Quick Travel: Save the poor little villain

Chapter 2889 Town Infrastructure Construction in Full Swing 08

Huo Zhaoye followed the arm that was being pulled and turned to look.

Jin Chen was still asleep on the bed, lying on her side with her body slightly curled up. Her brows were tightly furrowed, and her already pale face appeared even more translucently pale in the moonlight streaming through the window. Her lips moved silently, as if she were muttering something, but it was hard to hear clearly.

The hand that grabbed Huo Zhaoye's wrist was icy cold and was trembling uncontrollably.

"Jin Chen?" Huo Zhaoye's heart tightened. He leaned closer and asked in a low voice, "What's wrong? Did you have a nightmare?"

Jin Chen did not react, as if he were trapped in a nightmare from which he could not wake up.

Huo Zhaoye's gaze followed the trembling hand to Jin Chen's left wrist, which was exposed outside the blanket, the moonlight shining on her skin.

The totem on the inside of the wrist faintly glowed, as if a hidden fire beneath the skin had been ignited, and the edges of the lines twisted slightly as if they had come to life, oozing blood.

As if possessed, Huo Zhaoye reached out to touch the reddened skin around the pattern. His fingertips barely touched it when Jin Chen, still unconscious, gripped Huo Zhaoye's hand even tighter. Even in her dream, a suppressed groan escaped her throat, "It hurts..."

Huo Zhaoye pulled his fingers back as if he had been burned, and was shocked to find that his skin temperature was incredibly high. It was so hot that his fingertips were numb. It was a burning sensation that no ordinary person could endure. It felt more like a fire burning from his very bones.

If this burning sensation were to occur to an ordinary person, they would probably have already suffered cuts and bruises, and cried out in pain.

But Jin Chen just bit her lower lip tightly, tossing and turning in her nightmare, cold sweat soaking the stray hairs on her forehead.

Jin Chen's babbling was intermittent, interspersed with broken gasps, so fragile that it seemed as if it would shatter at the slightest touch.

Huo Zhaoye's heart sank. He sat down again by the bed and tightly grasped Jin Chen's trembling, cold hand.

"It's okay...it's okay..."

Jin Chen still showed no signs of waking up, but seemed to have eased up slightly, pulling Huo Zhaoye's hand towards her chest.

Caught off guard, Huo Zhaoye was pulled forward, his body half-pressing against the edge of the bed.

Afraid that struggling too hard would hurt Jin Chen, he could only adjust his posture accordingly, leaning half of his body against the side of the bed, and instinctively reaching out with his other hand to pat Jin Chen's shoulder and back in a comforting manner.

In her painful confusion, Jin Chen leaned closer to him again.

Huo Zhaoye was already unsteady on his feet, and this incident caused him to tilt and fall, with half of his body landing on the bed.

The two suddenly stood very close together.

Huo Zhaoye propped himself up, while Jin Chen curled up to the side, burying her face in his neck. His hot breath burned her skin, and the temperature of his wrists was frighteningly high.

Huo Zhaoye tried to get up, but Jin Chen held onto his hand tightly and pressed himself against him, as if only by being close to him could the pain be relieved even a little.

The moonlight streamed in through the half-open window, casting a cool and clear glow on Jin Chen's pale face, revealing the vulnerability that was usually hidden beneath the coldness, and also piercing into Huo Zhaoye's heart.

Huo Zhaoye lowered his eyes, looking at Jin Chen's still pale lips even in her sleep, and ultimately couldn't bear to leave.

"Never mind." After a brief stalemate, Huo Zhaoye sighed resignedly.

He told himself to just make do for one night.

Huo Zhaoye adjusted his posture to make himself feel less uncomfortable, but still maintained the position of covering Jin Chen's wrist and holding his hand.

He clearly intended to remain somewhat lucid, keeping a close eye on Jin Chen's condition at all times.

Whether it was the exhaustion after the night patrol, the quietness of the night, the gentle moonlight, or the calming breathing of the person in his arms and the soothing scent of sandalwood...

His eyelids gradually grew heavy, and finally sank into darkness, and he fell asleep.

a long time.

The person who had been sleeping soundly on the bed slowly opened their eyes, their gaze clear and lucid, showing no trace of the dazedness of waking from a nightmare.

The moonlight shifted, illuminating half of his cheek. Jin Chen turned his head to look at Huo Zhaoye, who was already fast asleep beside him.

When Huo Zhaoye was asleep, the fierce and aggressive aura between his brows faded considerably, and he looked completely unguarded.

Without using any finesse, Jin Chen pulled Huo Zhaoye to the side, took the hand that was originally on Huo Zhaoye's wrist, and wrapped it around his waist, making a gesture that resembled an embrace, as if Huo Zhaoye had taken the initiative to hug him in his sleep.

While asleep, Huo Zhaoye unconsciously tightened his arms.

Jin Chen let him hold her, her gaze falling to the inside of her left wrist.

He raised his right index finger, a glint of light emanating from its tip, and touched the lines on his wrist.

Tsk, that really hurts.

Jin Chen closed her eyes again, buried her face in Huo Zhaoye's warm neck, letting his vibrant energy envelop her.

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The next morning.

The habit he developed from years of patrolling made Huo Zhaoye alert and open his eyes the moment the morning light shone through the window.

Before my consciousness returned, the first thing I felt was an unprecedented, warm, and fulfilling feeling, carrying the warmth and breath of another person.

My arm feels a little numb, and it feels like I'm holding something in my arms...

Huo Zhaoye lowered his gaze, meeting the fair skin of his neck, and his mind went blank for a moment.

Jin Chen lay on her side in his arms, her black hair scattered messily on the pillow, while his arm was firmly wrapped around Jin Chen's waist, holding her in his embrace.

Their bodies were pressed together, and they could even feel each other's body temperature through the thin fabric of their clothes.

This posture makes it look like he took the initiative to hug her tightly.

At that moment, the person in her arms trembled and slowly opened their eyes.

Jin Chen looked down, then looked up at Huo Zhaoye, her gaze calm but blank.

Huo Zhaoye: "..."