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CH 63.1

Character ListQiao Zhiya: Half-elf, half-dwarf MC.

Chu Rong: Marshal ML.

Chu Yan: ML’s younger brother. Is the same age as MC.

Chu Huai: ML’s older brother, he’s in politics.

Gu Yan’an: Chu Huai’s wife. She’s a doctor.

Long Baorou: the President’s daughter.

An Leen: Imperial Princess.

An Lita aka Ning Kong’an: The Emperor’s nephew, born from Prince An Xei and Ning Kongran’s aunt. Studies pharmacy.

An Xei: The Emperor’s younger brother. A Prince and a scholar. Advertisement

“Baorou!”

Long Xuyang’s expression changed, and he hurriedly stepped forward to support her.

Seeing this, An Xei frowned. Unable to continue questioning, he greeted the President casually, and left directly with the Empire’s people.

The banquet was completely messed up. The President’s face sank, and he didn’t even care about his daughter. He chased after Prince An Xeie out of the lounge with Long Ruizhang.

Seeing this, the other guests looked at each other for a few seconds. They saw that the elders of the Xiang-Wei family got up and prepared to leave one after another. Meanwhile, those elders glanced vaguely at Chu Rong who was still hugging his “fiancé” to comfort him.

The lounge became almost empty in a blink of an eye. Chu Rong was satisfied. He raised his hand and tugged at Qiao Zhiya’s ear, and directly whispered, “Little Coward, how long do you want to hide?”

Qiao Zhiya had already fully cognizant ever since Princess An Leen came to apologize.

However, because he was too embarrassed, his mind was filled with the word “fiancé” that he couldn’t think of anything else. Recalling the way Chu Rong said lightly before, his face blushed so hard that he couldn’t bear it, so he kept hiding in Chu Rong’s arms and pretended to be dead.

At this time, it was obviously just a small movement of his ears being pulled, but he was like a rabbit whose tail was suddenly grabbed. His body shook violently in shock, and his ears jolted and stood up. He reflexively gripped on Chu Rong’s clothes, while his body actually shrunk deeper into the Marshal’s embrace. His embarrassment was clearly written all over his body.

Chu Rong let go of his hand in a good mood. He stopped pinching his ears, and hugged him instead. Lowering his head, he kissed the top of Qiao Zhiya’s fluffy blond hair as he murmured, “It’s time to go home. Are you this clingy because you want me to carry you out?”

‘Go home? Yes, yes, go home.’

‘Carry me? No, no, no, no carrying, no carrying! But if he let me go… don’t I have to face Chu Rong if he lets me go?’

‘No, no! no!’

Qiao Zhiya stared wide-eyed at the buttons made of ink jade in front of him, and focused on it hard until his eyes gradually lost focus. He even almost became cross-eyed. Seeing that the youth’s soul was about to leave his body again because of sheer embarrassment, Chu Rong’s voice rang again above his head, shocking him out of stupor.

“Then I’ll kiss you.”

The youth’s chin was tilted up suddenly, then a shadow fell on his sight. Something soft was pressed against his lips, and then… it was lightly rubbed.

“Badump–!!”

The magic power in Qiao Zhiya’s body boiled and spread around. His eyes widened, looking at Chu Rong’s deep eyes that were a little too close. As his eyelashes trembled, the focus of his eyes slowly fell on a strand of bangs that fell down from Chu Rong’s slicked hair.

Chu Rong backed away, and kissed the youth’s eyelid again. He saw that the ink jade buttons on his clothes quickly faded to gray, so he stopped teasing Qiao Zhiya. Instead, he got up, hugged him directly, and said, “Don’t let your power go around. Close your eyes.”

Qiao Zhiya made a small sound and closed his eyes. As his strength recovered, his body completely softened and he collapsed completely into Chu Rong’s arms. “I’m too dizzy. Don’t talk to me.”

“Your eyes are still moving,” Chu Rong couldn’t help but tease the youth again.

Qiao Zhiya, who was blushing like mad, froze. His expression smoothened, but his trembling eyelashes betrayed his calm facade. He turned his head and hid his face in Chu Rong’s body.

The other three members of the Chu family had already leaned over, smiled tacitly when they saw this. Then they all turned over, leaving these two in their two-person world.

Chu Yan was a little not reconciled. He wanted to stay and continue watching the fun, but was dragged away by Chu Huai.

