Chapter 47 Wine Tasting vs. Five Kisses: Smearing the Wine on the Lips Little by Little...
Hearing Lu Huaijin's deep voice, which carried a hint of cunning and even provocation, the waiter, not wanting to be a third wheel, quickly left with his empty plate, looking completely bewildered.
The sight of two handsome men from different countries together is undoubtedly visually striking.
Originally, half of the people present were looking at Wen Yinhe, while the other half were looking at Lu Huaijin.
At this moment, the gazes directed at Wen Yinhe overlapped with Lu Huaijin's as he moved, and thus, the two of them successfully attracted the attention of almost everyone in the bar.
People's eyes were filled with amazement, curiosity, and shock, but most of them were watching a show.
Everyone was surprised that the gentle yet aloof foreign beauty who had rejected more than a dozen people would actually take the initiative to chat with others. However, when their gaze fell on Lu Huaijin's face, which had both the refined features of the East and the deep contours and three-dimensional bone structure of a European, they couldn't help but understand.
No wonder they were unmoved for over an hour. If they have that kind of discernment, you'd probably have to search the entire country to find one or two like them.
However, they did not give up hope.
The handsome gentleman who entered later had such a sharp and cold demeanor, completely different from the gentle and beautiful gentleman who had entered before.
If the beautiful woman were to encounter such a setback, become disheartened, and lower her standards, they might be able to find a bargain.
However, this also means that they have absolutely no chance with the other handsome and aloof guy. After all, if they can't even be interested in such a stunning beauty, then perhaps only a mermaid from the deep sea who can bewitch people would have a chance to seduce him.
Only the viewers in the live chat had already seen through everything:
[Hahahaha, poor foreigners were completely played by this young couple, utterly unaware that they had no hope whatsoever from the start! Sigh, dating has no future! Let's just enjoy the sweetness instead! Being a husband/wife fan is nothing compared to being a CP fan!!! (doge)]
[Warning! The dog food attack is about to hit the battlefield in three seconds! It's not too late to retreat! This is the last time! It's not too late to retreat!]
Here they come! The young couple is about to put on their show. You tried to run away earlier, but now you can't escape! Get ready to be bombarded with PDA! (Shrugs)
[As someone with terrible English skills, I've already silently turned up the volume and turned on simultaneous translation..._(:з」∠)_]
"Good evening, handsome sir. May I have the honor of inviting you for a drink?"
Wen Yinhe leaned gently against Lu Huaijin's booth, the light outlining his sharp jawline and full, elegant lips.
His lowered eyes gazed unabashedly at the person beneath him, filled with a direct and focused heat, yet a strange blush lingered deep within them, making his deep, magnetic invitation seem reserved and shy.
He spoke in English, addressing all those around him who coveted his treasure.
Those around him were slightly taken aback, clearly not expecting this man, who had always appeared reserved and aloof, to speak so directly.
"How do you plan to treat me?" Lu Huaijin leaned lazily against the soft leather booth, his well-defined fingers holding a wine glass and swirling it around. The ice cubes lightly touched the glass, making a soft clinking sound, and his gaze aimlessly slid over the amber liquid in the glass.
Seeing that the man wasn't looking at her, Wen Yinhe couldn't help but lean forward and rest her head on the armrest next to Lu Huaijin, letting her breath forcefully fill the air around the man: "How would you like me to invite you?"
“I don’t drink anything except strong liquor,” Lu Huaijin said casually in English, staring at the man’s reflection in the glass without looking up at Wen Yinhe. It was as if the crystal-clear liquor was more attractive than the handsome man beside him. “Is it strong?”
Throughout this conversation, Lu Huaijin hadn't looked up even once since Wen Yinhe had taken the initiative to approach him.
Only he himself knew how much self-control he had to exert to restrain himself from directly pulling down Wen Yinhe's collar and kissing him fiercely.
He was afraid that if he looked at Wen Yinhe even once, he would immediately lose his composure.
Wen Yinhe couldn't stand the man's shifting gaze. He suddenly grabbed Lu Huaijin's chin, pressed his body down, and his tall frame almost completely enveloped Lu Huaijin, forcing the man to look at him.
Lu Huaijin looked up abruptly, and the other person's direct and intense gaze fell straight into his eyes. The deep black eyes were like a bottomless whirlpool, almost as spicy as any glass of strong liquor in the world, as if they wanted to drown him.
When Lu Huaijin's gaze returned to Wen Yinhe, Wen Yinhe's previously agitated heart was instantly soothed. His entire back felt numb as if it had been stroked, and his whole body was filled with an indescribable tremor.
