Chapter 160 – Domineering and Obsessed Jade Spirit VS Ascetic, Cleanliness-Obsessed CEO (14)
Mu Jin instinctively took a couple of deep breaths before taking off the coat Mo Yan had lent him. He walked to the bathroom, holding the coat in front of him, examining it closely.
Mo Yan stood beside Mu Jin, aware of his actions. Seeing Mu Jin staring at his coat, he felt a bit puzzled. He wondered why Mu Jin was so focused on his coat. Was it possible that Mu Jin liked it, even though it was just an ordinary coat, differing only in size?
Then he saw Mu Jin, who was known for his cleanliness, rubbing the coat a couple of times before starting to wash it himself. Normally, Mu Jin’s clothes were taken care of by a dedicated servant, so seeing him wash the coat himself made Mo Yan feel a surge of excitement. He even had the illusion that Mu Jin was like a gentle, caring wife washing clothes for his husband.
Mo Yan suddenly regretted not buying more clothes. He often relied on his magical garments for convenience. It would be a pity if the coat Mu Jin washed disappeared. But then he thought, he could just maintain the transformation, ensuring the coat wouldn’t vanish. Once Mu Jin returned it, he would keep it well-preserved and never wear it again.
Mu Jin carefully washed the coat and hung it in the bathroom before starting to take off his own clothes. Mo Yan, standing nearby with a flushed face, watched his beloved undress piece by piece.
However, when he realized Mu Jin was actually going to shower, he couldn’t help but feel anxious. “You shouldn’t shower today,” he complained. “Your arm is still wounded. What if it gets infected?”
Nervously following Mu Jin, Mo Yan felt frustrated that he could only stay by his side in the guise of jade spirit at night, unable to reveal his true identity. Fortunately, Mu Jin was cautious, avoiding getting the wound wet during his shower. Still, Mo Yan remained on edge until he remembered he could cast a small spell around the bandaged wound, ensuring no water would touch it.
While washing, Mu Jin began to reflect on the day’s events. He knew the attackers were not ordinary criminals. Their skills were too good, suggesting they were hired assassins, likely paid handsomely. Even if the police investigated, they probably wouldn’t find anything conclusive.
Mu Jin, a prominent figure, had many enemies, but the only one likely to go to such lengths was Gu Yang. Recently, Mu Jin had transferred some of Gu Yang’s responsibilities to Mu Junhao, which must have displeased him. Mu Jin didn’t expect the usually calculating Gu Yang to resort to such direct measures, showing his desperation.
Yet, what Mu Jin remembered most vividly was his lover’s heroic rescue. Even though it wasn’t solely Mo Yan’s effort, Mu Jin felt deeply grateful to Mo Yan. Love and protection were never taken for granted, and he didn’t regret loving someone like Mo Yan. Every time he felt his lover’s concern, it touched him deeply.
Mu Jin liked seeing Mo Yan worried about him. He even found Mo Yan’s insistence on proper wound care and his determination to take him to the hospital charming, blushing at the thought. Catching a glimpse of Mo Yan’s concerned eyes, Mu Jin found him even more endearing, feeling an urge to embrace and kiss him.
However, now wasn’t the right time, and Mu Jin pouted in frustration. He needed to ease his longing and felt that his desire wasn’t one-sided; Mo Yan, always watching over him, must feel the same.
The warm water flowed over his body as Mu Jin closed his eyes, enjoying the moment of tranquility. In the steamy heat, his cheeks turned a rosy hue, and when he reopened his eyes, a mist seemed to form in his cat-like pupils.
Watching from the side, Mo Yan swallowed hard. Tonight, Mu Jin seemed different, exuding a breathtaking beauty. His subsequent actions left Mo Yan frozen, unable to breathe. As jade spirit or as an assistant, Mo Yan had been by Mu Jin’s side for a long time but had never witnessed such an enchanting scene.
The young man leaned against the bathroom wall, his porcelain skin seeming to glow with a soft radiance. His delicate, agile fingers moved continuously, making Mo Yan feel as if his sanity was about to evaporate.
