Chapter 2 The Same Sweetness as You
After uttering those shameful lines in a pretentious manner, Shen Jin felt as if his entire body had been hollowed out, instantly becoming a deflated balloon.
He grew up in an orphanage, relying on his younger sister for companionship. In junior high school, he foolishly worked to earn money for others. In high school, he also fell behind in his studies because he was busy working for others, and ended up getting into an insignificant and expensive university.
So she graduated after two years, wanting to earn more money for her younger sister's schooling. However, this year she was diagnosed with a health condition that requires about 100,000 yuan in medical expenses.
For Shen Jin, even ten thousand was difficult, let alone one hundred thousand.
Therefore, he chose a dishonest deal: he planned to seduce Yan Yu, sleep with him for one night, and get 100,000 yuan.
Now, however, he was tiptoeing and stumbling, which made Shen Jin somewhat disheartened, feeling that his efforts were mostly in vain. He was so embarrassed that he didn't dare to look at Yan Yu again, afraid that his clumsy performance would be ridiculed by him. He could only silently lower his head and drink a few sips of his cocktail.
Long, slender fingers tapped lightly twice on the bar counter in front of him, accompanied by a man's husky, sexy voice from above, tinged with a faint smile: "The drinks are all gone, the glasses are empty."
Shen Jin raised his head and saw Yan Yu's beautiful peach blossom eyes, which were very deep and whose irises absorbed the colorful light around them, like the vast starry sky.
It's gorgeous.
Shen Jin couldn't help but stare at him blankly.
Yan Yu seemed to enjoy being stared at like that, but still chuckled and teased, "You just said you'd buy me a drink, but now you're not saying anything?"
Shen Jin realized what was happening and felt a little embarrassed: "No, I..."
"Hmm?" Yan Yu raised an eyebrow and smiled slightly. "Are you not going to invite me? You're not keeping your word."
"No, no," Shen Jin quickly shook his head, his previous dejected mood instantly dissipating. Feeling there was still a chance, he hurriedly nodded, "Please! That's...you keep your word!"
“Okay,” Yan Yu said lazily, placing his hands on the bar. His smile deepened in his peach blossom eyes, and the corners of his lips curved into an indescribably alluring shape. Then, his gaze swept over the red wines, and he said slowly, “Then give me a glass of Château Lafite Rothschild red wine.”
Shen Jin didn't know the names of these wines either, so he could only look at them as he was told. In that instant, Shen Jin felt like he was about to stop breathing—
Château Lafite Rothschild red wine: ¥6000/glass
Chen Jin: "???!!"
What a joke!
In his anxiety, Shen Jin suddenly grabbed Yan Yu's hand and stammered, "Wait!! That, that... the wine doesn't taste good!! It tastes terrible!"
Yan Yu glanced down at the hand that was gripping his, his eyes narrowing almost imperceptibly, and smiled without saying a word. Because he was good at reading people, he naturally knew that the young man in front of him did not come from a wealthy family.
The reason he ordered that 6,000 yuan glass of wine was not because it tasted good or because he wanted to drink it; it was just to tease him.
"Is it not good? I quite like it though, maybe it's just a matter of taste." Yan Yu chuckled softly, his gaze fixed on him as if trying to draw him in, his voice tinged with amusement, "Then can you recommend one that tastes good?"
Just as Shen Jin was blinded by the price of six thousand, he heard him say this and immediately exclaimed excitedly, "Chicken...chicken!"
Yan Yu: "..."
"No!" Shen Jin blushed, almost biting his tongue, and quickly explained his damned slip of the tongue, "It's chicken, cocktail!"
Yan Yu: "..."
As soon as he finished talking about cocktails, Shen Jin ignored Yan Yu's reaction, fearing that he might change his mind and order some six-thousand-yuan wine later, and quickly told the bartender, "Two cocktails! Just two! Twenty yuan a glass!"
Yan Yu: "..."
Honey, you're kidding me.
President Yan, who had never drunk a cocktail that cost twenty yuan a cup before, found it a bit unbelievable, but also a bit novel. Then he smiled and said, "Alright."
Since you're so good-looking, I'll forgive you for treating Mr. Yan to a cocktail that costs twenty yuan a glass.
At such close range, Shen Jin could smell the faint fragrance emanating from Yan Yu, which made him even more nervous. He wanted to talk to him, but since they were not of the same social standing, he was afraid of saying too much and making a mistake.
However, just as he was feeling awkward and unsure of what to do, Yan Yu smiled slightly and said with great gentlemanly manner, "My name is Yan Yu, what's your name?"
Shen Jin was taken aback, still extremely nervous. He quickly concealed his expression and said respectfully, "Shen... Shen Jin."
In a place like this, where the main purpose is to seduce men, I originally wanted to just give a fake name, but my mind went blank for a moment and I blurted it out without thinking.
“Chen Jin…Chen Jin, the Jin of ashes, right?” Yan Yu repeated the name over and over, praising it without reservation, “It sounds quite nice.”
Shen Jin politely replied, "...Thank you."
"Are you 22 yet?" Yan Yu asked with a smile, feeling that his pure black hair looked quite soft, and couldn't help but reach out and touch it. Seeing his somewhat dazed reaction, he smiled and said, "Are you still in college? What are you doing in a place like this?"
Shen Jin stiffened at Yan Yu's affectionate head pat, instinctively shrinking away to create distance, but unexpectedly Yan Yu hooked his neck and half-pulled him into his arms, saying with a half-smile, "What? Afraid of me?"
"..." The face so close to his made Shen Jin speechless for a moment, his breathing becoming labored. "No..."
"You're really funny." Yan Yu said with a cryptic smile, took the cocktail the bartender handed him, took a sip, and smiled at him, "Your cocktail is ready."
Shen Jin hurriedly took the cocktail and took a sip. He lowered his eyes slightly, but couldn't help but steal a glance at Yan Yu's face. He happened to meet Yan Yu's amused gaze and quickly lowered his head.
"Uh..." Shen Jin straightened up instantly, looking down blankly at the hand that had silently touched his waist. His body tensed up instantly, and he froze.
Yan Yu, who was touching his waist, ignored him completely, then took a sip of his drink, clinked glasses with him, and laughed, "Guess what flavor this cocktail I'm drinking is?"
As he spoke, his hand lingered on Shen Jin's waist, caressing it intimately, feeling the soft, slender waist, reluctant to let go, quite satisfied.
Shen Jin shuddered all over from the touch, too afraid to move. He felt a tingling sensation all over his body from the caress, and, being led by the nose, whispered, "What does it smell like..."
"Sweetness," Yan Yu said with a half-smile, his eyes narrowed. He gently pinched the man's waist, then held him firmly as he trembled slightly. He smiled and leaned in to lick the man's ear, his faint scent of alcohol and his sexy voice whispering in his ear, "Sweetness just like you."
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