Chapter 53 Crazy, all crazy
Wu Suowei's scalp exploded instantly.
His eyes suddenly widened, and he watched in horror as Chi Cheng pulled out the cold and hard leather belt.
He...he he he...what is he going to do? !
"Chi Cheng!" Wu Suowei's voice changed its pitch, becoming piercingly sharp. He suddenly shrank back, his back slamming heavily against the cold wall. "I'm warning you! I'm calling for help! Jiang Xiaoshuai is just across the street..."
His voice got stuck in his throat before he could finish his threat.
Chi Cheng did not stop his actions.
He continued to approach, and his tall figure completely enveloped Wu Suowei in the small space formed by the wall and his body.
The other hand was resting on the wall beside Wu Suowei's ear.
The hot breath came towards him, carrying the unique scent of Chi Cheng, forcefully invading Wu Suowei's senses.
Wu Suowei was trapped between the wall and Chi Cheng's hot chest, with no way to escape.
He could clearly see Chi Cheng's Adam's apple rolling so close to him, his tightly pursed lips, and the surging, bottomless dark vortex in his eyes, which was burning with an emotion he had never seen before, and... a desire that almost swallowed him up.
Wu Suowei's heart was beating so fast that it seemed like it was about to jump out of his throat, and blood was rushing wildly in his veins, making a huge roar.
Fear? Yes.
But more of a strange, suffocating throbbing and... anticipation?
He found with shame that his legs were a little weak and his cheeks were hot enough to fry an egg.
He suddenly turned his face away, his eyes falling panickedly on the corner of the desk next to him, not daring to look at Chi Cheng's eyes that seemed to be able to suck away people's souls.
Crazy... all crazy...
Chi Cheng looked at Wu Suowei's flushed face and his slightly trembling, fragile neck exposed under the light, and his chest that rose and fell rapidly due to nervousness.
The forced ferocity and desire instantly collapsed in the face of Wu Suowei's defenseless and extremely awkward posture, leaving only a heart full of overflowing pity and an almost pious desire.
He slowly lowered his head, and his hot lips pressed tentatively and very gently against Wu Suowei's hot earlobe.
There was no further movement, just a pause, like the brush of a feather.
Wu Suowei's body trembled violently, as if he was hit by a weak electric current, which instantly spread from his earlobe to his limbs.
A strong tingling sensation made him almost unable to stand.
He subconsciously shrank his neck and a vague whimper came out of his throat.
This sob completely shattered Chi Cheng's last bit of sanity.
He no longer hesitated, found Wu Suwei's tightly pursed lips with a stubborn curve, and kissed her hard.
"Ugh...!" Wu Suowei's exclamation was completely blocked.
The moment their lips touched, there was a "boom" in Wu Suowei's mind, and all the noisy thoughts, chaotic emotions, and deliberate resistance were all blown to pieces.
Chi Cheng's breath overwhelmed all his senses, carrying the smell of tobacco and a cold masculine scent, forcefully conquering him.
He subconsciously wanted to struggle, to push away this suffocating invasion.
But his body betrayed him.
Chi Cheng's kiss carried a strange magic that ignited the fuse that had been dormant in his body for a long time.
The desire that he had deliberately suppressed and even didn't want to admit was completely awakened by this kiss.
His stiff body softened little by little in Chi Cheng's hot embrace, his tense back slowly relaxed, and the hand that was against Chi Cheng's chest, at some point, turned into a tight grip on the clothes on his chest.
A chill wrapped around his wrist, and he couldn't leave him.
Chi Cheng felt his softening and kissed him more passionately.
This kiss is no longer just the fusion of lips and teeth, but more like a collision of souls and the release of desire.
With the ecstasy of regaining what was lost, with the attachment that goes deep into the bone marrow, with the despair and tenderness of wanting to completely integrate the other person into the bones and blood.
Wu Suowei was kissed so hard that his whole body became weak and his consciousness became blurred.
He endured it passively, but couldn't help but respond clumsily and cautiously.
My breath was robbed, my brain was deprived of oxygen, my vision went dark, and it felt like electric currents were running through my body, bringing waves of overwhelming numbness and a strange heat.