It was like a long-cherished wish that had finally been fulfilled.
His gaze couldn't help but delve deeper into the man's eyes, as if he wanted to pierce through the man's flesh and leave a mark on his soul.
The intense gaze made Lu Huaijin's heart pound erratically. His Adam's apple bobbed almost imperceptibly. He calmly raised his glass, took a small sip of wine, and the spicy sensation instantly filled his nostrils.
He spoke, his voice like it had been soaked in strong liquor, husky and magnetic, sliding softly into my ears, exhaling a slightly intoxicating warmth:
Is this how you treat someone when you offer them drinks?
“No,” Wen Yinhe’s broad chest almost encircled Lu Huaijin in his arms with an extremely possessive posture, his thick eyelashes casting shadows on his eyelids, with a hint of inappropriate shyness, “I just wanted to ask, would you like to try my cup?”
Lu Huaijin calmly glanced at Wen Yinhe's wine glass, his slightly furrowed brows revealing a helpless apology: "Is that so? I'm not very interested in the glass in your hand."
"Sir, please don't rush to refuse. Perhaps you can try it first before making a decision." Wen Yinhe seemed to be getting anxious, and quickly took a sip of wine. His lips, which had just left the rim of the glass, became glossy and moist, shimmering under the dim light.
Then, she gently exhaled a breath of warm, alcohol-laden air onto Lu Huaijin's lips, gazing intently at him as she asked, "How does it feel?"
Gasps of astonishment rose and fell around them as people covered their mouths, blushing and completely stunned.
They never expected that this seemingly gentle and shy Eastern beauty could achieve such a level of skill.
Sure enough, none of the previous people caught his eye; his enthusiasm and persistence were only directed towards those he truly desired.
Now they no longer care about whether they can successfully seduce a woman; they are only looking forward to whether this handsome Eastern man can win the heart of the woman they admire.
Lu Huaijin's eyes darkened as he stared at Wen Yinhe's moist lips. He almost greedily inhaled Wen Yinhe's strong breath, which was mixed with the bitter taste of alcohol, while frowning and tilting his head in confusion, looking as if he was carefully examining it: "It seems... not much different from what I have."
He suggested, "Would you like me to try some more?"
Wen Yinhe's Adam's apple bobbed, and he raised his glass again. This time, he didn't let the wine enter his mouth, but deliberately wet his lips.
Then she gently pressed her lips to Lu Huaijin's thin lips, delicately tracing the man's lip line with her own.
Throughout the entire process, Lu Huaijin did not react at all, simply letting Wen Yinhe rub the wine from his lips onto his lips drop by drop.
Only when their lips were covered in glistening wine did Wen Yinhe blush and slowly back away, his gaze burning and deep as he stared at the man's sexy red lips. He couldn't help but lick his lips, his voice instantly dry from the alcohol: "Now, have you tasted it?"
[Aaaaaaah! I can't take it anymore! I can't breathe! Who taught you to feed someone wine like that?! You call smearing wine on someone's lips "wine tasting"?! Are you tasting the wine or your own mouth?! I'm speechless!! What are you up to, you actor?!]
[What an amazing succubus! She's incredibly horny! You two are just recklessly seducing each other all the time! And then you're making us feel like we're being tortured by her! You're killing me! I'll give her to you! I'll give her to you, okay?!]
[Can't we just kiss?! I can't take it anymore! Is this guy trying to hook up with the other person or us?! You guys aren't worried, but I'm about to die of impatience! Kiss him! Just kiss him!!!]
Fortunately, the two playful individuals reached their limit of patience.
"Hmm...it does seem pretty good."
Lu Huaijin, breathing heavily, licked the warm wine that didn't belong to him from his lips. His slender fingers lifted the man's exquisite face, his thumb forcefully prying open Wen Yinhe's lips, pushing aside his teeth, and pressing hard on Wen Yinhe's soft tongue, full of implications:
"I think you can give me more this time."
This is already a blatant agreement.
Wen Yinhe immediately looked up and took a sip, then without hesitation grabbed Lu Huaijin's chin and passed all the wine in his mouth to him.
The slightly cool wine, carrying Wen Yinhe's unique aroma, slowly flowed into Lu Huaijin's mouth. Lu Huaijin instinctively swallowed, absorbing every drop of the spicy wine without spilling a single drop.
Even after tasting the wine, Lu Huaijin was still not satisfied and continued to chase after Wen Yinhe's tongue, trying to take the remaining wine from his mouth. His Adam's apple bobbed greedily, as if he was extremely thirsty and wished he could take all the liquid from Wen Yinhe's mouth.
