Chapter 39: No Kissing, No Trampling
Chapter 39
Wen Xi felt that they were walking very fast, and before he could react, they had already arrived at the door of the room.
The light in the corridor was warm yellow, creating a low atmosphere. Yan Jue held his hand and opened the door with his eyelids drooping. In Wen Xi's sight, Yan Jue's cold and deep eyebrows slid down all the way, jumped on his high nose bridge, and finally fell on his thin lips.
This is a mouth that looks kissable, but is actually very scary.
Very hot and flexible, she would catch his tongue and suck it, and would grab his legs and kiss and bite them.
Terribly powerful.
Wen Xi can still recall her first kiss, that soul-trembling feeling.
Yan Jue led the person to the room, took off his suit jacket, found slippers for Wen Xi to change into, and then stood up. Wen Xi still looked thoughtful, her beautiful eyes rolling around, and finally fell on his mouth with a little fear.
Yan Jue only took one look and knew what terrible things were in this drunken little head.
He was a little eager to do something, but at the same time, he stared at his mouth with a bit of fear, which made him look pitiful. For a moment, Yan Jue doubted himself and wondered if it was because of his poor technique in kissing Wen Xi several times before, which left him with a psychological trauma.
There were only the two of them in the huge room, with waves crashing and curtains fluttering in the living room. No lights were on in the room, and in the moonlight, Wen Xi could see that Yan Jue's eyes were so dark that they seemed to have a whirlpool in them, and when it turned, his brain stopped thinking. So when Wen Xi came to his senses, he found himself being held by the waist and carried to the kitchen island.
The island counter was very cold, a little chilly to the butt. Wenxi felt much more awake after a shock.
He suspected that this was Yan Jue's trick of seeing through the fact that he was a little afraid of his mouth and getting angry and punishing him.
But it’s understandable that my boyfriend is a little angry. After all, he promised to kiss us when we get back to the room. He is not a good and honest person if he escapes at the last minute.
As soon as the door opened, Wen Xi took off the mask, leaving a small red mark on his face. The wig was also taken off, revealing the boy's naturally short black hair, but the hair on the top of his head had been pressed down for a long time, and now when he breathed in the fresh air, it stubbornly stood up.
Yan Jue held Wen Xi's waist to help him steady himself, then stared at Wen Xi's expression wantonly. The physiological blush caused by the alcohol had dissipated a lot, leaving only a hint of pink on his fair cheeks.
The moonlight shone through the floor-to-ceiling windows onto Wenxi's deep brown eyes, and those eyes stared at Yanjue shyly and intently, the small black mole on the tip of his nose rising and falling with his breathing.
It is more dazzling than a jewel necklace around her neck, like some deadly sea monster in ocean legend that would sneak onto ships. She is completely ignorant of the dangers of the human world and is deceived by bad humans. She imitates the mermaid legend circulating in the sea and clumsily puts on the princess's little dress.
Unable to speak, she danced in front of everyone with the first human she saw, and hid in a deserted corner before the magic wore off.
Wen Xi felt the thumb on her waist rubbed her hard twice, as if she couldn't control her instinctive desire to kiss.
He tilted his head back and whispered, "Can we not kiss?"
"Why don't you want to kiss?"
"Didn't you teach me how to kiss? Are you uncomfortable when I kiss you?"
Yan Jue untied the watch and placed it on the table. The watch made a crisp clicking sound when it touched the marble. He asked very directly.
Wen Xi's eyes flickered, not because he felt uncomfortable, but because he felt too comfortable.
Even a kiss without confirmation of the relationship made his soul tremble. He dared not imagine how Yan Jue, who had the identity of a boyfriend and could legally do bad things, would control his feelings. Yan Jue might really eat him.
Wen Xi was not a child and knew what would happen if he kissed too much, but it happened too soon and he was not ready to confess his secret to another person.