He forgot his past life, forgot deception, forgot death, and forgot everything that stood between them.
All that remains is this moment, the intoxicating, overwhelming scent of Chi Cheng between their lips and tongues.
I don’t know how long it took, but just when Wu Suowei felt that he was about to suffocate and melt in this kiss, Chi Cheng’s lips slowly left.
Fresh air rushed into Wu Suowei's lungs, and he gasped for breath. His eyes were hazy, his cheeks were flushed, and his lips were swollen and moist from being kissed, shining with an alluring moisture.
He leaned against the wall, his body so weak that he could hardly stand, and could only rely on Chi Cheng's arms that were resting on the wall for support.
Chi Cheng was also breathing slightly, his forehead resting against Wu Suwei's forehead, and their noses touching.
A strong emotion was surging in his dark eyes. Looking at Wu Suowei's dazed eyes and swollen lips, an even more fierce impulse almost broke through the cage.
The muscles in his arms were as tense as rocks, and the veins on the backs of his hands, which were supporting the wall, were bulging.
He slowly raised his hand, his fingertips were burning hot, and he gently stroked Wu Suowei's swollen and moist lips, his movements filled with an almost pious cherishment.
His voice was extremely hoarse, as if he was trying hard to suppress something.
"...Don't look at me like that..." His Adam's apple rolled violently, "...I can't help it."
Wu Suowei trembled all over at the touch of his fingertips and the hoarse words, and his misty eyes suddenly became a little clearer.
He looked at the dark vortex of pain and desire in Chi Cheng's eyes, looked at the fine beads of sweat oozing from his forehead due to restraint, looked at his tightly pursed lips stretched into a straight line... His heart seemed to be hit hard by something, feeling sore and soft.
He didn't say anything, but just lowered his eyes slightly, and his long eyelashes cast a small shadow under his eyes.
Her body involuntarily moved closer to Chi Cheng's hot chest.
Chi Cheng felt him approaching and his body suddenly stiffened.
He no longer hesitated, stretched out his arms, and hugged Wu Suowei tightly and tightly in his arms! His strength was so strong that it seemed as if he wanted to rub him into his bones and blood.
Wu Suowei did not struggle, but lay obediently on his broad and solid chest, his cheek pressed against his violently heaving chest, listening to the equally crazy heartbeat inside.
Dongdong, Dongdong...
The sounds made his eardrums numb, but strangely, they also brought him an unprecedented sense of security.
The only sounds in the room were the two people's intertwined breathing and their violent heartbeats.
Outside the window, the night is deep.
I don’t know how long it took before my intense heartbeat gradually subsided.
There was only a dim bedside lamp on in the room, the light was soft, and the belt lay quietly on the table, casting a shadow.
Wu Suowei was still lying in Chi Cheng's arms. Chi Cheng leaned against the head of the bed, one arm tightly wrapped around his waist, and the other hand gently stroked his soft head from time to time.
The air was quiet and gentle, and the previous confusion, resistance, and anger seemed to be temporarily soothed by that long and passionate kiss.
Wu Suowei closed his eyes, feeling the drowsy comfort brought by the big hand above his head.
Chi Cheng's heartbeat was steady and powerful, transmitted through the thin cloth with a strange hypnotic power.
But some things are like stones sinking to the bottom of the water, which are clearly revealed after the water flow washes away the floating sand.
He moved, found a more comfortable position in Chi Cheng's arms, and rubbed his cheek against his warm chest.
The voice was a little hoarse from just waking up, and came muffled from Chi Cheng's chest.
“…Chi Cheng.”
"Hmm?" Chi Cheng didn't stop stroking his hair, he just responded with a low and gentle ending tone.
Wu Suowei was silent for a few seconds. He opened his eyes and stared unfocused at a small shadow on Chi Cheng's T-shirt.
"...Tell me about it." His voice was very soft, with a barely perceptible tremor. "...That day...what happened afterwards?"
Chi Cheng suddenly stopped stroking his hair.
The air froze instantly.
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