Chapter 9 "It hurts."
The shameful aftertaste in my heart was ruthlessly exposed by the instigator.
Jiang Yao didn't care about anything and picked up the pillow and pressed it towards Duan Zhuxian's harsh mouth. The moment he was about to hit the target, he encountered a strong resistance.
The pillow slipped out of his hand and fell to his feet.
The next second, his wrist was pinched.
Duan Zhuxian stared at him, pressed his fingertips on his pulse and rubbed it.
It was very light, but to Jiang Yao, it felt like some kind of provocation.
Jiang Yao was stunned for half a second, and all the blood in his body rushed to his forehead instantly. He exploded and threw a punch at Duan Zhuxian's chest, but was caught accurately by Duan Zhuxian's other hand, as easy as catching a cat.
Because of an accident in his childhood, Jiang Yao was sent by his parents to learn fighting for several years. His punches were famous for being fast and fierce. Those second-generation rich kids who were aggressive and aggressive had to take a detour when they saw him.
From childhood to adulthood, he had never lost a fight, even when he was at a disadvantage, let alone at this moment, when two people were in the same confined space and had made miscalculations one after another.
He was unable to accept this completely disadvantageous situation for a moment. He looked carefully in the chaos and found that Duan Zhuxian had unbuckled his seat belt at some point. His tall body leaned out of the seat, covering him in the seat at an oppressive angle.
No wonder every movement was so easy, it turns out I was cheating.
"Duan Zhuxian, are you still reasonable?"
Jiang Yao questioned loudly.
Duan Zhuxian said nothing, just raised his eyebrows.
Jiang Yao was so angry that he struggled in vain, so he could only try to kick Duan Zhuxian with his feet. However, due to the double restraints of the safety belt and Duan Zhuxian, he missed the target after several kicks and his legs were pinned by Duan Zhuxian.
"Stop making trouble, or you'll be the one who gets tired."
A slow voice came from his ears. Jiang Yao paused and raised his head. He met Duan Zhuxian's downcast eyes and felt that there was a strong sense of ridicule in them.
All the past events flashed through my mind.
The evil fire in Jiang Yao's chest suddenly burned even more fiercely. He pulled his hand with all his strength and almost broke free from the restraints.
Duan Zhuxian simply put his wrists together, held them with one hand, raised them above his head and pushed them towards the back of the chair.
The back of his head hit the soft and delicate cowhide, and Jiang Yao was stunned for a moment.
That night, Duan Zhuxian used the same position to hold him down until the back of his head was deeply buried in the pillow. Then he pulled out his tie and tied him up when he was not paying attention.
All the tricks he used were shady and he had no martial ethics at all.
Bad memories and premonitions flooded into Jiang Yao's mind, and his scalp went numb.
In a blink of an eye, Duan Zhuxian raised his free hand and his fingertips fell on his tie.
Jiang Yao's hair stood on end, and he shouted in response: "Let me go if you dare, and let's have a fair fight outside!"
"You also said that I am unreasonable."
Duan Zhuxian lowered his eyes and looked at the young man who was gritting his teeth and curled up under him. He lightly touched his bow tie with his fingers and slowly leaned on the armrest beside the other person.
Jiang Yao's chest suddenly heaved violently, and he breathed a sigh of relief.
Duan Zhuxian didn't want to repeat the same trick, he just wanted to straighten his messed up tie.
Just like a beast in human form, after revealing his barbarity, he must immediately take care of his skin in order to maintain his hypocrisy.
The car suddenly fell silent, even quieter than the night outside, and the two of them stood facing each other, one above and one below.
One clamped the other's wrists, and the other was ready to fight back at any time. Their heavy breathings were entangled together, and the few short seconds seemed longer than eternity.
After a moment, Jiang Yao twisted his hand with difficulty, turned his face to the side, lowered his eyes, and his eyelashes just covered the small flames under his eyes.
He moved his lips: "It hurts."
The drooping expression and unpleasant tone, coupled with that beautiful face that could make one's heart flutter at any moment, seemed to have a strange effect, like a cat's paw with its fur standing on end, scratching Duan Zhuxian's heart.
