Chi Yao pressed the activation button on the controller. All doors and windows were covered with an extra layer of protective plating, capable of defending against general types of bullets.

“Why not turn on defense mode when you have it? Think your life is too long?”

Pei Zhenyue extended his hand to let Jing Xi bandage it, smiling disdainfully: “Would I be afraid of them?”

Chi Yao looked down at him from above and pinched his wound.

“Ow!! What are you doing! Hiss—” Pei Zhenyue waved him away in pain.

Chi Yao sneered: “Yeah, not afraid.”

Jing Xi looked at the wound seeping blood again, helplessly unwrapping it to re-bandage.

The wound was deep. Using a home therapeutic instrument wasn’t ideal, and Pei Zhenyue didn’t want others to know he was injured, so he dragged it on.

“Zhao Hongyi?” Jing Xi asked.

“Just the two of them, plus an invisible one. No one else.” Speaking of this, Pei Zhenyue looked at Chi Yao. “Right?”

Chi Yao: “…”

Why ask him?

After bandaging, Pei Zhenyue carried his chair back to the dining table: “Come continue eating. I stewed this old duck for over three hours.”

Snipered twice, fortunately, the food on the table wasn’t affected, only a plate thrown broken by Chi Yao.

“The soup Xi Xi served me is cold.” Chi Yao took a sip, found it not bad, scooped a spoonful and fed it to Jing Xi’s mouth. “Not bad, taste it.”

Jing Xi lowered his head slightly to drink it.

“A bit bitter.”

“Probably because of the medicinal herbs. You’ve been too tired recently, drink soup to supplement.” Chi Yao fed him another spoonful.

Pei Zhenyue watching them show affection as if no one was around: “…”

He took a sip of red wine and deliberately made some noise putting down the glass: “Aren’t you suffocated eating without taking off the mask?”

Chi Yao sneered: “I’m terrified of your defense system here. What if the automatic alarm goes off?”

Pei Zhenyue poured wine into his glass.

“Drink with me until I’m happy, and giving you a temporary pass isn’t impossible.”

Jing Xi’s eyes flashed.

Temporary passes were generally given to foreigners staying temporarily on Capital Star for business, avoiding most inspections, but the issuance requirements were very strict.

Chi Yao glanced at the filled wine glass.

“Seriously?”

Pei Zhenyue: “Jing Xi is here, could I lie to you?”

“What reason?” Jing Xi couldn’t help asking. “He has a pile of criminal records after all.”

Pei Zhenyue leaned back in his chair looking at him smiling: “The military has always been clear about rewards and punishments. Extreme Shadow made great contributions this time; inviting him to be a guest on Capital Star is reasonable.”

Jing Xi: “But he snatched armaments—”

Halfway through, he suddenly understood.

Only Cygnus was talking about this matter currently; there was no substantial evidence.

Currently, all facts were just “Extreme Shadow appeared on the battlefield” and “Cygnus armaments were snatched by non-military organizations”.

Extreme Shadow didn’t admit it; this matter could still be argued.

Pei Zhenyue looked at Chi Yao: “Depends on whether you dare to walk around Capital Star with your own face.”

Chi Yao was silent for a moment, tore off the mask on his face, and sneered: “With Xi Xi blocking for me, what am I afraid of?”

Seeing his face clearly, even Pei Zhenyue couldn’t help marveling. This brat was truly fucking handsome.

No wonder Jing Xi took a fancy to him.

Two hours later, Chi Yao supported the dead drunk Pei Zhenyue back to the upstairs bedroom. When he came down, Jing Xi had already directed the home robot to clean up the dining table.

“Covered with quilt?” Jing Xi asked.

Chi Yao took his hand and walked out.

“Covered. Heavy as hell.”

Jing Xi: “What about you? Drank so much wine, dizzy?”

These two not only finished the wine he brought but almost emptied Pei Zhenyue’s wine collection.

“How can I be dizzy with just these few glasses?” Chi Yao yawned. “Just a bit sleepy.”

