Chapter 38: Boyfriend
As everyone knows, a succubus’s tail is a part that cannot be touched casually.
Just like a cat’s tail, their heart-shaped tail tip and the end of the tail are distributed with many sensitive nerve endingsāone touch and they bristle.
And the higher the level of the succubus, the more the tail needs protection. their mental perception and physical sensitivity far exceed other kin; not even a slight touch will be ignored.
And Duan Ke had evidently forgotten to tell Qin Huai about this.
Qin Huaiās hands were large, naturally hot, and callous from gun use, his knuckles large and rough.
He actually didn’t intend to use much force.
Duan Keās tail was pale gold like a Golden Chinchilla cat, and long-haired. Qin Huai was honestly just curious about how it felt, so he circled the end of the tail and stroked straight up.
The result of this single simple action was Duan Ke going completely limp and falling straight down.
Qin Huai really hadn’t expected him to react so strongly. The hand circling the tail froze, while the other arm wrapped around Duan Keās limp body, holding him up.
Duan Ke instinctively lashed his long tail violently, trying to knock Qin Huaiās hand away, but accidentally rubbed against himself, causing another jolt.
Duan Ke was truly speechless.
His eyes lost focus, filled with overflowing physiological tears.
“Brother…”
He curled up in Qin Huaiās arms for a long time before catching his breath, fearfully moving a bit further away from Qin Huai.
Duan Keās vision was obscured by tears, drifting upwards in a blur.
He was currently leaning back in Qin Huaiās embrace, facing the rack with the milk tea.
The large, full-sugar Mango Pomelo Sago sat quietly there, emitting cold condensation.
Duan Keās mind was currently in chaotic disarray, thoughts flying wildly.
He automatically connected this image with Qin Huai, thinking of the conversation he had with Heracles earlier.
…Milk tea cup.
Speaking of which… if Brother Qin Huai compared with that Lu X, would he win?
So curious.
Duan Keās consciousness drifted in and out.
When he finally came back to his senses, he looked up at Qin Huai, only to meet the narrow eyes that seemed calm but couldn’t hide their gloom, squinting slightly in displeasure.
An ominous feeling surged abruptly.
“…What’s wrong, Brother?” Duan Ke said guiltily. “I actually didn’t blame you for touching indiscriminately, haha… Let’s just let this go! Let’s go ouā”
He couldn’t finish his sentence. Qin Huai held Duan Ke, pinching both his cheeks with one hand until they bulged, leaving Duan Ke only able to whimper in protest.
“You just said it out loud, Duan. Ke.”
Qin Huaiās face was calm, but his words were full of dissatisfaction. “You’re quite hung up on him. Did he feed you too?”
Duan Ke couldn’t defend himself.
He was wronged! It was all Brother Heracles’ fault for using such an example! Seeing milk tea made him think of that!
The exquisitely dressed kitten stammered, unable to speak, swearing he had never found another keeper. He buried his face in Qin Huaiās chest in a plea for mercy, acting to stop him from asking further details.
Qin Huai didn’t let him off.
He grabbed the scruff of Duan Keās neck to pull him out, leaned close to Duan Keās ear, and whispered a number.
Duan Ke: ?!? !
Actually, I didn’t really want to know that much… I’m not doing that with Qin Huai!
But, but that’s really… ! So scary!
Qin Huai looked at Duan Keās darting eyes and almost laughed in anger.
So he just craves my body.
Qin Huai didn’t see a shred of desire for a deeper relationship.
The changing roomās flimsy curtain offered no soundproofing. People changing clothes were walking towards the adjacent stall. Qin Huai couldn’t do anything too extreme here.
He used a bit of real strength to pinch Duan Keās waist, signaling him to go out first so he could change.
We have a long time ahead anyway…
Qin Huai had plenty of ways to make this infuriating little mouth speechless.
Duan Ke held his purple wizard hat, which was a size too big for him, with both hands, holding Qin Huaiās hand as they wandered around Happy Valley.
Suddenly he glimpsed something, paused in drinking his milk tea, and stared with shining eyes at a shooting game nearby.