Wen Yinhe held a trembling wine glass in one hand and braced the other hand on top of Lu Huaijin's body. The man gripped Wen Yinhe's collar tightly and pulled him deep into the booth, as if he would not stop until he had pressed Wen Yinhe down on his body.
For a moment, Wen Yinhe had nowhere to hide and no intention of escaping.
The wine glass in his hand eventually fell onto the table. Wen Yinhe touched the wet surface and barely managed to put the glass down. Finally, he could free one hand to cover Lu Huaijin's slender neck and gently caress the smooth and delicate skin of his jaw.
The Adam's apple bobbed rhythmically beneath his palm, as if drawing water from it, occasionally emitting a low, sensual whisper.
Wen Yinhe was even more thirsty than Lu Huaijin.
He felt as if all the liquid in his mouth had been taken away by some domineering person.
Strong liquor cannot quench thirst in the slightest; it will only make the fire burn brighter.
"How was it? Was it strong enough?"
Wen Yinhe restrainedly pushed Lu Huaijin's shoulder away, and before leaving, he dryly licked away the last trace of moisture from Lu Huaijin's lips. The flush spread from his earlobe to his entire neck, disappearing deep into his collar. He asked with hot and moist breath, "Are you satisfied?"
"Satisfied...it's absolutely delicious," Lu Huaijin panted, his arms around Wen Yinhe's neck, his long, narrow eyes already flushed with alcohol and passion, a vibrant and alluring red. "To thank you for treating me to this drink, I'll treat you to one tonight, how about it?"
As he spoke, Lu Huaijin leaned close to Wen Yinhe's flushed ear and switched to Chinese, whispering in a low, sexy voice, "Remember to take off your clothes, I want to ride on top of you and drink."
With a loud clang.
Lu Huaijin's glass of wine was also knocked over by Wen Yinhe.
【Aaaaaaah! You foreigners eat so well every day! Do you even know how to eat properly? You just eat it all without any knowledge of what you're eating? Huh? You're eating a state banquet! A state banquet!】
【No way, what right do these foreigners have?! What makes them think they can watch my favorite couple kiss?! Let me in! I'm insanely jealous! I want to be there too!!! (Throws a tantrum, rolls on the floor, cries and screams)】
[Riding... huh? Riding? ??? This... this is something I can hear?! As expected, President Lu is so generous! Thank you, President Lu, for cooking for us with your mouth! It's alright, President Lu, please feel free to speak! We'll use our imagination for the rest! [Clenched fist]]
[Riding? Riding where? Who's going to be ridden? Oh, so it's President Lu who wants to ride a horse while drinking! Why didn't you say so earlier! I'm sure the Best Actor will perfectly satisfy all of President Lu's needs!]
[When I was a teenage girl, even my first love and I were never this clingy! How can someone over thirty still have such a strong desire for her husband of seven years?! Wow! I'm impressed! They really don't have the seven-year itch! They're forever in the honeymoon phase, right? Good, good, good! (makes a sharp popping sound)]
Wen Yinhe straightened up abruptly, his hand tightly gripping Lu Huaijin's, unwilling to let go. He bowed to the hesitant waiter, unsure whether to approach him, and apologized, "I'm sorry, I knocked over the wine glass. I might have to trouble you to clean it up."
Lu Huaijin slowly wiped their hands, which were wet with alcohol, with a wet tissue. Then he took Wen Yinhe's fingers and kissed them. His drunken expression showed that he was deeply captivated by Wen Yinhe.
"It's alright, it's our job," the waiter said, his face flushed as he approached with cleaning tools. His eyes darted between the two men's handsome faces and their tightly clasped hands. Before they left, he couldn't help but offer his blessing, "Have a wonderful evening."
"Thank you, you too." Wen Yinhe smiled and nodded, took out the last few coins from his wallet and gave them to the waiter as a tip, then held Lu Huaijin's hand tightly and walked with him toward the door.
The bar erupted in cheers and whistles, with some who were enjoying the spectacle shouting at them:
Congratulations to you both!
Have fun tonight!
However, after Wen Yinhe and Lu Huaijin left, someone finally turned on their phone and belatedly exclaimed in surprise:
"Ah, I recognize them! Aren't they the Chinese couple who caught the thief at the festival during the day, were given the hero's wreath, and then defeated Zack at the horse racing track?"
"Oh my god! I looked them up online, and one of them is a big star in China, and the other is a very wealthy man in China. They are both very important people!"
"What? They really know each other? Oh no, how could they do this? I always thought I had a chance! They fooled us all! I'm so conflicted right now!"
