Chapter 112 Can We Sleep Together?

Chapter 112: Can We Sleep Together?

That evening, Chen Su returned to the Zhao house.

As usual, he kept Zhao Jinzong company in the study while he worked, until Zhao Jinzong finished. Chen Su rose from the sofa, furrowing his brow with fatigue, and unbuttoned the collar of his shirt.

Having spent years in the lab out of the sun, and naturally pale, Chen Su's skin was very pale. The exposed skin, under the fluorescent light and in the night, exuded an indescribable sensuality.

Zhao Jinzong had once pressed a blade against Chen Su's neck; the slightest pressure would leave a red mark.

Back then, Chen Su was obedient—he'd pick it up and put it back, trying to please him.

Zhao Jinzong had helped Chen Su, so naturally Chen Su had no reason to refuse to reciprocate.

In that regard, as soon as Zhao Jinzong unbuckled his belt and his large hand brushed the back of Chen Su's neck, Chen Su knew what to do.

Chen Su unbuttoned two buttons, letting the air flow, and asked the Enigma, "Can we sleep together?"

"No."

"Mm." Chen Su, feigning ignorance, walked into Zhao Jinzong's room.

He'd already showered, pulled back the covers, and climbed in.

Zhao Jinzong leaned against the doorframe for a moment, then turned and left. Chen Su heard the jingle of the silver tassels as Zhao Jinzong walked.

Chen Su wasn't about to leave; he just lay there quietly.

Half an hour later, Zhao Jinzong returned.

Zhao Jinzong had taken a shower, with beads of water on his neck. He'd probably had a cigarette after his shower, as there was a faint smell of smoke on him.

Zhao Jinzong lifted the blanket and lay down on the other side.

Chen Su reached out and turned off the light.

In the dim room, Zhao Jinzong shifted slightly. Chen Su turned over toward him and placed his hand on his waist. The Enigma's waist was powerful.

Zhao Jinzong said, his breathing heavy: "Chen Su."

"Mm." Chen Su asked, "Can I spend the New Year with you this year?"

"No."

"Are you going back to the old residence?"

"..."

"Zhao Jinzong, can you spare a little time for me?"

"..."

"Zhao Jinzong, I don't think I've ever told you something."

"What?"

In the quiet night, under the warmth of his palm, Chen Su moved closer to Zhao Jinzong. His voice was soft but firm, words he'd never spoken to Zhao Jinzong before—too late: "I love you."

Chen Su added, "So much."

Chen Su received no response.

He added, "Zhao Jinzong, you are very true to your word."

Zhao Jinzong had said that lying would break trust, and if Chen Su lied, he would ignore Chen Su.

Zhao Jinzong had done just that.

Zhao Jinzong ignoring him was something Chen Su deserved.

Chen Su had no right to ask Zhao Jinzong to forgive him. Truth be told, being able to keep this kind of relationship—hard to put into words, but somehow special, allowed to stay at the Zhao house, to curl up next to Zhao Jinzong at night...

Chen Su was satisfied with that.

If they weren't in a relationship, he'd chase after Zhao Jinzong forever.

If they did get together, he'd plan a future with Zhao Jinzong—marriage.

Chen Su hadn't touched Zhao Jinzong in a long time. The moonlight was perfect tonight, and Zhao Jinzong didn't remove his hand. Once the Enigma was asleep, Chen Su held him tight and slept soundly.

In the following days, Chen Su was able to sleep with Zhao Jinzong every night.

Chen Su's mood improved a lot while working at the Drug Supervision Bureau.

One man's joy is another's sorrow.

Meng Suizhi was in a very bad state—exhausted, and his legs were sore.

Meng Suizhi thought, maybe he should take a day off from the chase?

Han Yu came to find him every day. Doesn't Han Yu have a job?!

He had to work!

Chasing someone after work was way too exhausting!

