Chapter 68: Also Eaten
Gu Ye hung up and slammed his phone onto the sofa, as if it weren't a tool for communication, but an enemy standing in the way of his grand plan. The little courage he'd managed to muster, fueled by alcohol, was shattered and drained by this ill-timed work call. He slumped against the sofa, staring up at the dimly lit ceiling, his face awash with despair.
Chu Yan couldn't help but laugh softly at his bereaved appearance. Against the backdrop of the bar's languid music, his laughter was remarkably clear, carrying a sense of undisguised joy and amusement.
Gu Ye glared at him resentfully, feeling even more depressed. He felt that Chu Yan must have seen through his little thoughts and was probably laughing at him in his heart.
No, we can't just let this go.
A surge of anger surged in Gu Ye's heart. He sat up straight abruptly, with a tragic feeling of having nothing to lose, and raised his hand to call the waiter.
"What can I do for you, sir?"
"Give me two bottles," Gu Ye pointed at several high-proof foreign liquors on the wine list and said with a risk-taking attitude, "I want strong ones!"
The waiter looked at him in surprise, then looked at Chu Yan, who was still relaxed beside him, and confirmed: "Sir, these have a relatively high alcohol content. Are you sure?"
"Sure, hurry up." Gu Ye urged, as if what he was drinking was not wine, but a magic medicine to boost his courage.
Chu Yan raised his eyebrows, but did not stop him. He just looked at him leisurely. He never spoiled the fun.
The wine was quickly served. Without even looking at it, Gu Ye picked up one of the bottles and poured half a glass into the empty glass in front of him. Then, as if he had a grudge against someone, he tilted his head back and drank it in one gulp.
The strong liquor was like a red-hot knife, instantly burning from the throat all the way to the stomach. Gu Ye was choked to the point of tears, his whole face wrinkled into a ball, his teeth bared, and he couldn't catch his breath for a long time.
Chu Yan watched him drinking in such a self-deprecating way that he dropped his playful expression. After a moment's thought, he reached for the bottle, poured a shallow sip into the glass in front of him, then slowly swirled it around and took a small sip. The spicy, rich liquid slid across his tongue, leaving a subtle burning sensation, but it wasn't unpleasant.
"Drink slowly," Chu Yan's voice was calm, "That's not how you drink wine."
Gu Ye was so spicy that he couldn't speak. He could only stare at him with red eyes. His eyes were aggrieved and stubborn, like a puppy that had its bone taken away but still insisted on showing its teeth.
As time passed, the bar gradually filled up, and the music switched to a more rhythmic DJ set, creating a noisy and ambiguous atmosphere. Gu Ye's drink, which he had guzzled down, began to take its toll, the alcohol washing over his nerves, dispelling his previous frustration and bringing with it a lighthearted, audacious feeling. His cheeks flushed, and his eyes grew hazy. He stared intently at Chu Yan, the heat in his gaze almost tangible.
Chu Yan sipped the wine, as if he was not involved in the matter, but he could see all the changes in Gu Ye.
Just then, a figure stopped beside their booth.
"Excuse me," a clear and pleasant female voice sounded, "Brother, can I buy you a drink?"
Chu Yan looked up.
A tall and slender woman in a form-fitting red halter dress stood beside the table. Her hair, carefully styled in long, wavy black curls, cascaded down her shoulders. Her makeup was exquisite, and her features were bright and elegant. A simple yet shimmering diamond necklace graced her neck, accentuating her radiance. She gazed at Chu Yan intently, her eyes filled with confidence and undisguised admiration.
A very standard and outstanding beauty.
Chu Yan was a man who knew how to appreciate beauty. He looked at the graceful girl in front of him, a polite smile on his lips, raised the wine glass in his hand, and was about to say something to decline: "How can a beautiful woman..."
The words had barely been spoken, and the word "life" hadn't even been uttered yet—
Gu Ye, who was originally a little dazed due to alcohol, turned his head suddenly as if a switch was touched, his eyes full of possessiveness as if his territory was invaded.
The next second, before Chu Yan and the beautiful woman in the red dress could react, Gu Ye suddenly leaned over like a cheetah pouncing on its prey.
He roughly grabbed Chu Yan's shoulders with one hand and grabbed the back of his head with the other hand. Without saying anything, he kissed him fiercely with brutal force.
It was not a superficial touch, but an even rough bite with the smell of alcohol, as if declaring ownership in the most primitive way and erasing any trace of an outsider.
"Hmm!" Chu Yan hadn't anticipated Gu Ye's sudden move. Caught off guard, he was knocked back slightly, feeling a sharp, tingling sensation on his lips. He could even taste the lingering acrid odor of the liquor Gu Ye had just drunk, along with a hint of blood. The little wolf must have bitten his lip.
The beautiful woman in the red dress standing by the table's eyes instantly widened, her mouth opened into an O shape, and she almost dropped her wine glass. She stared at the explosive scene before her in disbelief—a young man who looked both naive and wild was, in an extremely dominant manner, kissing the gentle and handsome man she had just fallen for?