Wenxi drooped his eyelids and tilted his head in embarrassment. This time, Yan Jue did not hold Wenxi's waist, but held the island counter, supported himself in front of Wenxi, and hooked the boy's chin with his right hand. His movements were gentle and domineering, making Wenxi look directly at him.
"Now it's time for you to make up for it. You should listen to me about how to kiss me."
Yan Jue's abstinent and stern face did not change. He looked indifferent to Wen Xi's request. His voice was very low and deep, his eyelids slightly closed, and his eyes were terribly dark when he looked down at people: "Wen Xi, you promised to do something and don't do it. Are you going to be a little liar?"
Men always coax him and are rarely so aggressive.
Every word and every breath of Yan Jue now conveys a message.
[I not only want to kiss you, but also want to make you cry. ]
Wen Xi shuddered, and the slippers on his feet fell to the ground with a plop. His feet dangled in the air, and without a foothold, he had no sense of fullness. He glanced at Yan Jue standing in front of him in panic, and then an idea flashed in his mind, and he put his foot on the man's knee.
Between breaths, the aroma of wine, wood and sweet orange mixed and blended, and under the baking of two different breaths, it brewed the most mellow and intoxicating wine atmosphere. Wen Xi was completely immersed in it.
But Yan Jue tilted his leg, and Wen Xi missed his step. He looked up in a daze, but Yan Jue hooked his chin and lifted it up.
Yan Jue's voice was very cold: "No kiss, no step."
"ah."
Wen Xi couldn't believe what he heard and felt inexplicably aggrieved, but he didn't want to be a liar. His brain, paralyzed by alcohol, thought slowly, so he decided to tell Yan Jue half the truth.
He straightened up, put his hands on the man's cheeks, rubbed them timidly, and slowly placed his palms on Yan Jue's face.
"I... don't hate you, and I don't want to be a liar."
Yan Jue remained in the same position, Wen Xi's ears, nose, and eyes were all red, and his breathing was disordered. "I'm not uncomfortable, it's just that your kiss was too comfortable... I can't bear it."
Naive and trusting, she reveals her true innocence to the bad guys who have been coveting her for a long time.
Yan Jue's body stiffened, and the hand that was hooked under Wen Xi's chin was put back on Wen Xi's waist. The other party seemed to feel an invisible encouragement from it and relaxed a lot.
Wen Xi seemed to have mustered up a lot of courage and said, "Can you kiss me slowly, slowly?"
"Okay." Yan Jue's voice was very hoarse.
Their eyes met, Wen Xi raised his body and rubbed the corner of Yan Jue's lips gently. As he spoke, the aroma of sweet orange and tequila couldn't help but penetrate into his body.
The piglet that promised to be kissed instinctively fought for its rights.
"I kissed you at the banquet."
"Can I step on you now?"
His eyes were as clear as the moon in the sky, and what he said unconsciously was simply life-threatening.
Yan Jue held Wen Xi's ankles in a somewhat awkward manner, and took the initiative to put her feet on his knees. His thumbs stroked the deep and delicate waist hollows, and he lowered his head to kiss Wen Xi, unable to bear it any longer.
“Hmm—”
The slit hem of the fishtail skirt was flying around, and the high-end dark black suit pants were stepping on Wenxi's bony feet. Black and white were intertwined, and the burgundy hem of the skirt was shaking. Wenxi couldn't bear it and held on to Yanjue's shoulders. The more he struggled, the more ferocious Yanjue became.
"Slow down... Banquet Decision--"
Wen Xi's instep, which was pressed against his suit pants, was stretched helplessly.
Wen Xi finally took a breath after feeling so comfortable that he was about to die. He woke up for a moment with difficulty. He realized belatedly that Yan Jue had been pretending all along and he was the worst and most deceptive liar.
But the next moment, he was grabbed by the waist, pinched by the neck and kissed.
Wen Xi finally couldn't bear it anymore and burst into tears.
It is not easy to have a boyfriend with delicate skin and tender flesh.
