Chapter 27: Sleeping Together
The light in the cocktail party was exceptionally bright, shining brightly on the walls and falling along the smooth surface.
Broken on the ground.
Song Zhiyu blinked, and felt a warm sensation from the boy's fingertips that rested on his nose.
The corners of his eyes turned red, and after the eye contact, a hint of grievance gradually spread in his eyes.
Zhu Yanshi's mind was not clear. He only felt that there was a husky squatting in front of him, wagging its tail constantly, and the husky's pair of dark eyes were staring at him.
He had some teasing ideas.
But the more he did this, the harder the other person's tail wagged, and he just wouldn't open his mouth to say what he said.
Zhu Yanshi felt an endless sadness rising in his heart.
He drank a lot of wine, all for this stinky dog. Can't he just admit that he is a dog?
How cute the dog is...
Seeing that the person in front of him was about to cry, Song Zhiyu stood up, put his arm around the boy's shoulders, and wanted to help him get up from the chair.
But the other party was obviously not an honest person. He quickly threw his hands back, grabbed the back of the chair and started to make a scene.
"If you don't admit it, I won't go with you!"
"Only the puppy can carry me..."
“…”
Song Zhiyu's solar plexus was throbbing with pain.
He really wanted to just leave the person here and turn around and leave.
But the fact that today's matter could be accomplished was partly due to the fact that Zhu Yan had attracted Zhou Yager's main firepower in the early stage. Otherwise, this would not be something that could be solved with just three glasses of wine.
If he really left the person here, it would make him seem heartless and ungrateful.
The man hesitated in front of the chair. After a long silence, he suddenly uttered a few words vaguely.
A slightly hoarse voice echoed in the air, very low.
"I'm a puppy."
Skip it quickly.
Then followed by a voice that sounded a little annoyed.
"Okay, let's go..."
The man put his arm around Zhu Yanshi's shoulder, and their eyes met again. The young man was still leaning on the back of the chair, staring straight at him.
He pursed his lips and uttered a few words.
"Bark twice and let me hear you."
Pushing further.
"Zhu Yanshi, do you want to die?"
Song Zhiyu gritted his teeth and his voice fell.
The person who made the unreasonable request wisely let go of his hands that were clinging to the back of the chair, leaned forward, and honestly covered Song Zhiyu's back.
The slightly hot cheeks felt like jelly, and they rubbed gently against Song Zhiyu's neck.
"Set off."
It was this subtle movement that made the anger in Song Zhiyu's chest gradually dissipate, and there was only a hint of helplessness on his face.
It was a short distance from the cocktail party venue to the hotel they booked, but it wasn't far, so Song Zhiyu simply carried the person back on his back.
So you don’t have to spend time and energy calling a taxi.
Zhu Yanshi is tall and eats a lot on weekdays, but he seems to not gain much weight. It lies on his back like a light feather.
As Song Zhiyu walked forward, he lifted the person up, and he felt like he had no weight at all.
I don't absorb anything I eat on a daily basis.
Zhu Yanshi leaned obediently on the man's shoulder, and her breath hit Song Zhiyu's cheek hotly.
The two people were so close that they could clearly smell the faint fragrance emanating from each other, mixed with the mellow smell of wine.
At night, the wind blowing from the road is very gentle, like a soft hand caressing one's cheek, and a faint scent of earth is carried in the air.
It's the smell of renovation after the heavy rain a few days ago.
Song Zhiyu walked steadily towards the hotel. The person behind him was fiddling with something, and his warm fingertips occasionally brushed against his earlobe.
Brings continuous tremors.
Although he knew that the other party did not mean it, Song Zhiyu still reminded him in a serious tone.
"Don't move."
The ambiguity that had inexplicably accumulated around was dispersed by the sound and flew everywhere.
The boy's fingertips pinched his earlobe more unscrupulously and kneaded it gently.
"So soft."
His voice was close to Song Zhiyu's ear.
The boy's personality at this moment is very different from his usual personality. He is no longer the loudmouthed and slick-talking type, but a soft and cute little rabbit.
Song Zhiyu never thought that there would be a day when his impression of Zhu Yanshi would change greatly.
He once thought that the other party was a useless, incompetent, and ignorant waste.
But as our relationship grew closer, I began to taste a different kind of feeling.
The boy is tenacious, smart, not particular about details, better at maintaining interpersonal relationships, and can see through people's hearts at a glance.
This doesn't seem like the mentality a college student should have.
My perspective has completely changed because of what happened tonight.
Song Zhiyu knew that there was a conflict between him and Zhou Yage, and the other party stepped forward to deliberately provoke him, interrupting his idea of cooperation.
After all, he was born into a wealthy family and grew up with a silver spoon in his mouth. After starting his own business, he has been on the rise all the way. He can always make the right judgment at important stages and avoid the impending dangers.
Only this time, he had to admit his mistake to a fool who couldn't understand the situation.
He would rather go find Song Kai.
But the boy obviously knew the company's situation better than him.
Although Song Kai is a father and will do his best to help his son, at the same time, Song Kai is a businessman and has his own judgment of the economic situation, so it is inevitable that he will interfere in the company's affairs.
Therefore, it is urgent to find an investor with a lot of money.
After analyzing the pros and cons, the young man decisively pleaded for peace on his behalf and removed him from this feud.
