Chapter 29 Chapter 29 I'm here for the rest.
Crossed the line.
In the adult world, alcohol is always compared to a catalyst for atmosphere and emotions. Drinking seems to have become the norm in social situations, and everyone is pursuing the feeling of being tipsy.
But Chi Ke has always avoided anything that affects the working of thinking.
He has seen many people behave in disgraceful ways after getting drunk, but he himself has never been drunk.
The year after the college entrance examination, he started to practice his drinking capacity. Later, he drank alone in the room just to see where his limit was.
With this in mind, he would not allow himself to drink more than the limit, no matter how good the atmosphere was.
The feeling of having his brain clouded is very bad. He won't drink unless it is necessary, even if he is with close acquaintances.
Others knew his habit and basically didn't try to get him to drink, let alone ask him for wine. Those who were tactless were excluded from his social circle.
So the pitifully small circle of friends in the previous life was carefully selected. Those who were too enthusiastic could not stand his indifference, those who were too inappropriate could not stand his rejection, and those who were too stupid could not stand his ignoring...
So later on, every friend was more or less the same, satisfying his expectations of "sense of proportion".
Until Ji Qian appeared.
Ji Qian was the first one to ask for wine from him.
Still need to feed.
Some of the former good friends also liked to feed each other for fun, but everyone tacitly agreed that Chi Ke would not participate.
No one dared to make such a request to him, and no one knew how tolerant Chi Ke was of "his own people".
As a pioneer of history, Ji Qian, who crossed the line, was ignorant and fearless. When his request was not responded to, he took the initiative to grab his sleeve.
"Chi Ke, I want to drink."
Feeding wine is not a task that can be completed in two or three seconds. Chi Ke released the force on his shoulders and neck and stood in a casual posture.
The center of gravity of his body was tilted to one side, and his other leg was draped over the side with ease. His hipbone pushed the belt out in a nice arc. He asked in a low and slow voice, "Do you know what you are talking about?"
Ji Qian took the bottle opener a little anxiously and opened the bottle of wine in his hand: "I know."
I know nothing.
He is indeed a straight man who has never experienced the seductive methods used by gays.
never mind.
Fools have their own luck, so just consider it as satisfying his momentary whim.
Chi Ke lowered his eyes, slowly rolled up his shirt sleeves, and untied the watch on his wrist, fearing that it would get wet by the wine.
Ji Qian's attention was unconsciously drawn to the movements of his hands.
"Where are you looking?" Chi Ke put down his watch, turned around and sat on the half-person-high bedside table, stretched out his hand with his palm facing up, "Come here."
Ji Qian moved twice and hesitantly put his hand on it.
Chi Ke: “.”
Chi Ke sighed, shook off the claw, and lifted his chin up: "You don't know how to do it at all."
Ji Qian’s eyes widened and he grabbed the wrist helplessly.
"You, you..." He was nervous and a little angry, and stuttered, "Is this how you fed others alcohol before?"
He knew that his former classmates would feed each other with alcohol when they went to the club, but he really didn't know the specific details!
"No, not really." Chi Ke said, "Let go, I've never fed anyone before, don't blame me if I hurt you later."
Ji Qian's blown-off hair was smoothed back, and he immediately let go of his hand, muttering in a weird tone: "You're too modest, you're very skilled."
"I was told I was gifted."
As he opened his mouth to speak, Chi Ke put the bottle to his lips and thought to himself: Not making you kneel on the ground is already a sign of me turning on the teenage mode.
Feeling the cool touch on his thin lips, Ji Qian subconsciously bit the mouth of the bottle.
The mouth is unexpectedly filled with spicy foreign liquor. People who are not used to the taste of alcohol immediately squint their eyes and feel so uncomfortable that they want to retreat and spit it out.
With his chin stuck, he couldn't move. He could only hold Chi Ke's knees for help and shook them in a flattering manner.
Chi Ke chuckled, loosened his hand, and straightened the bottle.
Ji Qian instantly covered his chest and coughed violently, making his already rosy lips even more beautiful.
With Ji Shao's face, he can earn at least six figures a night in the adult entertainment industry.
The lips are very beautiful. If it were any other person, they would have been unable to resist pressing them.
