Chapter 64 [VIP]

Jiang Zhuochen fell into a deep sleep, not even noticing that Xu Xing had come in to sleep with him before leaving for work. He only woke up when he turned over and was chilled by the cold air from the other side of the bed after sleeping in one position for too long.

Before he could fully regain consciousness, a strange emptiness washed over him, as if he were trapped in a nightmare. His heart pounded violently with sudden panic, jolting him awake.

Jiang Zhuochen sat up, clutching the blanket. His unfocused gaze swept across the room, and when he realized that no one was there, his head felt heavy and he felt depressed. He really wanted to drag the other person back from the company to be with him.

He had just made a move when he suddenly remembered there was still a lamp in his sea of ​​consciousness. He stopped in his tracks and excitedly took out the longevity lamp. As soon as his master's soul appeared, he rushed over without saying a word.

Then he fell onto the soft bed.

He sat up, crossed his arms, and glared at the spirit: "I want to hug you, why won't you let me?"

This unreasonable behavior made him look like he was still asleep, spouting nonsense. But for some reason, he really wanted to touch this person at that moment; otherwise, he felt restless and uneasy.

The spirit was still unable to speak, and could only gaze at him calmly.

Jiang Zhuochen moved a little closer, poking and scratching at the soul body with his fingers, but he couldn't feel any substance, which made his heart pound.

He pouted angrily and said fiercely, "Is Master planning to abandon me again? You brought me back to Wangxian Valley, so you're supposed to support me for the rest of your life. You abandoned me without a word once, and if it happens again, I'll never go back, and I don't want you anymore!"

After saying these words, the spirit still had the same face, but Jiang Zhuochen detected a hint of gentleness in its deep eyes during their gaze.

"Did you understand, Master?" He tilted his head back with satisfaction. "Then I want to hug you."

Time passed in silence. Just as Jiang Zhuochen was about to jump up in anger because he couldn't get a response, his soul seemed to give in helplessly and stepped forward, transforming back into a formless wisp of light that wrapped around Jiang Zhuochen's waist and abdomen.

The slender head slid down the upper body, across the side of the neck, lingered behind the other's ear, and then curled around his little finger with the other end, giving it a soothing pat.

Although he still couldn't touch her, the intimate contact without any distance satisfied Jiang Zhuochen's body and mind. He squinted his eyes in pleasure, enjoying this moment of intimacy.

But it still didn't feel real; the light touch only made him more restless, and soon Jiang Zhuochen was fidgeting again. He couldn't understand why, after sleeping, he wanted to stick to Xu Xing even more and couldn't bear to be apart for even a second.

He collected his soul into the lamp and immediately went out to Xu Xing Company.

As soon as the door to the president's office opened, Xu Xing also came out of the reception room. His face lit up with joy, and without caring why this person came from there, he jumped up and hugged him tightly.

Why didn't you tell me you were coming out?

"I don't want to disturb your sleep." Xu Xing held him in his hands, enjoying this gesture of complete dependence.

Secretary Liu, who came out a step later, opened her mouth wide involuntarily. When she met Jiang Zhuochen's gaze, she raised her hand to cover it up in a clumsy attempt to hide it, while simultaneously looking away.

Although they had long suspected their relationship, the confirmation still shocked them. The two of them were so open about it, leaving them, the outsiders, unsure how to react.

Secretary Liu coughed and hurriedly gestured for the business partners behind him to leave.

Jiang Zhuochen belatedly felt a surge of shame, and in their furtive glances, he kicked his legs wildly, trying to get down.

Xu Xing turned around and walked into the room, gently patting Jiang Zhuochen's bottom as his back was turned to the departing group. "Don't move around."

Jiang Zhuochen froze, a tingling sensation spreading from the point of contact, his heart skipped a beat. He awkwardly shifted his position slightly, burying his head entirely in Xu Xing's shoulder.

He only let go of Xu Xing's arms and legs after being carried and placed on the sofa. He grabbed a cushion and put it in his arms, looking around but refusing to look at Xu Xing.

Xu Xing thought he was shy because of what had just happened, so he sat down next to him and said with undisguised teasing, "What, you're embarrassed to hug me? Didn't you hug me first?"

Jiang Zhuochen murmured softly, "I'm not embarrassed..."

His gaze darted around, quickly scanning the entire office before finally settling on the suit jacket draped over the back of his office chair.

Generally, Xu Xing would hang his clothes on the floor-standing clothes rack after taking them off. Almost all the clothes hanging there were clothes he was about to leave, so he just tossed them aside. So he abruptly changed the subject: "Where are you going?"

"I've finished dealing with things, I'll go back to be with you," Xu Xing said, a little worried. "Are you feeling better?"

"It's nothing." Jiang Zhuochen scratched his head. "I'm just a little tired. I'll be fine after a nap. Didn't you already have everything checked out?"

After saying that, he moved a little closer to Xu Xing and asked, "So, are we going back now?"

Xu Xing asked him for his opinion: "Do you want to go back?"

"Anything is fine." Jiang Zhuochen thought for a moment and said bluntly, "I just want to follow you."

The low-volume tone clearly reached Xu Xing's ears. Meeting the undisguised trust in the person so close to him, he couldn't help but pull the person into his arms and lower his head to kiss him.

Originally, he only intended to give her a light kiss, but Jiang Zhuochen was aroused and rolled over with her, licking her as he played with it.

After they had kissed enough, Jiang Zhuochen lay on top of the other person, calming his breathing. His heart was stirred by the kiss, like a pool of spring water rippling endlessly.

