Chapter 83: Once Loved "I was the first one to kiss it."...
Even the quiet breathing sounds in the lounge could be heard clearly, and He Yan's senses became sensitive as well.
He sat there with his eyes downcast, casually flipping through his phone, and replied nonchalantly, "So, what's the matter with Director Zhu coming to see me now?"
"It's just simple... I just want to reminisce about the past."
Zhu Shengting traced He Yan's profile with his eyes. "Can I come over here?"
He Yan looked up expressionlessly, glanced at him, and continued to look at his phone, "Director Zhu, please feel free to sit."
Zhu Shengting found a chair close to He Yan and sat down. After sitting down, he still didn't say anything, but just kept staring at He Yan.
His gaze was like an invisible hand, caressing He Yan's entire body, from his hair to his lower back to his calves, making He Yan sit there unable to focus on anything else.
After a few dozen seconds, he threw his phone on the table, crossed his arms, turned his head and looked at Zhu Shengting coldly.
"If Director Zhu has nothing else to do, you can leave. The dinner isn't over yet. You're a distinguished guest invited by NEW. It would be terrible if Director Zhang couldn't find you."
"He Yan," Zhu Shengting pretended not to hear. He rested his forearms on his thighs, leaned forward, crossed his arms, and spoke softly, "Thank you for today."
He Yan was stunned for a moment and lowered his eyes. "Thank me for what? Thank me for rolling my eyes in public?"
"Then you are quite a bitch."
He Yan regretted it the moment he blurted out this sentence. This sentence was a bit too much.
He spoke without thinking for a moment, and the drunkenness came over him even more. He frowned in annoyance, but then he felt that there was nothing to be upset about.
The person who broke up with the company seven years ago and left without giving any reason was Zhu Shengting. He was the poor guy who didn't even get a reason.
Zhu Shengting didn't care. Every word of He Yan was extremely precious to him now.
"Thank you for not chasing me away." Zhu Shengting's voice was a little low, and He Yan inexplicably heard a hint of pity in it.
He didn't know what Zhu Shengting was trying to do.
Why did you suddenly rush to the NEW dinner?
What are you doing backstage looking for him now?
Why are you talking to him about these inexplicable things?
He Yan had many questions that he was about to ask, but he didn't want to ask any of them, and they all rotted in his stomach.
"You're so polite, Director Zhu. You can stay as long as you want. I'll be leaving now."
He Yan picked up his phone and stood up, walking sideways past Zhu Shengting as he prepared to walk towards the door.
The next second, he felt a warm touch on his wrist.
He Yanqing couldn't help but tremble all over and stopped in his tracks.
It was Zhu Shengting who held him back, then he let go and rubbed his fingers.
The situation was a little out of control. Zhu Shengting originally just wanted to come and see He Yan, but when he actually saw the two people staying in a private space, he became very greedy.
It seems that no matter how many times I look at it, it is not enough.
He Yan and Zhu Shengting were less than half a meter apart at this moment, and he smelled the rich scent of perfume again.
Four glasses of red wine and the attack officially began.
He Yan suddenly moved close to Zhu Shengting's neck and sniffed it twice.
Zhu Shengting stood there, the fresh citrus scent making him a little stiff. He raised his hands and then lowered them, finally resting them lightly on the suit fabric around He Yan's waist.
"You changed your perfume."
He Yan said an affirmative sentence.
Zhu Shengting lowered his eyes to look at He Yan's fluttering eyelashes and slightly red cheeks. His Adam's apple rolled twice, and he was momentarily distracted. "Does it smell good?"
He Yan rolled his eyes and commented mercilessly, "Which lover of yours picked this for you? You have no taste. This smells terrible."
"Lover?" Zhu Shengting stared at the person in front of him, and his hand, which was originally loosely grasped on He Yan's waist, unconsciously tightened. "Teacher He, please don't slander me. This is a new perfume I tried on a whim."
"It's called First Love."
"Really?" He Yan glanced at the faintly protruding blue veins on Zhu Shengting's neck. At this moment, he wanted to bite it hard and take revenge on this person who had been unreasonably calm from the beginning until now.
"Director Zhu has been successful for so many years, but he doesn't have a lover. Isn't that a bit abnormal?" He stared at Zhu Shengting straightly. The alcohol made him bolder. He was even a little excited and unbuttoned another button of his suit.
Zhu Shengting's face darkened as he looked at He Yan's exposed chest. "Then what is considered normal? Teacher He, can you teach me?"
He Yan nuzzled Zhu Shengting's lips and breathed softly on his face. "If you can take me away from here quietly without attracting anyone's attention, I will teach you what is considered normal."
He Yan vaguely felt that he was going crazy. Perhaps he subconsciously knew that he would regret it when he woke up the next day.
But now he still acts as he pleases.
Zhu Shengting released his hand on He Yan's waist and pulled him into the locker room in the lounge.
“Swish——”
He Yan's vision suddenly became dim. Zhu Shengting pushed the man into a corner and held He Yan's waist tightly again.
He lowered his head and moved close to He Yan's lips, but he hesitated to kiss her.
He Yan raised his hands and put them around Zhu Shengting's neck. He raised the corners of his mouth, his eyes moving, and whispered, "Are you afraid?"
"timid--"
The word "ghost" was swallowed up.