This...what is going on?
She glanced at Chu Yan, who seemed stunned by the kiss, and then at Gu Ye, who was kissing her with impunity and persistence, like a small animal guarding its food. Her eyes instantly lit up with a gossipy glint, like a searchlight. The awkwardness of being rejected vanished in an instant, replaced by the excitement of discovering a shocking piece of news.
After his initial shock, Chu Yan quickly recovered. He felt the clumsy yet fierce bite on his lips, and the jealousy and possessiveness emanating from Gu Ye, so strong that it almost solidified into a tangible substance. He was both angry and amused.
He tried to move, trying to push the drunken little bastard away, but Gu Ye held him tightly, as if he wanted to rub him into his bones and blood.
Helplessly, Chu Yan had to use a little strength in his hands to grab Gu Ye's wrist, and with a twist he easily broke his grip. Then he pushed him away a little and signaled him with his eyes to be more obedient.
Gu Ye was pushed away, whimpering in dissatisfaction in his throat, and tried to pounce on him again.
Chu Yan had no choice but to stretch out a hand and hold his shoulders firmly, fixing him in the corner of the sofa to prevent him from moving.
The beautiful woman in the red dress watched the interaction, her expression shifting from shock to an amused smile. She tactfully said nothing more, simply giving Chu Yan a look that said, "I understand, I understand everything." Then, wine glass in hand, she briskly returned to her booth. She immediately engaged in excited whispering with her companion, pointing in their direction from time to time and letting out suppressed exclamations and laughter.
Chu Yan: “…” Now there’s no way to wash yourself clean even if you jump into the Yellow River.
He looked down at Gu Ye, who was still struggling in his arms, trying to "kill" the beauty with his eyes, and felt the veins on his forehead throbbing. He had been relaxing, but this jealous woman had turned it into a scene of gossip.
I can't stay in this place anymore.
Chu Yan no longer hesitated. He took out a few banknotes and put them at the bottom of the cup. Then he half-helped and half-carried Gu Ye, who was still emitting a depressed mood, up from the sofa. He almost dragged him and quickly left the bar in an ambiguous gaze.
The evening breeze blew in with a cool feeling, blowing away the smell of cigarettes, alcohol and noise in the bar.
They were both drunk, so naturally they couldn't drive. Chu Yan stopped a taxi on the side of the road, stuffed the still whining and unruly Gu Ye in, and gave him an address.
The car was driving on the street at night, and the neon lights outside the window were shining brightly.
The evening breeze blew away Gu Ye's drunkenness and jealousy, and his mind gradually cleared up. Recalling what he had done in the bar just now, his cheeks flushed red, and he wished he could lose his memory right then and there. But then, a desperate courage surged up in him - after all, he had already lost face and had kissed someone, so did that mean there was still something to come tonight?
He stole a glance at Chu Yan, who was resting with his eyes closed beside him. The lines of his profile were perfect, and the tiny cut on his lip was faintly visible, which was his "masterpiece" just now. Gu Ye's heart began to beat wildly again, and a sense of tension spread in his chest.
He quietly moved his body little by little, then reached out and hugged Chu Yan's arm tightly, resting his head on his shoulder, like a large dog seeking comfort and confirmation.
Chu Yan didn't push him away, nor did he even open his eyes. He just adjusted his posture almost imperceptibly to make him lean more comfortably.
This gesture of tacit approval made Gu Ye's heart beat faster. There was hope, definitely hope.
The car stopped at the gate of the residential complex where Gu Ye lived. The two got out and went upstairs.
I walked into the apartment and closed the door, shutting myself out from the outside world. Under the dim light of the entrance hall, the atmosphere instantly became somewhat subtle and tense.
"I'm going to take a shower!" Gu Ye almost rushed to say it, his voice a little tense, and then, as if afraid that Chu Yan would see something, he rushed into the bathroom and locked the door with a "click".
Chu Yan looked at the closed bathroom door, raised his eyebrows, said nothing, and walked to the sofa in the living room and sat down. He turned on the TV and switched channels casually, as if he was really just here to stay for one night.
In the bathroom, Gu Ye leaned against the cold tile door, his heart beating so hard it was about to burst out of his throat! He took several deep breaths before opening the locker under the sink with trembling hands and pulling out a small, palm-sized bag that had been hidden very discreetly.
Inside were the tools he had secretly prepared several days in advance - a bottle of lubricant and a box of unopened condoms.
He looked at the two objects in his hands, his cheeks burning hot enough to fry an egg. No matter how rich his theoretical knowledge was, he couldn't help but feel nervous and excited when it came to actual practice. He repeatedly recalled the steps and key points in the "study materials," mentally encouraging himself: Gu Ye, you can do it. You must succeed tonight. You can't let Chu Yan treat you like a child anymore.
He took a quick shower, trying to cool himself down with the hot water, but found it was completely futile. When he walked out of the bathroom wrapped in a bathrobe, his hands and feet felt a little weak.
