Chapter 22 "Tonight is not the last time?"
It was as if some male demon had sucked away Jiang Yao's yang energy. It took him a long time to recover his strength, and he felt hungry again.
Remembering that Duan Zhuxian brought a cake, he floated out of bed, put on his underwear, and picked up a piece of clothing from the ground. When he saw that it was Duan Zhuxian's suit jacket, he didn't mind and put it on directly.
When Duan Zhuxian came out of the bathroom, Jiang Yao was sitting on the sofa in a carefree manner, stuffing cake into his mouth, with cream stuck to the corners of his mouth and his cheeks bulging, looking like a complete mess.
Looking down further, what is being done is the temptation of a vacuum suit.
The well-proportioned body appears somewhat slender under the wide and straight haute couture suit. The fair skin and the dark blue fabric form a strong visual contrast, and the messy traces are faintly visible.
Like a fragile object that has been bullied.
Duan Zhuxian walked over to Jiang Yao and sat down, resting one hand on the backrest behind Jiang Yao and squinting his eyes as if enjoying the scenery.
Feeling the burning gaze, Jiang Yao turned his head and happened to meet a deep gaze.
Half a meter away, Duan Zhuxian was looking at him with his long legs crossed. His eyes were unclear, but there was a slight curve in his eyes.
Jiang Yao almost choked on the cake. He turned his eyes away silently, straightened his clothes, and pretended that he saw nothing.
After a while, he said nonchalantly, "Why did you think of bringing me dessert?"
Duan Zhuxian: "Friends circle."
Jiang Yao paused and said, "Oh, it must have been Assistant Lin who reported it."
Duan Zhuxian raised his eyebrows and said nothing.
Jiang Yao glanced at the distracted man beside him and questioned him, "You're being so attentive for no reason."
Duan Zhuxian: "Something happened."
Jiang Yao: “Ah?”
Duan Zhuxian: "Because of what happened during the day."
Jiang Yao was stunned for a moment, and it took him a long time to realize that Duan Zhuxian was talking about the incident at noon when he snatched his phone, hung up on him, and didn't let him go to the club.
So, is this cake a peace treaty?
The sun really does rise from the west.
Jiang Yao fiddled with the cream, a little surprised, and slowly bit through the cream-covered strawberry with the tip of his teeth.
The sweet, sour and greasy juice spread in his mouth, which really soothed the remaining unhappiness in his heart. He didn't know what magic it had.
As for how Duan Zhuxian guessed from his few words which dessert he was savoring when he posted on WeChat Moments...
He didn't want to admit it, but he had to admit it——
This is the tacit understanding between him and Duan Zhuxian.
The years of youth have weight, and no matter how hard you try, you can never truly erase them.
We will have long-term cooperation in the future, so it would be good to solve the problems in a timely manner like we do now.
What's more, one should be grateful for the food that one has eaten.
Jiang Yao swallowed the last bite of cake and waved his hand: "Alright, for the sake of the cake, I'll accept your apology. I'll be nicer next time."
Duan Zhuxian smiled and reached out to wipe the cream off the corner of Jiang Yao's mouth.
In all these years, it was rare for him to coax someone into submission.
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After a quick shower, Jiang Yao felt extremely sleepy, and his legs were a little weak from being wrapped around someone for too long.
He was too lazy to go back to his room, so he just lay down on the bed with his half-dry body naked, spreading his arms and legs, making the sheets that Duan Zhuxian had just changed damp.
Anyway, we've already had sex twice, and being reserved anymore would be just pretentious.
Duan Zhuxian went to the study to deal with the emails sent by Sun Jie. When he came back, he saw Jiang Yao occupying his bed.
He held the corner of the quilt with one hand and covered his belly, looking like a heartless little kid.
The corners of his mouth curled up slightly, and he took out his pajamas and helped Jiang Yao change into them.
Jiang Yao was lazy and passive throughout the whole process, but he was still cooperative.
Duan Zhuxian lowered his brows and patiently helped Jiang Yao button his clothes, his fingers slowly passing over his collarbone and chest.
When you reach your abdominal muscles, pause briefly.
Jiang Yao has a good foundation and is diligent in exercising, so his body proportions are almost perfect. However, he was born with thin muscles. The beautiful muscles are shallowly spread on the abdomen, with a slight concave in the middle. From the side, it looks like there is no thickness. If you use a little force, you are worried that the shape will be pushed out, which makes people wonder how to deal with it.
