Chapter 21: Teach Me to Coax
Actually, Qin Huai wasn’t asking at all.
He was merely stating a requirement that must be accepted. Even if Duan Ke said no, the change to twice a week would be set.
Duan Ke was confused. Qin Huai was usually very doting and indulgent toward him. When he first brought Qin Huai home, Qin Huai disliked physical contact but still fed him blood, helped him change into pajamas, and coaxed him to brush his teeth.
In the underground earlier, Qin Huai rushed up to save him without regarding his own safety. After moving, he actively invited him home for dinner, giving him all the favorite sunny-side-up eggs and blowing on the hot vegetables before putting them in his bowl.
Duan Ke had always felt Qin Huai’s temper was excellent, even describable as gentle and easygoing.
But what was wrong now?
Duan Ke shrank back again. Both sides of his waist were blocked by Qin Huai’s arms; he couldn’t move. That person loomed over Duan Ke, encircling him in the shadow he cast. His dark, deep eyes held a faint smile, quietly gazing at Duan Ke, waiting for his answer.
Duan Ke looked at Qin Huai’s lazily lifted eyes and gulped.
What’s going on? Clearly, I’m the one trying to eat a free meal.
Why does Brother Qin Huai look like the one who wants to eat people…
“O-Okay.” Duan Ke gave up the stalemate. Opening his mouth, he found his voice was trembling a bit.
“Then twice a week… Thank you, Brother.”
Qin Huai curved his eyes with satisfaction, smiling very imperceptibly.
“Mn.”
Having received a satisfactory answer, Qin Huai stopped scaring the kid and got up quickly. Duan Ke also sat up straight dazedly, only to find Qin Huai had returned to that leisurely, comfortable appearance from the start, showing no oppression at all.
…Sure enough, that fear just now was just my illusion, right?
And what is there to be afraid of? Isn’t it a great thing that Qin Huai is willing to feed me more! I was just complaining that once a week wasn’t enough; twice a week is just right!
Duan Ke let out a light breath, patted his chest, thinking Sure enough, one overthinks when full.
At this moment, the phone nearby rang the alarm timely. Duan Ke checked it; class time was approaching. He had to go.
“Bye bye, Brother. I’m going to class.” Duan Ke obediently bid Qin Huai farewell, waving at the door.
Qin Huai stood behind him with crossed arms, nodding. “See you tonight.”
Duan Ke’s nose twitched lightly. Even though he was very full now, even a bit stuffed, he could still smell the unusually rich scent on Qin Huai.
Several times more fragrant than usual, indicating Qin Huai was in a really good mood right now.
…Could it be I guessed wrong before? He actually likes kissing people quite a bit?
Some fragmented clips slowly recalled in Duan Ke’s mind. For example, Qin Huai pressing him on the soft carpet not letting him get up, or Qin Huai kissing his forehead after he took initiative, calling him baby, praising him for being good, his voice very low and hoarse, dyed with desire.
Duan Ke’s face flushed red as a tomato instantly. Daring not to stay longer, he covered his face and ran away at rocket speed.
Qin Huai watched Duan Ke’s departing back with amusement.
I just scared him a little; is he that afraid?
Then what about the future.
Qin Huai didn’t mind much that he was already thinking about the future. Turning back to the room to tidy up, after organizing the pile of furniture messed up by them last night, Qin Huai lay on the bed to handle work, suddenly feeling a sharp corner gently scratch his lower back. A bit painful.
What’s this. Did Duan Ke leave something behind?
Qin Huai pulled out the item from behind him.
It was a piece of paper, crumpled from being pressed, with a few scattered lines written on it. Actually, Qin Huai didn’t intend to pry into Duan Ke’s privacy, but when he took it out, his vision, trained to be incomparably sharp, passively made him see the content.
[Chen XX, 21 years old, height 188, eight-pack abs, 21cm…]
Duan Ke said with a mournful face: “What should I do.”
Heracles casually opened the straw wrapper and poked the seal of the black tea. “What do you mean what to do?”
Two days had passed since they agreed on kissing twice a week.
In these two days, Duan Ke hadn’t even seen Qin Huai’s shadow.
Duan Ke knocked on Qin Huai’s door when returning from class, wanting to have dinner with him, but Qin Huai hadn’t returned home for two whole days.
Fine, even if he’s busy with work. But when Duan Ke messaged him on WeChat, Qin Huai wasn’t enthusiastic either. Although he still replied instantly, the replies were very brief, just simple “Mn,” “Okay,” “Understood,” colder than an AI bot.
“Most importantly!” Duan Ke sipped his Mango Bobo and said with heartache.
“When I went home last night, I smelled a particularly bitter scent at my door. It was definitely Brother Qin Huai’s scent! Heavens, such a fragrant person turned into a big bitter melon; just how bad is his mood… Say, where exactly did I offend him…”
Heracles raised a hand calmly, interrupting Duan Ke’s bird-like chatter.
“You mean you smelled his scent at your door last night? And it was strong?”
Hearing the doubt in the other’s tone, Duan Ke blinked: “Yes. Why would I lie to you?”
“Mn. As far as I know, human scent lingers for a very short time.”
Heracles glanced at Duan Ke. “He guarded your door all night?”
“Mmh…” Duan Ke tilted his head and thought. “Probably?”
Heracles took a deep breath.
“Duan Ke, you found a psychopath!!!” He roared.
“Does that not sound terrifying?? You’re not thinking about calling the police but thinking about coaxing him?? Are you crazy??”
People around looked over with gossip on their faces, only to be blasted back by Heracles’ “What are you looking at.”
“But I have to get along with him; I need to eat.” Duan Ke was distressed. “Do you have any ideas?”
Heracles scratched his hair speechlessly, his green eyes full of disappointment at his friend.
“Aren’t you the Succubus King now?” Heracles tapped Duan Ke’s forehead. “Don’t other succubi have keepers? Just ask them how they resolve conflicts.”
Seems so. Duan Ke suddenly realized.
Speaking of good relationships with keepers, Duan Ke indeed immediately thought of a very famous succubus.
He had changed many keepers, but there had never been a case of being reported to the Bureau, indicating he got along harmoniously with every one.
Duan Ke decided to learn from experienced people. He closed his eyes and opened them again; his eyes had turned into amber vertical pupils, connecting his consciousness with that person.
A bright, laughing voice came into Duan Ke’s mind, carrying a clear youthful vibe.
“My King, you were looking for me?”
Duan Ke was still not used to being called that. He gave a shy “Mn.”
“Is there something very important?” the other side asked. “Our King hasn’t sought out subordinates for so long since awakening.”
Duan Ke was very serious: “It is very important; I need your help.”
“What is it?” The other side also became serious. “Are we joining the ranks of murdering the Inquisitor too?”
“No.” Duan Ke denied. “It has nothing to do with the Inquisitor.”
“I want you to teach me how to coax someone.”
[Author’s Note]
How does it not have to do with the Inquisitor [Dog head holding rose]
Qin Dog isn’t actually angry; he’s just shattered [Clown] [Clown]
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