Chapter 59 "So you like pure love?"
When Jiang Yao got off the car, he didn't even have time to catch his breath. The muscles in his entire leg were trembling, and he didn't step on the ground correctly several times.
The moment he stepped out of the car, he thought to himself: I will never ride in Duan Zhuxian's car again in my life.
He just had nothing better to do today so he went to check what was going on. He wanted to make Duan Zhuxian angry with Wei Zhihan, and it would be best if he died of anger.
Enduring the pain, Jiang Yao took two quick steps towards the underground elevator as if he was avoiding the plague. His movements were too big, and the down jacket he was wearing slipped off his shoulders. Someone held it from behind and put it back on his shoulders.
Duan Zhuxian saw the slight twitch between Jiang Yao's eyebrows and guessed that he must be feeling uncomfortable. He raised his arm and lightly embraced Jiang Yao's back: "You really don't want me to hold you?"
Jiang Yao responded to him with an elbow without saying a word.
The tip of her elbow hit his chest, soft and powerless, but with a firm attitude.
Looking at Jiang Yao's cold back of the head and his back that loved no one, Duan Zhuxian deliberately slowed down his pace to avoid provoking Jiang Yao to walk too fast and hurt him.
After hearing what Wei Zhihan said today and seeing Jiang Yao rushing to see him without even changing out of her pajamas, he really couldn't help himself and was a bit harsh.
He wanted to see this beautiful man lose his mind for him, and wanted those arrogant lips to utter words of love that belonged only to him.
These possessive desires, so strong that they are almost twisted, have accumulated over the years and did not exist overnight. He usually hides them very well, but today he was a little unable to control himself. He just hopes not to scare Jiang Yao.
From a distance of three meters, Duan Zhuxian said, "If you really feel uncomfortable, I can give you some medicine."
Jiang Yao blushed and cursed through gritted teeth: "Get lost, I don't want to talk to a beast."
Duan Zhuxian followed behind, smiling helplessly.
What if he's so fierce and can't be coaxed back?
After entering the elevator, Jiang Yao quickly pressed the door closing button without waiting for Duan Zhuxian to come over. At the moment when the two doors were about to close, a hand reached in from the gap and grabbed the door with a bang.
Jiang Yao's heart almost stopped with fear, and he hurriedly pressed the door-opening button. The moment the elevator door bounced open again, Duan Zhuxian came in.
"Are you sick?" Jiang Yao grabbed Duan Zhuxian's hand.
Duan Zhuxian raised her eyebrows, curved the corners of her lips, and let him hold her hand and check it over and over again.
The elevator door had an emergency brake, but Duan Zhuxian's right hand was still broad, slender, and intact with distinct joints.
It was this hand that looked warm, clean, and beautiful, which had pinched him maliciously a few minutes ago, coaxing and deceiving him, just not letting him go...
Jiang Yao's anxious expression gradually turned into shame and anger.
A half-smiling voice came from above my head: "Are you worried that my hand will be pinched off?"
Jiang Yao shook off Duan Zhuxian's hand and snorted coldly, "It's best if it's broken. In the future, when you're alone and can't sleep, even a manual transmission won't be half as good. Just thinking about that scene is hilarious."
He didn't like to attack people's baseness, but Duan Zhuxian was too shameless, so he was treating them in their own way.
Duan Zhuxian hummed, and said seriously: "Anyway, I have you, that's all."
Jiang Yao was choked.
Why does he have to compare this with Duan Zhuxian when there are so many other things he can compare himself to?
When it comes to vulgarity, Duan Zhuxian is number one, and no one dares to claim second place.
*
While taking a bath, Duan Zhuxian insisted on joining in, but Jiang Yao was too lazy to chase him away since the bathtub was big enough anyway.
Sitting at either end, Duan Zhuxian touched Jiang Yao's calf and said, "Don't you want to know what Wei Zhihan and I talked about?"
Jiang Yao moved his legs away: "Is it me who didn't ask or you who didn't tell me?"
Duan Zhuxian smiled.
He didn't make it clear on purpose.
He wanted to see Jiang Yao secretly panicking.
Duan Zhuxian said, "Wei Zhihan said that you were always looking for him recently, and you met privately many times."
Jiang Yao's heart tightened, and he secretly cursed Wei Zhihan for sowing discord, but he pretended not to care: "Yes, he is right, didn't you know it a long time ago?"
Duan Zhuxian said with a smile: "I only know that you met him, I didn't know that you met him because of me."
Jiang Yao blushed: "Don't flatter yourself. We have a legal relationship. If you lose money, I lose money."
Duan Zhuxian heard this and did not refute, but smiled even more.
Jiang Yao had just used up too much energy in the car and was feeling sleepy. He didn't even have the energy to argue with anyone.
When he half-closed his eyes in the slowly flowing water, he felt two hands on his waist and shoulders respectively. A sharp light flashed in the corner of his eyes, and he lunged forward with force, stirring up a splash of water.
He pressed Duan Zhuxian's chest tightly, his brows cold, and asked condescendingly: "What do you want to do now?"