In fact, over the years, he has never found the most appropriate model in dealing with Jiang Yao.
To him, Jiang Yao was like an elusive red fox. One day in his youth, she suddenly puffed out her chest with pride and inadvertently walked into his world. Wherever she went, dazzling colors ignited the barrenness.
The flames were brutal and powerful, spreading to every corner of his heart. They invaded freely and openly, determined to occupy his future as well.
He was totally unprepared for this, and didn't know how to keep her, so he had to use his best forbearance to suppress his desire for possession and let his heart be filled.
The wedding night when Jiang Yao got drunk was the first time he abandoned his rationality.
If it weren't for the marriage, Jiang Yao would have completely cut off all ties with him and even deprived him of the right to be his mortal enemy.
And today, he made the same mistake again. Fortunately, apart from being tickled on the neck, he unexpectedly did not make the young master angry.
The smile in Duan Zhuxian's eyes deepened. When he buttoned the last button for Jiang Yao, his fingertips fell on the thin abdominal muscles and pressed them lightly, which earned him a glare from the corner of his light red eyes.
The tip of the knife is soft.
Jiang Yao had no idea that he had completely occupied the heart of the man opposite him. He still looked half asleep and let Duan Zhuxian help him put on his pajamas. He was then forcibly pulled up to blow his hair.
Jiang Yao's hair was messy after washing and not completely dry. Duan Zhuxian straightened it out patiently and blew dry the red highlights separately, making a slightly upward arc and a small tail shape.
Because the hand above his head moved so lightly, Jiang Yao would have almost fallen asleep if it weren't for the noise of the hair dryer.
Duan Zhuxian is a good person to confide in, but he is still a good bed partner.
Wandering in the state of drunkenness and sleepiness, Jiang Yao thought slowly.
After blowing her hair, Jiang Yao was completely satisfied and squinted her eyes like a fox.
So when Duan Zhuxian stuffed him into his quilt and vaguely touched his ankle with his calf, he didn't react at all.
Duan Zhuxian turned off the headlights, leaving only a dim night light.
The faces of the two people blurred in an instant, but the scratch on Duan Zhuxian's neck was still extremely conspicuous.
Jiang Yao saw this and thought of the determined look on Duan Zhuxian's face when he got beaten up before, and couldn't help but mutter inwardly, "Serves him right."
He lowered his voice and asked Duan Zhuxian, "Mr. Duan's injury looks serious. Do you want to put on a Band-Aid?"
It sounds like concern, but it is actually a run.
"No need." Duan Zhuxian reached out and touched his nose. "He didn't scratch my face this time. He was kind."
Jiang Yao frowned: "You deserved it last time!"
Duan Zhuxian raised his eyebrows, his eyes tinged with a hint of teasing: "You were the one who took the initiative to pounce on me that night."
Jiang Yao blushed, lowered his eyelids, and rarely refuted.
As soon as he calmed down, he recalled everything that happened that day.
He didn't know what was wrong with him, but he actually took off Duan Zhuxian's clothes. Duan Zhuxian was also very ill, so he actually took the opportunity to do it with him.
Even if you don't bother to scold him and wake him up, you can just beat him up. Duan Zhuxian clearly has ten thousand ways to prevent that accident...
Seeing the people around him wanting to hide in their blankets like ostriches, Duan Zhuxian chuckled softly: "I lost control at the time, and I have my own problems too."
It was Jiang Yao who crossed the line first.
But when Jiang Yao lay on him with a dazed drunken look on his face and asked him with red eyes, "Why do you always oppose me?", he just wanted to pin this thorny man under him and use all means to see him at a loss.
Later, he really made those stubborn peach blossom eyes shed tears, and his usually cool and arrogant face became wet, and he softened his heart again.
He never thought that someone crying could be so beautiful.
Jiang Yao didn't notice Duan Zhuxian's increasingly sticky gaze. He was stunned for a moment, then raised his eyes and asked, "Didn't you do it on purpose that night?"
Duan Zhuxian asked, "What's the intention?"
Jiang Yao pursed his lips and his eyes flickered a few times.
Deliberately humiliating others, deliberately watching their mortal enemy get messed up...
But he kept this in his heart.
With his mouth hidden under the edge of the quilt, Jiang Yao said in a muffled voice: "So, let's just be friends with benefits now..."
