Chapter 23 Chapter 23 Seducing and Being Seduced
"Why are you here again? I haven't even got Dennis's phone number yet..."
"Is Dennis handsome? Why do you have to have his phone number? Don't you want mine?" Both of them were drunk but not drunk, so they spoke more casually. Quan Zhilong himself didn't realize that when he was facing Quan Xingai, subconsciously, his tone sounded aggrieved and his expression was pitiful, as if they were of the same age.
"I can have them all, Dennis is so handsome." Quan Xingai was also a little shaky, holding her face and smiling as she still recalled Dennis Wu's handsome face.
"Yes, that's right..." Quan Zhilong suddenly objected loudly, pulled the girl over, looked into her eyes and objected loudly.
"Why?" Quan Xingai looked puzzled.
"How many people have you flirted with? Are you the legendary Aquaman? You suddenly appeared in front of me, and you look so much like my Sarah. You smoke the same cigarettes, have the same posture, the same perfume, and even speak English in the same tone and way. You've even copied your joking personality perfectly. I've already convinced myself to accept your approach and temptation, so why do you still ask other men for their phone numbers, and even have so many other scandals... Who do you like?" Kwon Ji-yong held Jeon Seong-ae's shoulders, and what he said sounded like a domineering lion, but his pitiful look with a pout made him look like a cute cat.
This is what he would say if he was half drunk and his mind was a mess. When he sobered up, he would probably want to knock himself to death.
After hearing his words, Quan Xing'ai showed a look of pity on her face. She blinked, stepped forward and cupped Quan Zhilong's cheek. Without responding to his inexplicable emotions, she simply said, "You're still a puppy, why are you pretending to be a melancholy kitten?"
"Because you are Sarah, my Sarah, I only want Nuna, Nuna...but my Nuna is gone..." As she spoke, tears began to flow from the fragile little kitten's eyes.
Quan Xingai couldn't help but hug Quan Zhilong tightly. She felt tears welling up on her neck. No matter whether it was ten years ago or ten years later, Zhilong's essence had not changed. She couldn't respond and could only pat his shoulder to comfort him.
"I don't want to fall in love, but you are special." She spoke softly. She was probably drunk, so her words became so sticky.
"Then go away. You don't want to be in a relationship. Why do you look so much like Sarah? You don't like me, so why do you always appear in front of me? You don't care why I remind me of my Sarah from head to toe. Go away. Go find Dennis, Cha Eunwoo, or anyone else."
The cynical kitten arrogantly pushed Quan Xingai away and curled up on the sofa, hugging his knees, as if the whole world had abandoned him.
Quan Xingai was silent for a moment, took a big sip from his wine glass, and looked at the night sky outside the window. "I'm just an ordinary idol. I am me, not just anyone else. I am also Sarah. What you said is just who I am. I haven't changed anything for anyone, and I don't care about anyone."
Hearing the girl's unpleasant tone, the tsundere kitten also became angry, "You really don't care about me at all?"
"..." Quan Xingai looked at him and really couldn't say the word "no".
"Look! You hesitated!" Kwon Ji-yong stood in front of her, eyes to eyes and nose to nose with Jeon Xingai.
All I can say is that these two people drank too much and didn't realize that their conversation was extremely childish, just like elementary school students quarreling and insisting on deciding the winner.
"I didn't! I just don't know how to say it..." Quan Xingai took a step back and turned her head away. "Forget it, it's already 3 o'clock. I need to go home. My agent should be looking for me."
Seeing the girl start to run away, Quan Zhilong showed a childish smile of victory, raised his chin proudly and said, "I'll take you back."
"No..." Quan Xingai was also possessed by a childish spirit and turned her head away in refusal.
"You said you are an ordinary idol. A junior cannot refuse a senior, not to mention that I am a senior. Let's go." Kwon Ji-yong put on his hat and took Jeon Xingai's hand without any refusal and took her to the elevator. Brother Tiger at the door showed a surprised expression for a moment.
Quan Xingai was hesitant, but she was already defenseless against Quan Zhilong, so being held hand and taken away seemed natural, as normal as drinking water. In addition, she had drunk a lot of mixed foreign liquor and danced excitedly all night, so her head was dizzy and she could hardly think. When a person who made her feel safe and familiar pulled her, she followed him reluctantly.
It was not until the white Rolls-Royce drove onto the road that Jeon Seong-ae slowly received a call from Oh Hyun-ho.
"Oh Mo, I'm sorry, brother. I've already gone home. I'm sorry. I won't do it again next time. I drank too much and feel dizzy. I'm going back to sleep. Okay, I get it." Quan Xingai leaned back in her chair, closed her eyes, explained to her agent, and hung up the phone. After a while, her hand was pinched by someone next to her.
"Hmm?" She uttered a syllable lazily.
Quan Zhilong felt inexplicably relieved. Even the ending tone was similar to Sarah's...
"Where is your home? I'll take you home."
Quan Xingai gave her home address without even opening her eyes. It was a small apartment in an old neighborhood. There was no traffic jam at midnight, and it only took a few dozen minutes to drive to the downstairs of Quan Xingai's house. It was pitch black all around, and the nearby street lights were broken. Only the old street lights were flickering dimly not far away.
The atmosphere is like the scene of a den of thieves in an old police and gangster movie.
"You live here?" Kwon Ji-yong was obviously a little surprised. Almost all the idols he knew lived in Seoul Forest and Seongsu-dong on the other side of the river. Very few of them lived in old residential areas, let alone idols who had debuted for three years.
"Yeah, I'm very poor now. I can only afford to live here. I'm leaving now." Quan Xingai said nonchalantly, waved his hand carelessly, opened the door and got out of the car.
