Chapter 32: Fox "Runaway"

"Why are you running in such a hurry?" Jiang Yanyu put his arm around Luo Qinglin's waist and asked with a frown.

Jiang Yanyu was wearing a neatly tailored suit. His plump and rosy lips moved, and the sound seemed to have reverberation. To Luo Qinglin's ears, it sounded like a devil's sound, confusing his mind.

The frightened mood gradually calmed down, and the bitterness of being interrupted began to take over. Luo Qinglin even felt that the past ten days without seeing each other were more painful to him than the seven years he had missed.

Luo Qinglin stared at Jiang Yanyu's face with his eyes wide open, not blinking, and said hesitantly: "Why... are you here?"

"Of course I'm here to check if there's anyone suspicious in Mr. Luo's room." Jiang Yanyu said with a cold snort.

After she finished speaking, before Luo Qinglin could stop her, Jiang Yanyu pulled out a room card from her handkerchief bag, placed it on the sensor and swiped the door open.

The door was pulled open from the inside before it was locked.

Si Moyu was no longer half naked, but wearing a bathrobe. He half leaned against the door frame, stared at Jiang Yanyu and asked provocatively: "Brother Luo, who is he?"

Although he was speaking to Luo Qinglin, his gaze was on Jiang Yanyu.

"he......"

"Shh!"

Luo Qinglin wanted to explain, but was interrupted by Jiang Yanyu's booing.

Jiang Yanyu looked Si Moyu up and down, and sneered disdainfully, "Mr. Si, you are not trying to take my boyfriend away just because I stole your cheese stick endorsement, are you taking revenge on me?"

Mint cheese sticks? Is Si Moyu the cousin of the brand manager? !

Luo Qinglin's eyes suddenly changed when he looked at Si Moyu. He no longer regarded him as a spoiled and naive child.

"Who do you think you are?" Si Moyu frowned. "What does my liking for Brother Luo have to do with you?"

"You like Qinglin? Impossible!" Jiang Yanyu said with a smirk, "You must like me, otherwise why would you use such a despicable method to deliberately attract my attention?"

"......"

Having never seen such a shameless Puxin gay, Si Moyu stood there in a daze, unable to think of a word to fight back, "You, you you you!"

"I know you like me," Jiang Yanyu put his arm around Luo Qinglin's shoulders, led him to the elevator, turned around and said with a smile, "But I already have someone in my heart, so just give up, you don't have a chance."

"Who likes you? I fucking like Luo Qinglin!"

The elevator door gradually closed, blocking out Si Moyu's roar.

The elevator began to move upward, heading to the top floor, with the sound of gears clacking.

Jiang Yanyu loosened his arms around Luo Qinglin, took a step forward without saying a word, and stood away from Luo Qinglin.

The dullness was like wine with the cork opened, evaporating continuously into the air until it filled the entire elevator, occupying every inch of space.

Luo Qinglin took a step back silently, leaned half of his body against the inner wall of the elevator, and quietly looked at Jiang Yanyu's back.

The cold white light poured down from above, making the hair oil on Jiang Yanyu's head shiny and reflective.

Looking down, he saw broad shoulders and a thick back, a slender waist and long legs. The exquisitely tailored suit seemed to be tailor-made for him, perfectly setting off Jiang Yanyu's inverted triangle figure.

Luo Qinglin retracted his gaze, moving his eyes from the heels of Jiang Yanyu's hand-made calfskin shoes to his own white canvas shoes that were covered in yellow sand.

The space in the elevator is not big. Even though the distance between us is less than one meter, we can touch each other by stretching out our hands.

But Luo Qinglin felt that this one meter was longer than a hundred meters. There was a long river in between. Half of the river was Jiang Yanyu's glory, and the other half was his inferiority.

"Why are you here?"

"Why is he in your room?"

When the elevator was halfway up, the cork was put back in place, the leaked silence was blocked, and the two asked at the same time.

Without giving Luo Qinglin a chance to speak first, Jiang Yanyu sarcastically said, "If you don't come now, do you have to wait until he eats you up and you two live together before I come?"

"I ran out the door as soon as I saw him. I didn't want to have anything to do with him."

After the brief explanation, Luo Qinglin no longer asked why Jiang Yanyu came. He just looked at the white light on the top of the wall wearily without saying a word.

In the second half of the elevator's ascent, the only sound left was the sound of the cable gears operating.

bite! The F36 arrived soon.

