Chapter 90 Lotus
Zhan Lintian carried Jiang Xia upstairs. Jiang Xia's legs were already weak. When they got upstairs and saw that there was no one else around, he simply picked her up and carried her horizontally.
Jiang Xia quickly wrapped her arms around his neck.
Zhan Lintian mischievously tossed it, and the person in his arms swayed, holding him even tighter.
Zhan Lintian rubbed his nose against Jiang Xia's: "You reek of alcohol."
"Wu Zhou isn't even by your side." This has given me a great opportunity.
Jiang Xia blinked and answered honestly, "He's waiting for me in the room opposite the private room in the restaurant... He's waiting for me, I have to tell him."
Zhan Lintian coaxed him gently, "Little darling, you're drunk. You should rest. I'll talk to him for you."
When Jiang Xia's mind isn't clear, he hates trouble, so he just hummed twice, which was considered as agreeing with what he said.
Zhan Lintian opened the door and carried Jiang Xia to the bathroom, where there were two or three heated towels.
He first wiped Jiang Xia's face, and Jiang Xia tilted his head back and squinted his eyes comfortably.
Zhan Lintian chuckled and deliberately rubbed the hot towel on Jiang Xia's face, who stood on tiptoe to touch it with his cheek.
He craned his neck and proactively wiped his face.
With one arm around him, Zhan Lintian lifted Jiang Xia onto the washbasin with ease.
Jiang Xia stretched out his toes, as if to try to jump down.
Zhan Lintian warned him, "Sit still, or I'll carry you back up."
Jiang Xia didn't dare to move, her eyes filled with tears as she looked at him.
"So well-behaved?" he coaxed Jiang Xia like a child.
Jiang Xia was sitting on the sink. Hearing this, he tried to get down, but the other person stopped him.
So he changed his approach: "Do you want...fried rice? It's getting cold..."
"Crab roe fried rice... it should be... alright."
He spoke very slowly, and his eyes were looking around everywhere.
Zhan Lintian noticed that he was speaking very slowly... It seemed that he had been rubbing his face with alcohol and hot water, and was feeling the effects of the alcohol.
Mr. Zhan said softly, "I'm not hungry, I'll eat later..." He suddenly stopped speaking.
When he wiped Jiang Xia's neck, he unbuttoned two buttons, revealing a red mark on her skin—very...new.
Someone else's marks remain on the smooth, delicate skin.
Zhan Lintian approached, bent down to take Jiang Xia's shoes, and used another towel to wipe his feet.
There were faint marks on the ankles and lower calves, but the marks were in hidden places.
Zhan Lintian slowly stood up, gently rubbing Jiang Xia's lower back with both hands: "Does it hurt?"
Jiang Xia lowered his eyes, half-asleep: "It's a little itchy..."
"Itchy?" Zhan Lintian's tone was serious. "Isn't it soreness?"
Jiang Xia shook her head and pressed her head against his chest: "It itches so much..."
Zhan Lintian's mood changed noticeably. Jiang Xia, who was still half-asleep, clearly sensed it and asked in a low voice, "Are you hungry? You seem angry..."
Zhan Lintian straightened up and said, "You didn't agree to Wu Zhou's request, did you?"
He changed the subject so quickly that it took Jiang Xia a while to react.
The next moment, Zhan Lintian grabbed his waist with both hands and lifted him up.
Jiang Xia put his hands on Zhan Lintian's shoulders, trying to step on the ground, but Zhan Lintian disagreed.
"Put me down," Jiang Xia reasoned with him.
Zhan Lintian nodded: "I'll help you."
That being said, he did not obey and instead continued to approach.
Jiangxia kept retreating until its back was pressed against the mirror surface, with nowhere left to retreat.
The smile vanished from Zhan Lintian's eyes: "Jiang Xia, are you drunk?"
Jiang Xia wanted to refute, but changed his mind: "There is a little bit, then I'll rest first."
As soon as he finished speaking, Zhan Lintian's kiss landed on his lips and traveled down his neck.
Jiang Xia grabbed his upper arms with both hands, trying to push him away.
"Hmm..."
He hummed softly.