Chi Ke is not an ordinary person, so he held back.
"Will you play again in the future?" He put down the bottle of strong alcohol and patted the man's back from time to time, "Don't hold it in, cough slowly."
“Cough, cough, cough! You, cough! Did you do it on purpose? Cough, cough, cough…” Ji Qian raised his eyes resentfully, his eyelashes were wet, and he almost coughed out tears.
Chi Ke laughed: "Really not, I didn't expect you to be so..."
vegetable.
Ji Qian instantly cosplayed a lit firecracker: "You're done! What about me?!"
Just as Chi Ke was hesitating whether to repeat his teasing move or to stop and comfort him, the doorbell rang.
"Clean up yourself. There are drinks in the small refrigerator. Go have a couple of sips to calm your nerves." Chi Ke let go of him and walked towards the living room.
As the door opened, the smell of alcohol made Chi Ke frown.
"Sir." The bartender supported the boneless Wei Yiqi, "Do you need help carrying you in?"
"Let me do it." Chi Ke grabbed Wei Yiqi by the collar with one hand, "Over there..."
"It's all done." The bartender said respectfully, "The wine you ordered has been served to you."
"Thank you for your hard work." Chi Ke asked him to put it on the cabinet in the entrance hall and offered him two more bottles. The bartender immediately left with a smile on his face.
The door closed and locked with a click, waking up the dazed Wei Yiqi.
Seeing Chi Ke, he opened his arms and rushed over: "Brother~"
"Tsk." Ji Qian appeared at some point, pulled his feet off the ground, and said unhappily, "Classmate, it's not a good habit to pounce on people as soon as you see them."
"Throw him on the sofa." Chi Ke flexed his wrist, "See if the drug reaction is serious."
"The temperature is fine, but the rest needs to wait until we go to the hospital for a detailed examination." Ji Qian said, "I have contacted the hospital and someone will be here soon."
Chi Ke: "It's not an ambulance, right?"
"Of course not." Ji Qian said helplessly, "That would be too eye-catching. I'm not a fool."
Chi Ke walked over and patted Wei Yiqi's face: "Wake up, are you still conscious?"
Wei Yiqi's eyes were blurry: "Brother~"
Ji Qian picked an orange from the fruit plate: "He couldn't even recognize Leng Yunting, how could he recognize——"
Wei Yiqi: "Brother Chi."
“Puff.”
Ji Qian squeezed the orange in his hand until it burst.
"There's orange juice in the refrigerator. There's no need to do this." Chi Ke threw the wet wipes into his arms and poured a glass of water for Wei Yiqi. "Are you awake?"
Not only was this kid drugged, he was also forced to drink a lot of alcohol.
Even without the drugs, he was almost drunk to the point of passing out.
Wei Yiqi nodded and tried to sit up.
Chi Ke held up five fingers: "What's this?"
Wei Yiqi bit his lower lip with his upper teeth and made a "f" sound for a long time.
Chi Ke thought: The situation is not that bad, not only is he rational, he can also speak foreign languages.
Wei Yiqi: "Finger."
"Lie back down," Chi Ke said, "Don't get up."
Ji Qian was very happy standing beside him.
"You stay here and watch over him. Contact me after the medical staff takes him away."
Chi Ke left the room card in the room, and before leaving, he asked uncertainly, "Are you okay?"
If there is some kind of aphrodisiac in Wei Yiqi's body...
Ji Qian smiled confidently: "Please trust my character and methods."
"Be careful." Chi Ke said nothing more.
He was very curious about how Xu Lemian should explain the reason to Leng Yunting.
…
"Why the hell are you here?"
Leng Yunting tightly pinched Xu Lemian's shoulders and pressed him against the toilet door, his face gloomy: "Let me ask you, why are you here?"
Xu Lemian's eyes were red: "What right do you have to question me? What about you? Second Young Master, you told me you were working overtime, is this how you work overtime?"
"I'm here for something, what are you doing?" Leng Yunting sneered, "Are you here to consume? You can only be consumed here!"
"Leng Yunting, you are not a human being!" Xu Lemian pushed him away with force, tears streaming down her face.
Leng Yunting's heart suddenly ached a little, and he asked with a tense expression: "Who brought you here?"
