Chapter 87#
“I know you can handle it yourself, but I can’t help but worry about you.”#
“Why are you suddenly here? Didn’t you say we shouldn’t see each other for now?”
Qin Mu closed the car door, fell silent, and looked at him sideways for a moment.
He rolled down the window, took a drag from his cigarette, and rested his hand on the window frame, letting the cigarette burn down to ash.
“When did you go to see Yan Yi?”
After a long silence, Qin Mu spoke, his eyes filled with an inscrutable, bottomless emotion.
Jian Yunchen’s spine stiffened, his lips pressed together as he turned his head away, unwilling to look at him.
Qin Mu sighed softly, a hint of helplessness in his tone. “Are you playing tricks on her? Do you know what Yan Yi will do if she finds out you’re playing her? Do you know the power behind the Yan family?”
Jian Yunchen lowered his head, his neck stiff, his lips pursed tighter than iron, not uttering a single word.
“You got Yan Junxing to block your family’s shipment. How do you plan to clean up this mess? Do you think Yan Junxing is someone easy to deal with?”
At this point, Qin Mu’s tone couldn’t help but become a little stern.
He hadn’t been watching Jian Yunchen for just a few days, and he had already caused such a big problem behind his back.
The Yan family’s background was not simple. They had considerable influence in both legitimate and illegitimate circles. The current head of the family was Yan Yi’s maternal grandfather. Her father, Yan Li, fell in love with an unknown woman against his family’s wishes, eloped on a dark and stormy night, and later, the woman died in childbirth, leaving behind Yan Yi.
Old Master Yan sent a few people to bring Yan Yi back, and her father never reappeared.
A man with such methods would never be a benevolent person, and his only weakness was his beloved granddaughter.
And Jian Yunchen dared to use such a person.
Qin Mu paused, looking at Jian Yunchen’s turned profile. His jawline was taut, his brows furrowed, and his lips turned downwards, forming a sharp, aggressive curve.
When they got into the car, they had been nestled together affectionately. Ever since Qin Mu started speaking, Jian Yunchen had been sitting straighter and straighter, unconsciously inching closer to the other side of the car door.
His voice turned cold: “Jian Yunchen, come here.”
As he spoke, Jian Yunchen turned his head to glare at him defiantly. The fire in his pupils was almost palpable. He tilted his chin up and stared directly at Qin Mu, like a belligerent rooster.
Qin Mu looked at his defiant expression, finding it somewhat amusing and somewhat frightening.
This fear was different from the extreme heartbeat experienced during high-speed driving.
This fear was more like worry.
He sighed and reached out to pull Jian Yunchen closer.
Jian Yunchen’s movements paused slightly, and he struggled lightly, then his body completely softened. He slumped into Qin Mu’s embrace, motionless.
“How do you know I can’t get the goods back? Do you think I’m that incapable?”
Jian Yunchen’s voice was low and soft, tinged with an indescribable sense of grievance.
Qin Mu stroked his hair, sighing softly. All his anger turned into tender affection, his heart felt as if it were being squeezed by an invisible, water-soaked hand, making it both sore and soft. His calmness and rationality seemed to fail at this moment.
He just wanted to hold him quietly and inhale his scent.
Qin Mu suddenly realized something.
A fact he had to admit.
It wasn’t until Jian Yunchen was completely in his arms that he vaguely realized—
He had really missed Jian Yunchen.
This longing wasn’t intense but prolonged, not confined to a specific moment but ever-present.
He tightened his arms and let out a long sigh.
“You don’t trust me?”
Hearing the sigh, Jian Yunchen suddenly struggled.
Qin Mu held him tightly in his arms and whispered in his ear:
“I know you can.”
Jian Yunchen’s struggling movements stopped. His fingertips gripped Qin Mu’s sleeve tightly, his knuckles turning slightly white.
“I know you can handle it yourself, but I can’t help but worry about you.”
Qin Mu’s words gently entered Jian Yunchen’s ears, causing his nose to prickle sharply. His fingertips trembled as he clutched the fabric even tighter.
“I…” His throat felt so dry he could barely utter a word.
After a while, the dryness subsided.
He buried his face in Qin Mu’s embrace, gently nuzzling Qin Mu’s slender, fair neck.
Suddenly, he opened his mouth and bit down.
Qin Mu was caught off guard, his head tilting slightly, and he let out a soft hiss.
Jian Yunchen slightly loosened his bite, then seemed reluctant to let go. The pressure of his teeth slowly eased, and he slowly released, then gently licked the reddened mark with his tongue.
Qin Mu looked down at Jian Yunchen’s small licking action, like a little animal. His eyelashes drooped slightly, trembling.
Qin Mu’s gaze deepened.
This action didn’t seem like revenge.
It looked like foreplay.
He pried Jian Yunchen’s mouth open and toyed with his tongue.
Jian Yunchen squinted and dodged, his cheeks instantly flushing with a thin layer of red from the playful touch of his fingers.
“Biting what?” Qin Mu asked in a low voice.
Jian Yunchen retreated. The car space was narrow, and he soon had nowhere else to go. He couldn’t help but turn his head to avoid Qin Mu’s hand, but Qin Mu relentlessly pursued.
He glared at Qin Mu with eyes full of moisture, his voice becoming ambiguous and hazy:
“You said if I bite you, you’ll be mine.”
Qin Mu’s movements paused. He remembered what he had said in the car a while ago to coax Jian Yunchen into saying those words.
He couldn’t help but chuckle.
He leaned in, his hot body pressing tightly against Jian Yunchen. Qin Mu hooked his lips, his fingers still toying with Jian Yunchen’s tongue. The soft tongue kept slipping away to avoid him, and his pale lips slowly turned a vibrant red.
Jian Yunchen’s trembling hand clamped down on Qin Mu’s wrist, and he looked up at him almost pleadingly.
Qin Mu thought for a moment and taught Jian Yunchen a lesson.
On this matter, men couldn’t be spoiled.
Especially Qin Mu.
He leaned close to Jian Yunchen’s ear and gently coaxed, “Come home with me, you can bite wherever you want.”
A hint of confusion entered Jian Yunchen’s eyes. He tilted his head and collided with Qin Mu’s bottomless gaze.
He trembled violently and instantly understood Qin Mu’s meaning.
Jian Yunchen dodged his hand and shrank back against the seat. “No… not today. I… I still have a lot of things to deal with. Tomorrow is the delivery date… I can’t…”
Qin Mu pressed back down. He pulled Jian Yunchen’s hand away and gently kissed his earlobe:
“Really can’t? But I haven’t seen you in so long. I miss you so much.”
These words caused Jian Yunchen’s stiffened back to soften considerably.
He missed Qin Mu too.
He missed him everywhere.
Jian Yunchen’s Adam’s apple bobbed up and down. He awkwardly turned his head, refusing again, “No, really can’t… Qin Mu, don’t bite!…”
Qin Mu was impatient with his constant refusal. He bit Jian Yunchen’s rolling Adam’s apple, then traced the line of his neck to his jaw. Jian Yunchen trembled and looked down at him with wet eyes.
Even though Qin Mu was in a weaker position, the aggressive intensity in his eyes was unreservedly displayed. That look made Jian Yunchen’s breathing rapidly quicken.
His eyes darkened, and he lowered his head, enveloping Jian Yunchen’s lips. Between kisses, he said:
“Don’t say no.”