"Now I know why I have no chance. They are just too perfect for each other! If it weren't for them, I really can't imagine anyone else who could be a match for either of them!"
"They are such a special couple. Despite their completely different personalities, one is like water and the other is like fire, yet when they come together they are so harmonious and warm. They are simply a match made in heaven!"
"Sigh, after seeing two people who love each other so much, I suddenly feel like hanging out in a bar isn't so interesting anymore. How lucky one must be to find someone who loves you so much in life! I'm so envious! When will I find my destined other half?"
"I heard they're filming a reality show about married life in our country. I'm leaving tonight to catch up on the live stream. First, I need to figure out how to use a translator; maybe I can even find my handsome face in the replay!"
"What? Remember to teach me after you learn it! I want to see if my TV screen shows me as handsome as I do in the mirror!"
"Then what you'll probably see is just a ridiculous scene of you being sternly rejected by that Chinese superstar, hahaha!"
"Oh no, the Chinese audience will definitely laugh at me! It's so embarrassing! I don't want to! I'll cry!"
The production team very skillfully filmed the entire scene where the truth was revealed before leisurely leaving with their cameras.
[Hahahaha, this is hilarious! Ali, you really understand what we like to see! That's right, I love seeing random people showering couples with compliments and envy! It's so satisfying!!!]
[I can't take it anymore, hahaha! This guy is being laughed at right now, do you even know that? They absolutely didn't expect the cunning production crew to film this!]
[Great! The show's ratings are soaring! That damned director, I'm so jealous! You're incredibly lucky to have met an award-winning actor and President Lu showering you with such incredible wealth!]
Wen Yinhe and Lu Huaijin returned to the van hand in hand.
However, before they could get into the car, a staff member came over and said to them naturally, "Mr. Wen, Mr. Lu, it's stuffy in the car. Would you like to take a walk outside before getting in?"
[You absolutely must believe everything the production team says! There's definitely something fishy going on, believe it or not!]
[Holy crap! Do you guys remember the name of the last level of this game? It was "Crisis Moment"! Is the production team about to pull another stunt?!]
[Ahhhhh, I'm so nervous! Even though I know the movie star and CEO Lu are definitely not in danger, I can't help but feel anxious!]
However, Wen Yinhe and Lu Huaijin were completely unaware of this.
They had just drunk alcohol and had been cooped up in the house for too long, so they were a little dizzy. They went along with the production crew's suggestion and walked back hand in hand slowly in the night.
It was getting late. Many shops were closed, and the streetlights were on one by one, casting long shadows of two tall men huddled together, their silhouettes then blurring and merging together.
The two hadn't been together for a while, and Wen Yinhe took the initiative to report to Lu Huaijin: "Before you came, there was a group of drunks harassing a girl in the bar. Then that girl suddenly ran up to me and called me Honey. Guess what I did?"
Lu Huaijin hooked his finger around his, tilted his head and smiled: "What's the reward if I guess right?"
Wen Yinhe frowned slightly, pretending to think, and said, "Then, if I guessed right, I'll give you a kiss."
Lu Huaijin bargained: "Two."
Wen Yinhe followed suit: "Three times."
Lu Huaijin was still dissatisfied: "Sixia, is your mouth made of gold? Is it so precious? Do you have to be so stingy?"
"Five," Wen Yinhe said decisively, then paused, his eyes drooping slightly as he looked at him pitifully. "It can't go any higher. We'll save the rest for when we get back tonight."
Lu Huaijin stared at his face for a long time, his features contorted in a struggle, as if he had just gone through a fierce internal conflict, before finally managing to accept it with a forced smile: "Deal!"
【Ugh, I'm speechless! Is this how you couples haggle? It's getting more and more complicated, isn't it? I reasonably suspect you just want to kiss! Seriously! So cute I'm practically bleeding from my face!!!】
Are they really drunk? They're so cute, it saved my life!!! I knew you two played these little acting games at home every day! I caught you red-handed this time, haha!
Lu Huaijin pretended to ponder, taking several steps in Wen Yinhe's shadow before calmly guessing, "I bet you hid in the men's restroom, right?"
Wen Yinhe blinked in surprise: "You're amazing, absolutely right."
"Hmm, what's the reward?" Lu Huaijin raised his head arrogantly, his eyelashes drooping slightly as he glanced at him with his chin.
Wen Yinhe smiled and cupped Lu Huaijin's face, kissing him on the forehead, the tip of his nose, and both cheeks. The last kiss landed heavily and loudly on the center of Lu Huaijin's lips, making Lu Huaijin a little embarrassed.
