Chapter 30
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Wang Zhi was a little annoyed by his crying, and the room was hot, so he grabbed a drink from the table and drank it.
...It tastes so bad.
Wang Zhi put it back silently, worried that Gao Fengming would get his haute couture dirty from crying. He said softly, "Brother, I'll go look for a medical kit for you."
Gao Fengming then let go of Wang Zhi. Wang Zhi went to the front desk to ask for a medical kit. When he came back, he saw Gao Fengming drinking to drown his sorrows. There were a lot of empty wine glasses on the table. Gao Fengming's eyes were red and his gaze was blank, as if he was reminiscing about the past.
Wang Zhi was speechless. Just as he was about to persuade him, his phone rang. Gao Fengming took a quick look and jumped up reflexively: "I'm leaving first."
Wang Zhi was holding a medical kit and asked, "Brother, where are you going?"
Gao Fengming said without even turning his head: "Go back and work overtime."
…
The work is amazing. It transformed the arrogant rich second generation into a good worker who would get up even when drunk.
Wang Zhi returned the medical kit and looked up uncomfortably.
Is the cooling effect of the air conditioning here a bit poor?
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"Xu Bai—" the agent asked, "Where have you been?"
Jiang Xubai smiled and said, "I stayed in the lounge for a while."
The agent lowered his voice, "Luckily you're okay. I just learned that your uncle sent someone here to cause trouble."
"It's nothing."
I just had a fight with Gao Fengming.
Thinking of what Gao Fengming had just said and Wang Zhi's caring face, Jiang Xubai couldn't help but feel even more disgusted with Gao Fengming.
Jiang Xubai finished speaking, but suddenly paused. His agent asked curiously, "What's wrong?"
Jiang Xubai had already turned around in a hurry.
Something is not right.
Ding Yu attached great importance to this opening ceremony and sent almost all the artists in the company to show their support. It was not surprising that he was among them, but what was surprising was that in such a large venue, how could it be such a coincidence that he and Gao Fengming met and were alone together.
The waiter led him to the lounge. When Gao Fengming arrived, he seemed surprised as well, not expecting him to be there.
Too many coincidences are not coincidences.
The agent beside him was chasing him breathlessly, but Jiang Xubai had no time to pay attention. He was only worried that the method his second uncle did not use on him would accidentally fall on Wang Zhi.
The door to the lounge was closed. Jiang Xubai didn't care about anything else and kicked the door open: "Wang Zhi——"
But the room was empty, with only a messy wine glass lying there, and Wang Zhi was nowhere to be seen.
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It's really hot.
Wang Zhi tugged at his collar imperceptibly, stood in the crowd with a smile, and listened to their conversation.
Is the air conditioner really not broken?
But looking at the reactions of the people around him, it was obvious that he was the only one feeling uncomfortable. Wang Zhi endured it for a while, but it was really a bit unbearable and he wanted to go back to his room to take a cold shower.
But as soon as he turned around, he bumped into someone else. Wang Zhi hurriedly said, "Sorry—"
"Will an apology be enough?" a sharp voice asked. "Do the younger generation these days even know how to behave?"
Wang Zhi barely endured the discomfort and looked up.
The person who stopped him looked malicious and had a condescending expression. His originally handsome and mature face now showed mean lines. It was Producer Sun who had made things difficult for Wang Zhi that day.
He was wearing a white YSL suit, with a small stain of alcohol on his chest, and was looking at Wang Zhi viciously.
It was him who caused me to be kicked out of the crew!
He is a producer, but he was forced to leave by the second male lead. It is such a shame!
Seeing Wang Zhi remained silent, Producer Sun sneered, "Why, now that no one is backing you up, you can't even speak?"
In fact, Wang Zhi thought for a while before remembering who he was. Hearing this, he apologized again: "I'm so sorry, I didn't see you behind me."
——Producer Sun had already noticed Wang Zhi, so he came over on purpose.
Now that he had an excuse, he continued to be unreasonable: "Are you saying that I stood behind you on purpose?"
How could this person be so unreasonable?
Wang Zhi frowned and said in a lighter tone: "Then what do you want?"
