Chapter 74: Emotions surge, reason collapses

Zhou Ai was pushed by Chu Yi to take a shower, and Chu Yi was left alone in the kitchen to "struggle".

Chu Yi looked at the tutorial on his phone and finally managed to make a steamed Dongxing fish, a plate of stir-fried lettuce and a plate of "failed" sweet and sour pork ribs.

The plate of sweet and sour pork ribs in the middle of the table always struck Chu Yi as somewhat out of place. The sauce was too dark, and the edges even had some ominous burn marks.

Chu Yi's hair was a little messy, and there was some sauce on his forehead that he accidentally touched during the fight.

He looked at the plate of ribs, pursed his lips, and while Zhou Ai was still there, he quietly reached out to move it to the corner.

As soon as his fingers touched the edge of the plate, another bony hand reached out, covered the back of Chu Yi's hand, and pressed the edge of the plate firmly.

Zhou Ai had already taken a shower and changed into a light gray sweatshirt and black casual pants. Her hair was half dry and lay softly on her forehead. Her whole body exuded the refreshing scent of shower gel.

He looked down at Chu Yi's somewhat embarrassed but extremely real face, and his heart was filled with a huge sense of satisfaction and love. He just wondered how his doctor Chu could be so cute.

Zhou Ai smiled, exerted a little force with his hand, took back the plate of "problematic spare ribs", and placed it in the center of the dining table.

"Give it to me. I'll come and see if our teacher Chu's craftsmanship has improved."

Chu Yi looked at the black ribs and felt really embarrassed: "Forget it, eating fish and vegetables should be good too..."

Zhou Ai ignored his struggle, put the plate on the table, stood up, grabbed Chu Yi's wrist, and took him to the bathroom without saying anything.

"Wash your hands before eating." He said it naturally, as if this was the most normal procedure.

Zhou Ai asked Chu Yi to stand in front of the sink, and he stood behind him, almost holding him in his arms.

He reached out and gently untied the laces of Chu Yi's apron on the back, took off the apron stained with oil smoke, and threw it into the dirty clothes basket beside him.

Then, he slowly squeezed some hand sanitizer into Chu Yi's palm, covered it with his big hand, intertwined his fingers, and rubbed out fine and rich foam.

Zhou Ai lowered her head, concentrating on carefully cleaning the gaps between Chu Yi's fingers and the edges of his nails. The warm water washed away the foam, as well as the grease and fatigue that had stained Chu Yi's fingertips.

Chu Yi looked at the scene reflected in the mirror with some amusement - Zhou Ai was washing his hands personally, just like taking care of a kindergarten child.

This feeling was actually very novel to Chu Yi, and it carried a bit of helplessness of being overprotected.

After washing his hands, Zhou Ai wet a towel with hot water and wrung it halfway dry. He turned around, facing Chu Yi, bending slightly to close the distance between them. Then, carefully, he wiped the sauce stains from his cheeks and forehead bit by bit.

"Don't work so hard next time."

Chu Yi enjoyed his meticulous service and subconsciously replied, "It's not hard."

"I feel tired." Zhou Ai interrupted him with a rare serious tone.

He stopped, his hand holding the towel hanging down at his side, his eyes locked with Chu Yi's, "I don't want you to do this for me."

Zhou Ai didn't want to see Chu Yi getting covered in oil and smoke for him, or even looking a little embarrassed.

In his heart——

Dr. Chu should always be clear, elegant and calm.

Chu Yi was slightly startled, then looked up into Zhou Ai's deep eyes. There was no joking, only deep seriousness and care.

My heart suddenly skipped a beat.

Zhou Ai has very long eyelashes, casting a small shadow under the bathroom light. She has a high nose bridge and beautiful lips.

No matter how many times he saw this face, Chu Yi's heart would still be moved.

Chu Yi stood on tiptoe, raised his head, and kissed Zhou Ai on her slightly pursed lips.

