Quick Travel: Save the poor little villain

Chapter 2901 Town Infrastructure Construction in Full Swing 21

"uncomfortable?"

Jin Chen looked up and asked softly.

Huo Zhaoye couldn't tell anyone about his strange quirk. As a lord, he couldn't show the slightest weakness. But at this moment, looking into Jin Chen's concerned, light-colored eyes, he inexplicably admitted it.

"Ah."

Jin Chen put down the parts in his hand and patted his knees.

That was an action whose meaning was difficult to discern.

Huo Zhaoye's heart began to pound uncontrollably, and he struggled internally for about two seconds.

Then, he decisively stuffed the unlit cigarette back into the cigarette case and walked towards Jin Chen.

Huo Zhaoye originally wanted to sit next to Jin Chen, but Jin Chen wrapped his arms around his waist.

Huo Zhaoye followed the force and approached, looking down to find that a thick old carpet had been laid out on the ground beside Jin Chen's feet.

“Sit on the ground,” Jin Chen said.

This was simply unbelievable to Huo Zhaoye.

Huo Zhaoye had never acted like this before in his entire life.

He is Huo Zhaoye, the absolute lord of Hepingbei Town, and others have always looked up to him and obeyed him.

In his conventional understanding, this was a form of submission, an invisible provocation against his status as a lord.

Huo Zhaoye and Jin Chen stared at each other for a few seconds, then, as if to cover something up, he quickly turned his head away, avoiding Jin Chen's gaze.

Then, he bent one leg and actually knelt down on the blanket, facing Jin Chen.

Huo Zhaoye pursed his lips, but his body leaned forward honestly, resting his forehead and half of his body on Jin Chen's arm and knee. This position required him to tilt his head slightly to see Jin Chen's face, and a strange feeling of dependence quietly grew.

Jin Chen lowered her eyes and looked at the person leaning against her. She gently cupped Huo Zhaoye's cheek with her palm, ran her long, slender fingers through Huo Zhaoye's short hair, and slowly reached back to lift the back of his neck.

Then, Jin Chen leaned down slightly and kissed Huo Zhaoye on the cheek.

Huo Zhaoye felt a jolt, as if a tiny electric current had passed through him.

In a daze, he seemed to really feel the warmth of Jin Chen's fingers, and under the massage and kisses, his headache disappeared.

Huo Zhaoye leaned towards Jin Chen, his forehead resting on his knees.

Wildness is tamed silently, willingly.

As Jin Chen massaged him, she looked down at him, watching his completely unguarded state under her touch.

When she felt she had pressed enough, Jin Chen stopped and used her fingertips to lift Huo Zhaoye's chin.

Huo Zhaoye's eyes were still somewhat hazy, and his intense wildness had softened, making him seem a bit easy to bully.

Jin Chen looked at him and suddenly spoke again, "Huo Zhaoye, you are very handsome and sexy."

Again and again.

He precisely stepped on the taboo that Huo Zhaoye least wanted to hear and most wanted to avoid.

This time, however, Huo Zhaoye felt neither anger nor annoyance.

He even felt that these words, which he used to avoid at all costs, sounded like love words coming from Jin Chen's mouth.

Only Jin Chen can see this, and only Jin Chen has the right to say it.

[The villain's heart rate is detected +10, totaling 67! 】

[The villain's darkening value is detected -10, totaling 50! 】

Night fell.

Jin Chen withdrew his hand and released the fingertips that had been lifting his chin.

"Okay, it shouldn't hurt anymore."

Huo Zhaoye remained kneeling, leaning against his knees, still somewhat dazed.

The sudden departure of warmth left him feeling empty.

Huo Zhaoye propped himself up, wanting to kiss Jin Chen.

As I have done many times before, I will express my unspoken restlessness and desires through my actions.

Jin Chen did not give in and pressed herself against Huo Zhaoye's chest as he leaned in.

There was a tiny distance between them; if either of them had moved just a little closer, their lips would have touched.

Moonlight streamed in through the window, faintly illuminating Jin Chen's face, making her pale eyes appear cold and distant in the moonlight.

"I admit it, I admit I like you, Jin Chen, is that okay? Can we kiss?" Huo Zhaoye's breathing was heavy and anxious. He stared at Jin Chen's lips, not even knowing what he was saying. He only knew that he desperately wanted to do something.

Jin Chen raised her voice and gave a soft "hmm," then studied his expression carefully before finally saying, "No."

Jin Chen pressed her fingertips against Huo Zhaoye's lips, as if judging him, "Huo Zhaoye, you just want to kiss me now because the atmosphere is right, because of desire."

"You are not sincere."

The heart is not sincere.

Huo Zhaoye remained silent, unable to refute, but this only fueled his anxiety.

But they should at least give them a reward.

Jin Chen changed her hand from resting on his chest to stroking him, and instead wrapped it around his neck, gently pulling him close.

Huo Zhaoye obediently leaned closer, resting his chin on Jin Chen's shoulder, the scent of sandalwood lingering around his nose.

Jin Chen embraced Huo Zhaoye's strong and muscular waist, tilted her head slightly, and placed a very light kiss on the corner of Huo Zhaoye's eye.

"Goodnight, Lord Huo," Jin Chen whispered in his ear, so close, his breath warm.

The order to leave was both gentle and ruthless.

Jin Chen let go of him, got up, and walked away towards the bedroom.

Huo Zhaoye stood there, still feeling the warmth of the embrace. The corners of his eyes where he had been kissed were slightly hot, but his lips felt empty.

My restlessness, longing, and newly arising self-doubt were somewhat soothed by this hug and gentle kiss, but it also pushed me into another awkward situation.

Jin Chen gave him a sweet treat, but then ruthlessly took away even more.

He wanted more, but Jin Chen wouldn't give it to him.

He knew that Jin Chen would not grant him any further requests tonight.

Huo Zhaoye slowly stood up, pursed his lips, and ultimately said nothing. He turned around, opened the door, and walked out.

The night wind is cool.

As Huo Zhaoye walked back to his residence, Jin Chen's words echoed repeatedly in his mind.

He raised his hand and ruffled his hair in frustration.

Do I really like Jin Chen?

For the first time, he asked himself this question so seriously, without any attempt to evade it.

It's not just about wanting to get close and protect him; it's about feeling jealous and concerned when you see him being nice to others.

It's a deeper kind of love—a desire to know everything about him, to be a part of his future, to have him see only you, and to be with him forever.

is it?

Huo Zhaoye stopped and looked up at the night sky.

Huo Zhaoye didn't know.

All he knew was that tonight was destined to be another sleepless night.

The wretched culprit that tormented him was fast asleep, leaving him alone in the boundless night and his chaotic thoughts, suffering in solitude.