Chapter 36: Nibbling Ankles
Chapter 36
Wen Xi covered her mouth to stop the kiss and said tearfully that she would miss the dance. Yan Jue reluctantly let her go and held her right hand before going downstairs. He used his left hand to open his phone which was filled with a bunch of unread messages.
Cen Qin called and asked him directly why he hadn't come to the main venue yet, and he was dissatisfied with Yan Jue's procrastination.
The banquet was delayed due to "important matters".
"What's the important matter? Tell me." Cen Qin sneered on the other end of the phone and teased, "Wen Xi is very sleepy. The sun has already set at this time. He has gone to rest. What can you be busy with?"
Wen Xi, who was standing next to him, listened with a red face, hot head, and was extremely embarrassed.
There was nothing important at all. She just kept kissing him, kissing, biting and licking him. While kissing, she asked "Is the strength right? Are the movements standard?" and she occupied Wen Xi's lips and tongue tyrannically for more than ten minutes.
Yan Jue said in a steady voice: "Guess."
“…”
Cen Tan hung up the phone directly.
Yan Jue rubbed Wen Xi's fingertips without changing his expression and said, "Go change your clothes now."
"...Okay." Wen Xi nodded, and then remembered that he had told Yan Hesu that he was very sleepy and wanted to sleep. He was worried that he would run into them again at the dance. Moreover, he and Yan Jue were being intimate together, and the scene would definitely be very awkward.
He spoke hesitantly again: "But I have already told Yan and Su that I need to rest. If I suddenly tell him about our situation now, he will be very uncomfortable for a while."
Yan Jue lowered his head and looked at him, his tone subtle: "Do you care about him a lot?"
What a dangerous statement!
Wen Xi grabbed Yan Jue's shoulders and shook him, trying to shake off the strange worries in his mind: "Concern about the mental state of your classmate. It's not wrong to tell him..."
Wen Xi actually still didn’t want to say it. Although Yan and Su would definitely find out that he was in a relationship with Yan Jue in the end, it was better not to do it too early.
Wen Xi then changed the subject: "But I don't have the right clothes. Many waiters know me. If I follow you, they will think I am your mistress."
Although their relationship is based on one giving money and the other giving emotional value, in essence they are just an ordinary pair of boyfriends who are not very sincere.
Yan Jue pulled him towards his room, saying calmly, "I have the right clothes, and the ball is a masquerade, so don't worry about these things."
Wen Xi couldn't help but praise: "Everything is prepared."
When they reached the door of the room, Wen Xi asked, "What kind of suit are you preparing?"
Yan Jue paused in his movement to open the door, did not answer, and just opened the door.
The banquet room was on the 16th floor, a luxurious suite. The entrance living room was twice as large as the entire staff cabin. The huge floor-to-ceiling windows in the living room overlooked the entire sea. In the middle of the living room was a burgundy fishtail skirt.
The fishtail skirt is a suspender style, with the hem splitting the right leg to the knee, revealing the graceful curve of the legs with every step. Two thin straps are tied into a bow at the back, and the long ribbon floats lightly from the back of the neck to the shoulder blades, with the very end just resting on the dimple of the waist and hip curve, focusing the attention on the deep dimple of the waist.
The night is lingering, and the clear moonlight shines unreservedly onto the hem of the skirt through the huge floor-to-ceiling windows. The hem of the fishtail skirt sways freely in the breeze, quiet and noble, like a charming water lily.
Wen Xi took a breath and murmured, "What a beautiful dress."
The door clicked shut and the hem of her fishtail skirt fell down.
Yan Jue looked at Wen Xi, whose attention was drawn to the little skirt, and hesitated for a moment before saying, "Actually, there is another suit."
After Yan Jue spoke, Wen Xi noticed that there were two mannequins in the living room. Next to the women's clothing was a still gorgeous white suit.
The first time Wen Xi saw this skirt, she thought of the long skirt that she had hidden in Ming Yao's house. It was also a burgundy slit style. The only difference was that the texture of the skirt in front of her was extremely good.
The man's obsession with the "Killer Queen" suit, which could make people fly back home overnight just by looking at the photo, was clearly displayed in front of Wen Xi, even though Yan Jue also symbolically gave the white suit as the second option.
"You can choose whichever one you want."
This sounds very high-sounding.
Wen Xi slowly turned around the two dresses, and finally stood by the mermaid skirt and smiled at Yan Jue: "This one."
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Wenxi went to the bedroom with the clothes in her arms.
Five or six minutes later, the voice of the young man calling Yan Jue was heard from the room.
"Yan Jue, please come in for a moment."