At this time, there were only a few waiters left in the hall, and all the guests had dispersed. Chu Rong walked out with his freshly baked “fiancé” in his arms without any psychological pressure, and took the special elevator in the corner to go down to the empty basement floor. There, he went to a special passage before he took out his hover car.

Qiao Zhiya was being carried into the car. Along the way, he continued to pretend to be dead.

After they arrived, Chu Rong took him straight back to Chu Rong’s bedroom.

“I need to leave for a while to discuss something with Dage. You can take advantage of this time to calm down,” Chu Rong sat on the edge of the bed, brushed Qiao Zhiya’s loose bangs, and looked at the restless eyes under his eyelids. With a hooked lips, Chu Rong suddenly bent down and whispered to Qiao Zhiya’s ear, “Open your eyes.”

Qiao Zhiya was used to being obedient. He opened his eyes in a flash when Chu Rong asked him to. But hurriedly tried to close them after he realized it.

Chu Rong gave a low laugh and leaned closer. First, he kissed Qiao Zhiya’s tightly closed eyes again, then slowly moved down, kissing the youth’s lips. In a low voice, he continued, “Wait for me to come back.”

After that, he patted Qiao Zhiya’s face and left.

“Bang!”

As the door shut, Qiao Zhiya sat up from the bed with a swish, blushing and dizzy. Then, he got out of bed, biting his fingers as he circled around the room.

‘Chu Rong kissed me. The White-Haired Monster kissed me. We kissed!!’

‘First my eyes, then…’

Qiao Zhiya’s hand subconsciously pressed his lips that still felt that ambiguous touch. His expression was blank for a moment, and his steps slowly stopped. Then he withdrew his hand as if he had been burned, and walked faster in circles.

‘No, no, this is wrong, how could Chu Rong kiss me, how could he? We kissed? This won’t work, not at all… Could it be that the White-Haired Monster likes me? Otherwise… otherwise why would he kiss, kiss…’

His face was hot again. He rushed into the bathroom with his ears straightened, and put his head under the faucet.

Sensing the temperature of the human body, the faucet starts to automatically discharge water. The water that came out first was at a constant temperature, and it seemed to make his head even hotter. He was stunned again, and his thoughts disappeared for a while. Then, as if he suddenly woke up, he pursed his lips and adjusted the temperature, so that it was cold water that hit his head.

Ten minutes later, he came out of the bathroom with a numb mind. Regardless of his dripping hair and wet suit, he knelt down on the floor and began to draw the bloodline traction magic circle.

When the magic circle was about to take shape, he stuffed his hand into his mouth and wanted to bite his finger to squeeze some blood. Suddenly, the image of Chu Rong scolding him for hurting himself flashed across his mind. Taking out his fingers, he pulled out only one hair and put it in the formation.

The formation was lit up. This bloodline traction magic formation was drawn with high-level magic power and was stronger and more durable than the previous ones. He looked at the hair twirling around, feeling shy and anxious. He leaned over and asked in a low voice, “Mom, Dad, can I… can I find a partner?”

Then, the hair ignited without fire and turned into ashes.

“S-so… you agreed, right? Right?” He asked in a softer voice. His body almost lying on the floor, eyes moist, shy and expectant.

The formation has disappeared, as it couldn’t give him an answer. Only a pinch of ashes on the ground silently greeted him.

“I-I’ll take it as if you agreed,” He said carefully to the ashes. Then, as if he was ashamed of himself, he turned his head and reached out to wipe the ashes away to destroy the evidence. He got up with twinkling eyes, climbed onto the bed as if sleepwalking, folded his hands on his stomach and lay down neatly. Finally, he closed his eyes peacefully.

‘Fiancé…’

He sat up in a panic, jumped up again with his head smoking. Circling around the room, he bit his fingers nervously.

‘Why, how did I become his fiancé? Does Ch-Chu Rong say that he likes me? Could it be that Imisunderstood? After all, we didn’t do much before…’

The image of Chu Rong taking the initiative to hug him out of the car and hold his hand as he walked suddenly flashed in his mind. He stopped abruptly, raised his hand and grabbed his ear.

‘So, if Chu Rong is really ha-happy… Then I am happy too. Happy to be Chu Rong’s…’

As if a huge tinnitus exploded in his head, he quickly withdrew his hand. Covering his wet and messy hair, he ran to the lab.

After discussing the situation and various arrangements with Chu Huai, Chu Rong went back to the room in a good mood. He made sure his movements were light when entering the door, thinking that Qiao Zhiya was so shy, and now he might have fallen asleep in self-avoidance.

