Chapter 10 Thighs
Seeing the drink Xie Yu pointed to, not only Shen Ci was stunned, but even the clerk was stunned.
"You are the first customer to order milk tonight." The waiter took the milk and teased, "You brought your boyfriend on a cruise just to drink milk?"
Shen Ci was stunned: "No..."
He was the person Xie Yu signed the agreement with, so he couldn't be considered a boyfriend.
Xie Yu said, "He has a bad stomach and will vomit if he drinks."
The clerk had worked on the ship for several years and had seen all kinds of customers. He looked around at Shen Ci and Xie Yu, and saw Xie Yu dressed in gorgeous clothes, all luxury brands, and a watch inlaid with gemstones. Seeing that Shen Ci was dressed in simple clothes, he understood most of it and said with a smile: "He is not your boyfriend now, but you may not know in the future."
Xie Yu sneered: "He is thin-skinned, don't tease him."
The milk did not need to be mixed and was ready in just a dozen seconds. Xie Yu took it and handed it to Shen Ci. The hot steam rose up with the aroma of milk. Shen Ci held it through the cup sleeve and his whole body warmed up.
He lowered his eyes: "...Thank you."
"It's okay." Xie Yu looked toward the river and said, "My yacht is here, get ready to board."
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Half an hour later, Shen Ci was sitting in Master Xie's private yacht, holding the packaged hot milk. Under him was a soft fabric sofa, so soft that he sank into it as soon as he sat on the edge.
Looking out of the yacht window, he could see another ship moving further and further away. It was the one they had just got off. The ship was full of bright lights and flashing dazzling neon lights, which made the nearby river water look lewd and gorgeous. The cabin of the ship he was on was clean and tidy, and the lights were warm yellow. It was sailing steadily on the river. The pier in the distance was vaguely visible. In ten minutes at most, they would dock.
Shen Ci was a little dazed.
He got off the boat so easily, without paying any price.
When he and Xie Yu met for the first time, Young Master Xie set a safety word, saying that when he couldn't bear it anymore, he should say this word and everything would stop.
Chen Ci treated this as a crude joke. He did not believe that a mere word could restrain Xie Yu, and he did not believe that the arrogant and domineering Master Xie would take his feelings into consideration. This was just a common tactic used by those in a higher position, like a cat playing with a mouse, giving cheap hope and then taking it back, watching the lower ones struggle for fun.
But perhaps the towel covering his head on a rainy day, the lollipop handed over when he had low blood sugar, the fact that Xie Yuyuan was not as violent as the legend said, and he had never used any means on him, made Shen Ci gradually relax his vigilance, so on that isolated island-like cruise ship, in that smoky box, he said this word, just like a drowning man trying his best to grab a life-saving straw.
During the few seconds when Xie Yu looked at him in surprise and then fell silent, Shen Ci thought that his struggle must have been pathetic and ridiculous.
You are clearly a piece of fish on the chopping board, but you are trying to stop the game of the person holding the knife.
But it really works.
It seemed as if Xie Yu had only brought him here to show off to his friends and show his support. After he said that word, he took him away without even asking for the reason.
This safe word actually works.
There was incense burning on the side of the boat, the scent of ebony and sandalwood, accompanied by the undulating river water, reminding people of the forest after the rain or the ancient temple in the mountains. People slept in tents with a fire, listening to the drizzle of autumn rain.
Shen Ci was wrapped in the soft sofa, feeling a little drowsy.
This was a somewhat new experience. Being with Young Master Xie, he was tense from beginning to end to prepare for sudden attacks. Even when he slept in the bed of the hotel on the first night, it was just a nap, not sleep.
But now, as if the bottomless abyss suddenly had a bottom line, the toy suddenly held the game stop button, and he relaxed.
Shen Ci raised his eyes and saw Xie Yu sitting opposite him. Young Master Xie was still sitting in an awkward position, slumped on the sofa with his long legs crossed, swiping his phone aimlessly, his posture was dignified and lazy, like a big cat without bones.
Although he looked calm on the surface, Xie Yu's mind was about to explode.
System: "Ahhhhhh host!"
"Host, what are you doing, host!!!"
"Tonight is an important plot point, and you still have so many lines to say!"
“It collapsed! It collapsed! It completely collapsed!!!”
“You’re going to fail at this rate, ahhhhhhhhhh!”
Xie Yu's forehead was throbbing with veins: "Can you calm down a little?"