From the beginning to the end, he didn't exert too much strength, but only slightly used the spatial advantage and psychological tactics to avoid causing too much pain to the big man.
Besides, Jiang Yao's skin was too white and delicate, and if he pressed it with his fingers for a while, it would leave red marks. He had just experienced this a few days ago, and he didn't want to leave rough marks on it all the time.
But it was rare for him to see Jiang Yao surrender to him, so his heart softened. He slowly loosened his fingertips on his pulse, and then released his fingers that were circling his wrist bone.
Three seconds later, there was a "bang".
Jiang Yao picked up the pillow and covered Duan Zhuxian's face with it without any strength.
Lin Zhu returned to the roadside with a briefcase and happened to see this scene through the car window.
He remembered that a few days ago, Mr. Duan reminded him that Mr. Jiang had a bad temper.
Now it seems that Mr. Jiang’s temper is probably only directed at Mr. Duan.
After figuring this out, Lin Zhu broke out in a hot sweat, as if he had discovered some shocking secret. From then on, he kept it a secret and dared not think about it anymore.
After the noise in the car died down, he quietly got into the driver's seat and started the car like an invisible man.
The dispute was unilaterally provoked by Jiang Yao, and was also unilaterally ended by Jiang Yao, leaving only a cold back of the head to people, and even the red highlights at the ends of the hair exuded a strong sense of dissatisfaction.
Duan Zhuxian tilted his head slightly, his dark gaze skillfully falling on the back figure he had sketched countless times, slowly moving up from the slender waist, all the way along the cold white neck, and stopping at the end of the hair.
Jiang Yao's hair was as soft as he had imagined over the years.
That night, he held Jiang Yao's head with one hand from behind, rubbing his scalp with his fingertips, burying his fingers in the warm hair that he had never touched before, until his fingers were completely filled with hair.
Whenever he came to a critical moment, Jiang Yao would raise his neck as if on the verge of death, cursing in dissatisfaction, but his back of the head would unconsciously move closer to his palm, falling into the trap again and again.
The lock of red hair leaked out from between his fingers, and as he tightened his fingers, it curled up and trembled, like the most beautiful feathers of a peacock, or the proud tail of a red fox.
Jiang Yao was completely unaware of the almost explicit gaze behind him and was concentrating on sulking.
In fact, as early as when they first met, when his entire attention was firmly grasped by this perfect opponent, he keenly realized that Duan Zhuxian was not as gentle as he seemed.
But at that time, he admired Duan Zhuxian and felt that Duan Zhuxian was a person worthy of his in-depth exploration, so that every time he interacted with Duan Zhuxian, he had infinite expectations.
Even the unintentional contact with that dark gaze could inspire him to feel the pleasure of digging for minerals along the deep passage.
But now, he just thinks that Duan Zhuxian is a beast in human clothing.
If you peel off that layer of skin, there is nothing but perversion.
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After arriving at the Jiang family, Jiang Yao took off his shoes as soon as he entered the house and said to the housekeeper, "Don't let anyone in."
After saying that, he walked straight to the island in the living room and took a few big gulps of water. When he turned around, he found that someone had been invited into the house by the nanny and was respectfully served a cup of tea.
Jiang Yao frowned and said, "I told you not to let anyone go without permission."
The nanny was stunned: "Isn't this my uncle?"
Jiang Yao was shocked and showed an extremely uncomfortable expression. He glanced at Duan Zhuxian and said, "Son-in-law, what the hell? He hasn't even passed the door yet."
The nanny obviously didn't expect the situation to develop like this. She felt a little embarrassed standing between the two of them and looked at Duan Zhuxian for help.
Duan Zhuxian sat on the sofa and took a sip of tea, then said calmly, "It doesn't matter. Since our future relationship is already determined, this title will belong to me sooner or later."
Jiang Yao was speechless, slightly shocked by Duan Zhuxian's shamelessness.
Then, he recalled the moment outside the high school when Duan Zhuxian casually refused to give him the title of "friend". He was in a state of embarrassment, with countless negative emotions such as surprise, embarrassment, disappointment, etc. strangling his throat.
"Yeah, you know it's the future."
With a sudden desire for revenge, Jiang Yao frowned and glanced at the man on the sofa from the corner of his eye.