He Yan was deprived of all breath. A familiar yet unfamiliar touch enveloped him, and every part of him was tightly surrounded by Zhu Shengting's breath.
In fact, he had long forgotten what it felt like the last time he kissed Zhu Shengting.
But it only takes a second.
Everything that was deliberately locked in the music box of time is revealed through the tightly fitting skin.
Revealing his body, being familiar with his body.
He declared that he was once again drowning in the kiss of the person he least wanted to see.
"I'm sorry." Zhu Shengting buried his head in He Yan's collarbone and exhaled hot air.
He Yan panted, his cheeks burning. "I just agreed. You don't need to say sorry. Just remove these three words from the language you use to talk to me."
Zhu Shengting slowly raised his head and looked around the small space. He saw a simple sweatshirt and jeans hanging on the wall. They were obviously He Yan's size.
"Can I help you change your clothes?" Zhu Shengting coaxed in a low voice, "and then take you away."
He Yan said nothing and pushed Zhu Shengting away.
Zhu Shengting lowered his eyes, and the dream seemed to be ending.
He Yan waited for a while and found that the person in front of him was standing there with his head down, motionless. He raised his foot and gently kicked Zhu Shengting's knee.
"What are you standing there for?"
Zhu Shengting looked up and saw He Yan with red ears unbuttoning the remaining buttons of his suit in the dim light.
His thoughts paused for a moment, then he silently and irresistibly began to take off the suit jacket of the man in front of him.
The skin that was accidentally touched was a little cold, but Zhu Shengting's palm was a little hot.
He Yan trembled slightly and was peeled off bit by bit.
Zhu Shengting moved very quickly because the air conditioner was on in the room and he was afraid that He Yan would catch a cold.
After helping He Yan put on his casual clothes, Zhu Shengting stood up and asked him in a low voice, "Is this the first time you wear this outfit?"
He Yan's mind was a little slow, "It's the first time, what's wrong?"
Zhu Shengting didn't say anything, but just lifted the hood of his sweatshirt and put it on He Yan.
He Yan stood up without saying anything, took out a spare mask from his pocket and put it on.
“Swish——”
The curtain of the locker room was drawn open, and Zhu Shengting took He Yan's wrist and walked out.
"Wait, you're doing this..." He Yan still had a bit of rationality left. He didn't want to be noticed and become a hot topic again.
"I've just talked to Director Zhang. Can you ask him to lead the people backstage away?" Zhu Shengting opened the door and found that there was no one outside.
He Yan felt relieved and turned into a mindless doll, being pulled away by Zhu Shengting.
He didn't ask where Zhu Shengting was taking him.
It doesn't seem to be a big deal.
He looked at the lights and buildings rapidly receding outside the car window, feeling both awake and dreaming.
Fifteen minutes later.
Zhu Shengting drove into a high-end villa area and parked his car in an exclusive garage next to a villa.
Zhu Shengting got out of the car and directly carried Princess He Yan down from the passenger seat.
"Aren't you going to get my consent this time?" He Yan was held firmly, and Zhu Shengting strode into the villa gate.
"I brought you out quietly. Teacher He, will you give me a reward?" Zhu Shengting placed the person on the soft bed in the master bedroom step by step, squatted beside the bed and looked up at He Yan.
He Yan looked into Zhu Shengting's deep eyes and asked, "Director Zhu, have your bed skills improved in the past few years?"
Zhu Shengting leaned in and kissed He Yan's brow bone. "Without someone to practice with, your skills might have deteriorated significantly."
He Yan smiled contemptuously and lightly stepped on Zhu Shengting's knee. "Maybe?"
"Teacher He, you can try." Zhu Shengting stared at He Yan's eyes closely, like a cheetah ready to hunt.
He Yan finally couldn't help himself, and lowered his head to bite the blue vein on Zhu Shengting's neck, leaving a tooth mark.
It's like a sign and also a message.
Zhu Shengting held He Yan's waist and kissed her again.
It has been an unknown amount of time since He Yan indulged in such an instinctive desire.
He hasn't been opened for too long, but he doesn't want the other person to be gentle.
The pain made him a little obsessed, but someone was reluctant to let him endure such pain.
Whether to enter or not is determined by He Yan's order.
After they are completely integrated into one, whether to stop or not is Zhu Shengting's oral instruction.
He Yan should have continued to indulge in such passion, but he became sober by Zhu Shengting's breathing.
"He Yan, when did you get the tattoo on your lower back?" Zhu Shengting's sweat dripped down his back.
The blue star tattoo shone brightly in the sweat, as if it began to rotate in the pure white universe.
He Yan touched his chin and answered irrelevantly, "Does it look good? It's a gift for my lover."
Zhu Shengting increased his strength, causing He Yan to groan. He asked word by word, "Which lover?"
"My lover, he, is dead..." He Yan answered intermittently like a dying person saying his last words.
"He died... seven years ago. His grave... is here..." He Yan's eyes misted over and he pointed to his heart.
Zhu Shengting felt a dull pain in his chest. He carefully kissed the beautiful black mole on He Yan's chest and spoke irrelevant questions.
"He Yan, do you know?"
"I've always remembered the mole on your chest. I was the first person to kiss it."
He Yan couldn't utter another word. Tears flowed from his eyes and into Zhu Shengting's heart, which had been hollowed out for seven years.
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