The system was irritable, just like the sassy heroine in old Hong Kong and Taiwan romance novels: "How can I be calm! How can you ask me to be calm!!!"
Xie Yu was in a strange mood. He thought that he and the protagonist hadn't developed anything yet, but he was talking to an electronic life form. He pressed his forehead and said, "No, think about it, isn't this for my character setting?"
System: "Huh? What's your personality?"
Xie Yu patiently asked, "Chen Ci just mentioned the safe word. What does the safe word mean in the special game?"
system:"?"
It hesitated: "A bottom line that cannot be crossed?"
Xie Yu: "Shen Ci said the safe word, and I am an extremely 'professional' person, so according to the 'professional' practice, what should I do?"
system:"……"
"Stop the game immediately and take the victim away from the scene. If the victim is still on the verge of collapse, calm him down."
Xie Yu: "I immediately stopped the game, took Shen Ci away from the scene, and bought hot milk to calm him down. Is this the professionalism that a professional should have?"
system:"……?"
Is there any such thing as professionalism in this thing?
It felt a bit confusing, so it didn't argue for a moment, but just said: "But I still have to deduct your points."
It enumerated Xie Yu's problems: "You didn't say a lot of lines. Although the protagonist felt embarrassed and humiliated, it was not strong enough and did not reach the threshold. Also..."
Xie Yu was shocked: "This thing has a threshold? That's enough, right?"
The system said righteously: "We are a serious system! We have strict evaluation criteria!"
Xie Yu: "Okay...if you have anything else, go ahead."
System: "Your physical contact is far from meeting the standards"
The original text contained many detailed descriptions of physical contact, but Xie Yu just pulled her wrist tonight, which was totally not enough.
Xie Yu knew he was in the wrong, so he waved his hand to signal it to deduct as it pleased. The previous two times were both over sixty, so if you averaged it out, it shouldn't be a big problem.
As soon as everyone finished arguing, there was a long whistle, the boat shook slightly, the crew pulled the rope, and they had reached the shore.
Xie Yu stepped ashore and found his own Bentley. He had drunk and could not drive, so he found a driver. Now that the driver had arrived, Xie Yu threw the key over and opened the back door.
The original owner had a good alcohol tolerance, which he had developed by indulging in sensual pleasures with his friends in entertainment venues. Xie Yu's alcohol tolerance was average. He drank some champagne and red wine mixed together and was already a little drunk. He half-lay on the cushion and took a nap with his eyes closed.
The front seat was occupied by the driver and the empty passenger seat. Shen Ci hesitated slightly and got into the back seat with Xie Yu.
Xie Yu raised his eyelids, half drunk, like a lazy big cat. He looked at Shen Ci, thinking about the unfinished plot, and suddenly tapped the system: "System, the request for physical contact can be made anytime tonight, right?"
The system was still angry, and said in a flat tone: "Yes, you were supposed to stay on the ship all night and get off at dawn tomorrow. Any time is fine."
Xie Yu laughed, "That's easy."
The back seat of the business-class Bentley was spacious. He and Shen Ci sat on each side, not interfering with each other. But Xie Yu raised his fingers, rubbed his forehead in a pretentious manner, and sighed softly.
The driver heard the noise in the back seat and asked hurriedly, "Mr. Xie, are you okay?"
Xie Yu: "Well, it's okay. I just felt a little dizzy from drinking."
Shen Ci was sitting quietly, but when he heard the words, he turned his head and looked over. His eyes stayed on Xie Yu's face for a moment, then quickly moved away.
The driver didn't want to miss the opportunity to show his courtesy, so he quickly said, "There's a pharmacy up ahead. Do you want me to go down and buy some hangover medicine?"
Xie Yu: "No, I'll just lie down."
Driver: "The back seat can be adjusted to a reclining position. Can I help you..."
Before he finished speaking, Xie Yu leaned to his side and fell directly on the person next to him, with his head resting on his thighs, and just lay down against him.
Shen Ci was startled and raised his hand to push him away. How could Xie Yu let him push him away? He rubbed his forehead and muttered, "This wine is really good. It gives me a headache."
He was neither drunk nor drunk, and kept whining about a headache. His tone was inexplicably sticky. He paused, and put his finger three inches above Xie Yu's forehead, before finally pursing his lips and letting it go.