Xu Lemian cried and shook her head non-stop, feeling as if she had had a nightmare tonight.
Sima Yichen sent him a message in the evening asking him out, and he happily accepted the invitation without thinking much about it.
Who knew that after dinner in the evening, he suddenly said he wanted to take me out to play.
"You'll like it." Sima Yichen gently wrapped the scarf around his neck and asked in a gentlemanly manner, "My friends are very curious about you, a classical dancer and someone who runs his own gallery. We're going to Hongshang for dinner later, are you really not coming with us?"
Xu Lemian had heard of Hongshang. When he was a freshman, a female classmate held her birthday party at Hongshang, but he did not receive an invitation.
After hesitating for a moment, he nodded: "Will your friends mind?"
"They are so happy that they can't wait." Sima Yichen smiled and put his coat on him.
Later, just as Sima Yichen said, his friends took good care of him. They didn't let him drink, and they didn't let others tease or chat with him. So when they started playing the game, Xu Lemian was embarrassed to refuse their invitation and picked up the dice without knowing what to do.
The novice lost badly the first time he played the drinking game, but those kind-hearted young masters and young ladies did not make things difficult for him. At most, they punished him by making him sing a song or dance.
It was not until the last King's game, when the King ordered the card number seven in his hand to kiss the card number ten for one minute, that Xu Lemian realized belatedly that things had gone too far.
He said in a panic that he had a boyfriend and was willing to drink, but someone next to him said "tsk" unhappily, "If you can't afford it, don't come. I've been accommodating you all night, which really spoils the fun."
Sima Yichen defended: "Don't bother him, he is a good student."
The man spat in an uninterested tone: "If you are not from the same circle, don't bring them in."
It was difficult for Xu Lemian to describe how he felt after hearing these words.
Humiliation, resentment, grievance...
By the time his brain reacted, his body had already grabbed Sima Yichen's collar and stood on tiptoe to kiss him.
Sima Yichen looked surprised, but responded quickly, hugging his waist to deepen the kiss.
Amid the cheers and fanning of the flames all around, Xu Lemian gradually regained his senses. His face turned pale and he frantically tried to push Sima Yichen away.
Sima Yichen readily let him go, but because it was less than a full minute, both of them were fined three glasses of wine.
After drinking, Xu Lemian left in panic and rudely, stumbling to the bathroom, only to turn around and see Leng Yunting.
Leng Yunting reeked of alcohol and various mixed scents of perfume, and it was obvious that he had been playing here for a long time.
Xu Lemian almost collapsed instantly.
"You said you never play here, what are you doing now?" He pounded Leng Yunting's chest like crazy.
"That's enough!" Leng Yunting grabbed his wrist and said viciously, "I haven't done anything to let you down, why are you making a scene in front of me now?"
"You haven't done anything to offend me, so what's this matter now?" Xu Lemian struggled hard, but the strength gap between the two was too great, and he couldn't break free at all.
"Calm down." Leng Yunting lifted his chin and suddenly kissed him hard.
"Ugh!!" Xu Lemian kept pushing and whimpered when being kissed.
Chi Ke, who was eavesdropping from the next room, said: "."
It really makes people anxious to death.
Something that could be explained in a few words has become so serious that even the cause and effect haven't been printed out yet.
Do I need to give you some time to do it before we can talk properly?
The two people in the toilet were already inseparable. Just when the sound was moving in an uncontrollable direction, Chi Ke sent a message to Meng Zao. Meng Zao, who had been dormant for a long time, received the order and deliberately stepped hard on her high heels and passed by the toilet door.
The sound of "da da da" calmed the two protagonists of the farce, and only heavy breathing remained in the air.
"Something has happened in the company recently. I wasn't lying to you when I said I was on a business trip. I just came back today and came here for a dinner that I couldn't refuse." Leng Yunting explained half-truthfully, refusing to mention the kiss he had just had.
To be honest, he had forgotten what the little star that the investor had just thrown into his arms looked like.
It was just a casual affair, just a kiss, they didn't go to bed, why was Xu Lemian making a fuss? He didn't need to know all this and make trouble out of nothing.
"Really?" Xu Lemian nestled in his arms, her lips red and moist, "Brother Ting, can I trust you?"
