Chapter 34: The Rival Always Wants to Taste Him Again [34]

Chapter 34: His Nemesis Can't Stop Wanting to Taste Him Again "34"

Shi Mo: "...?"

Did he just get teased back?

Shi Mo glanced at Ye Qi, who looked calm as ever, but the tips of his ears were still red.

He must be imagining things...

There's no way Ye Qi would say something like that on purpose, right?

Shi Mo kept his face neutral and pushed the thought aside, then followed Ye Qi to his place anyway.

The moment they walked in, Ye Qi tossed his suit jacket aside, muttering about the heat while yanking off his tie and undoing his shirt buttons.

Ye Qi casually popped open three buttons and rolled up his sleeves, showing off his lean, muscular forearms.

Out of the corner of his eye, Ye Qi watched Shi Mo's reaction. When Shi Mo's gaze didn't linger, a flash of disappointment crossed his eyes, but he hid it fast.

"It's kinda hot today. Why don't you take your jacket off too?"

He reached out to Shi Mo as he spoke, offering to help him out of his coat.

The second Shi Mo walked in, he could tell it was warmer inside than outside.

There's no way Ye Qi didn't do that on purpose.

Even so, Shi Mo didn't call Ye Qi out on his little trick.

He just let Ye Qi take his jacket off, and Ye Qi's hand grazed his waist like it was an accident.

Shi Mo: "..."

Even when he's trying to get a rise out of me, he only uses sneaky little moves. Guess what he said in the elevator was just talk after all.

"Sit on the couch for a sec. I'll go make you something to eat."

Ears still red, Ye Qi hung up Shi Mo's jacket and hurried off to the kitchen.

Shi Mo caught the shy look on his face and raised an eyebrow.

They'd already done the most intimate stuff together more times than he could count.

This guy had even had the nerve to plant a bunch of cameras in Shi Mo's place.

He'd even sneak into Shi Mo's bed while he was asleep and get up to all kinds of things.

But now, just acting normal around each other, and he's getting all shy?

Just a little touch gets him this worked up. Wonder what'd happen if Shi Mo actually kissed him...

Shi Mo got curious, so instead of sitting down like Ye Qi said, he followed him into the kitchen:

"I'll give you a hand."

He said with a grin, standing behind Ye Qi to tie his apron, then wrapped his arms around his waist and rested his chin on his shoulder.

They were pressed together so close it was almost intimate—Ye Qi was basically wrapped up in Shi Mo's arms.

Shi Mo could feel Ye Qi's breath getting heavier, his heart starting to race.

But Shi Mo acted like he didn't notice, and let out a soft sigh right by Ye Qi's ear:

"What should we do, Young Master Ye? I'm suddenly thinking you might taste pretty good too..."

Ye Qi's whole body went stiff. His throat bobbed, and his eyes darkened with something unreadable.

He couldn't tell if Shi Mo actually meant it, or if he was just messing with him on purpose.

Ye Qi dropped his gaze, trying to hide the craziness brewing behind his eyes.

He figured it was probably the latter. But even knowing Shi Mo was just teasing, he couldn't stop his heart from pounding.

He couldn't help but want to scoop Shi Mo up right then and set him on the counter.

Then use everything he had to make Shi Mo look even more beautiful.

And then, he could take his time tasting him...

The more Ye Qi thought about it, the faster his heart raced.

Just then, something soft brushed against his cheek, snapping him out of it.

Shi Mo kissed him!

That hit Ye Qi like a truck—he froze for a second, then pure joy flooded through him!

He whipped his head around to stare at Shi Mo, who just smiled and said:

"Young Master Ye doesn't taste half bad~"

"Didn't you say you were gonna cook for me? What are you standing around for?"

With that, Shi Mo let go of Ye Qi and looked over at the ingredients Ye Qi had set out.

He acted so casual, like he hadn't just kissed Ye Qi's cheek while holding onto his waist.

Ye Qi's hands, still hanging at his sides, clenched a little.

So it really was just to mess with him?

But if getting teased meant Shi Mo would kiss him more, then he was totally fine with being teased all the time.

Shi Mo loved to eat, but he wasn't exactly great at cooking.

At best, his cooking was edible—and that was being generous.

Shi Mo didn't care one bit, and he'd never had any intention of actually learning.

After all, no matter what world he was in, he never ran out of money, and there was always someone willing to cook for him.

Why would he bother doing something himself that he wasn't even good at?

Out of everyone he'd met so far, Ye Qi was definitely the one who suited his taste the best.

"You don't mind me watching you cook, do you, Young Master Ye?"

Shi Mo asked with a smile, "I can help you with the prep work."

Ye Qi didn't refuse, but he didn't give Shi Mo anything to do either.

He simply took a small dessert from the fridge, grabbed a chair, and made Shi Mo sit obediently to the side and watch.

Looking at Shi Mo, who had let himself be arranged and sat there so obediently.

Ye Qi's brows curved slightly, a smile spreading in his eyes as he spoke in a gentle tone:

"Just you sitting here watching is the biggest help you could give me."

As he spoke, he casually ruffled Shi Mo's hair, tousling the soft, ink-black locks into a slight mess.

Shi Mo held the little cake Ye Qi had given him, tilting his head up to look at him, pressing his lips together briefly before indulging him in all his actions.

He wasn't angry about it, after all, he hadn't come to the kitchen to actually help Ye Qi cook.

Shi Mo's lips curved up slightly, and then he pulled 447 out of his system space.

[Alright, Xiao Qi, take a break and unwind for now.]

[Help me record the steps and measurements Ye Qi uses when he cooks. I don't want to go without food this good in the next world.]

Shi Mo bit down on the little spoon, the sweetness of the cream and the fragrance of fruit melting on his tongue.

The jam inside was probably homemade by Ye Qi—it tasted different from what he'd had before, but he really liked it.

[Got it! Xiao Momo, don't worry, I'm a system—I've got this!]

447 did a somersault in the air, its fluffy body wiggling.

Hearing Shi Mo's words, it let out a cheerful chirp.

Then it flew over to Ye Qi's side, circling around him, recording every single step.

Shi Mo watched Ye Qi bustling about in a pink-and-white apron printed with cat paws, and soon the aroma of cooking reached him, making him squint involuntarily.

Mmm...

Just the smell alone made it seem like it would taste amazing.

Shi Mo opened his eyes, looking at Ye Qi's profile, at the way his brows held a smile.

For a split second, Shi Mo suddenly felt that if things could just stay like this, it wouldn't be so bad.

But it was only a moment—he quickly pushed the thought aside.

As 447 had reminded him before, to this world, he was just a passing stranger.

Even theoretically, once he completed his mission and dealt with Lin Ran, he would have to leave this world and move on to the next one.

After all, the villain of this world was destined to be forced to go abroad in the end.

At that point, he'd just find an excuse to go abroad, arrange an accident—whether a plane crash or a robbery—and then he could head to the next world.

But then...