Venerable Demon King & The Doting Immortal (QT) novel Chapter 245

Chapter 245: Flirting under the sun

"No, it’s the same thing. Just drink yours," Xiang Yu protested, his voice laced with amusement.

But Han Xin was relentless. He sniffed at Xiang Yu’s neck, his warm breath sending goosebumps down Xiang Yu’s arms. "Yu Yu, don’t be stingy. Just a sip."

As he spoke, Han Xin’s hands roamed freely, caressing Xiang Yu’s abs and chest, his touch sending waves of pleasure through Xiang Yu’s body. Xiang Yu tried to suppress a moan, his laughter turning into a soft, breathless sound.

"What are you doing? Someone will see," Xiang Yu whispered, his voice laced with both excitement and concern.

Han Xin’s response was to gently suck on Xiang Yu’s neck, his lips leaving a mark that would serve as a secret reminder of this moment. "Just a sip, babe," he whispered, his voice a low, seductive purr.

If Han Zhan could see them now, his jaw would drop to the floor and he would be traumatised. This couldn’t be the same cousin who walked around with a cold look on his face like someone owed him billions.

Xiang Yu’s laughter turned into a soft gasp as Han Xin’s fingers found his nipple, gently pinching and rolling the sensitive peak. He jolted, squeezing Han Xin’s arms in a futile attempt to stop the delightful torture. Han Xin’s touch was like a brand, marking Xiang Yu as his own, and Xiang Yu couldn’t deny the pleasure it brought.

Finally, Xiang Yu relented, surrendering to Han Xin’s insistent caresses. He turned his head, offering Han Xin a sip of his drink, but Han Xin had other ideas.

"I change my mind," Han Xin whispered, his breath hot against Xiang Yu’s ear. "I want you to feed me."

Xiang Yu’s eyes widened, his heart racing at the suggestion. "How?" he asked before taking a sip of his drink.

Han Xin’s fingers found Xiang Yu’s chin, tilting his face up. "Like this," he said, and before Xiang Yu could process his words, their lips met in a searing kiss.

Xiang Yu’s mouth opened under the gentle pressure of Han Xin’s, and as their tongues danced, he felt Han Xin’s lips part, allowing a small amount of the sweet tea to flow into Han Xin’s mouth. The taste of lemon and sugar mingled with the flavour of Han Xin’s kiss, and Xiang Yu couldn’t help but moan softly into the kiss.

Their lips smacked together, and low, sensual moans escaped their lips, carried away by the gentle breeze. Han Xin’s tongue traced the path of the tea, kissing away the droplets that had dripped down Xiang Yu’s jaw and neck. His lips sucked and licked, leaving a trail of wet kisses that made Xiang Yu shiver with pleasure.

Xiang Yu’s body was on fire, his desire for Han Xin burning brighter with each passing moment. He wanted to take off those shorts and swallow his hardness right here and there, but just as he was about to give in to his urges, the sound of his phone ringing interrupted their passionate embrace.