The people around were attracted by the argument between the two. Producer Sun said, "You have to toast me, your senior."
Next to them was a shimmering champagne tower. Wang Zhi, not wanting to argue any further, took a glass and gulped it down. Producer Sun, mistaking his intention for a show of weakness, gloated, "I didn't say just one glass. Drink at least a whole level of this champagne tower... Ah—what are you doing!"
Wang Zhi withdrew his hand and placed the empty wine glass on the table.
I can't stand it.
Whining and whine.
Looking at Producer Sun, who had been splashed with wine, Wang Zhi smiled and said gently, "The first glass of wine is to show respect for you as a senior in the industry. This glass of wine is to tell you not to push your luck."
Wang Zhi turned and left. When he reached the door, he finally heard Producer Sun's exasperated and incredible scream. It seemed as if he couldn't believe that Wang Zhi would treat him like this.
Why can't I treat him like this?
When I turned around, my movement was not big, and I kept a normal social distance, so I would definitely not bump into him, unless he was deliberately standing behind me, waiting to cause trouble.
Even if I was willing to keep quiet before, I feel so uncomfortable now that I don't want to worry about it anymore.
Besides...
He has a backer now.
As this thought crossed Wang Zhi's mind, which was already feeling a bit suffocated by the heat, the corners of his lips curled up inexplicably, and he felt that the anger in his heart had been suppressed a lot.
He was so sure that even if he reported this matter to Gao Bochong, Gao Bochong would definitely stand on his side.
After returning to the room, Wang Zhi closed the door casually and went to the bathroom to run water for a bath. He kept his head down and did not look around. After turning on the faucet, he immediately retreated.
This place looks more and more familiar the more I look at it.
Wang Zhi didn't dare to think too much and was finally able to untie the bow tie, but as soon as he put his hand on it, he stopped again, and then carefully untied the tie and put it neatly in the cloakroom beside him.
This is haute couture.
So expensive.
After all, it is money that makes people sober.
Wang Zhi hung up his coat and heard the sound of the door being pushed open. Wang Zhi was startled and went out to see Gao Fengming walking in.
Wang Zhi asked in surprise, "Why are you here? ...Didn't I lock the door?"
"No." Gao Fengming seemed even more drunk. He walked in drunkenly and sat down heavily on the sofa. "I'm off work... Come, I'll keep you company."
Who wants him to accompany you?
Wang Zhi was now very impatient and asked tactfully but directly, "Don't you have your own room?"
Fortunately, Gao Fengming was drunk and didn't notice his impatience: "...Double room, I don't want to live with my colleagues."
The corners of Wang Zhi's mouth twitched.
He doesn't want a double room either!
But Gao Fengming was so drunk that he couldn't get rid of him. Wang Zhi had no choice but to ignore him. He would stay in the suite inside that night and let Gao Fengming sleep on the sofa.
Wang Zhi said considerately, "Brother, I'll go get you a bed and quilt."
Wang Zhi brought over a blanket and put it aside. Gao Fengming suddenly reached out and grabbed his arm. Wang Zhi frowned, still not liking the feeling of contact with Gao Fengming. "What's wrong?"
"Zhizhi," Gao Fengming pulled the defenseless Wang Zhi into his arms, "I miss you so much..."
Gao Fengming's embrace was very hot, almost abnormally hot.
Wang Zhi was wrapped in him, his whole body froze, and he subconsciously pushed him away. Gao Fengming was pushed sideways, and Wang Zhi took the opportunity to get out of his arms: "Brother, you are drunk."
"I don't……"
Gao Fengming actually knew that he was drunk, but the alcohol made his brain groggy and he completely lost his usual self-control. Although he had had many relationships and had always played around with women, he had never had anything with anyone.
The Gao family has strict rules and traditions. Things like this are always saved for marriage, with one's lover. Gao Fengming had previously identified Jiang Xubai as his lover, but what happened today was a huge blow to him!
How could Jiang Xubai treat him like this!
For his sake, I have never even touched Wang Zhi!
Gao Fengming was filled with grief, sadness, and an indescribable warmth. He could smell the fragrance on Wang Zhi's body, which was a faint smell of alcohol, but not strong. Instead, it made the light rose scent closer to his skin even more charming.
