Chapter 34: Drunk Video Call "Take off your pants and let the old man...
This time when he returned to his hometown, Qi Yu spent most of his time walking and chatting with Grandma Wang, and they went to many places they often visited when they were children.
Halfway through the holiday, Qi Yu bought flowers and paper money and went up the mountain to pay homage to his parents who had passed away many years ago.
They died when Qi Yu was very young, so Qi Yu did not have many coherent memories of his biological parents, mostly just some fragmentary flashbacks.
His parents were buried together. Qi Yu paid someone to take care of his parents' tombstones. When he came back this time, it was obvious that the area around the tomb had been cleaned not long ago. It was spotless and there was not a single weed to be seen.
Qi Yu stayed on the mountain for half a day until it started to rain lightly, then he went down the mountain with an umbrella.
Qi Yu returned to Grandma Wang's house and told her about buying a house in the city.
The result was ruthlessly rejected.
"I can't get used to living in the city. Xiaoyu, don't waste your money."
Grandma Wang waved her hands and spoke sincerely, "My son and daughter took me in a while ago. I stayed there for a few days, and I almost suffocated in the city. They also said they would buy me a house, but I didn't want it, so you don't have to buy me one either."
After much persuasion, Grandma Wang still refused to agree. Qi Yu had to give up the idea of buying a house for the time being, but he still insisted on hiring a caregiver to help take care of her, and the caregiver lived in the old house across the street, which was Qi Yu's family's home.
After returning to the hotel, Qi Yu told Feng Ji what happened today.
The man would call him every night. After he shared his own affairs, Feng Ji would also tell him about the company's latest project changes.
"I have an appointment tomorrow." The man's voice on the other end of the phone was a little annoyed. "You're not here, so I have to go alone."
Qi Yu didn't understand what he meant, so he held his phone and gave him some advice, "You can ask Nan Xing to come with you."
Feng Ji: "? Why did you mention him?"
Qi Yu was puzzled. "Didn't you say you didn't want to be alone? Nanxing can drink a lot, and he's my assistant, so it's very suitable for him to accompany you to the social event on my behalf."
Feng Ji said this just to remind Qi Yu to come back quickly, he didn't really want Liang Nanxing to be with him, so he planned to find a reason to refuse, but Qi Yu said, "Besides, you always get drunk every time you go out for a drink. If I'm not around, taking him with me will just be a good way to take care of him."
Feng Ji shut up.
He almost forgot that he had established a personality in front of Qi Yu that he had a mediocre alcohol tolerance.
Now there is no reason to refuse.
"Okay, I understand." Feng Ji rubbed his eyebrows and agreed.
After chatting for a while, Qi Yu felt sleepy. Listening to the man's breathing in the receiver, she slowly closed her eyes and fell asleep soon after.
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"Xiao Liang, Mr. Feng has a social event tonight and needs you to accompany him."
Liu Yu had just come out of the president's office and brought a message to Liang Nanxing.
Liang Nanxing looked up from his work and was a little surprised to hear this.
Liu Yu smiled and soothed him, "Don't be nervous. You don't need to say anything at the drinking party. Just hold back the alcohol for Mr. Feng and send him back to his car afterward. Before, with Special Assistant Qi here, we weren't responsible for these things. This time, Special Assistant Qi has taken annual leave, and you're his assistant, so the socializing has fallen on you."
After she finished speaking, she added, "Since this task has been entrusted to you, your promotion should be a sure thing. Congratulations."
After delivering the message, Liu Yu returned to his workstation and continued working.
Liang Nanxing picked up the cup and took a sip of coffee, looking at the office door thoughtfully.
He remembered that his senior once said that Mr. Feng’s alcohol tolerance was not bad, but not great either. After every social event, Qi Yu would always go home to take care of him.
Liang Nanxing had doubts about this at the time, and these doubts have not gone away until now.
I was arranged to accompany a social event today, so I can observe her.
Can the president of a large group who has been immersed in the business world for many years really have such a poor alcohol tolerance that he needs a special assistant to take care of him after every drinking party?
There must be something fishy going on here.
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Although Suishan County is not well developed, the local government pays great attention to the comfort of residents and has built a People's Garden in the center of several densely populated residential areas.
There are rockery and green trees, fitness equipment, and old men playing chess together on the stone tables. In the evening, you can see men, women, young and old lined up in formation and dancing square dance on the stone square in the middle.
