Possessive Madman Coaxes Him With a Hand on His Waist! The Cold-Hearted Host Starts to Feel Something - Chapter 66

Zhou Ci noticed the strange shift in Li Cheng’s gaze—scrutinizing, cautious, as though the boy’s eyes were quietly stripping away his defenses.

His expression hardened, sharp and predatory, like a hunter contemplating the best way to devour its prey.

He was about to speak when the young man’s sudden movement made his body stiffen slightly.

Li Cheng tugged lightly at the hem of Zhou Ci’s coat, his eyes gleaming with the soft shimmer of moonlight.

It’s Yan Jin…

He had thought it would take forever to see him again. That aching sense of loss—suddenly restored—made Li Cheng’s eyes sting faintly at the corners.

The brightness in his gaze deepened into a warm, rose-colored glow.

【Ahhhh Fox Host! It’s the heart-binding mark!!!】
【Waaah! Fox Host can finally stop being sad!】
【A bond that endures across lifetimes—it’s real!】

Zhou Ci froze at the unexpected closeness. The boy in his arms was soft, faintly scented, and unbearably warm.

The doctor standing nearby couldn’t hide his shock. His hands trembled as he instinctively took a step back.

He had never seen anyone dare to touch Zhou Ci like this.

In the highest ranks of the Weapon Research Center of the Illusory Realm, everyone treated Zhou Ci with reverence and fear—terrified of offending him.

After all, Zhou Ci didn’t just kill demons and beasts.
He killed people.

He was an executioner devoid of compassion.

Yet this young man was hugging him.

The doctor felt a chill crawl up his spine.

He’s doomed, the man thought.

Zhou Ci was notorious for his aversion to physical contact. His obsession with cleanliness was the stuff of legend.

Li Cheng could feel the man’s body stiffen, but he didn’t release him.

Then a cool, steady voice spoke above his head.

“What’s this? I thought you didn’t want to marry me.”

“Now you’re throwing yourself into my arms? What exactly does that mean?”

Zhou Ci straightened, stepping back as he tugged at his collar, his expression unreadable.

Li Cheng lifted his hands, long and slender fingers moving in practiced sign language. “Do you like me? Is that why you want to marry me?”

A faint smirk tugged at Zhou Ci’s lips. His eyes studied Li Cheng carefully.

Like him?

This mute was terrifyingly naïve.

“Like you? Of course I do.” His voice was low, velvety, but the disdain hidden beneath the surface was unmistakable—Li Cheng could hear the calculation behind the words.

My wife is lying to me again, he thought bitterly. And wants to dissect me on top of it. How troublesome.

【How many times must I say it? He’s your husband.】
Li Cheng: Don’t remind me. I said he’s my wife, so he’s my wife. In this world, I’m getting some meat this time.
【Stop being delusional, Fox Host.】

Li Cheng ignored A-Keng’s voice. His red-tinted eyes lifted to meet Zhou Ci’s again, soft yet determined.

His fingers moved gently through the air: “Do you really like me?”

“Of course.” Zhou Ci’s gaze lowered, his lips curving faintly.

He picked up the marriage agreement from the desk and tossed it toward Li Cheng. “Marry me, and I’ll protect you. You have no reason to refuse.”

Li Cheng took the paper, pretending to be an innocent, fragile little thing—wide-eyed, almost pitiful. “Will you be good to me?”

Zhou Ci let out a low, dismissive laugh. “As long as you behave, I’ll be very good to you.”

Li Cheng signed the agreement neatly and placed it back on the desk.

Then he used his hands again, his expression obedient yet trembling with emotion. “I’m willing to marry you. I’ll be good.”

Given how far things had gone—and the world’s particular laws—if Zhou Ci wanted a contract marriage, Li Cheng knew exactly how to make it happen.

And really, it wasn’t such a problem.

He was his wife, after all. Marriage was just a formality.

【Fox Host, Zhou Ci doesn’t love you yet. His heart-binding mark hasn’t even awakened its first tail.】
【You must hide your identity at all times. If he confirms you’re half-demon, he will cut you open.】

Li Cheng: I know.

He was just about to cross one leg over the other when—

【Ahhhh! Fox Host! Please stay in character!】

Li Cheng froze mid-motion, then quickly tucked his leg back down and sat up straight, even brushing his hair nervously.

Zhou Ci’s brow furrowed slightly, then eased when Li Cheng obediently sat still.

He picked up the signed agreement, the corners of his lips curving faintly upward.

The perfection of this experimental subject excited him more than he cared to admit.

Yesterday, he had seen this boy bite a wolf demon to death—then faint like a frightened child.

When those blood-red eyes had reopened, they’d been perfectly normal again.

Now, looking into those clear, foxy eyes, he could hardly believe such purity could hide that kind of savagery.

Was he pretending?

Or did he truly not know he was half-demon?

Hmph.

So naïve it was almost funny.

“We’ll register first,” Zhou Ci said casually. “I prefer simple things. But if you insist, I can arrange a ceremony later.”

He paused. “Not too soon, though.”

Li Cheng grumbled silently. Of course not soon. You never planned to treat me as your partner.

He could already imagine it—once they married, Zhou Ci would use every possible method to force him into revealing his true nature.

Li Cheng lowered his gaze, hiding the glint in his eyes behind long lashes, then nodded sweetly.

“Let’s go.” Zhou Ci turned toward the door with the papers in hand.

“Where to?”

“To register the marriage.”

With that, he walked out.

Li Cheng stood and followed.

They went together to the Marriage Registry of the Illusory Realm.

Their registration photo was taken on the spot—Zhou Ci’s expression cold as midnight water, while Li Cheng smiled bright as the sun.

The stark contrast between the two was almost dazzling.

“Are you really that happy to marry me?” Zhou Ci asked, glancing at the photo.

Li Cheng looked at him for a moment, then nodded softly.

Then, lowering his head, he suddenly lifted it again—eyes flickering with courage—and leaned forward to kiss Zhou Ci lightly on the cheek.