Gao Fengming stood up and hugged Wang Zhi around the waist. He placed his nose on Wang Zhi's neck, greedily sniffing the scent that made him linger: "Zhizhi... don't you miss me too? Tonight, I will stay with you..."
Goose bumps appeared on the place where he was kissed, but it was different from the numb feeling before. It was an unbearable feeling, like a wet insect crawling over it. Wang Zhi struggled and said, "Calm down!"
But Gao Fengming couldn't listen at all.
His hand had already touched Wang Zhi's lower abdomen, eager to tear off the belt, and then continue downwards...
Gao Fengming suddenly froze, a look of surprise appearing in his confused eyes. He stared at Wang Zhi blankly, and under Wang Zhi's nervous gaze, he finally fell down.
Wang Zhi breathed rapidly, and his fingers trembled as he closed the open collar of his shirt.
Fortunately, he had learned self-defense and knew how to make a person pass out safely. Otherwise, Wang Zhi really had no confidence in being able to contend with the strength of a drunk adult man.
Shaking his hand which was slightly sore from punching Gao Fengming, Wang Zhi knew that he could not stay in this room tonight.
He grabbed the phone and pulled the door open forcefully.
Gao Fengming, this idiot, actually remembered to lock the door when he came in.
The lights in the corridor were not on. Wang Zhi felt shaky as he stepped on the thick carpet. The fire in his body was ignited by Gao Fengming's touch. Wang Zhi finally understood that the heat tonight did not come from the broken air conditioner.
He and Gao Fengming must have drunk something they shouldn't have.
This hotel again...
The corridor was very long and all the lights were off. Only the safety passage at the end emitted a faint orchid light.
Wang Zhi's clothes were thin, with a messy collar and the hem of his clothes pulled out of his belt for the most part, revealing his snow-white belly and waist. He was moving forward with one foot deep and one foot shallow, as if he was trying to escape, but also as if he was walking into a trap.
There was a sound behind him, as if someone was sending a message on the phone. Wang Zhi didn't dare to look back and groped his way towards the elevator hall. The footsteps were light, but there was one more sound.
Someone was following behind him, looking at him leisurely.
Wang Zhi was startled, and the next moment, he was pulled into someone's arms.
!
Wang Zhi struggled violently, raising his elbow and hitting the man behind him. The man who was holding him groaned, but seemed to be laughing. He grabbed his wrist and rubbed it casually.
"Childish." He heard Gao Bochong's voice, so low, so hoarse and almost sexy, close to his ear, calling him gently, "It's me."
Wang Zhi, who was still struggling, suddenly stopped. He slowly turned his head and saw Gao Bochong holding a mobile phone in one hand. The screen was on, reflecting his tall and cold eyebrows. His unfathomable eyes were quiet and crazy in the light. He looked at him as if looking at prey.
Wang Zhi shuddered involuntarily. The feeling of being stared at was too strong, like an illusion. He had no control over his future fate at all.
"Boss Gao..." Wang Zhi's voice trembled, trying to maintain his composure, "Let me go first."
Gao Bochong didn't say anything. Wang Zhi's heart was beating fast. His subconscious mind caught something. Fortunately, Gao Bochong finally let go of his hand.
Wang Zhi felt relieved and just as he stood up straight, his legs went weak and he fell back into Gao Bochong's arms.
This time she fell even deeper, and her whole body was buried in Gao Bochong's arms.
The smell of alcohol in the nose was covered by a large amount of cold air, like the early morning in a snowy field at high latitudes.
Cold, clean, forever high and untouchable.
That was the smell of Gao Bochong.
The heat that I had finally ignored climbed up my bones and surged up, and a huge feeling of emptiness came over me at this moment.
Wang Zhi grabbed Gao Bochong's arm tremblingly and discovered with horror.
The place that had been brutally kissed became wet uncontrollably after smelling the familiar scent.
It seemed as if he was looking forward to experiencing that bone-piercing blow again.
no……
Wang Zhi tried to think.
This is Gao Bochong, his fiancé's older brother, the thigh he wants to cling to...