Meng Suizhi considered taking a day off, but then thought about the New Year coming and still not having won him back, meaning he'd have to spend the holiday alone...

Meng Suizhi thought it over all day, but in the evening, he didn't go to find Han Yu.

He came down with a fever from overworking himself. Chen Su took him home.

Meng Suizhi just ate some noodles, took his medicine, and lay down. He thought about texting Han Yu, then remembered Han Yu didn't have a phone—no way to reach him.

His head was pounding, so he put down his phone and figured, forget it...

Anyway, Han Yu probably wasn't thinking about him, always telling him to leave.

Chen Su placed a towel on Meng Suizhi's forehead to help cool him down: "If your fever comes back tonight, take this pill. I've put it on your nightstand. Just one."

"Mm... thanks." Meng Suizhi said, his voice weak.

Outside, a heavy downpour had started. Meng Suizhi said, sounding worried, "The rain's pretty heavy, and it's dangerous to drive at night. I have a spare room here—do you want to stay for the night?"

"It's okay, I'll drive slowly. I'm picky about where I sleep; I won't sleep unless I'm in my own bed."

"Okay... drive safe."

"Okay, get some rest. If you feel unwell, call me."

Chen Su left and drove back to the Zhao residence. When he got out of the car and opened his umbrella, he took only a few steps before his pant legs were soaked through.

The butler made Chen Su a bowl of ginger soup. While Chen Su was drinking it, the butler was packing, about to leave the Zhao residence.

Chen Su asked, "What's wrong?"

"The Director's rut is approaching."

An Enigma in rut without a partner is prone to violent outbursts and harming others. Inhibitors are effective but only last for a few hours.

Chen Su nodded, saying he would take care of Zhao Jinzong.

After finishing the ginger soup, Chen Su went upstairs. Zhao Jinzong had gone to bed early today, probably because he had finished his work.

Chen Su took a shower and gently lifted the blanket on Zhao Jinzong's side of the bed, moving carefully so as not to wake him.

Chen Su wanted to hold Zhao Jinzong, but it was too dark to see, and he accidentally touched his hand.

The episode began.

Chen Su turned his back and tried hard to restrain himself. He endured until midnight, but eventually lost control.

His pheromones exploded like crazy.

Zhao Jinzong's rut had come early.

Chen Su also lost his mind.

When Zhao Jinzong woke up, he frowned slightly, his hand stroking Chen Su's hair as he asked in a deep voice, "Having an episode?"

Chen Su's whole body was burning hot, clearly in the grip of the hunger.

Chen Su nodded slightly. "Mm..."

At that moment, Zhao Jinzong, having entered his rut early, clung to his last shred of sanity and said coldly, "Chen Su, get off."

Chen Su did not obey.

Zhao Jinzong could no longer hold back. With a big hand, he pulled Chen Su out from under the blanket.

The Enigma laid Chen Su on the bed, a strong, well-trained body pressing down on him, not letting him regret or escape.

The Enigma reached for the bedside table and lit a cigarette. The nicotine could calm him a bit, at least keeping him from being too rough with Chen Su in the early stages.

He hadn't touched Chen Su in a year and a half.

This body had long since lost all trace of him; the old conditioning was gone. Everything was new, and Chen Su had been new from the start.

Zhao Jinzong was Chen Su's first man and the only one.

Chen Su's body was meant only for Zhao Jinzong's marks.

In the bedside table, besides cigarettes, there was nothing else.

Zhao Jinzong hooked his large hand around Chen Su's waist, leaned close to his ear, and asked as he kept moving, "Chen Su, no condoms."

Zhao Jinzong was already fully inside, yet at this moment, he acted like a gentleman, seeking Chen Su's opinion, even though he hadn't stopped moving.

Chen Su breathed rapidly. "I know, it's okay."

"Marking me is okay too."

At this moment, Chen Su was willing to let Zhao Jinzong mark him, willing to let Zhao Jinzong do anything.