightly cool air.

So the fingers on the pillow curled up subconsciously.

Consciousness falls into the deep sea.

The next second, a warm hand covered Chen Luan's palm, and the fingertips passed through Chen Luan's fingers and clasped them tightly.

The soft skin above the knees was penetrated by the scorching heat, and the arms around the waist tightened.

The moist and hot breath fell on the bite mark on the back of the neck that still hurt.

The deep blue dial on my wrist turned into an abyss, spinning every second.

Until the dark clouds dispersed, the obscured moonlight once again flowed through the window into the dull air.

Jiang Xun held Chen Luan's hand, palms against palms, and gently kissed Chen Luan's wrist to match his heartbeat. The scent of agave accumulated layer by layer, growing into thorns that rolled towards Chen Luan.

In any case,

Regardless...

Stay with me.

Love you or not, I will never let you go.

mine,

Just mine,

Only mine...

My Chen Luan.

As the night deepened, the evening breeze became a little chilly and blew in.

The half-open window was closed silently, and with the sound of the door opening, a ray of light from the living room tentatively came in again, and was taken away again.

Frost climbed up the glass window, but was dispelled by the skylight that gradually lost its dark color. The sunlight with a little warmth moved from the corner of the bed to the hand lying on the pillow.

The fingers of that hand curled up gently in the morning sunlight. Chen Luan dragged his body to his feet and rubbed his hair that was sticking up in all directions.

His head was still a little dizzy after waking up. Chen Luan rubbed his blurry eyes, stretched, and glanced at the sky outside in a daze.

Did he close the window before going to bed last night?

I don't remember

Well, I haven’t had such a deep sleep in a long time. I didn’t even have any dreams.

Maybe I'm too tired?

Chen Luan turned over and tried to get out of bed, but he felt a subtle, almost imperceptible discomfort on the skin inside his thigh.

?What's wrong?

He lifted his trousers to take a look and scratched his hair.

...nothing.

strangeness.

There was a knock on the door.

Chen Luan put on his slippers and said, "Come in."

Jiang Xun stood by the door, still wearing an apron, smiling at him gently.

The sweet aroma of millet and pumpkin porridge wafted in from outside.

"Brother, it's time for breakfast."

Breakfast is delicious porridge and side dishes.

The two chatted casually while eating, mostly Chen Luan asking questions and Jiang Xun answering.

But when he asked how many days the vacation would last, Chen Luan got an unexpected answer.

"I'm going out tomorrow, and Jiang Ling will be going too. He'll come back with me after we're done."

Chen Luan paused for a moment as he gripped the chopsticks. He didn't ask what to do, but just nodded: "Okay."

"It just so happens that I'm leading a team into the contaminated area tomorrow, and it's expected to take three days."

They should both be back by then, right?

Before going out, Chen Luan was changing his shoes at the entrance. Someone approached him from behind, and a pair of arms naturally wrapped around his waist.

Warm breath fell on my ears: "Shall I take you to school?"

"Need not."

Chen Luan shook his head, rubbed the alpha's hair, and curved his eyes: "Aren't you tired after getting up so early today to buy groceries and cook? Why don't you rest at home and take a nap?"

Jiang Xun obediently didn't insist. He pulled Chen Luan over and kissed him lightly on the lips: "Okay. Then I'll wait for you to come home."

"Can you come back?" Chen Luan laughed and pushed Jiang Xun's head as he continued to move closer.

"Yes. I will definitely come back, don't worry."

Jiang Xun rested his chin on Chen Luan's shoulder and rubbed it affectionately.

How could he not come back? Chen Luan’s birthday is in a few days, and he and Jiang Ling will definitely be there.

Jiang Xun saw Chen Luan out the door.

The wind outside was very cold. He looked at Chen Luan's back, whose outline was blurred by the dead leaves blown by the wind.

The small off-road vehicle that had been driven for many years was driven out, honked briefly at Jiang Xun who was still standing at the gate of the community, and merged into the traffic outside.

Jiang Xun turned on his phone and watched the red dot like a spark pass through the city as usual and arrive at the school without any twists and turns. He closed the page and opened the phone address book.

Jiang Ling: I'm at the airport. Where are you? Aren't we going to New Zealand together?

[Jiang Ling: ? Reply. Where are you?]

[Jiang Ling: Ticket checking is about to begin.]

【Jiang Ling: You f*cking forgot, didn't you?】

Jiang Xun replied:

【：I'm at home. I just sent Chen Luan out. 】

【：I changed my ticket. You go first. I'll be there tomorrow. 】

Almost instantly, a message popped up from the other side:

Jiang Ling: You?

【Jiang Ling: ＊＊＊＊＊＊＊!!!】

【Jiang Ling: ＊＊＊＊!!!】

Jiang Ling: [Voice message 60s]

[Jiang Ling: Damn, answer the phone! !]

A call request pops up on the interface.

Jiang Xun decisively pressed the hang-up button.

He and Jiang Ling had already received the invitation to the Sotheby's Antique Firearms Auction in New Brunswick. Among the items in this auction was an antique heavy sniper rifle, the AS-3507k model, which they had been looking for for a long time.

They planned to exchange this heavy sniper rifle, which was in better condition, for Wu Ning's treasured rifle.

Chen Luan will definitely like it, right?