Yan Jue pushed open the door and his eyes were instantly attracted by the scene in front of him.
The fishtail skirt fits him perfectly, wrapping and outlining the boy's beautiful young body. The cold white wall lamp shines on his body through the frosted glass door of the cloakroom, as if casting a hazy and soft halo on Wen Xi.
Wen Xi stood in front of the floor-length mirror with her back to him. Her slender naked back looked like a piece of white jade wrapped in red satin. Two thin red ribbons were hooked around her graceful shoulder blades. The ribbons were very long, and the ends casually hung on Wen Xi's back.
Yan Jue walked into Wenxi. The young man held a red ribbon in one hand, frowned slightly, and looked at Yan Jue through the mirror: "Can you tie the ribbon for me?"
Wen Xi was more beautiful than he had imagined. She was naturally beautiful, but she usually hid her beauty. Now, wearing a suitable red dress, she was like a fragrant and beautiful rose that broke through the thorns and swayed before the world.
The skin is sharp, but the expression is extremely pure. The extreme beauty and purity are intertwined, forming a rebellious attraction.
"Hurry up, we're going to be late."
Wen Xi urged, and Yan Jue hooked up the ribbon with resignation. The burgundy ribbon hung on the back of the man's hand with bulging veins. Wen Xi stared at Yan Jue through the mirror.
The man's movements were a little stiff. It was more like he was untying some shackles that were trapping him than tying the belt slowly.
The look in his eyes was complicated, with surprise and regret, but more of a strong possessiveness, like a ferocious beast that promised to let the human go, but regretted it at the last moment but was too embarrassed to say it, so could only continue reluctantly.
The whole person is very twisted.
Wen Xi chuckled.
After fastening the straps, Yan Jue stood behind Wen Xi with a gloomy face, watching him put on the wig, then turned around, came in front of him and blinked, and asked knowingly: "Is it similar to the last time I hid in the bathroom and video chatted with you?"
Yan Jue was so jealous, looking at Wen Xi's cunning eyes, he still said stubbornly: "Very beautiful."
"How do you like it?"
"like."
"I guess you will like it, and want me to dance with you in front of everyone wearing this." Wen Xi turned around, her skirt dancing with it, and then stretched out her palm in front of Yan Jue, "Do you want to dance with me?"
Yan Jue's eyes were dark, and he took Wen Xi's hand and pressed her down on the bed. He then went to the cloakroom silently and took out a pair of high heels, and placed them at Wen Xi's feet. Then, under Wen Xi's puzzled gaze, he went to the bathroom and returned again, holding a towel soaked in warm water.
Under Wen Xi's astonished gaze, Yan Jue half-knelt in front of him and held Wen Xi's ankles. Wen Xi struggled for a while, but could not escape the man's rock-hard strength at all. He could only let Yan Jue peel his feet out of the layers of her skirt.
The man's palm tightly wrapped around the boy's thin ankle, with the base of his thumb stuck on the protruding bone of the ankle. The scorching temperature of his palm made Wen Xi unable to help but pull his legs back.
The palms of his hands were warm and the towel was also hot and wet. As long as Wen Xi showed signs of retreating, Yan Jue would clench his hands and pull him back with an irresistible force.
"Why do you have to wipe it?"
The man tightened his hand around Wen Xi's ankle, veins bulging on the back of his hand, but he still slowly wiped the calf he had rubbed with the towel.
Yan Jue frowned, his eyes dark, even though he was looking up at people, his tone was not inferior: "I made it dirty."
Wen Xi had read too many texts that he shouldn't have read, and his face immediately became red. He bit his lip and turned his eyes away, complaining in his heart why Yan Jue would use such words.
Wen Xi was not convinced that Yan Jue had made her blush and embarrassed by a casual remark, so she asked bluntly: "Do you regret letting me wear this dress?"
Yan Jue said "hmm" calmly, then turned the towel over and without any hesitation, pulled Wen Xi's other foot out from under her skirt. He wiped it slowly and carefully before he was willing to look up at Wen Xi.
The man raised his eyebrows, rubbed his feet with his thumbs for a few times, and his rough fingertips rubbed the thin skin red. Yan Jue spoke in a calm tone.
"I do regret it."
Wen Xi's breathing was disordered: "Then loosen my legs."
Yan was unmoved.
"Then why are you still holding it?" Wen Xi said aggrievedly: "You brought the clothes, and you obviously wanted to see them..."
"I just fulfilled your wish, and you bullied me."