"Hey, this place doesn't look very safe. I have to go upstairs with you." Quan Zhilong was a little sober. Looking at Quan Xingai, a beautiful girl, staggering in the alley, it looked very dangerous. As he spoke, he got out of the car and quickly walked forward to hug the girl who looked like she was about to fall.
"Yes, let's go." Quan Xingai turned her head and looked at Quan Zhilong's somewhat worried eyes. After thinking about it, Zhilong was not a stranger, so just send him upstairs.
Then the two of them walked into the alley in front of the apartment. Quan Zhilong put his arm around Quan Xingai's shoulders and walked carefully and alertly. They finally entered the apartment building, but unfortunately, the elevator in the apartment broke down on New Year's Day. Quan Xingai sighed.
"Ah, the elevator is broken. We have to walk up. Can you do it?"
"Why not? What's wrong with this? I can do it." Hearing the key words, his instinct was triggered, and Quan Zhilong shouted confidently with his chest puffed out.
Quan Xingai frowned and looked at Quan Zhilong who looked serious. She had an inexplicable desire to win, but she didn't say anything and just climbed the stairs on her own.
When they reached the top floor, the two drunk people were already out of breath. They didn't even have time to open the door and turn on the light. Quan Xingai opened the refrigerator and took out a bottle of water and drank it in gulps. Climbing the stairs must be too tiring!
Quan Zhilong, who followed behind him, also took a bottle of ice water and drank it. The dark room was filled with the tired breathing of the two people.
"You still care about me, right?"
"You still trust me so much. We haven't even exchanged phone numbers yet, yet you're willing to tell me your address and let me come upstairs."
Quan Zhilong's voice came from the dark room, sounding quite proud.
Quan Xingai only knew that she collapsed on the sofa for a long time before she recovered her strength and replied, "Zhilong, you are still so narcissistic."
"Have I ever been narcissistic in front of you?" Quan Zhilong's brain was a little unclear due to the alcohol. He sat down and squeezed on the narrow sofa with Quan Xingai, asking with his head tilted.
Quan Xingai's eyes seemed somewhat mysterious under the midnight moonlight, as if there was some kind of atmosphere spreading. After more than ten seconds, she slowly spoke,
"This Zhilong Oppa, you followed me and occupied the sofa, looking at me with a confused face. Are you seducing me, senior?" Quan Xingai's attitude became much more casual. She took off her coat, leaving only the pure white T-shirt underneath. Her curves looked quite beautiful in the moonlight. She lifted her butt, took out a cigarette from her pocket, and lit the lighter. The only thing in the room was a little red spark and her lazy voice.
Even though he couldn't see her face, the smell became particularly clear. The mint smoke and the fragrance of roses filled his nose. Quan Zhilong seemed to be recalling the years he spent with Sarah.
The scent of perfume wafting through his nose was like the green juice oozing from freshly cut rose stems and leaves, with morning dew still hanging on the petals. It was sweet yet had a hint of coldness and sharpness, just like the clearness and lingering touch that flashed in Sarah's eyes when she looked at him the next morning.
"Yes, I'm seducing you. I want to find out who you have in your eyes." Quan Zhilong chuckled softly. Now that he said it, he was calm as if he was at home. He reached out and took the cigarette from the girl's hand, which she had taken a few puffs of, and put it to his lips very naturally. His eyes of a hunter narrowed slightly, and the scent of cinnamon, citrus mixed with animal musk invaded Rose.
Quan Xingai lowered her head and smiled, "You succeeded."
"Mo?"
"You seduced me, puppy." Quan Xingai pushed Quan Zhilong down, stepped over him, and looked down at him condescendingly. Quan Zhilong was completely surprised and even forgot to smoke the cigarette in his hand.
"I like puppies, and I also like kittens, or foxes are nice too, but in the end I like my pretty boy with a cheerful smile, Zhilong, no matter if it's a sunny puppy or a melancholy cat, it's best if you smile." Quan Xing'ai's fingertips stroked Quan Zhilong's cheek.
Quan Zhilong felt that all his senses were magnified. He felt the other person's soft and cold fingers, like playing a piano, igniting clusters of flames on his cheeks, jaw, and neck.
"Are you sure? Do you know what you are doing?" Quan Zhilong held the girl's rebellious hand, held her waist tightly and pulled her down. The girl leaned completely on his chest, and the two of them fit together perfectly.
"I know, of course I know..." Quan Xingai smiled and pulled out her fingers and moved them all the way down, her fingertips lightly tapping all the way to his shiny belt buckle.
The sweet scent of vanilla and amber gradually permeated the cramped apartment, tinged with the heat of rose and sandalwood. His tie was ripped open, revealing a distinct and beautiful collarbone. The last flicker of tobacco on his fingertips, before it extinguished, resembled the man's half-drunk, half-awake eyes, a hint of danger hidden within his indulgence.
"Xing'ai, you do make me curious." In the darkness, Quan Zhilong cupped Quan Xing'ai's cheek, their breaths mingling as they spoke. Three-tenths of alcohol, mixed with three-tenths of impulse, and three-tenths of memories, leaving behind a last bit of powerless rationality, drowned between his lips, which were stained with mint and alcohol.
While he was distracted, her roses climbed up his neck, the scent of honey and vanilla blending at his pulse. The musk from Quan Zhilong's wrists tightly wrapped around her waist, and the heat of cinnamon brought out the rose's most brilliant red. Soon she softened, thousands of Bulgarian roses blooming on her skin. The sound of her chuckle, with her eyes lowered, was like a marching sonata.
The first day of the new year begins with the impulse of seducing and being seduced.
The adult did not hesitate or regret. Before entering the bedroom, Quan Zhilong did not forget to send a text message to Brother Tiger asking him to go home and not wait for him.
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