Zhou Ai's gaze froze for a moment, and then he looked over even more deeply.

When their eyes met, it seemed as if an invisible electric current was running through the air, and the temperature rose quietly.

Chu Yi's eyes were still staring at Zhou Ai clearly. Before he could fully react, the hand that had just been washed with hot water and still carried the warm moisture and the fragrance of hand soap, gently lifted the hem of Zhou Ai's sweatshirt.

Slightly warm fingertips, followed by warm and soft palms, gently pressed against the tight muscles of Zhou Ai's waist and abdomen.

The sudden soft touch without any barriers made Zhou Ai stiffen all over, and his abdominal muscles tightened uncontrollably in an instant, forming clear lines.

Chu Yi clearly felt the instant tenseness of the muscles under his hands and the burning body temperature.

His eyes were still fixed on Zhou Ai, as if observing his every subtle reaction.

But the hand inside the sweatshirt began to move dishonestly, little by little, slowly moving upwards with temptation and teasing.

His fingertips slid across the tight abdominal muscles, feeling the vital heat and slight vibrations. Finally, the warm palm stopped at Zhou Ai's heart.

Through a thin layer of tissue, the heart under his hand was beating violently and uncontrollably like a drum.

Chu Yi blinked lightly, and a very faint smile appeared at the corner of his lips, but it was enough to make Zhou Ai's mind collapse.

He asked in a low voice, his warm breath brushing Zhou Ai's Adam's apple:

"So… do you want me to do something else for you?"

As soon as Chu Yi finished his words with a hook in them, the last trace of restraint in Zhou Ai's eyes completely broke.

The next second, the world was spinning.

Chu Yi only felt a tightening around his waist, and the whole person was suddenly lifted onto Zhou Ai's shoulder with one hand.

His stomach was pressed against the hard shoulder bones, and he felt a slight sense of suffocation. He screamed subconsciously and grabbed the fabric of Zhou Ai's sweatshirt on the back in vain.

"Zhou Ai!"

Zhou Ai turned a deaf ear to him, holding Chu Yi's waist tightly with his right hand, and strode through the living room and into the bedroom.

Chu Yi was thrown not too gently onto the soft mattress, and the elasticity caused his body to bounce slightly.

Just as he was trying to pull back with his arms, a hot hand accurately grabbed his slender ankle.

The force was not strong, but it was full of absolute control as it suddenly pulled him back.

“Eh—”

Chu Yi was caught off guard and was easily dragged to the edge of the bed.

Shadows descended, Zhou Ai leaned over and kissed him on the lips easily, blocking all the words he had yet to say.

The kiss started out fierce, but became strangely tender midway through.

Zhou Ai seemed to want to savor his taste carefully. She first licked his lips lightly and carefully, outlining them with the tip of her tongue, with endless patience and an almost pious tenderness.

But soon, the suppressed desire broke through the shackles, and the kiss became deeper and heavier.

He pried open the teeth and drove straight in, entangled with Chu Yi's soft S where he had nowhere to escape, greedily absorbing his breath.

In the quiet room, Chu Yi's suppressed Chuanxi sounds were particularly clear, with the sound of wet water, and each strand was like a feather scratching Zhou Ai's nerves.

Zhou Ai held the back of Chu Yi's head firmly with one hand to deepen the kiss, but raised the other hand, and her warm and broad palm tightly covered Chu Yi's eyes, which had already been watery and blurred.

Deprived of vision, other senses are instantly magnified infinitely.

Chu Yi could feel more clearly Zhou Ai's hot breath, scorching skin, and lips and tongue that seemed to carry electricity.

The kiss moved from the slightly swollen lips that were ravaged, along the delicate lines of the chin, all the way to the sensitive earlobe.

Zhou Ai pinched his small earlobe and gently pushed it in, causing Chu Yi to shudder violently.

Then there's the neck, the softest and most fragile area of ​​skin.