"Let me massage you to relieve your muscle pain." Duan Zhuxian raised his hands, looking innocent as if he had been wronged.
Recalling Duan Zhuxian's massage skills, Jiang Yao was really moved. After struggling for a moment, he finally decided to trust him once.
After enjoying himself on the edge of the bathtub for a while, Jiang Yao fell asleep with his eyes closed, like a cat with its fur stroked. When he woke up, Duan Zhuxian was wiping the water off his body.
In the dense fog, the pair of deep eyebrows and eyes were soaked in the warm light, without any coldness, and every inch of the gaze that fell on his skin was extremely gentle.
The celebration in the car was not over yet, and Jiang Yao was still unhappy, but suddenly he couldn't get angry anymore, as if he had a dud.
Coming out of the bathroom, Jiang Yao, with half-dry hair, sat on the sofa like a young master, waiting for Duan Zhuxian to bring the hair dryer.
The last time Duan Zhuxian blew his hair, they hadn't even gotten their marriage certificate yet. In just three months, their relationship had changed drastically. It was quite bizarre to think about it.
Duan Zhuxian gently ran his fingertips through Jiang Yao's hair. He lifted up the single red hair on the back of her head and asked, "When did you start dyeing it?"
Jiang Yao closed his eyes and said, "A few years ago, I can't remember exactly, it should be when you were studying abroad."
I don’t know why Duan Zhuxian suddenly asked this, but a hypocritical person like Duan Zhuxian who only wears black, white and gray would definitely think that his hair color is childish and out of place.
However, when the fingers at the back of his head straightened his hair, a low, laughing voice came from above his head: "It looks good, like a little fox."
Jiang Yao said "Oh" a little late, and suddenly remembered the little fox ornament on Duan Zhuxian's car.
Just now in the car, the fox was shaking and swaying, almost at the same frequency as him...
He quickly cut off this strange association.
Duan Zhuxian turned off the hair dryer and ruffled Jiang Yao's fluffy hair: "I have a fox figurine in my car that looks a lot like you."
Jiang Yao: "..."
Duan Zhuxian: "Especially when the car is moving and shaking."
Jiang Yao: "…………"
*
The next day, Jiang Yao went out to meet up with some drinking buddies.
In the afternoon, Duan Zhuxian received a package at home and when he opened it, he found a belt.
There are three.
Each belt buckle is adorned with a padlock the size of a fingernail.
In the horse farm, Jiang Yao sat alone in the rest area on the side, watching others galloping freely and happily.
He was in a bad mood today, with a gloomy look in his eyes. None of the people around him who wanted to chat with him dared to confront him.
After riding a few laps, the friend came back, took off his helmet, and sat next to Jiang Yao. He asked, "Why aren't you on stage? Don't you see there are so many people here waiting to see you? Haven't things been going well at work lately?"
Jiang Yao took a sip of juice and said calmly, "The project is going smoothly."
The friend then asked, "Did some idiot mess with you?"
Jiang Yao said, "Ever since Li Ruizhi went in, fewer and fewer idiots dare to show up in front of me."
My friend nodded in understanding: "That means the marriage is not harmonious. Marrying someone like Duan Zhuxian, who is arrogant and asexual, is really painful just thinking about it."
When Jiang Yao heard this comment, he almost choked on his juice.
It's suffering.
It's a great crime.
So much so that he couldn't even get on the horse today and could only be a quiet spectator outside the venue.
After his friend returned to the racecourse, Jiang Yao happened to receive a message from Duan Zhuxian: "Why did you suddenly send me something? Is it a reward for your service yesterday?"
Duan Zhuxian still dares to mention yesterday!
Jiang Yao laughed angrily and replied, "A wedding anniversary gift. (Yellow Bean Man smiles)"
Duan Zhuxian quickly replied, "There are still 288 days until our first wedding anniversary."
?
This person has an artificial calendar, without any recollection or calculation.
Jiang Yao narrowed his eyes and typed, "Did you see the lock on the belt? Some things are uncontrollable and can only be kept in check if they are locked up."
The next second, Duan Zhuxian called.
Jiang Yao picked up the phone, his eyes full of provocation.
Duan Zhuxian asked immediately, "So you like pure love?"
An unexpected, thoughtful tone.
It seemed as if he was originally a playboy in Duan Zhuxian's mind.
Being blamed for something he hadn't done before, Jiang Yao was furious and said, "Anyway, it's not the love of a beast like you!"
A low laugh came from the other side, hitting Jiang Yao's eardrum accurately, causing a tingling sensation.
Duan Zhuxian: "I understand."
Then hang up the phone.
Jiang Yao: "?"
What does this person understand?
And she smiles so seductively...
I don’t know what tricks Duan Zhuxian is up to.
Jiang Yao returned to the chat box, his fingers hovering over the keyboard for a long time, but he finally resisted the urge to ask.
He wasn't looking forward to it anyway.
Jiang Yao put away his phone, his cheeks a little red under the glow of the setting sun.
【Author’s words】
I have something to do tomorrow, so I'll take a day off. See you on Monday at 8pm!
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