The drunk Wen Xi kissed him so hard that he started crying. Yan Jue managed to control himself and kissed him gently to comfort him. But the drunkard started sobbing and asked him why he didn't kiss her so hard anymore. Did he dislike her because I was crying?
“…”
It doesn't work if it's too heavy or too light, and her feet won't stay still, kicking on her legs. The worst thing is that she will look up at him and show him her tongue, accusing him of "you're a liar, I don't want to kiss you anymore", and when she's cursing, she'll put her hands around his waist to comfort him.
But Wenxi was indeed badly bullied, and the tip of his tongue was even broken by the kisses he couldn't control.
When Wenxi wakes up tomorrow, I wonder if he will have any psychological trauma. Yanjue regrets a little that he was too harsh on her, but now her boyfriend is dizzy and like a robot that has been disconnected.
So Yan Jue could only coax her into taking it obediently, found some ice cubes for her to hold in her mouth to relieve the pain, and also found some anti-inflammatory and hangover medicine, and coaxed her into taking them.
The medicine on the Hedonie did not take effect quickly. It took more than ten minutes for Wen Xi to regain consciousness from the overwhelming feeling of despair and pleasure.
Eyes met.
Yan Jue picked him up and carried him to the locker room, saying seriously as he walked, "You are drunk. You are a pig with blackouts. You won't remember anything that happened tonight the next day."
Yan Jue is really abominable. He is talking nonsense with such a shameless face.
Wen Xi wiped her tears, clenched her fists, opened her mouth and bit Yan Jue's neck.
It was said that the kiss was gentle, but in fact, she bit her tongue. On the first day they were together, she kissed her boyfriend so hard that he cried and was out of breath. Yan Jue decided to let Wen Xi bite and rub his neck like a raging calf to vent her anger.
Yan Jue held the person in his arms, took out a set of pajamas from the cloakroom, rubbed the back of Wen Xi's neck soothingly, and then put the person on the bed.
Wen Xi looked down and saw a set of cream-colored pajamas that fit him perfectly. He flipped over the size and found it was, as expected, size 175/L.
Wen Xi held her pajamas and stared at him with a gloomy look in her eyes: "...boyfriend, do you also wear clothes that are 175cm tall?"
Yan Jue answered the question irrelevantly: "Should I change it for you? Or do you change it yourself?"
"The third option is that I go back to my room."
"No." Yan Jue placed his dry and warm palm on the teeth mark on Wen Xi's ankle. Wen Xi's redness and swelling healed quickly. The area was no longer red and swollen, but there was still an obvious teeth mark.
"Why?" Wen Xi shook his feet and muttered, "You are so domineering."
"First of all, you've been drinking. The ship is not your home. There are so many people here, and I'm worried. Although there are only two people in your room, I'm also worried about your roommate."
"Second, my personal desire is that I don't want you to leave."
Yan Jue's hair had long been ruffled, and was half hanging down, covering his aggressive and cold eyebrows. His eyes were deep and black, with a faint smile at the corners of his eyes.
"Then I must go back?"
"Then I'll take you back to your room, but can you try harder to dream about me when you go to sleep at night?"
Wen Xi turned away embarrassedly. After all, the last time she dreamed about Yan Jue, it was an erotic dream...
Yan Jue half-knelt in front of him, his hands tightly clasped, as if he had transformed himself into an indestructible chain. He said that he would retreat in order to advance, but in fact he did not leave Wen Xi any way out.
Couples in the passionate stage of love all want to be together. For homosexuals, there is no excuse to refuse sleeping in the same bed.
Wen Xi knew that he had no way to retreat, but he didn't want to be easily controlled by Yan Jue.
This is everyone’s first time falling in love, and now they’re being controlled, they’ll definitely be more arrogant in the future!
Wen Xi hugged her pajamas, her eyes rolled slowly, and she decided in her heart that she would use some very strong methods on Yan Jue, while she spoke obediently some classic soft-hearted sentences.
"Oh well."
"Since my boyfriend is so insecure, I'll stay with you."
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