Xie Yu was thinking about the lines he hadn't said, so he half-opened his eyes and said dissatisfiedly: "Assistant Shen, what are you doing? Can't you lie down with your legs?"
Shen Ci lowered his eyes and looked at him, but said nothing.
This line is from the original text, and the original owner said it at the banquet. The novel describes that Shen Ci's expression was as cold as ice at the time, and he really didn't give Young Master Xie a good look. He used the excuse of going to the bathroom and directly pushed the person off his legs.
Of course, Young Master Xie in the novel couldn't swallow this breath. He grabbed Shen Ci's collar and slammed the back of his head against the wall, knocking him unconscious on the spot. Young Master Xie still felt it was not satisfying enough, so he pinched Shen Ci's neck and pressed his knee against his lower abdomen. Shen Ci vomited on the spot, hunched over, and was pulled by Young Master Xie and thrown onto a chair, and his clothes were stripped off in front of a group of people.
Xie Yu still remembered the description of this passage, which said that Shen Ci was pulled by the hair and forced to lower his head, with his neck and back showing beautiful curves, and his warm jade-like skin exposed to the air, giving him a layer of goose bumps, which made people want to pinch and play with it.
Normally, Xie Yu would not have any reaction when seeing these descriptions, but now that he had drunk some wine and was resting his head on Chen Ci's thigh, his eyes surveyed his collarbone and neck, and he actually figured out some of the charm, and felt a bit like he was attracted by his beauty.
After all, Assistant Professor Shen was really good-looking, with clear and cold features, dignified and peaceful. Standing in front of him, his skin was as white as glaze, which reminded people of the expensive antique porcelain in the glass display case.
If you can hold such porcelain in your hands and play with it, it will definitely be a great pleasure in life.
Xie Yu thought to himself, what a sin! How could he be like the pervert in the original text, thinking about the protagonist now? He quickly collected his thoughts and continued to perform his lines.
"Assistant Shen, according to our agreement, not to mention your legs, every piece of skin and flesh on your body belongs to me."
According to the plot, Shen Ci should have struggled violently, but Xie Yu waited for a long time and the other party did not move.
Xie Yu: “?”
He continued to perform, squinting his eyes slightly as required by the script, with a dangerous look: “Assistant Shen, don’t forget, who is your grandmother’s quota…”
In the novel, this sentence is like a king bomb. Every time Xie Yu said it, Shen Ci would behave himself. This time was no exception. According to the script, his body would instantly stiffen, and then collapse, like a puppet without a soul, staring blankly into the distance.
However, before Xie Yu finished speaking, Shen Ci suddenly sighed.
He put his thighs together, letting the most sensual part of his body hold Xie Yu's head steadily, then turned his head and looked out the window unnaturally, and said calmly: "If you want to lie down, lie down."
Xie Yu: “Ah?”
This made Xie Yu completely confused.
His head was numbed by alcohol and he was not very clear-headed. He thought to himself: "…What the hell? How can I lie down whenever I want?"
He frowned and waited for a long time, and Shen Ci, this noble and good student, really acquiesced to Young Master Xie using him as a pillow, with his two straight long legs lying there obediently, motionless.
Xie Yu: “…”
To be honest, if Shen Ci struggled desperately and refused to obey, he could still play the role of the bully and play the whole show well, but Shen Ci let him lean on him like this, and he felt embarrassed.
The pair of legs that she was using as a pillow were long and straight, with well-proportioned bones and flesh. The flesh on the thighs was just the right amount, neither too thin nor too thick, and it was very comfortable to use as a pillow.
Shen Ci didn't have any good clothes. They were all worn out, loose and baggy, and couldn't show the shape of his legs. But just by thinking about it, Xie Yu knew how good these legs would look in a suit.
He pulled his wild thoughts back: “Shen Ci, I bought you clothes, why don’t you wear them?”
He tried very hard to get into the role of the bully: "Go back and put it on me, I want to see it."
Shen Ci lowered his eyes and looked at him, but said nothing.
Xie Yu continued: "Remember, I can use your legs as a pillow whenever I want, regardless of time and place."
This is also the original line.
Shen Ci looked at him again, still not saying anything.
Xie Yu: “…”
His head really hurt this time, and he felt dizzy and something was wrong. He ignored Shen Ci and weakly ordered the driver: "Master, go home quickly, I'm so sleepy."
The author has something to say:
Teacher Xie: I don’t have the slightest talent for interpreting sad stories.
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