Chapter 137 Scorching Skin, Feverish Kisses

"Then Suisui should do just that."

Nian Jinsui's face burned instantly. 

He had to take the initiative like this?

How could he possibly—

But before his self-doubt could fully form, his arms had already moved on their own, looping around Qin Chengyu's neck as his lips pressed forward.

Qin Chengyu's pupils constricted slightly. 

He had expected Nian Jinsui to hesitate, to bargain a little longer—not to kiss him so decisively.

One arm tightened around Nian Jinsui's waist, while the other slid beneath him, effortlessly lifting him onto his lap so they could press closer, kiss deeper.

And after that, Qin Chengyu's hands didn't retreat. Instead, they lingered, tracing, memorizing...

Though Nian Jinsui had initiated the kiss, he quickly lost control—like a city with its defenses breached, left wide open for the invader to plunder at will.

The rich, aggressive scent of an Alpha grew thicker in the air, and Nian Jinsui knew Qin Chengyu was using his pheromones to intoxicate him again.

Qin Chengyu's hands were everywhere, setting his skin ablaze.

Nian Jinsui felt weak, dizzy, as if floating on clouds one moment and drowning in waves the next...

But Qin Chengyu wasn’t planning to let him off so easily.

The kiss gentled, their noses brushing, breaths mingling. 

Qin Chengyu’s voice was low, rough, every word vibrating with barely restrained hunger.

"Suisui… it’s supposed to be top to bottom."

"Bottom?" 

Nian Jinsui panted, 

"...How bottom?"

Qin Chengyu couldn’t resist capturing those flushed lips again, drawing out a silvery thread between them before murmuring, thick with desire:

"Suisui knows. Just like what I’ve done to you."

What Qin Chengyu had done to him…

That time during his rut, when Nian Jinsui had gone to him…

He remembered the sensation of his fingers tangled in Qin Chengyu’s thick hair,

the way Qin Chengyu’s eyes, dark with lust, had looked up at him,

the addictive, overwhelming pleasure that had shot straight to his skull—

Those unspeakable, indecent images flashed through Nian Jinsui’s mind.

Was he really going to do that too…?

His fingers curled nervously, but his body was already moving downward on its own—

Qin Chengyu, ever perceptive, noticed his hesitation. 

He pulled Nian Jinsui back into his arms, gently prying open his clenched fingers before guiding them to the buttons of his shirt.

"Suisui, let’s take it slow. Unbutton me first, okay?"

"...Okay."

Nian Jinsui watched as his fingers, trembling slightly but still deft, worked their way down Qin Chengyu’s shirt.

Strangely, he was almost grateful for the "Obedience to Every Word" punishment now—without it, he’d never have been able to act so boldly.

Qin Chengyu’s physique was impeccably maintained—the defined ridges of his abs, the tempting V-line disappearing beneath his waistband—

Nian Jinsui couldn’t help but grumble, 

"You’ve been so busy with work… How do you even have time to work out? How is your body still this perfect?"

Qin Chengyu ruffled his hair affectionately. 

"Of course I’d maintain what Suisui likes."

Overwhelmed, Nian Jinsui buried his face against Qin Chengyu’s chest.

Their scorching temperatures, their feverish kisses—it was impossible to tell who burned hotter.

Qin Chengyu’s eyelids lowered slightly, his throat bobbing as he felt that heat slowly trailing downward—

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"Chengyu… are you still mad at me?"

Nian Jinsui lay in Qin Chengyu’s arms, too embarrassed to meet his gaze.

Fresh from washing up, his lips were still glistening, and the sight alone made Qin Chengyu’s restraint waver.

"Almost." 

Qin Chengyu’s answer was cryptic.

Suisui was being so obedient, so proactive tonight—

how could he let this opportunity slip?

"Either you’re over it or you’re not. What does ‘almost’ mean?" 

Nian Jinsui glared at him, flustered.

"It means Suisui needs to work a little harder."

Nian Jinsui pouted. 

"Then what else do you want me to do…?"

Qin Chengyu’s thumb brushed over Nian Jinsui’s lips, as if savoring the memory. 

Then, unexpectedly, he said, 

"Suisui, let’s talk."

"About what?"

"How do you feel about living in the Qin household now?"

"At first, it was uncomfortable… but it’s much better now. You’re the only one I trust here. As long as you’re around, I feel safe."

"I shouldn’t have brought you here so soon… but I was too impatient. I just wanted you by my side."

Qin Chengyu cupped Nian Jinsui’s face like a priceless treasure, promising, 

"Suisui, I’ll clean up the Qin family soon. No one will bother us anymore. If you still don’t like it here, we’ll move—anywhere you want. Okay?"

"Okay." 

Nian Jinsui covered Qin Chengyu’s hand with his own. 

"Just take your time. Don’t push yourself too hard."

"Suisui, you’re too good to me." 

Qin Chengyu’s gaze was tender yet intense, brimming with undisguised adoration. 

"I really… really like you."

Nian Jinsui’s heart raced. 

"I know."

"Then can Suisui try to like me too?"

Nian Jinsui hesitated.

The truth was, he didn’t need to try to like Qin Chengyu—

Because he already did.

But he couldn’t say it aloud. He could only hope Qin Chengyu would figure it out on his own, just like Chu Heting had. 

Then they wouldn’t have so many misunderstandings.

Yet Qin Chengyu was hopelessly insecure, always seeking verbal confirmation, always waiting for the words he longed to hear.

Even after all their intimacy, 

he still never doubted Nian Jinsui’s past declaration: "I like Chu Heting."

While Nian Jinsui hesitated, the "Obedience to Every Word" punishment answered for him.

"...Okay."

But even that single word was enough to make Qin Chengyu’s heart soar.

"Why is Suisui so obedient tonight? It’s like you’ll agree to anything I say." 

Qin Chengyu mused. 

"If I said I wanted to fully mark you… would you agree to that too?"

"...Yes."

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