He should let go and push Gao Bo Chong away.
"What's wrong, Zhizhi? Do you want me to let you go?"
Gao Bochong's voice had never been so gentle, as if no matter what he chose, he would execute it without hesitation.
I should stay away from Gao Bo Chong.
Thinking of this, Wang Zhi looked up with a dazed look at Gao Bochong.
The corners of his eyes were red, and the moisture in his eyes made him look like he was about to cry. He didn't even notice that his slender waist was twisting, as if he was impatiently searching for something.
Like a fish trapped on the beach, waiting for someone to come and rescue him.
But there was no one else who could save him.
Here, there are only two of them.
Gao Bochong waited patiently, waiting for Wang Zhi to make his own choice.
“Brother…”
He heard Wang Zhi's crying voice.
Gao Bochong didn't move, but his rapidly rising body temperature and beating heart couldn't deceive anyone.
"Hug me."
My heart dropped heavily, hit bottom, and then beat violently upwards.
Gao Bochong picked up Wang Zhi, and he was so heavy that Wang Zhi started sobbing.
On the phone screen, the message he had just sent was still displayed, telling his assistant not to bring the keys.
When Gao Fengming broke into Wang Zhi's room just now, Gao Bochong immediately sent someone to get the key. He waited outside, patient but impatient.
He had deliberately left this suite unrenovated, its old furnishings unchanged from the last time. He waited for Wang Zhi to recall the night between them, but unexpectedly, he got something unexpected.
The Jiang family was scheming against each other for the little family property left behind. Jiang Xubai's second uncle even took a risk and bribed the hotel waiter, hoping that Jiang Xubai and Gao Fengming would have sex after drinking and make Jiang Xubai lose face.
But Wang Zhi broke in.
Gao Fengming and Wang Zhi drank the glass of drugged sparkling wine.
The old door panel had poor sound insulation, and the conversation between the two people could be vaguely heard. Gao Bochong regretted a thousand times why he didn't stop Gao Fengming outside the door directly, and even planned to break in directly.
Fortunately, the door was opened and Wang Zhi walked out by himself.
The young man in his arms had a somewhat dazed look in his eyes, his lips slightly parted, revealing a line of snow-white teeth amidst the bright red.
Gao Bochong really wanted to kiss him hard, but he held back and just hugged him and returned to his room.
Hot water was already in the bathtub, and the white steam was floating and filling the entire bathroom. Wang Zhi curled up in Gao Bochong's arms, feeling Gao Bochong's strong and muscular arms tightly around his waist.
Wang Zhi was a little scared.
His mind was dizzy and he couldn't even remember what he had just chosen. He only knew that Gao Bo Chong was holding him tightly, yet very comfortably, which made Wang Zhi want to open his mouth and make a little sound.
But Wang Zhi held back, biting his lip hard, not wanting Gao Bochong to notice. Steam dampened his hair, and on the edge of confusion and lucidity, he felt himself falling, about to be put into the bathtub.
Haute couture dress!
Wang Zhi struggled violently: "No!"
He was lying there limply, but suddenly he struggled. Gao Bochong subconsciously hugged him tightly, and then he heard him say in his arms with a breathless voice: "Take off my clothes... for me..."
What you borrow must be returned.
If it gets dirty, you have to pay for it.
Gao Bo Chong couldn't help wanting to laugh, and pinched Wang Zhi's small, white ears. Wang Zhi's breathing quickened, and a few muffled groans escaped from his lips, but his attitude was extremely firm.
Gao Bochong put him on the sink, let him sit on the marble, and then bent down. His slippers had disappeared when he struggled, leaving only snow-white cotton socks wrapped around his slender ankles. Gao Bochong took off his socks for him, and when he was about to unbuckle his belt, he stopped.
Wang Zhi was leaning against the mirror behind him, his eyes tightly closed, without any expression, but his red cheeks and trembling eyelashes betrayed his nervousness.
Gao Bochong smiled and said, "You do it yourself."
Wang Zhi's eyelashes trembled even more violently, and she opened her eyes in shock and looked at Gao Bochong.
Gao Bochong's face was calm, and his tone was still indifferent: "Or do you want me to help you take it off?"