The footsteps on the ground are heavy, and the light stretches the shadow of the person very long, casting the silhouette of the leaves shining against each other.
Song Zhiyu stopped his wandering thoughts. He could still clearly feel the boy's fingers brushing against his earlobe, or even across the side of his face.
Very itchy.
My heart is itching too.
When we arrived at the hotel, the person on my back was already asleep, his forehead resting against my back, his hot breath like a tickle.
Song Zhiyu put the man down and let the boy lean against the white wall next to the house.
"Zhu Yanshi, where is your room card?"
The young man opened his eyes dazedly, without saying a word, and just kept looking at Song Zhiyu quietly.
Suddenly, he raised his hands and shrugged helplessly.
"I didn't bring it."
The tone was particularly righteous.
"I'll sleep with you tonight..."
His voice was unclear and he pulled Song Zhiyu's sleeve.
A hint of pleading appeared in her beautiful eyes.
"OK?"
Under normal circumstances, Song Zhiyu would have definitely scolded Zhu Yan for his ill intentions, but today, for some reason, the soft light from above shone on the boy's fair cheeks.
It illuminates the pink color that has not yet faded away at the end of the eye, and a layer of crystal mist flows in the brown pupils, making her look particularly pitiful.
Song Zhiyu didn't say anything. He lowered his head and frowned, thinking about whether he needed to open another room. The boy leaning against the wall spoke again.
This time there was a hint of sob in his voice.
"I'm afraid..."
"I'm afraid of the dark... I'm also afraid of living alone..."
This was the first time he expressed his fear.
Song Zhiyu always thought that a shameless person like Zhu Yanshi should have nothing to be afraid of.
I never thought that the other person would be afraid of loneliness and the dark.
Song Zhiyu chuckled and looked at the red eyes of the person in front of him. After a long time, he nodded reluctantly.
"You sleep on the sofa."
"good!"
The boy's voice was crisp.
Song Zhiyu felt a little softer in his heart.
After bringing the man back to the room and putting him on the sofa, Song Zhiyu went to the bathroom alone to take a shower. When he came out of the shower, the boy was still in the same position he had just put him on the sofa, sleeping with his eyes closed.
He slept in a very comfortable position, with a small piece of soft flesh squeezed out of his cheek by the pillow, his hair was slightly messy, and a piece of his collarbone was exposed at the collar.
There is a hint of pink on the collarbone.
Song Zhiyu stood by the sofa in a daze for a while, then realized who had distracted him. He turned around and threw himself into the big bed.
The bedside light was still on, casting a dim light on a small area.
The soft, pitiful and cute boy was curled up in the small sofa, his feet sticking out of the sofa, and his body was covered with a thin blanket.
Well-behaved.
The person lying on the bed tossed and turned, unable to sleep, staring at the ceiling in a daze, like a pancake...
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Zhu Yanshi was woken up by the heat in the middle of the night.
While he was sleeping, he was wrapped up by a giant octopus. Every inch of his skin was covered, and even his breathing was suppressed to the point of being on the verge of stopping.
He tried desperately to breathe deeply, struggled in his sleep, opened his eyes, and then saw the enlarged handsome face in front of him.
When Song Zhiyu wrapped Zhu Yan with his long arms and legs, he had the title of a domineering boss, but he was even more restless than a child when sleeping.
Zhu Yanshi was pressed down by half of his shoulder, feeling chest tightness and shortness of breath, as if he was about to collapse at any moment.
Zhu Yanshi tried desperately to pull his fingers out from under the man's plump chest muscles, and almost touched the man who was pressed against him all over his body.
When he finally struggled free and looked up, a pair of dark eyes were staring at him quietly, and the corners of his mouth twitched with a forced smile.
Like the whisper of a demon.
"Is it nice to touch?"
Damn it.
So narcissistic.
Zhu Yanshi couldn't help but roll his eyes, "I remember I slept on the sofa yesterday?"
"You carried me to the bed, and I didn't care that you had some plans for me, but you're now blaming me for it?"
Zhu Yanshi sat up straight, his white shirt buttons unbuttoned to his chest, his hair messy like a chicken coop, but because of his small face and fair skin, he looked like a messy puppy in the wind.
The message he conveyed was very direct.
——I’m sorry, I didn’t black out yesterday and I remember everything that happened.
Zhu Yanshi thought of something and turned to look at Song Zhiyu's cheek which was gradually turning darker.
I couldn't hold it back and laughed out loud.
"What did you admit you were yesterday?"
Being a jerk.
He is smooth-talking, fawning and ingratiating in front of everyone else, and has a very high emotional intelligence, but in front of me, he is as humble as can be.
Don't bring up things that are not related to the topic.
Song Zhiyu sat up straight with a sinister look on his face. He was wearing a comfortable set of pajamas, and he looked less pretentious.
He narrowed his eyes, and when Zhu Yanshi thought he was about to erupt like a volcano, he rolled up his sleeves to his elbows.
"Hehe, funny?"
Zhu Yanshi blinked and nodded.
Then a certain husky's huge body pounced on him and knocked him onto the bed with absolutely overwhelming power.
Point your fingers at the sensitive area on the waist.
Zhu Yanshi could no longer restrain his laughter, and it continued like a duck, quacking, quacking, and making a mess...
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