Captured By The Cold Detective (BL)-Chapter 84: Must Be Wrong

The culprit of the tampering, Mu Yuze, was currently walking out of the police bureau in large strides. The night breeze felt soothing as it caressed his hair. He tightened the jacket around his body, purely because he did not want it to slip off. 𝗳𝚛𝗲𝕖𝚠𝚎𝚋𝗻𝗼𝕧𝗲𝐥.𝚌𝚘𝐦

When he got near the black Ferrari, he subconsciously halted in his tracks. He had not turned off the car engine when he went down to drop the recorder off and hence, he could easily discern the silhouette of the sleeping He Juan through the window. Mu Yuze could not help but fall in a daze.

This kind of routine was actually very familiar and nostalgic for him. That year, he had no idea how many times he had secretly watched this man when he was sleeping. After all, He Juan had always been very alert, it was like he had a pair of eyes on the back of his head. The only time when Mu Yuze could stare at him to his heart’s content without fearing that he would be called out, was only when he was asleep...

He only snapped back to his senses when a young cop came to inquire cautiously because Mu Yuze had been standing in place for quite some time. Waving the cop away, Mu Yuze finally strode toward the car and slowly slipped into the driver seat.

Juan-gege must be so tired. He did not even show any signs of rousing when Mu Yuze walked out and then came back again.

Earlier, Mu Yuze had thought to exchange the car back to the one he had driven before the operation simply because driving a Ferrari was too damn eye-catching.

However, when he saw how peaceful He Juan’s sleep was, he could not bear to wake the man up. Fortunately, Kang Guanyu’s acquaintance was very generous and kindly lent the car to him for the night. It was also fortunate that it was the wee hours in the morning now, otherwise there would be so many inquisitive eyes if an officer were to drive a sports car into the Bureau.

After all, an officer’s salary was just that much. Owning an expensive car called for suspicion; either you were a young master coming out to enjoy the harsh reality of life or you had secretly received bribes. The former would cause your position to be awkward as everyone would not dare to offend you, while the latter would cause you to be invited to the Director’s office for tea. None was very pleasant to go through.

Mu Yuze stared at He Juan’s side profile for one long moment, tracing after the curve of his eyebrows, each strand of his lashes, the charming slope of his nose, as well as his thin lips which were slightly parted. It used to be his most favorite thing to do. He simply could not get enough of it no matter how much time passed.

Now, he had an additional thing to mold and save into his memory. It was the long scar across He Juan’s forehead. Just looking at it, he could already tell how severe the wound was at that time. He had not seen the Alpha undress before, but he was sure that underneath the clothes, the scars carved into that body of his must be numerous as well...

Mu Yuze’s throat tightened and he withdrew his gaze in lieu of driving the car out of the Bureau. His speed was neither fast nor slow, it was only moderate and enough to keep He Juan comfortable.

Around an hour later, the car stopped in front of his house, but He Juan was still soundly asleep. This time, Mu Yuze had to steel himself to be hard-hearted otherwise it would definitely be very uncomfortable if He Juan were to sleep in the car all night long.

Biting his lower lip, he finally reached out to shake the Alpha’s shoulders, his voice was low when he uttered, "Juan-gege, we have arrived. Wake up."

He Juan mumbled something under his breath, smacked his lips and went back to sleep.

Mu Yuze paused. "...He Juan."

No response either.

This time, he stretched his upper body forward and whispered into He Juan’s ear, "Alpha."

The effect was immediate. He Juan sucked in a sharp breath and his entire body tensed. Even before his mind could register what was going on, his instinct had already prompted him to hook an arm around Mu Yuze’s waist, pulling him in until the omega stumbled into his arms. Only when He Juan felt his chest congested due to the solid weight pressing down on him did he finally open his eyes, still dazed and disoriented.

Mu Yuze’s gorgeous face filled his entire line of vision.

The sight was simply so beautiful as if the man had walked out straight of his most delightful dream. How could this be reality? He Juan must be dreaming right now. With a hum, he leaned in and licked the tip of Mu Yuze’s nose, and his voice rang out slightly husky, "Say it again...?"

He did not get the response he wanted. The Mu Yuze in front of him was stunned with a shocked look on his face. He Juan did not think much and continued to lick his way along Mu Yuze’s beautiful cheek and took a chomp out of his cute earlobe, nibbling. "Xiao Ze, what did you just call me? Hmm?"

As he spoke, he let out a strand of pheromones to wrap around Mu Yuze’s body, caressing and teasing his bare skin akin to a lover’s teasing and tender touch.

It took Mu Yuze a few seconds to choke out, his cheeks flushing. "...Alpha!"

"Oh..." He Juan could not help but close his eyes to savor how intoxicating that one word was. A satisfied growl rumbled from his chest. The muscles in his entire body grew taut and a certain part of his lower body woke up in interest. The thrill coursing through his body was so vivid and realistic that he began to doubt himself for the first time.

He Juan’s sleep-addled mind sobered up a bit and he paused. Wait a moment. Right now... was he dreaming or not?

The enticing curve of Mu Yuze’s waist under his palm, the omega’s rapid breathing beside his ear, and also the slight pain of his cock straining within the confine of his pants... all of them told He Juan that he was not dreaming! Oh God! He... What had he done?!

Mu Yuze keenly caught the moment when He Juan’s breath stuttered and clarity returned to his silver eyes. Gritting his teeth, he asked in a mildly resentful tone, "Have you sobered up yet?"

"Xiao Ze, I— oh!" He Juan had just intended to explain how he did not do it on purpose when Mu Yuze suddenly reached out to cup the bulging part between He Juan’s thighs. With his bare hand.

He Juan jerked violently, his eyes flew wide in shock and disbelief. He gasped as if the breath was punched out of his lungs. Oh God, Mu Yuze... Mu Yuze was touching his shaft through the pants... he was...

The dizzying sensation from that one point of contact as well as the sight of Mu Yuze’s slender fingers curling around his erection was too stimulating for He Juan’s fragile heart. It was one straight out of his wildest fantasy. He Juan held his breath sharply. He did not even dare to move or blink for fear that the omega in front of him would suddenly vanish with a poof.

"You haven’t gone through a rut for the past seven years?" The corner of Mu Yuze’s lips hooked into a captivating sneer. "Something must be wrong there. Or else, why do I feel like you’re constantly in rut when you’re with me?"