He knew that such behavior was normal for a man; it was just a natural need. However, witnessing it firsthand made his breath quicken. Thankfully, it didn’t last long, but it was enough to be breathtaking. Mo Yan had never seen Mu Jin, who usually maintained a cold demeanor, show such a stunning expression. It almost made him lose control.
He realized his little one was even more enticing than he had imagined. What should he do? He wanted to keep Mu Jin all to himself, away from anyone else’s gaze, to make sure his beauty belonged only to him.
Mo Yan’s body felt scorching hot as he let out a heavy breath, his mind filled with various fantasies, longing to pull Mu Jin into them.
After Mu Jin finished his shower, he dried himself with a towel, his flushed face quickly glancing at the still-dazed Mo Yan. A flicker of amusement passed through his eyes. He put on his pajamas, dried his hair, and returned to his room, collapsing onto the bed.
Before falling asleep, Mu Jin’s mind lingered on Mo Yan’s image. He thought about how much his lover cared for him, realizing that he needed to take more initiative in their relationship. Although he had been restrained by his original character’s personality, things were different now. Mo Yan was not only an excellent assistant but also his savior. Such a gentle and considerate partner perfectly matched the original character’s ideal soulmate.
With a smile on his lips, Mu Jin soon drifted into a sweet sleep.
While Mu Jin slept soundly, Mo Yan found it hard to calm down. The earlier scene left his heart in turmoil. Taking several deep breaths, he still couldn’t quell his inner restlessness.
So, after ensuring that Mu Jin was sound asleep, Mo Yan embraced him tightly, pressing a fervent kiss to his lips. Even though jade spirit’s longing for Mu Jin drove him mad, he didn’t dare to go further. He punched the bed in frustration, glaring at Mu Jin with a mix of desire and restraint, wanting to devour him yet unable to bear causing any harm. All he could do was hold him tightly, kissing him repeatedly to vent his pent-up emotions.
Mo Yan gazed intently at Mu Jin, pulling his delicate hand to his lips for a kiss, then holding it for a long time. Thinking about what those hands had done earlier, his eyes grew even more intense.
The next morning, Mu Jin woke up feeling refreshed, stretching with a sense of satisfaction. His lips felt slightly sore, indicating they were likely swollen. However, what caught his attention more was the redness in his right palm and a slight stiffness in his forearm. Blushing, he rubbed his wrist, mentally noting this as a reward for his good behavior the previous day.
Mu Jin cheerfully went downstairs for breakfast before heading to the office. He couldn’t wait to talk to his man. Sure enough, as he approached his office, he saw Mo Yan already at his desk, waiting for him. Seeing Mu Jin, Mo Yan’s eyes lit up with joy, warming Mu Jin’s heart and making him smile. Mo Yan’s smile grew even wider in response.
Mu Jin approached Mo Yan and, after standing beside him, apologized, “I’m sorry. I was in such a rush yesterday that I forgot to ask if you were hurt. I was too busy with my own issues. Are you okay?”
Mo Yan appreciated Mu Jin’s concern and quickly shook his head. “I’m fine, don’t worry. But you, how’s your arm today? Why didn’t you stay home to rest?”
Mu Jin insisted he was fine, thanking Mo Yan for the coat and saying he had washed it and would return it after ironing. Mo Yan said there was no rush, taking on more work himself to ensure Mu Jin could rest.
Understanding how much Mu Jin valued the Mu Corporation, Mo Yan knew he couldn’t force him to rest. Instead, he took on extra tasks to give Mu Jin more time to relax. Mu Jin, touched by this gesture, chatted briefly with Mo Yan before returning to his office, eagerly anticipating their time together during the lunch break.
However, when lunchtime arrived, Mo Yan, who usually appeared promptly at noon, was nowhere to be seen. Puzzled, Mu Jin opened the door to find Mo Yan’s desk empty. He assumed Mo Yan had urgent matters to attend to and returned to his work, albeit with a tinge of disappointment.
After another ten minutes, Mo Yan finally appeared at Mu Jin’s office door, looking apprehensive. He placed a tray of food on his desk, the meal’s presentation clearly lacking. He glanced at the door, took a deep breath, and pulled out his phone, his expression turning grim as he opened the e-book <The Secretary Lover of the Dominant CEO> he had downloaded the previous day, suddenly feeling uncertain.
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