Jing Xi: “…”

When going back, Jing Xi wanted to drive, but Chi Yao insisted he wasn’t drunk and hogged the driver’s seat.

Jing Xi was helpless, waking up Xiao Hong to be on standby anytime, afraid of crashing down onto someone’s roof.

This area was all residences of high-ranking officers.

Just started, Jing Xi found something wrong. Chi Yao wasn’t driving in the direction they came from at all.

“Chi Yao, better let me drive?” Jing Xi turned to look at him.

Chi Yao rubbed his eyes: “No need, I know the way.”

Jing Xi: “…”

You know the way to where?

Guarded for ten minutes. Although the direction was completely wrong, fortunately, the car was driven steadily.

Jing Xi breathed a sigh of relief slightly.

From beginning to end, Chi Yao’s expression was serious, without even his usual laziness.

Thinking of the unknown destination, Jing Xi suddenly felt some anticipation.

Wandering aimlessly with the person he liked in the early spring night wasn’t bad either.

Consider it another kind of date.

“Why aren’t there any?” Chi Yao looked around, frowning slightly.

Jing Xi: “What aren’t there?”

Chi Yao didn’t answer him, continuing forward.

After driving out of the military district for a long time, Jing Xi looked out the window.

Already far from the bustling downtown.

Is this kid looking for Extreme Shadow’s lair?

Jing Xi just held his hand when suddenly it was held back, and the car hovered in midair.

“Xi Xi, look over there.”

Chi Yao pointed to the right and smiled at Jing Xi.

Jing Xi was completely baffled, just subconsciously looking in the direction he pointed.

A few scattered stars twinkled in the night sky, adding a touch of life (fireworks/human habitation feel) to this suburb with sparse lights.

“Pretty?” Chi Yao asked.

Jing Xi turned to look at him: “You just wanted to take me to see stars?”

Romance in a straight man’s eyes.

But for Chi Yao, it was rare.

Chi Yao leaned close to him to look out.

“Just too few. Not as pretty as seen at your house.”

Jing Xi chuckled: “You’ve seen stars at my house?”

“Mm.” Chi Yao smiled at him. “In the future, I want to see the same starry sky with you.”

Jing Xi’s heart skipped a beat violently.

Caught off guard by a confession, he didn’t even know how to react.

Chi Yao seemed to feel the stars were too few and spoiled the mood. After speaking, he sat back nonchalantly, preparing to turn around.

But before stepping on the gas, Jing Xi suddenly hugged him.

“Xi Xi?” Chi Yao was forced to lean against the seat back, touching the head in his arms.

“Okay.” Jing Xi’s voice was muffled. “If you forget when you sober up, I’ll beat you until you remember.”

Chi Yao: “I’m not drunk.”

Jing Xi pulled back slightly, looking at his innocent eyes, and kissed his lips.

Between intertwined lips and teeth, the chill of early spring melted bit by bit.

Jing Xi had never learned any techniques; everything followed instinct.

From kissing stumblingly to getting used to each other now, he enjoyed this process of change very much.

As if the lost time between them had returned.

On the way back, Jing Xi corrected the route unknown times before arriving home in the early morning.

Once home, Chi Yao looked like he couldn’t lift his eyelids and would fall asleep any moment.

Jing Xi led him upstairs to sleep, but Chi Yao insisted on showering first.

Jing Xi: “…”

Usually didn’t see him being so particular?

Just hesitated for a moment, Chi Yao had already stripped himself naked, striding straight toward the pantry with long legs.

“Bathroom isn’t over there.” Jing Xi pulled him back hard.

But the drunkard didn’t listen, insisting on going to the pantry.

Chi Yao looked serious: “I want to shower, why stop me?”

“Be good.” Jing Xi patted his head, using the killer move. “Come with me, I’ll tell you a bedtime story later.”

Saying this was indeed effective.

Chi Yao put on an expression of “can’t do anything with you” and said seriously: “Only play for a while, I’m going to sleep.”

Jing Xi: “…Mm.”

He ran the hot water in advance; now it was almost full.

Given Chi Yao’s unconscious state, Jing Xi decided to wash him.