"Mr. Jiang, Mr. Luo."

As soon as the elevator door opened, several hotel staff members bowed humbly to greet the distinguished guest and took Jiang Yanyu to the suite.

Luo Qinglin lowered his head slightly, staring at the exotic patterns on the carpet, and followed Jiang Yanyu's steps, moving forward like a zombie.

There were also service staff standing in front of the suite. A man and a woman opened the door respectfully and after asking Jiang Yanyu about his needs many times, they closed the door quietly and left.

Once the door was closed and the enthusiastic inquiries from the service staff were gone, the suite became quiet and deserted.

The penthouse suite is quite large and is exquisitely decorated. The mirrors and walls were filled with delicate Rococo-style carvings. The crystal chandelier on the ceiling was turned on, scattering warm light and casting light marks on the light pink walls.

After entering the door, Jiang Yanyu did not look back, nor did he speak to Luo Qinglin. He walked to the sofa in front of the floor-to-ceiling window and sat down.

The murals everywhere are colorful, but the atmosphere between people is depressing and dull. Even the bright lights can't warm up the cold atmosphere.

Luo Qinglin looked at Jiang Yanyu's back in the light and stood at the door for a long time.

The silence lasted too long, and even the confusion I felt when I first entered the luxury suite gradually turned into depression in the silence.

"I'm going to take a shower." Luo Qinglin said this to himself and walked hurriedly to the right.

Before they had taken a few steps, Jiang Yanyu reminded them, "The bathroom is on the left."

"Okay, thank you." Luo Qinglin thanked him politely and turned around and walked to the left.

After turning left and right several times and opening door after door, Luo Qinglin finally found the bathroom hidden deep in the suite.

The warm water rushed down from the top of his head, but it did not soothe Luo Qinglin's tense nerves as usual. Instead, it added fuel to the fire, making the depression in his heart even worse.

Luo Qinglin moved the shower head to the left, lowered the water temperature, and let the cold water rush down.

When the depression surging in his heart was frozen by the cold water and no longer dissipated, Luo Qinglin turned off the faucet, pulled off the bathrobe outside the shower room and put it on.

I pushed open the bathroom door and found that all the lights outside had been turned off. It was dark all around, with only a few slivers of moonlight pouring in from the windowsill.

Luo Qinglin stood there, waiting for his eyes to adjust to the dark night before he slowly walked towards the meeting room in the suite. When you step on the carpet with cashmere slippers, there is no thudding sound, only the rustling sound of the soles rubbing against the plush.

Following the moonlight, when he reached the floor-to-ceiling window, Luo Qinglin realized that there was no one sitting on the sofa.

With a slight sigh, Luo Qinglin turned around weakly, walked to the window, and looked at the night view of the Gobi Desert.

Outside the window is not the bright neon lights of the city, but an endless expanse of yellow sand. Many small commercial shops and private villas are scattered around, like bright little stars falling into the desert.

Boom!

A huge force came from behind, knocking Luo Qinglin, who was concentrating on watching the night view, straight into the floor-to-ceiling window.

My chin suddenly jerked forward, but the expected severe pain did not come because a large, soft palm covered my jaw.

With his hands tied behind his back at his coccyx, Luo Qinglin did not struggle but leaned obediently against the glass window.

"Lin Han, Si Moyu, and those male models. Do you know why there are always so many people pestering you?" Jiang Yanyu bent down and asked in his ear.

Luo Qinglin didn't say anything, but leaned his head against the cold glass, waiting for Jiang Yanyu to answer his own questions.

"Because you are too gentle to them and never know what restraint is." Jiang Yanyu said gritting his teeth.

The hot air exhaled from the lips misted the glass, making the night scene outside the window blurry.

Luo Qinglin closed his eyes and whispered back, "I understand. I will change."

"I'm not asking you to change!" Jiang Yanyu suddenly raised his voice, "What do you think I like about you? I'm just like them, I also covet your gentleness."

The force between his wrists suddenly increased, pressing hard against the spine, making it difficult for Luo Qinglin to breathe.

Jiang Yanyu asked with a trembling anger: "Luo Qinglin, tell me, why are you so gentle to them, but so cold to me!"

The author has something to say:

Jiang Yanyu: After working hard for more than half a month, I still have to be treated coldly by my wife when I come back 555 (wiping tears + squinting and peeking)

Luo Qinglin: I advise you not to turn the tables!