This place is not far from where Qi Yu went to school when he was a child. It used to be a wasteland littered with garbage, but now it has been used as a leisure area that residents of several nearby communities love to visit.
Qi Yu came to dance square dance with Grandma Wang today, but he didn't know how to dance, so he sat on the stone table beside and watched, waiting for Grandma Wang to dance happily before going back together.
"Xiao Yu, these are the delicious foods my old sisters brought. You can eat whatever you want. If you are thirsty, drink the rice wine brewed by grandma. It's not too strong, so you can just drink it as a beverage. Grandma is out dancing. If you need anything, go to the fourth seat in the third row to find her."
Grandma Wang took a bunch of food and drinks and placed them on the table next to Qi Yu. After giving a few instructions, she went to dance happily.
The square was bustling with activity. The dazzling ethnic music was deafening, and the square dance formations, which had obviously been well-rehearsed, immediately began to dance to the beat.
Qi Yu felt ashamed when he saw the grandmothers in the team who were already gray-haired but still dancing with all their might.
Nowadays, the physical strength of the elderly is much better than that of the young...
Qi Yu had just finished dinner and was not very hungry, so he did not touch the snacks on the table. He picked up the bottle of clear white rice wine, poured a small cup, and sipped it.
Grandma Wang's wine-making skills are beyond reproach. Qi Yu drank a cup and the rice aroma was strong. It was not as spicy as ordinary wine, so he poured himself another cup and took a sip.
As he licked the wine like a cat, his phone on the table vibrated. He picked it up and saw it was a report from the clingy guy.
A clingy person who loves to call people names randomly: [Baby, I have to leave. If I get drunk, can I still video chat with you tonight? (Pathetic)]
Qi Yu put down his wine glass and replied: [If I don't let you hit me, then you won't hit me?]
A clingy person who loves to call people names randomly: [I still need to fight]
Qi Yu: [That’s it.]
Sometimes when he didn't want to answer the phone, Feng Ji would stubbornly keep calling until Qi Yu got fed up and answered the phone.
Although they were living in two different places, Qi Yu found that Feng Ji's enthusiasm had not diminished because they were not together. Instead, he became more and more clingy and wanted to be in touch with him on the phone all the time.
The unconcealable voyeurism that occasionally emanated from the man's tone made Qi Yu tremble with fear.
It is better to loosen than to block. Mr. Feng’s dopamine cooling plan failed as his clinginess became increasingly high.
A clingy person who loves to call people names randomly: [We’re almost there, baby. I’ll message you when we’re done.]
Qi Yu: [I understand. Go ahead.]
The Maybach was driving on the winding overpass, with soothing pure music playing in the car, and no other sounds.
Liang Nanxing sat on the right side of the back seat, and glanced at Feng Ji beside him calmly.
Since getting in the car, the man has been holding his phone, chatting with someone unknown, his expression unspeakably gentle. Every time he receives a reply from the other end of the screen, the smile on his lips becomes more intense.
That look was very familiar. Liang Nanxing often saw it on the faces of his friends or colleagues who were in love.
When they are in love and chatting with their boyfriends or girlfriends, they will show such a happy expression.
But after working in the company for so long, most employees' evaluation of Feng Ji is: he is a bachelor, not interested in women, and his mind is always occupied with work. If nothing unexpected happens, he will probably be accompanied by work until old age.
Now it seems that these rumors should be updated.
Mr. Feng looks like he is no longer in love.
Liang Nanxing was curious about who was the person on the other end of the phone, but he only dared to glance at him out of the corner of his eye. However, as he looked, he suddenly felt that something was wrong.
He just pretended to yawn, tilted his head to the left and glanced.
The avatar of the person chatting with Feng Ji flashed by, but Liang Nanxing felt that he looked particularly familiar.
He didn't know what he was thinking of, and immediately opened his phone, found one of the pinned chat boxes, stared at the person's avatar again and again, and his heart slowly sank to the bottom of the valley.
The person chatting with Feng Ji turned out to be Qi Yu...
Liang Nanxing was shocked, but at the same time, he felt strangely that it was indeed the case.
He remembered the last time Qi Yu wore a high collar on a hot day, his red and swollen lips, and the suddenly ambiguous atmosphere between them.
But according to his understanding of Qi Yu, the other party's daily state is far from the state Feng Ji is showing now.