But Chi Yao was unhappy again.

“You go out.”

Jing Xi: “You can do it alone?”

Chi Yao sneered: “Heh, I don’t have a hobby of letting others watch me shower.”

Jing Xi: “…”

Afraid he might slip, Jing Xi left a crack in the door after coming out, standing at the door peeking.

Looking for the showerhead? Can’t even find the controller—

That side is cold water—

Don’t wash your body with shampoo—

You wrapped this bath towel for nothing; everything that shouldn’t be shown is shown—

Jing Xi suddenly somewhat understood why Chi Yao always liked taking photos of him.

If he took these photos and showed them to Chi Yao, he might get angry, right?

Finally coaxed the drunkard into bed. The drunkard patted the spot beside him with a cool Pirate King expression.

“Come up, I want to listen to Two Mice tonight.”

Jing Xi: “…”

Jing Xi put his hand into the quilt, taking off his tie while getting up: “Wait for me to come back from showering.”

Chi Yao frowned, eyes slightly cold.

“Limit you to come back within one minute.”

Jing Xi unbuttoned his cuffs, holding back laughter walking to the bathroom: “Okay, then you count to sixty.”

“One, two, three… twenty, eleven…”

Counting halfway, Chi Yao rubbed his eyes, giving up on himself.

“Xi Xi—” Chi Yao shouted at the bathroom, “I’m going to sleep.”

Jing Xi didn’t dare wash too long, afraid he would drive somewhere unknown again.

When he came out, the person on the bed was already asleep leaning against the headboard.

“Yao Yao?” Jing Xi called him softly; no reaction.

Just intending to tuck him back into the quilt, Chi Yao opened his eyes abruptly, startling Jing Xi.

“You didn’t sleep?” Jing Xi asked.

Chi Yao looked up at him: “Two Mice.”

Jing Xi: “…”

He crawled into the quilt, resting his chin on his hand, lying on his side and hugging Chi Yao: “Once upon a time there were two mice, they were called Shuke and Beita. Shuke drove a tank, Beita drove—”

Chi Yao hugged his waist, eyes half-closed.

“Shuke drove a plane.”

Jing Xi: “…”

He observed Chi Yao’s expression while telling the story.

In this state, maybe the success rate of fishing for information was very high.

“Yao Yao, do you have lovers?” Jing Xi asked in a low voice.

Chi Yao tightened the arm holding him: “You.”

Jing Xi’s mind moved: “Like me?”

Chi Yao hummed lightly: “Nonsense.”

Jing Xi couldn’t suppress the corners of his mouth rising: “How much?”

Chi Yao’s speech was slightly slurred: “A bit worse than bedtime stories…”

Jing Xi: “…”

Actually couldn’t compare to children’s stories—

Jing Xi couldn’t help asking further: “Did you have other lovers before?”

But after waiting a while, Chi Yao didn’t answer.

Jing Xi: “Yao Yao?”

A long while later, Chi Yao replied: “I’m asleep.”

Jing Xi: “……”

Mouth so tight.

Hearing Chi Yao’s gradually lengthening breathing, it was impossible for Jing Xi not to feel disappointed.

Should he not have entangled on this issue for so long?

Both were adult alphas, especially with Chi Yao’s flashy personality plus a face that could charm all omegas, having had a few lovers was normal.

Reason thought so, but emotionally he was scratching his heart wanting to know.

Who exactly possessed his Yao Yao in the time he didn’t know?

After Jing Xi fell asleep, the dead drunk Chi Yao opened his eyes.

He carefully tucked the quilt for Jing Xi.

Maybe considering he didn’t like turning on the thermostat, the room was a bit cold, but inside the quilt was very warm.

“Want to trick words out of me?” Chi Yao looked at Jing Xi’s sleeping face, smiling silently. “Shouldn’t you ask this kind of thing when I’m sober?”

After speaking, he felt he had no qualification to say this.

—Want to see the same starry sky with you.

“Fuck.”

Recalling this sentence he said, Chi Yao cursed low, his face a bit unnatural.

Such cheesy words, how could he say them without being drunk?