The more Wen Xi talked, the more she felt that Yan Jue was unreasonable. She raised her foot with the temper of a child and deliberately kicked the inside of Yan Jue's left calf from time to time, as if she was taking revenge on the man for rubbing against his leg while eating, or as if she was urging Yan Jue to quickly let go of his other leg.
But Yan Jue remained unmoved. Wen Xi had no choice but to step viciously on Yan Jue's right thigh as he knelt on one knee.
The foot that was stepping on the man's black pants was very white, with a small and thin frame. The blue meridians where blood was flowing could be clearly seen through the thin skin. The man's leg was stepped hard on the toes, and the thin ankle could be grasped in one hand.
"I'm not bullying you. Although I don't want others to see you, it's your freedom to dress however you want."
Eyes met.
Wen Xi blushed and asked, "Then why don't you let me go."
Yan Jue raised his eyelids and stared at Wen Xi, his tone a little annoyed: "I'm regretting my wrong decision."
"?"
The man grabbed his foot that was stepping on his thigh, lifted it up and brought it close to his face. In front of Wen Xi's astonished gaze, Yan Jue tilted his head and bit the inside of his ankle.
"S——"
Wen Xi felt a sharp pain in her ankle and she gasped suddenly. Her whole body went limp as if she had been electrocuted. She supported herself on the bed with her palms, frowned and stared at her calf in disbelief. There was a bright red tooth mark where the man's thumb had held her calf.
Yan Jue didn't use much strength, but Wen Xi was so delicate and tender that if he used a little more strength, red lines would appear on her fair ankles.
"Does it hurt?"
Wen Xi was stunned, his mind was blank: "It doesn't hurt."
"That's fine." Yan Jue took a clean towel and wiped the skin clean, kissed it tenderly with his lips, and finally put on shoes for Wen Xi.
"Why did you bite me?"
Yan Jue pulled him up. Even with her high heels on, Wen Xi was still half a head shorter than the man, but her increased height allowed him to easily see into the man's deep eyes.
He was extremely possessive, but his tone was gentle and steady: "I don't feel safe."
"So you bit me?"
Yan was determined to hide Wenxi with greed, but he couldn't. He was tormented and itchy. The beast that couldn't control his possessiveness left a mark on Wenxi like a mark.
Yan Jue stared at Wen Xi intently.
Buy the ticket later.
"Give me a bite?"
Even though the wealthy and powerful man with a cold and handsome face has confirmed his relationship with Wen Xi, he is still worried and anxious. He politely restrains his evil thoughts and can only bite his teeth to find a sense of security like a wild dog circling his territory.
"Okay, okay, I'll let you bite it." Wen Xi's heart was beating fast. He didn't dare to think about how sincere the person in front of him was. He couldn't bear it and looked away: "Hurry up and change your clothes. They are waiting anxiously."
Wenxi's ears turned red and he ran away in panic.
The layered skirt swayed as she walked, but her ankles were not visible at all.
That's why Yan Jue bit him so confidently. Everyone else would know about it, but only the two of them knew the mark clearly.
Wen Xi looked at her own reflection in the floor-to-ceiling window of the living room, and her ankles and heart felt burning.
Being caught by Yan Jue again, Wen Xi was so ashamed and angry that she wanted to glare at him, but she turned her head away and just stood there in a daze.
The door was not closed, Yan Jue stood by the bed in the bedroom and took off his T-shirt directly. When he raised his hand, his upper body was slightly arched, and the muscles of his waist and abdomen were tight, without any fat. The cold white light in the cloakroom reflected on the smooth lines of the muscles. With every breath, the thin waist and abdomen were like a stubborn stone standing firm in the rough waves.
Wen Xi was caught off guard when he saw the man's abdominal muscles. He froze in place, feeling an inexplicable impulse in his heart.
The floor-to-ceiling mirror in the bedroom was strategically placed; Yan Jue could see Wen Xi standing at the door in the mirror by tilting his eyes. He slightly tilted his body and successfully made eye contact with Wen Xi through the wide-open door.
Yan Jue said: "You can touch it."
This was too generous. Wen Xi's breathing quickened and he asked, "Is this okay?"
"Your boyfriend is mine, you can do whatever you want. If you want, you can also leave me a mark." Yan Jue smiled and said patiently, "This is the exclusive right for my boyfriend to use."
The two people looked at each other, the man's eyes were deep, as if he could see into people's hearts.
Wen Xi found that as soon as Yan Jue threw the bait, he took the bait and was under his control.
Is it a good thing to touch someone's abdominal muscles when you just get together?
Wen Xi controlled himself at the critical moment and closed the door with a click.
That was a close call.
I almost fell into the trap.
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