Take off your clothes in front of Gao Bochong, or let Gao Bochong take off your clothes.
The flush on his face deepened. Wang Zhi suppressed his shame and whispered, "I'll do it myself."
Gao Bochong let go of his hand, and seeing that Wang Zhi could sit steadily on his own, he stepped back a few steps, stood there, and looked at Wang Zhi quietly.
The light in the bathroom was bright, but it was blurred by the steam and turned into a blurry moonlight. Wang Zhi felt increasingly uncomfortable in the steam and reluctantly unbuttoned his shirt, leaving only the last button hanging precariously on the collar. However, under the collar, the large white chest, waist and abdomen could no longer be covered. The half-covered and half-exposed look made it seem more like he was reluctant but also willing.
Gao Bochong's gaze fell on the mirror, and he saw a beautiful gap between Wang Zhi's waist and the mirror. His breathing became heavier, his expression did not change, but his eyes stared at the skin that had rarely seen the light of day with almost vicious eyes, as if he wanted to bite it hard.
Wang Zhi himself noticed this and felt his cheeks almost burning. His hands were shaking violently. He tried to unbuckle his belt several times but failed.
Gao Bochong finally lost his patience and stepped forward and said, "Let go."
Wang Zhi's hand was still on his belt, as if he was on guard against him.
Gao Bochong sneered, quickly unbuckled his belt, pulled it out and threw it to the ground.
The trousers slid down Wang Zhi's legs and fell to the ground.
On the dark marble countertop, Wang Zhi's skin was tight and white, and because of the wine and medicine, it had a unnatural but extremely fragrant red, as if honey would drip out with just a slight touch. It had to be touched carefully to ensure that the delicate and soft skin was not hurt at all.
Gao Bochong stared at Wang Zhi, but Wang Zhi didn't dare to look at him. He lowered his eyes, and his long eyelashes were like black feather fans, casting a beautiful shadow under his eyes. He looked very calm, but Gao Bochong could tell without touching him that he was tense.
Gao Bochong chuckled, grabbed his ankles, and held him horizontally in his arms: "You've never taken off your clothes in front of others?"
Wang Zhi has been hypnotizing himself.
It's okay, it's okay, it's okay.
But he was really nervous!
He wanted to go back more than ten minutes and ask himself why he chose to let Gao Bo Chong carry him in!
When he made that choice, both of them knew what would happen next.
but……
Instinct acts over reason.
He knew what his body was craving.
Wang Zhi was extremely thirsty, and his voice was pitifully hoarse: "I took it off."
Gao Bochong didn't say anything, but tightened his arms a little. Wang Zhi was a little breathless and whispered, "When the stylist was doing my makeup, she watched me take off my clothes..."
The feeling of weightlessness instantly overwhelmed him, and he fell into the bathtub, surrounded by warm water.
Caught off guard, Wang Zhi slid down. He groped for something to grab, but in his panic, he only touched the smooth edge of the porcelain bathtub.
Someone grabbed him from behind, pulled him out, and held him firmly in his arms.
Wang Zhi choked slightly and was completely wet. Her shirt stuck tightly to her body, making her look disheveled yet incredibly beautiful.
Gao Bochong's jaw rested on his shoulder, and his breath hit his ear as he spoke. He asked him gently, "Are you feeling better?"
Two people were squeezed into one bathtub, especially with Gao Bocong's tall stature, the bath water overflowed and splashed onto the ground. Wang Zhi was soaking in it, feeling a little weightless, and floated upwards, but was pushed back.
His face turned red, and he almost couldn't hold it in when asked this question. He moved, trying to move away from Gao Bo Chong.
Gao Bochong suddenly pressed his shoulders: "Don't move."
Wang Zhi suddenly whimpered.
The voice is soft, but very delicate.
The skin soaked in water became more sensitive. The places where Gao Bo Chong touched felt too strong, like a lit fire that was spreading rapidly.
"It seems it's not healed yet." Gao Bochong smiled, but there was no smile in his tone, more like an urging, "Should I do it?"
Wang Zhi froze. He had clearly prepared himself mentally, but now he realized that his preparation was far from enough.
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