Lu Huaijin coughed lightly and said casually, "Because I watched your live stream."
Wen Yinhe was taken aback: "Huh?"
“Those people were all actors hired by the production team, because I encountered the same situation on my end. Didn’t expect that, did you?” Lu Huaijin raised an eyebrow playfully, the moonlight shining on his face, as if casting a soft glow on his slightly tipsy smile. “Guess what I did?”
Wen Yinhe couldn't help but stroke his flushed face, which was tinged with alcohol: "I guess... you had someone beat them up?"
"Pretty much," Lu Huaijin felt the cool, comfortable feeling of Wen Yinhe's hand and couldn't help but rub it against him. "I threw all the money out of my wallet, like this."
As he spoke, he made a flourish, his long, slender, white fingers gleaming in the moonlight.
Wen Yinhe's gaze involuntarily followed it, just like a feline that can't help but follow a moving object.
Lu Huaijin thought he was incredibly cute and couldn't help but lift Wen Yinhe's chin, his narrowed eyes filled with a sly light: "Then they scrambled to pick up the money, obeyed my orders, and chased the group of drunkards out."
Wen Yinhe imagined the scene in his mind and felt instantly mesmerized. He couldn't help but lift Lu Huaijin's chin and kiss him again.
Lu Huaijin smacked his lips for a moment, savoring the memory, then his lips curled into a smile as he licked them and asked, "What?"
“Let me add this,” Wen Yinhe said, his handsome face flushed with a thin blush, whether from heat or drunkenness, giving his overly delicate face a real warmth that made one’s heart flutter. “If I were here, I would definitely not be able to resist kissing you.”
[Aaaaaaah, the Best Actor is definitely drunk! How did he suddenly become so good at sweet talk?! This is too sweet!!!]
No, he barely drank anything! He's not drunk at all!
[A man is three parts drunk, and you're being made to cry by acting, huh? Especially since the person in front of you is a renowned actor!]
[You're probably drunk from drooling over CEO Lu! Never mind! I'm shipping him now! So sweet!!!]
Lu Huaijin was stunned for a moment, then pounced on Wen Yinhe like a hungry tiger, hugging his head and kissing him several times in return: "How can you be so cute? Hmm? Who are you trying to kill with cuteness?"
After arguing for a while, Lu Huaijin slowly stopped, pulled Wen Yinhe to sit on a bench by the street, paused for a moment, and couldn't help but whisper, "Actually, when I heard that you had encountered the same thing, I was a little worried. I was afraid that you would recall bad memories because the scene in the bar and that girl were too similar to what happened back then."
Unexpectedly, Lu Huaijin suddenly brought up that sensitive matter from back then, and the viewers who were shouting how sweet it was suddenly quieted down.
Even Wen Yinhe slowly composed himself, and his grip on Lu Huaijin's hand tightened involuntarily.
Lu Huaijin gently stroked Wen Yinhe's knuckles, offering him comforting warmth. Although he felt sorry for him, he had no choice but to bring up the matter himself.
The online summaries of that incident are mixed with too much personal speculation and embellishment, to the point that some people still have completely untrue misunderstandings about Wen Yinhe.
This matter must be explained by the parties involved themselves.
Is there no platform for people to speak out?
It's okay, he'll just throw money at it and make one.
Nobody listens to what I say?
It's okay, he's just generating traffic for Wen Yinhe.
Now that he has the platform, the buzz, and the traffic, everything is ready, and he wants Wen Yinhe to clear his name.
Actually, the story back then was quite simple to explain.
That girl was indeed a fan of Wen Yinhe. Wen Yinhe's senior brother saw that the girl was pretty at an offline event and had designs on her. He then used Wen Yinhe's name to contact the girl privately.
The girl was young and had never been in contact with a man before. She was immediately seduced by Wen Yinhe, a mature and gentle senior brother, and was tricked into having sex with him.
"My senior told her that as long as she insisted on meeting him, he could keep bringing her out to see me..."
Wen Yinhe choked up, his gaze somewhat unfocused, as if lost in a distant memory, and his eyes suddenly reddened.
"No wonder...no wonder she can always arrive at the scene so accurately for every offline event..."
Upon hearing these words, Wen Yinhe's emotions instantly collapsed.
He suddenly bent over, his straight shoulders and back collapsing, his face buried deep in his palms, his whole body convulsing silently, the overwhelming sense of powerlessness and regret almost heartbreaking.
Seven years have passed, but the pain this incident caused him has not lessened at all, plunging him into immense despair and suffering every time he recalls it.
How could he possibly imagine that his fans would pay such a price just to see him?
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