Zhou Ai's kiss lingered here, leaving behind wet and hot marks, like a wild beast marking its possessions.

Chu Yi completely softened into a pool of spring water, his rationality drained away, his body felt as if it was not his own, he could only cling weakly to Zhou Ai's shoulders, letting him ignite clusters of flames on his body, his consciousness floating up and down in the tide of love.

Just when he was about to sink completely and be completely swallowed by desire, Zhou Ai's hand that was covering his eyes loosened at the right time.

The sudden light made Chu Yi squint his eyes uncomfortably.

Their eyes met briefly.

Chu Yi's eyes couldn't focus at all, they were covered with a thick layer of mist, the corners of her eyes were red with emotion, and she looked at the man in front of her blankly and helplessly.

However, Zhou Ai's expression was more serious than ever before, and his tense jawline showed that he was restraining something with great willpower.

His eyes were so hot that they seemed to burn people, and there was an almost uncontrollable desire surging in them, but it was firmly locked by something deeper.

He lowered his head and gently kissed Chu Yi's lips, which were already slightly red and swollen and shining with moisture.

He stood up, took a deep breath, bent down, and picked up Chu Yi, who was weak and had a dazed look in his eyes.

Chu Yi subconsciously wrapped his arms around his neck.

Zhou Ai held his hips, let his long legs wrap around her thin waist, and held him steadily like a large pendant, then turned and walked straight to the restaurant.

He gently placed Chu Yi on the chair next to the dining table.

Chu Yi's whole body was still soft, his cheeks were flushed, his eyes were wet, and his lips were slightly swollen from being kissed. He sat obediently on the stool and looked at Zhou Ai.

Zhou Ai's Adam's apple rolled, he looked away, silently picked up Chu Yi's bowl, filled it with rice, then picked up the chopsticks and carefully picked up a few pieces of the most tender meat from the steamed fish belly and a few green lettuce, and carefully placed them on the rice.

After doing all this, he placed the bowl and chopsticks steadily in front of Chu Yi.

Then he strode to the refrigerator, opened the door suddenly, took out a bottle of ice water, unscrewed the lid, tilted his head back and gulped down half of the bottle in one breath.

Zhou Ai leaned against the refrigerator door, closed his eyes, took several deep breaths, and tried to calm the still raging impulse in his body.

Only when he felt that the beast that was about to break out of the cage was temporarily calmed down did Zhou Ai take the bottle of ice water, which was almost empty, walk back to the dining table and sit down directly opposite Chu Yi.

He picked up his own bowl and filled it with rice. His eyes fell on the dish of unattractive sweet and sour pork ribs in the middle. Without hesitation, he picked up the darkest piece, put it into his mouth, and chewed it carefully, as if he was tasting some exquisite delicacy.

During the whole process, neither of them spoke.

The only sounds in the restaurant were the faint sounds of chewing and the heavy breathing that had not yet fully calmed down.

Chu Yi had a faint smile on his lips as he ate the food in the bowl in small bites.

Every time he took a bite, he would raise his head and look at Zhou Ai, who was sitting upright opposite him with a wandering look, not daring to meet his gaze.

Seeing him trying to remain calm as if facing a formidable enemy, Chu Yi's smile deepened a little, like a cat that had successfully stolen some meat, with a bit of cunning and complacency.

Chu Yi deliberately slowed down his chewing movements and asked softly in an extremely innocent and slightly aggrieved tone:

"Teacher Zhou, why are you ignoring me?"

The sound was not loud, but it was like a small hook, accurately scratching Zhou Ai's heart.

Zhou Ai felt that the blood in his body was buzzing, and the anger that had just been barely suppressed by the ice water instantly spread like wildfire again.

His Adam's apple rolled violently, and the knuckles holding the chopsticks turned slightly white due to the force. He didn't dare to look at the person opposite him who was smiling like an elf - that was the source of all his restlessness and loss of control.

However, Dr. Chu, who was seeking death, obviously did not intend to let him go.