Was it just his imagination? He had never longed for physical intimacy with Xu Xing before. Just one kiss made him restless, and he wanted more.

In the end, the two finished dinner before going back. Jiang Zhuochen pulled up his collar, smelled his body, and then turned and headed towards the bathroom.

After coming out and not finding Xu Xing in the room, he simply went back to the bed, took out the longevity lamp, and talked to the spirit.

Xu Xing came in after showering in the bathroom outside, and paused when he saw Jiang Zhuochen.

The other person was looking up at the identical soul with a delighted expression. The loose bathrobe had slipped down most of its left shoulder, revealing a full view of his chest. His long legs were stretched out one and bent the other, and with a slight sway, the opening of the bathrobe, which was only tied by a belt, opened wider and wider.

The mere thought of He Guangjing standing directly in front of him made his blood boil, even though that soul was a part of his own.

Xu Xing gritted his teeth, his face dark, opened the lamp cover, put the soul inside, and casually tossed it aside. Amid Jiang Zhuochen's exclamation, he pinned the person down.

"What are you doing?" Jiang Zhuochen tried to pick it up, but was pinned down and unable to move.

"What's so interesting about him?" Xu Xing turned Jiang Zhuochen's face back and put his other hand behind his neck to press down. "Look at me."

Jiang Zhuochen frowned, not understanding what he meant. "But he is you, and aren't you your master?"

"Hmm." Xu Xing gave a perfunctory reply, his fingers pinching his neck repeatedly. "Don't let him out unless it's absolutely necessary."

Jiang Zhuochen was forced to tilt his head back, trying to understand the meaning of the words from the other person's expression. Then he protested, "Why won't you let me see you?"

"What use is he?" Xu Xing said dismissively. "He can't even give you a glance while standing there."

“Who said I can’t give it to him?” Jiang Zhuochen retorted. “He hugged me this morning. If you don’t believe me, I’ll make him do it for you.”

"Hug you?" Xu Xing repeated in a low voice, then clicked his tongue impatiently and leaned down to silence the mouth that was about to annoy him.

Jiang Zhuochen was stunned, not understanding what this person was so determined to argue with him about. Weren't they both Xu Xing? If one wasn't around, couldn't he just find another?

A mild pain shot through his lips, as if punishing his inattentiveness. The moment the warmth covered his waist, the heat that had vanished returned, his consciousness gradually blurred, and he unconsciously began to indulge in cravings.

It was well past midnight before Jiang Zhuochen finally fell into a deep sleep in Xu Xing's arms.

Xu Xing held her quietly in the darkness, his eyes even darker than the night itself. It was good that Jiang Zhuochen wasn't rejecting him, but had he been too enthusiastic all day?

The next day, as he was changing his clothes, a chest suddenly pressed against his back, warm from being wrapped in a quilt all night, and it embraced him tightly.

Jiang Zhuochen hugged him tightly, her eyes still closed. "Where are we going?"

Xu Xing's heart skipped a beat. He turned around and saw that the other person was only wearing pajama bottoms, and his pajamas had been taken off at some point, leaving red marks on his skin. Just one glance made his throat tighten.

"Put your clothes on properly."

Jiang Zhuochen objected: "It's hot..."

"Then let's turn the temperature down."

Xu Xing took his hand, led him back to the bedside, picked up his clothes from the floor, and helped him put them on.

Jiang Zhuochen tugged at the hem of his shirt, his grievances evident: "Why do I have to wear this? You were clearly happy touching me yesterday, but you don't even want to look at me today. Will you stop liking me tomorrow?"

These unreasonable words gave Xu Xing a headache. It wasn't that he disliked them; he actually liked them so much that he wanted to lock the door immediately.

"No." He kissed Jiang Zhuochen's lips and coaxed, "I'll love you from now on."

After being kissed, Jiang Zhuochen's eyes lit up immediately, and he nodded in satisfaction: "You have to keep your word."

"Okay." Xu Xing agreed naturally, saying, "I'll go to the company later, you stay at home by yourself."

"Can't I go?" Jiang Zhuochen asked, puzzled.

"I'll be a bit busy today and won't have time for you."

I won't bother you.

Xu Xing sighed silently. With Jiang Zhuochen's current clinginess, he could be easily disturbed even if Jiang just sat there doing nothing.

“It’s not you, it’s me,” he teased. “With a poor little thing waiting for me, my work efficiency will drop.”

Jiang Zhuochen was disappointed. "Your willpower isn't strong enough."

Xu Xing couldn't help but laugh, "Then I'll revise it?"

After realizing the meaning of those words, Jiang Zhuochen frowned and was about to make a scene when Xu Xing quickly pulled her into his arms and kissed her lips.

He only released the other person when they went limp, his thumb brushing against the corner of their mouth where silver threads were spilling out, and said gently, "Be good."

The dissatisfaction was temporarily satisfied, and Jiang Zhuochen obediently nodded, staying at home alone.

Xu Xing didn't think much of it, assuming he had appeased the person, and had breakfast with them before leaving. It wasn't until he returned home late at night, and the scene before him left him stunned.

Jiang Zhuochen's loose pajamas were unbuttoned down to the middle button, with the waistband hanging halfway down his hips. A wisp of dark blue light tightly encircled his body, one end disappearing behind his shoulder and the other end sinking into his thigh.

The person who was wrapped up in circles was tilting their head back slightly, looking completely relaxed.

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