"What else can I do? We have known each other for so long, when have I ever looked at anyone else more than once? You know how good I treat you." Leng Yunting said, putting his hand into his clothes and touching him ambiguously twice.
He had never slept with anyone before Xu Lemian. At most he had kissed or let someone give him a blowjob. What had Xu Lemian done to him?
He was well fed and well served, if...
Leng Yunting's voice was cold: "Mianmian, who brought you here today?"
Xu Lemian's body froze, and tears flowed out again: "Brother Ting..."
Leng Yunting was a little annoyed, but when he saw his eyes, his heart softened again, and he gently wiped away his tears: "Don't cry, has our baby been wronged?"
Xu Lemian shook his head vigorously: "I am also wrong about what happened today. If I had rejected their invitation..."
He burst into tears as he spoke: "I'm sorry, Brother Ting, I shouldn't have come. I just wanted to meet some good friends. Maybe this meal will help my career, and you won't have to work so hard. I'm sorry..."
Leng Yunting's heart tightened and he felt a little guilty for no reason.
So Xu Lemian did this to relieve him of the burden?
Damn it.
Who bullied him?
Leng Yunting whispered: "I will seek justice for you."
"No, it's my problem. Don't blame others, okay?" Xu Lemian comforted him instead, "I'm fine."
Leng Yunting patted his hair and said, "Go upstairs and rest first. I'll have someone take you to my room. I have something else to take care of. Wait for a while and I'll be upstairs with you soon."
Chi Ke curled the corners of his lips, climbed out of the window, took a detour, pretended to be in a hurry, and just blocked the two people who were about to leave.
"Boss Leng, Young Master." He winked at Leng Yunting, "I finally found you."
"Why are you here?" Leng Yunting understood and waved his hand to let the servant take Xu Lemian away.
"You and Wei Yiqi were photographed." Chi Ke got straight to the point and spoke nonsense. "I have intercepted the photos. They will not affect your reputation. By the way, I checked. Young Master Xu..."
"Who brought it?" Leng Yunting asked.
Chi Ke tried his best to look serious: "Master Sima."
"Fuck!" Leng Yunting punched the wall hard, gritting his teeth, "He really went too far this time."
It would be fine if he just played around by himself, but he actually brought him to this kind of place and let everyone bully Xu Lemian together. Did he still take his brother seriously?
"Where are the others? Have they left?"
"I'm not sure." Chi Ke handed over a note, "But I've found out the room number for you."
"Follow me." Leng Yunting took the note and rushed upstairs, banging on the door loudly.
"Sima Yichen! Open the door!"
The door lock moved after a while.
"Leng Er—Fuck!"
Wow.
Chi Ke leaned against the door frame and secretly sighed at how wonderful it was.
If you react quickly enough, you can kill him as soon as he shows up.
"Leng Er, you are fucking crazy!" Sima Yichen's mouth was broken and he lay on the ground cursing, "Are you willing to do this for a toy?!"
"It's not a question of whether it's a toy or not," Leng Yunting said sternly, "What's the difference between you bringing him to others to bully them and slapping me in the face?"
"I bullied... When the hell did I bully him?" Sima Yichen felt sick in his heart.
Damn it, Xu Lemian kissed him herself, and he didn't even feel disgusted, so how did he become a bully? !
He clearly just wanted to bring people here to watch the fun between Leng Yunting and Wei Yiqi, and he even specifically reminded his friends not to bully others when playing games. The only one who was looking for trouble was your fucking friend, Leng Er!
Sima Yichen was furious: "Who told you that I bullied him? Xu Lemian?"
"Do you need someone to tell you? Don't I have eyes? He's still protecting you!" Xu Lemian was crying like that, Leng Yunting must be blind to think that they didn't bully anyone, "I warn you, you can just play around in private, but don't bring it out to embarrass me, otherwise we'll have no brotherhood!"
“Fuck.”
Sima Yichen felt a headache and he couldn't utter the words "he kissed me forcefully".
Just kidding, Leng Er is now certain that he is looking for trouble, and if he tells it out, the other party will think he is turning the tables.
Damn, how could this happen?