…but there was no one on the bed. The bathroom door was open. There was a puddle of water on the ground, with many water-stained footprints beside it, as if someone had walked through the room violently. The sheets and pillows were all wet, with wet hair strands on it. There was also a faint wet silhouette of a boy lying down on it.

The smile on Chu Rong’s face disappeared. He frowned and walked around the room with a black face, then turned and walked towards the laboratory.

“Bang bang bang, bang bang bang, bang bang bang.”

There was a busy scene in the laboratory. Qiao Zhiya took out his homemade forging table, disassembled and assembled parts as he forged weapons. Sometimes, he even broke some ores. He was so busy that he was sweating profusely. His body was dry, but the hair on the back of his head was still wet, sticking to the head in strands, which looked very funny.

The suit was wrinkled and covered with ore dust. The sweat and dust were mixed on his white face, and there were faint lines of them being wiped off.

The Bald Chicken turned himself into a fugitive in the blink of an eye. The veins popped on Chu Rong’s forehead, and he asked coldly, “What are you doing?”

“Bang! Crackle!”

Qiao Zhiya was taken for a surprise. The small hammer on his hand flew out, hitting the forging table, punting the parts away. Those parts flew and landed on another table, rolled around, and finally scattered around on the floor.

Frightened by this series of sounds, his ears stood on end. He turned his head and glanced at Chu Rong who appeared at the door at some time. Seeing that his face was as deep and imposing, he looked around shyly and helplessly. He buried his head and ran over to pick up the hammer and held it in his hand, then stood there with his head bowed, stuttering for a long time without saying a complete word.

‘…obviously frightened.’

Chu Rong frowned even tighter. He stepped forward and touched his messy hair. Seeing that Qiao Zhiya was shaking in shock, his hands paused, angry and distressed in his heart. He immediately picked the youth up, and carried him to his room. “Why are you panicking, do you think I’ll eat you?”

“Yes, I’m sorry.” Qiao Zhiya finally found his voice and apologized immediately. He stretched out his arms and hugged him tightly, his mind was still a little confused, so he stammered, “Y-you… don’t… don’t be angry. I was… I was wrong…”

‘Sure enough, he’s shocked stupid.’

Chu Rong didn’t verbally answer him. He raised his hand and rubbed the back of his head, went back to his room and put him in the bathroom. Glancing at the hammer the youth was still holding firmly in his hand, as he reached to take off his crumpled suit, he ordered, “Put away the hammer.”

“Huh? Uh, uh.”

Qiao Zhiya lowered his head and put away the hammer. Staring straight at Chu Rong’s hand unbuttoning his coat, he became absent-minded as he couldn’t process this shocking visual information.

When he realized what was happening, he grabbed Chu Rong’s hand and said, “I-I unbutton myself. You… you first. Get out.”

Chu Rong immediately held his hand back, frowned, and asked, “Are you sure you can do it?”

“Y-yes,” Qiao Zhiya lowered his head, not daring to look at him, and pushed him away sullenly, as his face began to blush again.

Chu Rong remembered how he looked just now, and didn’t dare to tease him anymore. He slowed down his voice and gave a few instructions, then walked out and thoughtfully helped him close the door. But instead of leaving, he leaned on the outer wall and listened to the movement inside.

After the rustling sound of undressing, the sound of water echoed, followed by the sound of something falling to the ground. Then a small exclamation came, the sound of water stopped, and then it continued to sound after a while.

‘He must’ve knocked off the toiletries.’

‘Really stupid.’

Chu Rong’s brows loosened. Looking down, he found his hand, which had held Qiao Zhiya’s hand for this day. With a low snort, he felt better again.

Qiao Zhiya took a long hour to wash in the shower. He was extra careful when he opened the door, so he poked his head out to have a look. Seeing that there was no one in the room, he let out a sigh of relief, and walked to the bed.

Apparently, the bedding has been changed. Remembering his stupid behavior of lying on the bed with wet hair before, he blushed as silently lifted the quilt and got in.

After doing some strenuous work and taking another hot shower, his broken and chaotic emotions finally calmed down a little. He stared stupidly at Chu Rong’s coat suit on the bedside table for a few seconds, and his eyes fell on the now-gray ink jade button. Shyly buried his head in the quilt, he closed his eyes in self-deception.

‘Let’s sleep for now. When I wake up tomorrow… maybe I’ll know whether or not today is a dream.’