Duan Zhuxian's eyebrows trembled slightly: "Fuck buddy?"
This is another sentence structure of repetition + rhetorical question.
The fear that Jiang Yao felt when he was rejected by Duan Zhuxian coldly back then suddenly emerged in his heart.
"Why, do you still want to whore yourself?"
Jiang Yao suddenly propped up half of her body, her pretty face instantly tensed, her eyes widened, full of vigilance and suspicion.
Duan Zhuxian rubbed his eyebrows helplessly.
That's fine.
After all these years, we've been downgraded from "somewhat acquaintance" as Jiang Yao said, to enemies, and now upgraded to sex buddies, which is somewhat of an improvement.
"You mean, tonight isn't the last time?"
Duan Zhuxian asked.
Jiang Yao was stunned when he heard this, and his ears turned red.
Although he looks like a playboy, often goes to nightclubs and clubs, and has seen countless men acting lewdly in front of him, his emotional concepts are actually quite traditional. He believes that "sex" must be based on "love", and it is no exaggeration to say that he is as chaste as a virgin.
Now that I have suddenly started eating meat and broken my vow, I feel like I've tasted the sweetness of it and have come to understand firsthand the meaning of the saying "men are animals with lower bodies".
Although he never thought that he would be the one who got screwed.
Jiang Yao's eyes wandered and he said "hmm" vaguely.
"But you are not allowed to force me like you did today."
Jiang Yao finished speaking very seriously, and a small mist rose from the tip of his ear, light red, and floated into Duan Zhuxian's eyes.
"If you don't want to do it, you can just push it away." Duan Zhuxian said with a smile.
"You've tied my hands, how can I push?" Jiang Yao raised his voice and asked.
Duan Zhuxian reached into the quilt and patted Jiang Yao's thigh: "Your legs can still move."
His tone was serious and gentle, as if he was giving a serious reminder, provided you ignore the fingertips wandering on the skin of your thigh.
Jiang Yao silently moved his legs away.
Yes, why didn’t he think of kicking people at that time?
But then he thought again, this lunatic Duan Zhuxian might tie up his legs as well, and then he would really be like a fat lamb hanging on a grill, ready to be slaughtered.
Forget it, he was just attracted by the beauty tonight, there is no need to act like he was being persecuted by someone.
The tenderness after both parties go to bed together is always the most harmonious period. Even mortal enemies who are incompatible with each other become more pleasing to the eye and can even sleep in the same bed.
Jiang Yao yawned.
Someone was so unruly in bed that he couldn't resist the sleepiness and was about to fall asleep with his eyes closing.
He vaguely felt that there seemed to be something different about Duan Zhuxian tonight, but he couldn't tell what the specific change was.
It was clearly the same face that hadn't changed in a thousand years, with absolute calmness between his brows and his thin lips slightly pursed, not seeming to be able to utter anything nice...
Half asleep and half awake, Jiang Yao felt his slightly sore wrist relieved a lot. After a long time, he realized that Duan Zhuxian was actually massaging his wrist.
He pressed his palm against the thin flesh, circling over the shallow marks left by the tie, and suddenly felt a subtle, insubstantial touch, like the shadow of the moon cast into the water.
Jiang Yao muttered with his eyes closed: "Marrying you seems to be the most suitable choice."
"Um?"
Duan Zhuxian's movements paused.
Jiang Yao's lips moved slightly, and Duan Zhuxian immediately leaned over to listen, afraid of missing a word.
"Think about it, if it were someone else, wouldn't I have to take their feelings into consideration? Just like my brother and sister-in-law, they're exhausted, and it just so happens that we don't like each other, so we don't have to worry about each other's words or actions..."
Jiang Yao spoke slowly and paused for a long time with his eyes closed.
"Just like you said the other day, they are a perfect match."
The last part was breathy, and there was a hint of toothpaste in the words, the scent of orange blossom.
Duan Zhuxian held his breath slightly.
But this slowly lingering sweetness still easily penetrated his nostrils, stirring up millions of butterflies in his stomach.
"Jiang Yao, what if one day I fall in love with you?"
After a long time, Duan Zhuxian suddenly said.
【Author’s words】
Tomorrow is Wednesday, no updates as usual, the next chapter will be v-ed, 6000+ words will be updated at 8pm on Thursday, wait for me darlings!!
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