"I'm done washing, you go ahead." Gu Ye lowered his head, not daring to look at Chu Yan, his voice as thin as a mosquito.
Chu Yan put down the remote control, stood up, and his eyes swept over his red and bleeding earlobes and the tightly clenched bathrobe belt. There seemed to be something hidden in it, but he said nothing and walked straight into the bathroom.
Listening to the sound of running water in the bathroom, Gu Ye felt like an ant on a hot pot, fidgeting uncomfortably. He would take out the small bag and place it in the most conspicuous place on the bedside table, then think it was too deliberate and quickly put it back under the pillow, then take it out again, tossing and turning.
When Chu Yan finished his shower and walked out of the bathroom, drying his hair, he saw Gu Ye sitting stiffly on the edge of the bed, his eyes wandering, his cheeks flushed, and he looked nervously awaiting trial. On the bedside table, the small, colorful box and the bottle of clear liquid next to it stood there in an extremely abrupt and revealing manner.
Chu Yan paused.
His eyes swept back and forth between the two things and Gu Ye several times, and then the corners of his mouth twitched uncontrollably.
He walked to the bedside, picked up the unopened box of condoms, weighed it in his hand, looked at the bottle of lubricant next to it, and finally spoke in an extremely complicated tone that was a mixture of amusement, helplessness, and a hint of disbelief:
"The dagger is revealed? Gu Ye, isn't your picture a little too short?" He paused and added a precise quip, "Besides, the dagger styles are quite complete, aren't they?"
Gu Ye's face instantly flushed red, his eyes filled with embarrassment, but even more so, a resolute determination. He pursed his lips, stiffened his neck, and said recklessly, "I don't care! I must... I must..." He was too embarrassed to say the last few words, but the meaning in his eyes was clear—he had to eat Chu Yan.
Chu Yan was so angry that he laughed at his embarrassed expression, pretending to be calm. He raised an eyebrow, shook the box in his hand, and asked a very practical question: "Do you know how to use it?"
Gu Ye was stunned for a moment, subconsciously shaking his head. Then, as if remembering something, he nodded vigorously, his voice stammering a little due to nervousness: "I learned it, watched... watched the video."
"Oh? You learned it?" Chu Yan's smile deepened, with a dangerous hint in his eyes. "You have a wealth of theoretical knowledge?"
Gu Ye nodded reluctantly.
"Okay." Chu Yan put the things on the bedside table in his hands, and then did a move that Gu Ye was completely unexpected - he took a few steps back, returned to the bathroom door, and then hooked his finger at Gu Ye.
"Then come in." Chu Yan's voice was filled with a bewitching laziness. "Let me see how well you've learned."
Gu Ye was completely stunned. This was not what he had expected.
But he had already been led by Chu Yan's unquestionable gaze and words. He stood up dazed and walked stiffly towards the bathroom. His heart was beating like a drum, almost deafening his ears.
Chu Yan looked at him, who was so nervous that he was about to collapse, and chuckled softly. After he walked into the bathroom, he closed the door with a "click".
In the enclosed space, the moisture has not yet completely dissipated, and the air is filled with the fragrance of shower gel and a rapidly rising tension.
Gu Ye looked at Chu Yan, who was only wrapped in a bath towel and had an outrageously good figure. His mind went blank and all the theoretical knowledge he had memorized before was instantly forgotten. All that was left was the instinctive accelerated heartbeat and dry mouth.
He watched Chu Yan pick up the bottle of lubricant he had prepared, squeeze some on his fingertips and then move closer to him.
"That's not the case..." Gu Ye looked at Chu Yan approaching and subconsciously took a step back, his back resting on the cold tiles. His voice trembled, "In the tutorial... it was... it was you..."
Before he could finish his words, Chu Yan casually pulled him over. Gu Ye's pupils suddenly contracted, and he froze in place as if struck by lightning.
Wait, this posture, this direction.
That’s not right!!!
He bought it, he prepared it, he thought he was the one above. Those instructional videos he watched were all... all...
Chu Yan looked at his face full of the expression of "Who am I? Where am I? My world view has collapsed", and finally couldn't help it. He leaned over to his ear and laughed low and magnetically, and his warm breath sprayed on his sensitive earlobe:
"You've learned the theory well..." His voice was indescribably sexy. "Unfortunately, it seems you've gone in the wrong direction."
"Relax." Chu Yan's fingers, with a cold and sticky liquid, gently touched his tense body. His tone was irresistible and guiding, yet damn gentle.
Gu Ye: “!!!”
He was confused, completely confused.
My brain completely froze, leaving only one thought swiping the screen frantically—
I fucking thought I was the top!
Were all those videos watched in vain?! All that mental preparation was in vain?!
How could Chu Yan...? !
However, Chu Yan clearly didn't intend to give him time to process it. The cool touch, accompanied by the gentle guidance and the breath so close to him, was like the most turbulent wave, instantly shattering all his struggles and confusion.
The bathroom was filled with steam.
Intermittent suppressed sobs and low guiding voices were intertwined.
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