He obviously just wanted to see Xu Lemian's reaction when he found out that Leng Er had cheated on his mortal enemy, and then take advantage of the opportunity to smuggle in, and then see Leng Yunting's expression when he found out that Xu Lemian was completely devoted to him...
Which link went wrong?
After all, they had been brothers for many years, so Leng Yunting only gave him one punch. After getting up, he extended his hand in a very friendly manner and helped him.
"Is it still bleeding? I'll let Ji Qian come and take a look for you."
"Get lost, you're really harsh, damn it, if you have something to say, just say it nicely, I'll really get angry if you go crazy like this again." Sima Yichen covered his face and sat down with an uneasy look on his face. He turned his head and saw Chi Ke, and couldn't help but narrow his eyes, "Is your assistant here too?"
"Yeah." Leng Yunting was still in a one-sided cold war with Chi Ke, and asked uninterestedly, "Why? Are you interested in him?"
"That's indeed interesting." Sima Yichen raised the corners of his lips teasingly, and saw Chi Ke also smiled.
……Hold?
Sima Yichen felt a chill in his heart.
"I can't give it to you even if I'm interested." Leng Yunting rolled his eyes at Chi Ke, "He doesn't even obey me."
"Boss Leng, you're joking." Chi Ke opened the door, took the ice pack from the waiter, and placed it on the coffee table for the two CEOs to use. "It turns out that the person I saw downstairs before was really Boss Si. Boss Leng and I didn't disturb your leisure time by visiting you so late at night, did we?"
He arranged for Xu Lemian and Leng Yunting to meet first in order to deal with Sima Yichen.
Xu Lemian's words are vague and unclear. His strongest skill is to make black into white. He may not be able to fool others, but he is more than enough to fool Leng Yunting.
Although he didn't want the protagonists to start a sadomasochistic relationship right now, he also didn't want to give Sima Yichen, who was muddying the waters and drugging innocent people, an advantage.
Because this guy...
Seeing Chi Ke's eyes that seemed to see through everything, Sima Yichen's mind went on alarm bells.
Leng Yunting asked: "What's your hobby?"
"When I was on the first floor, I saw Mr. Si talking to someone else..." Chi Ke hesitated, "I don't think I disturbed you, did I?"
Fuck!
Did he see it?
Does he know that is Xu Lemian? !
Sima Yichen was almost sweating coldly.
If Leng Er knew that I kissed Xu Lemian at this time, wouldn’t it be the end of me?
Chi Ke smiled and asked, "Which lady or man is it? Do you need me to call her up for you?"
"call--"
Sima Yichen's heart sank heavily to the ground.
Fortunately, fortunately, fortunately it was not discovered.
"Fuck, you came to play and brought Mianmian with you? Are you sick?" Leng Yunting was speechless, "Don't lead him astray, being clean is one of his few advantages."
Sima Yichen forced a smile: "Yeah, I understand."
"Okay, we won't disturb your interest." Leng Yunting stood up, "Chi Zhu, let's go."
Chi Ke followed Leng Yunting and gave Sima Yichen a meaningful look when he closed the door.
Sima Yichen's heart began to hang in his throat again as he had just landed. His breathing became rapid and his palms were full of sweat due to nervousness.
Damn it, he must have not slept well these days and is hallucinating.
A small assistant actually scared him. Is he crazy?
Sima Yichen forced himself to calm down and took out his cell phone to make a call.
"Ji Song," he said word by word, "Next time you go to Xingmian Entertainment for a meeting, help me deal with Leng Yunting's assistant named Chi. Tsk, don't ask so many questions. I haven't liked him for a long time."
…
"So you're still after Sima Yichen?" Ji Qian looked at Chi Ke blankly, "Didn't you say you don't care?"
The medicine in Wei Yiqi's body was not very strong, and he was receiving an IV drip in the hospital. After notifying each other's agents, the two of them left leisurely.
Now that they had stayed up all night and had lost all desire to sleep, they decided to go for a walk along the river.
Chi Ke put his hands in his pockets and looked at the dawn in the sky gloomily: "Don't you want revenge?"
Ji Qian paused: "How do you know?"
"Ji Qian," Chi Ke sighed, "What do you think you can hide from me?"