So there is a high probability that the two people are not in a normal relationship.
But it is Mr. Feng, the so-called bachelor, who is paying for it.
Liang Nanxing felt jealous and angry, but couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.
Even if they are really in a relationship, they can break up, not to mention that these two people have not yet confirmed their relationship.
He and Feng Ji were on the same starting line and could compete fairly.
After thinking for a moment, he sent a message to Qi Yu.
[Senior, Kyoto University is holding its first book exhibition next Saturday. Alumni can also go back to participate. Are you free? I'd like to invite you to go back to our alma mater together. (Maomao Anticipation.jpg)]
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Qi Yu didn't expect Liang Nanxing to suddenly ask him to return to Peking University to participate in an event, but he was not sure about his work arrangements for next week, so he did not agree directly.
After chatting with Liang Nanxing for a few words, he said that he had arrived at the club and would definitely take good care of Mr. Feng for Qi Yu after drinking.
Qi Yu said "OK", put down his phone and continued to sip the rice wine in the cup.
When Grandma Wang came back from dancing, Qi Yu had already finished half the bottle.
"Do you like rice wine?" Grandma Wang smiled as she packed up her things. "When you go back to Beijing, bring back a few bottles and let Xiaofeng try some."
"Okay." Qi Yu responded, took the plastic bag containing the things from Grandma Wang, and walked back with her.
When he got on the online taxi back to the hotel, Qi Yu was still thinking that Grandma Wang had indeed not lied to him. This wine had no alcohol content and was just like a drink.
He checked the time before returning to the hotel to take a shower. The dinner party should be almost over by this time, and he estimated that Feng Ji's message would have arrived by the time he finished his shower.
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As Qi Yu said, the social event was coming to an end. Liang Nanxing went to the bathroom to wash his face. When he returned to the private room of the club, Feng Ji was still clinking glasses with the boss of the cooperative company.
He rubbed his temples, which were dizzy from drinking too much, and sat back in his seat with a smile on his face.
Liang Nanxing had accompanied his boss on social outings at his previous company before. He was a good drinker, and his boss loved to take him along. Liang Nanxing also considered himself a decent drinker, but he hadn't expected to meet his match at this drinking party.
He originally came to block Feng Ji's drinking, but who knew that the assistant from the cooperative company was also a veteran in the workplace. As soon as he found that Feng Ji was about to block the drinking, he would clink glasses with him. Liang Nanxing felt so uncomfortable that he almost vomited.
The cooperation was secured, but he was almost defeated.
Looking up at Feng Ji who was still toasting, Liang Nanxing realized that his alcohol tolerance, which he thought was quite good, was actually far behind the other person's.
When he left the table and went downstairs, not to mention looking after Feng Ji, he almost tripped and fell flat on his face. It was Feng Ji who raised his hand to help him up.
After confirming that Liang Nanxing was standing firmly, Feng Ji let go of his hand. Looking at the man's flushed face from drinking, he said, "Thank you for your hard work tonight. I will ask the Human Resources Department to make you a regular employee the day after tomorrow. Rest at home tomorrow and don't come to the company for now."
Liang Nanxing followed behind him, opened his mouth when he heard the words, and replied after a while: "Thank you, Mr. Feng."
Feng Ji hummed, and after making sure that the car he called was almost here, he walked towards the direction where the driver parked the car. His back looked as steady as a rock, without the slightest bit of shaking from drinking so much.
Looking at the Maybach slowly driving away, Liang Nanxing had only two thoughts in his mind.
First of all, it was worth it for him to drink so hard at night, as he finally got a regular job.
Secondly, there was indeed something fishy about Feng Ji's alcohol tolerance. This wasn't the kind of alcohol tolerance that required close attention. This was clearly the kind of alcohol tolerance that allowed him to drink a thousand cups without getting drunk.
I just don’t know how the senior would feel if he knew that he had been deceived and that his boss had taken advantage of him in the name of being drunk?
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The first thing Qi Yu did when he returned to the hotel was to take a shower.
The room he booked was the best here, with a bathroom equipped with a bathtub, which was cleaned and disinfected every day. However, he had not used it in the past few days since he came back.
For some reason today, he suddenly had the urge to fill the bathtub with water, and Qi Yu leaned against the wall of the bathtub to take a bath.
The hotel provides plenty of hot water, and the water in the bathtub is hotter than normal warm water, just like taking a hot spring bath.