“Brother, I want that! So cute…”
Duan Ke pointed in a direction. It was a balloon shooting stall, but the setup was different from usual. The balloons were shaped like little ghosts, werewolves, and fat pumpkins, and the background cloth was a very atmospheric blue-purple, making players look like ghost hunters.
Duan Ke liked the prizes too. Hitting all targets won a ghost doll; missing one or two won beautiful Halloween cookies and a ghost keychain respectively. Everything hit Duan Keās aesthetic points precisely.
Duan Ke pulled Qin Huai forward.
He asked the stall owner for ten bullets each, handed the gun the owner gave him to Qin Huai, and patted his hand.
“Brother, just relax and play,” Duan Ke chirped. “It’s best if we get it, but it doesn’t matter if we don’t. Participating is what counts!”
Qin Huai gave a faint “Mn” and stepped aside to let Duan Ke go first.
Duan Ke stood in front of the stall, raising the gun to aim.
He closed his left eye nervously, eyelashes trembling slightly. His lips, usually smiling even when silent, were pressed tight, carrying a fierce determination.
Duan Ke being this serious was a rare sight. Qin Huai stood close behind him, unwilling to disturb him but also unwilling to miss any detail.
Duan Keās hands were small, but because he had just been fed, they were very strong. His trigger pull was unskilled but steady enough, successfully popping eight balloons.
“Wow, thank you!”
Duan Ke cupped his hands to receive the small keychain from the staff, clipping it onto the wide belt at his waist. The pendant swayed gently with his steps.
It was Qin Huaiās turn. He lazily cocked the gun and asked, “Do you want the first prize or second prize?”
Duan Ke: “Can I wish for it? Actually, this seems quite hard…”
“Try. Maybe it’ll work.” Qin Huai chuckled low. “Which one do you prefer?”
Duan Ke didn’t really want to put so much pressure on Qin Huai; after all, his main task today was to make Qin Huai happy.
He thought for a moment and said, “The cookies. They look delicious.”
Qin Huai smiled faintly, seeing through it but saying nothing. He accurately shot through nine balloons, deliberately missing a few slightly.
Duan Ke didn’t know marksmanship and saw nothing wrong. He was truly pleasantly surprised. “We’re so lucky! Brother is so amazing.”
Qin Huai placed the gun on the table casually, rubbed Duan Keās hair, and let him go get the prize himself.
Qin Huai watched Duan Keās excited back from a distance, the smile on his lips fading.
The little guy should have a personality that loves going out to play, but he said it was his first time at such an amusement park.
Duan Ke was seeing many of the attractions they played just now for the first time; even a simple carousel amazed him.
It should have been a time for happiness, but Qin Huai felt a dull ache in his heart.
Duan Ke was still asking the staff about fun things to do and eat nearby. Qin Huaiās patience was thin now; he didn’t want to wait these few minutes. He simply walked up, completely encircling the shorter figure in his arms, resting his chin on the hat.
“…Qin Huai??”
A voice, deliberately calm but suppressing emotion, came from behind, carrying a slight tremor.
Recognizing the voice, Qin Huai tsk-ed lightly in his mind.
Skipping work to wander around? Annoying.
He turned his head expressionlessly, meeting face-to-face with a shocked Lin Jiangli.
Lin Jiangli held a mango slushie, feeling his brain buzzing.
What is going on? Did I get poisoned by the mushroom pot last night?
Otherwise, how could I see Qin Huai hugging someone at a couple’s dating spot? And that person is the Bureau’s key monitoring target.
The surveillance mission hasn’t even been cancelled yet.
Duan Ke turned around, holding his huge, beautiful hat, and blinked hesitantly at Lin Jiangli.
He said politely, “Hello?”
“…Haha, hello. I’m Qin Huaiās colleague.”
Lin Jiangliās tone was stiff but polite. “Qin Huai, shouldn’t you introduce us? This is…?”
Qin Huai said coldly, “Didn’t I tell you this morning?”
Before Lin Jiangli and Duan Ke could react, Qin Huaiās large hand reached down, slipped between Duan Keās fingers, interlaced them, and very deliberately displayed it in front of them.
“I’m accompanying my boyfriend on a date,” Qin Huai looked down at Duan Ke and said calmly. “No shop talk today.”
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