On that day of the medical dispute, as soon as the intern finished telling him what happened, he noticed something was wrong.
The patient had surgery today, and his son, who hadn't been seen for a long time, came to make trouble. Unfortunately, the patient's other family members were not at home... This probability does exist, but he has always been cautious, so it is better to check it out.
He later asked Mandy to check the surveillance footage, and sure enough, he saw the family member who had caused the trouble having a one-minute conversation with the owner of a white Audi in front of the hospital.
Following the investigation, they found Sima Yichen's subsidiary.
"Sima Yichen knows Ji Song." Chi Ke casually stated the fact that Ji Qian had spent half a month to find out. "Ji Song doesn't like you, so Sima Yichen helped him to trip you up and make it difficult for you to run your hospital. Am I right?"
Ji Qian was silent.
"Be honest. You obviously want to retaliate. Why did you pretend to be indifferent before?" Chi Ke sneered. "Don't be afraid of causing trouble for me. Next time, just tell me directly. Be a good doctor and dean. Focus on the medicine you like. I'll take care of the rest. It's not to the point where you need to worry about it yet. I said I would give you a hospital that can gain a foothold in S City. I won't break my promise."
Ji Qian's eyes curved slightly, he shrank his neck, and buried half of his face in the scarf that he had once borrowed from Chi Ke.
"Cold?" Chi Ke handed over the hot milk he hadn't finished yet, "Hold it."
Ji Qian took the cup and said softly, "It's very warm."
It's been warm.
Function generates heat, the physics teacher is right.
My heart was beating so fast and it was so warm that my eyes were almost sweating.
It has been a long, long time since anyone has said such words to Ji Qian.
In other words, apart from his family, no one has ever said to him: Do what you like and don't worry about anything else.
His brother once said that he was very good at finding happiness, and Ji Qian felt that his brother was half right.
In fact, it is because good luck really comes to us that people can feel the beauty.
He would never have thought that walking on the winter streets at five in the morning would make happiness concrete.
"Boss Chi," Ji Qian rubbed Chi Ke's shoulder with his arm and complained, "Boss Chi, work is so tiring, life is so hard, I don't want to work hard anymore."
Chi Ke was indifferent to his complaints: "You can also lie down."
"There's no money to be made lying down, and life is not stable. If you're not careful, your life might be in danger. Of course, I'm not a fragile person, I just need some spiritual and psychological comfort." Ji Qian began to play the victim, hesitating, "If Mr. Chi is willing to accompany me..."
Chi Ke glared at him and said, "You can only do as much work as you are paid. You can't afford to hire all of me. Don't be too greedy."
"Tsk." This was the first time that Ji Qian felt upset because he had no money. But when he saw Chi Ke deliberately slowing down his pace to wait for him, he felt relieved again, "You're right. I am content with what I have."
"Good attitude." Chi Ke praised, "Keep it up."
"I thought you were being sincere in your compliments." Ji Qian laughed happily, then he groaned and grabbed Chi Ke's sleeves, "I suddenly remembered, is today New Year's Eve?"
It’s true.
No wonder the streets of S City were so quiet this morning, it turns out everyone has gone home to celebrate the New Year.
Chi Ke stopped and turned his head, his sight and the morning breeze enveloping him: "Do you want New Year's greetings now?"
Ji Qian was blown dizzy by the wind, and immediately smiled: "Do you want to get stuck?"
So there is a sense of ceremony?
"There aren't so many rules." Chi Ke said, "If you want to listen, you can tell me now."
Ji Qian shook his head. Seeing his ears blown red by the wind, he untied his scarf and wrapped it around his neck: "Can you save it for now and give it to me the day after tomorrow?"
The scarf carried Ji Qian's body temperature and the fragrance of shower gel, which rarely prevented Chi Ke from having a mysophobia attack.
He cooperated by raising his chin to make it easier for Ji Qian to surround him more tightly.
"Can I ask why?"
That day was not New Year’s Eve, nor was it the Spring Festival; it was just an ordinary third day of the first lunar month.
"It's a secret," Ji Qian winked slyly, "You can exchange yours."
To be mysterious.
Chi Ke smiled, slapped his hand away, and answered the question irrelevantly: "Let's go, it's dawn."
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