As time went by, the heat in the bathroom continued to gather, and Qi Yu's head began to feel dizzy.
He realized later that his current state of consciousness seemed to be that of being drunk.
The rice wine has a low alcohol content, but it is not non-existent. He drank half a bottle by himself. He was fine at first, but because of the bath, the heat and the alcohol made him suddenly drunk.
However, he still had some sense left. When he realized something was wrong, he quickly climbed out of the bathtub, wiped off the water on his body, opened the bathroom door and walked out.
The air conditioner was on in the room, and the cool air made Qi Yu feel a little more awake.
He had just put on his pajamas when his cell phone, which was thrown alone at the end of the bed, rang.
Qi Yu crawled over and picked up the phone. He squinted his eyes and saw that it was a video call from the clingy guy.
He stared at the other person's profile picture for a long time before he picked up the phone slowly.
As soon as the call was connected, the man's handsome and familiar face appeared on the screen.
"Baby, why didn't you reply to my message just now? Where are you now? Is there anyone else around?"
A series of questions came out of his mouth continuously. Qi Yu held up his phone, obviously confused by the questions. It took him a while to react before he said, "I was just taking a shower..."
Feng Ji came back to his senses after hearing this and saw clearly the face on the screen that he had been thinking about day and night.
Because she had just taken a shower, her originally white face was now beautifully pink, her lips were moist, and her eyelashes were wet and stuck together in clumps.
Her pajamas were loose, and undried water droplets slid down her hair, sliding along her slender white neck, across her straight collarbone, and into the shadow of her neckline.
Feng Ji's blood boiled at this scene, and he whispered, "Baby..."
The sound was a little small. Qi Yu leaned closer to the screen and snorted softly, "Hmm?"
The face got closer, and the man felt a refreshing fragrance coming towards him. He couldn't help but take a deep breath and praised in a hoarse voice, "It smells so good, baby, so beautiful, can you come closer?"
Qi Yu felt dizzy, but he wasn't stupid. Hearing this, he whispered, "You... aren't next to me, so how can you smell it? Even if you're closer, it won't work."
His look and tone made Feng Ji keenly aware that something was wrong. Combining his past experience, he blurted out the answer.
"Baby, have you drunk?"
Qi Yu nodded honestly, holding his phone and leaning against the headboard, "I drank the rice wine brewed by Grandma Wang."
"How much did you drink? Why are you so drunk?" The man narrowed his eyes and scolded in a deep voice, "The last time you went to the bar alone to drink, you were drugged. How dare you drink alone again? Have you forgotten the consequences of drinking secretly?"
Qi Yu was startled by his suddenly fierce tone. He stared at the screen for a long time, feeling a little aggrieved for some reason. Without saying a word, he raised his hand and poked the screen to end the video.
As soon as the video was hung up, the other end called again.
Qi Yu wanted to hang up again, but accidentally clicked the answer button. Looking at Feng Ji's face that appeared on the screen again, he said angrily, "I don't want to see you!"
He was about to hang up the phone again, but Feng Ji's voice of apology came through the receiver, "Don't hang up, I was wrong, baby, I shouldn't have said that to you just now. I drank a lot of wine at a social event tonight, and I feel really bad now. I just want to see you. Don't hang up, okay?"
Hearing this, Qi Yu paused as he was about to hang up the phone and stared at the screen carefully.
Feng Ji's face didn't show any color when he drank, and it was impossible to tell whether he was drunk or not. Qi Yu tried to analyze it from other aspects, but the rice wine had a strong aftereffect. He had a very poor alcohol tolerance to begin with, and his brain was as dull as a rusty machine. He tried to think for a long time, but the only thing that came to his mind was:
Every time Mr. Feng finishes a social event, he needs his care, but he is in his hometown, so Mr. Feng has no one around him now.
"What should we do then?" Qi Yu's occupational disease kicked in, and he asked worriedly, "You're drunk, is there anyone to take care of you?"
"No one takes care of me, so I can only call you." Feng Ji continued his words, "You are all I have now. I feel so bad. Can you come and take care of me?"
Qi Yu was completely drunk and had passed out. He leaned against the headboard, his body limp, and his voice became softer. "Where...are you feeling uncomfortable? But I'm not in Beijing. How can I take care of you?"