My hands were restless just now, and now my feet are restless too.

Under the table, Chu Yi quietly took off his slippers, stretched out his toes, and with a slightly cool body temperature and a tingling itch, he slowly moved up along the loose trouser legs of Zhou Ai's home pants.

First, it brushed against the tense calf muscles, causing a momentary stiffness. Then, it brushed against the patella, causing Zhou Ai's knee to tremble almost imperceptibly.

Then, the restless toes continued to move upwards, with a slow and provocative rhythm, sliding across the thin fabric of the trouser legs, and the toes slid across the firm outer thigh texture...

Finally, the toes stopped at the more sensitive and dangerous inner thigh.

!

Zhou Ai's whole body trembled violently, as if he had been electrocuted.

Meanwhile, on the table, Chu Yi's eyes were still clear and innocent, even a little doubtful, staring at him straight, as if the rebellious foot under the table had nothing to do with him.

“Bang!”

With a crisp sound, Zhou Ai slammed the chopsticks in his hand onto the table with such force that the dishes shook.

He stood up suddenly, and the chair legs made a harsh sound when they rubbed against the floor.

Zhou Ai's face darkened completely, no longer the forced seriousness he had just shown, but now carried a dangerous aura of impending storm.

His eyes were frighteningly dark, surging with desire and aggression that was completely ignited and no longer suppressed.

He walked around the dining table, bent down, put one hand through Chu Yi's knees, and put the other hand around his back, and without saying anything, he picked him up again.

"Why……"

Chu Yi let out a short cry of surprise and subconsciously hugged his neck.

Zhou Ai lowered his head, his gaze fixed on the person in his arms, his voice hoarse from extreme forbearance and desire:

"Chu Yi, you asked for this."

He held the person in his arms and strode towards the bedroom again, his steps fast and steady, with a determination to "settle accounts".

Just now I was thinking that I couldn’t let Chu Yi go hungry, so at least he ate two bites to fill his stomach.

Now……

Go eat the fuck up!

Since someone has the energy to tease him like this, he must not be hungry.

Since he is not hungry, Zhou Ai will start to "snack" himself.

Zhou Ai kicked the bedroom door shut with his heel, blocking out everything outside.

Finally, the faint whimper could not be held back and escaped from the corners of Chu Yi's lips, which were kissed red.

His delicate collarbone was branded with moist and hot marks by Zhou Ai over and over again, like a special medal, blooming on his slightly undulating skin.

The unbearable numbing sensation made him subconsciously want to curl up and step back, but his slender neck stretched out into a more graceful and fragile arc. He leaned backward, his hands weakly supporting his back, barely able to hold on to Zhou Ai's increasingly intense demands.

However, emotions surged and reason collapsed.

In the end, even this last support collapsed.

Chu Yi only felt his waist and limbs become sore, and his arms could no longer bear his own weight, and he fell backwards in exhaustion.

The expected moment of hitting the bed did not come.

Zhou Ai knelt with her legs apart at his waist. The moment she realized that the person under her was about to lose balance, a warm and powerful hand touched his slightly raised shoulder blades, which were tense due to tension, and firmly supported his backward force, bringing him back to her.

The moist palm lingered on the delicate and tender skin on Chu Yi's back.

His fingertips slowly traced the seductive curve from the shoulder blade to the side of the waist, and every touch aroused a slight tremor in Chu Yi.

Finally, the restless fingers stopped at the edge of the waistband, and with a burning temperature, they slowly and methodically began to remove the last thin line of defense.

"Zhou...Zhou Ai..."

All of Chu Yi's whimpers and broken calls were quietly drowned and swallowed by Zhou Ai's deeper kiss.

When lips and teeth intertwine, every breath exchanged seems not to be air, but an extremely indulgent and irresistible sweetness.

As if he was in a rough sea, Chu Yi could only cling tightly to the only piece of driftwood in front of him and completely surrender himself in the dizzying waves.