When Zhan Lintian saw the marks left on Jiang Xia's body, his eyes turned bloodshot. Was he also humming softly like this last night, being kissed by Wu Zhou repeatedly?
Jiang Xia was in a daze when Zhan Lintian forcibly carried her to the washbasin again.
Not high enough, Zhan Lintian knelt down on one knee, his hands like iron clamps, gripping Jiang Xia's ankles, forcing the drunk Jiang Xia to spread his legs and step on his shoulders.
Jiang Xia was shy and instinctively wanted to cover her crotch.
But Zhan Lintian quickly removed it again.
The person in front of me was so shy that their whole body turned pink. The hem of their shirt was too big, covering most of their fair skin.
Zhan Lintian, unusually good-natured, coaxed the drunkard: "It's okay, a little lick will make you feel better."
Jiang Xia said in a tearful voice, "I don't feel well..."
The sink was too small, and he kept sliding down it. He had been drinking and was not fully conscious, so Zhan Lintian had to hold him down with both hands to keep him from falling.
"I'm going to...fall down." Jiang Xia's voice was soft, a complaint, her waist weak, and she kept sliding down.
His voice choked with sobs as he clutched the man's clothes: "I'm going to fall..."
After thinking for a moment, Zhan Lintian picked the person up and carried him to the bed.
Only the nightlight was on in the room.
Jiang Xia sat with his legs spread apart, half-sitting on either side of Zhan Lintian's head. His hands gripped the headboard, and his large hands gripped his waist. Whenever he tried to stand up, he was pulled back down to sit.
"Let me lick it for you, okay? Don't be shy."
Jiang Xia covered her face, her snow-white skin resting on the man's nose, and the sound of licking wetness came from the room, as if she were eating honey.
His toes curled up.
The man's hot, moist lips and tongue landed on the skin between Jiang Xia's legs.
Jiang Xia groaned, grabbed his hair, and tried to get up, to push him away, and to get away.
Zhan Lintian's broad palm gripped Jiang Xia's thigh, squeezing out snow-white flesh between his fingers.
Zhan Lintian felt a sweet sensation and coaxed his dizzy wife, "It will be very comfortable, don't be afraid."
Jiang Xia rarely does such things, and he rarely even tries to relieve himself.
Under the light, her entire body had a pinkish tinge to her white skin...
*
Jiang Xia's phone rang once in the middle of the call.
When Zhan Lintian saw that it was Wu Zhou calling, he thoughtfully turned off Jiang Xia's phone.
But Wu Zhou still came looking for him not long after.
Wu Zhou entered the room. Jiang Xia, drunk, had fallen asleep and was lying on his side on the bed. Zhan Lintian covered him with a blanket.
Wu Zhou saw that Jiang Xia was only wearing that pale yellow top, which clung loosely to his body, with the buttons undone, revealing glimpses of his rounded shoulders.
The room is warm.
The coat I bought for him was hanging on the hanger.
Zhan Lintian sat on the edge of the bed, stroking Jiang Xia's hair, and looked up at Wu Zhou, whose face was gloomy: "He just fell asleep, keep your voice down."
His lips were slightly chapped, but his mouth was upturned in a smile.
Wu Zhou said coldly, "You took advantage of his drunkenness?"
Zhan Lintian said calmly, "Don't you always take advantage of his soft heart? Jiang Xia hasn't even agreed to be with you yet, and you've already left so many marks on him. Are you afraid I won't know?"
“It’s none of your business,” Wu Zhou frowned.
The two couldn't agree on anything, but luckily Jiang Xia was drunk. They were both worried that he wouldn't feel well that night, so they kept an eye on him.
Jiang Xia woke up in the middle of the night with a very dry mouth and tongue. His mind was still not clear, but his hand was already reaching out to touch the water glass on the bedside table.
When he's at home, he prepares a glass of cool boiled water and puts it on his bedside table before going to sleep.
He touched it again and again, but couldn't find the cup.
But someone grabbed her wrist.
"My water..."
I didn't touch the water, but someone held my chin and fed me cold water.
He drank it down in big gulps, his eyes were so tired he couldn't keep them open.
After drinking it, he put his head back on the pillow and went back to sleep, vaguely hearing someone chuckling.
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