"So why should I give you a status in advance?"
Seeing that Duan Zhuxian's calm expression froze for a moment, Jiang Yao continued to maintain his aloof attitude and left the living room with a brisk pace.
After returning to the room, the noble and cold expression on Jiang Yao's face melted away instantly, and Duan Zhuxian's sudden strange expression kept replaying in his mind.
He couldn't help but curl the corners of his lips, put on boxing gloves, punched the sandbag several times, and raised his hands high.
"Jiang Yao, KO!"
Then he struck a victory pose and walked halfway around the room.
In fact, Jiang Yao is a very generous person and is not someone who holds grudges.
But Duan Zhuxian is an exception.
Over the years, he had beaten Duan Zhuxian countless times in his heart, and now he finally had the chance to take revenge.
It feels a bit refreshing.
But it wasn't completely satisfying.
After all, what Duan Zhuxian really cares about is commercial interests, and he is not too interested in things like "status".
But ten years ago, he sincerely wanted to be accepted and recognized by Duan Zhuxian.
Jiang Yao slowly bit open his boxing gloves.
Somehow, after just a few moments of showing off, I felt a little uncomfortable again.
Before packing his luggage, Jiang Yao called his parents who were on a business trip and told them about his cohabitation with Duan Zhuxian.
Yuan Li seemed unaware of this and said with a hint of relief, "Seeing you two get along so well, I feel relieved."
Jiang Yao, who had just had a fight with someone, was choked by the word "coordinated" and lost his voice. He finally understood what it meant to be "a dumb person eating bitter herbs".
Yuan Li was very busy and told him to take good care of himself while living away from home, and told him that no matter what choice he made, his family would support him unconditionally.
After hanging up the phone, Jiang Yao completely suppressed the remaining rebellious spirit.
From childhood to adulthood, his parents never forced him to do anything, and always said that they "would not make decisions for his life."
But the more open-minded he was, the more he didn't want to disappoint them. It was hard to explain why it was a rebellious mentality.
Half an hour later, Jiang Yao packed several pieces of clothes and daily necessities into the suitcase. Instead of going downstairs immediately, he lay down on the bed and turned on the record player on the bedside table, intending to listen to some music before leaving, and by the way, to vent his anger on someone who always made him angry.
Unexpectedly, he fell asleep to the melodious guqin music. When he woke up, an hour had passed and no one came to call him.
Duan Zhuxian should have left.
After all, according to rumors, Mr. Duan's time is charged in seconds, so there is no way he would use it to wait for a rival with whom he dislikes each other.
Jiang Yao stretched lazily and staggered out of the bedroom, but unexpectedly saw Duan Zhuxian sitting on the sofa in the living room.
He was still drinking tea, looking indescribably relaxed.
Tsk, someone is really good at pretending...
Jiang Yao was surprised for a while and thought to himself.
So he deliberately ridiculed her: "I didn't realize that Mr. Duan was so patient."
Duan Zhuxian put down his teacup and said slowly, "A little more than you."
Jiang Yao's first reaction was that Duan Zhuxian was comparing his feelings for Shen Tang with his. He raised his eyebrows and sneered, "Then I really can't match Mr. Duan's spirit of banging his head against the wall."
Duan Zhuxian: "Even though your Chinese is not good, I still take this as a compliment."
Jiang Yao: "..."
The fist hit the cotton, and was ridiculed at the same time.
He gritted his teeth and made up his mind secretly—
One day, someone's hypocritical face must reveal an expression of loss of control.
Together with the nanny and Lin Zhu, Jiang Yao lifted four heavy suitcases into the car. Looking out the window at his gradually receding home, he felt that something was amiss, but he couldn't figure out why.
It couldn't be that Duan Zhuxian wanted to live with him, so he deliberately moved out Old Man Duan and forced him to move out late at night, right?
Jiang Yao pinched his eyebrows and almost made himself laugh.
He stole a glance to the side.
A face hidden in the light and shadow was resting with eyes closed, looking completely unconcerned about the future.
It seems that whether he is there or not will not have any impact on Duan Zhuxian's private life.
【Author’s words】
It doesn't really have any impact, it's just partying every night (random talk version)
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