His face flushed as he leaned against the headboard, he looked so defenseless. His collar was lifted by the headboard behind him, revealing a hollow between his two straight collarbones. His skin was flawless white jade, as if waiting for someone to pick it.
Feng Ji's mouth was dry as he watched, and he began to persuade her gently, "You can take care of me even if you're not here, as long as it's you. Baby, will you do as I say?"
Qi Yu nodded hesitantly, her beautiful eyes looking into the distance, as if waiting for the man's instructions.
"Baby, switch to the rear camera first."
Qi Yu did as he was told. The screen froze for a moment and switched from selfie to rear-facing. However, because the person holding the phone was holding it too high, all that could be seen on the screen was the dazzling chandelier.
"Don't lift it so high, lower it a little."
When Qi Yu heard what he said, he obediently moved the camera down a little.
As the camera moved downward, two long, curled legs appeared in the picture.
His throat moved up and down, and Feng Ji praised hoarsely, "Good boy."
"Now, take off your pants and let your husband see your legs."
He knew that Qi Yu would not remember anything that happened the night before the next day after he sobered up, and when his blood boiled, he would speak without holding back.
Qi Yu was completely stunned. He felt that this was not right, but he couldn't figure out why. He could only say blankly, "Why..."
"No reason." Feng Ji lowered his voice, "Assistant Qi, didn't you say you would take care of me? Why don't you do as I say?"
"Aren't you my special assistant? Everything a special assistant does must be based on the boss's wishes. Have you forgotten?"
"I...I..." The young man's chest heaved, and he was speechless after being asked by the man. He could only raise his hands tremblingly to pull the elastic band around his waist.
In order to ensure comfort, the elastic band of the pajamas is much softer than that of ordinary clothes. As soon as the tiger's mouth is stuck on the belt, pull it down with a little force, and the pajamas are pulled to the middle of the thigh, and the tender thigh roots are fully exposed to the camera.
In a trance, Qi Yu seemed to hear the increasingly heavy breathing sounds from the other side of the screen.
"Don't stop, take them all off."
The commanding tone made the young man's hand holding the phone tremble uncontrollably. He steeled himself, hooked his toes on his pajamas that had been dragged to his knees, and pulled them down. With the force of inertia, the entire pair of pants was thrown to the end of the bed.
Without the cover of pajamas, the two long legs were unconsciously brought together at the knees out of shame, and under the glaring light, they looked so white that they seemed to glow.
Feng Ji's eyes changed. He switched the hand holding the phone to his left hand, and the other hand disappeared. Through the screen, Qi Yu could only hear a rustling sound coming from the other end.
"Why are you holding it there? Open it up and let your husband see."
The shameful request came out of the man's mouth again. Qi Yu's face turned red, and under the shaking of the camera, he slowly opened his legs that were originally together.
At this moment, he was half leaning against the head of the bed, his thighs were plump and curved, and because of his posture, they were slowly falling down.
Feng Ji had caressed these two legs countless times, which were usually only wrapped in conservative suit pants. The soft flesh on them seemed to have magic, and he couldn't let go once he touched it.
Not long ago, these two legs were covered with kiss marks left by him, but now they are smooth and restored to their original state. Feng Ji couldn't help but feel itchy and wanted to fly to Qi Yu immediately, press him under him, and kiss those seductive legs hard.
The man's breathing seemed to be heavier, and each breath seemed to have substance, as if it hit Qi Yu's face through the receiver, making his already hot cheeks even hotter and his already confused mind even more dizzy.
The hand holding the phone grew weaker and weaker. Before the man could speak again, the screen suddenly spun around and then turned completely black.
Feng Ji paused and raised his voice, "Baby?! What's wrong?!"
The only response he got was the even breathing sounds coming from the receiver.
He seemed to have fainted from shame, or drunk.
Feng Ji's expression cracked for a moment.
It was a critical moment for him, but the person who had just said he would take care of him didn't care about his life or death at all and fell asleep suddenly.
Feng Ji held the phone tightly in his hand, stood up, opened the wardrobe, took out a pair of shorts that had been worn countless times, and walked into the bathroom with a dark face.
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The author has something to say: [Hug] A bad dog bullying a drunk kitten will not end well.
Let the young couple meet tomorrow, and now they are going to be eaten up by the bad dog again. So pitiful. [pants][minus one][pants][minus one][pants][minus one]
(P.S. Don’t take a bath or hot spring bath after drinking alcohol, it’s very dangerous)
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