Chapter 58 Banquet for Male Model
Chapter 58
Wen Xi was stunned, her crying subsided, she sniffed, and looked at Yan Jue without blinking: "Do you really think so? Are you just trying to coax me? Or is it from the bottom of your heart?"
When he looked at people, his handsome face was revealed, his nose and eye sockets were red, and his deep brown eyes became lighter in color due to the sunlight coming through the window, and were dipped in the color of glass water, making him lovable. However, he was different from a timid person, as he kept his back straight even when his grievances were not understood.
Yan Jue touched the small mole on Wen Xi's nose, loosened his grip a little, held Wen Xi's hand against his chest, and said, "I'm not lying to you. This is the truth from my heart."
The heart under his hand was beating vigorously. Wen Xi sniffed and lowered his head to wipe his cheek.
"I believe you."
Someone rubbed his head, and he heard Yan Jue snort and say "Don't lie to pigs", and his sour and swollen heart was touched. Wen Xi glared at Yan Jue without any deterrent effect, and tilted his head to rest on Yan Jue's chest.
"You should be more professional when you are trying to please someone, and not call your boyfriend a pig halfway through."
"Then what should I do?" Yan Jue lowered his head: "Teacher Wenxi will teach me before Ranran finishes the get out of class."
Wenxi: "I don't know how to do that either."
"If you can't, then I can only call you a pig."
"Okay then. Actually, just hug me." Wenxi held Yanjue's wrist, pulled his hand to put on his waist, then slowly hugged Yanjue and hummed, "Comforting Wenxi is a very simple thing."
The ending tone has a hint of crying that has not yet subsided, but it is joyful and proud.
Wen Xi tilted his head back and bumped it against Yan Jue's chest again and again, like a naughty and undisciplined little fish, flapping its tail out of pampered pride, causing water to splash onto the stubborn stone, effortlessly melting the hard surface and gathering into a pool of water where the little fish could roam without restraint.
Comforting Wenxi is a simple little thing, but accompanying Wenxi is a difficult and big thing.
Yan Jue lowered his eyes and saw Wen Xi's quiet profile. He lowered his head and rested his chin on Wen Xi's fluffy head. A fresh and warm orange scent playfully swept across his mouth and nose along with his hair.
The person in my arms smells sweet. Although she is thin, she is as soft as water when I hold her.
Yan Jue tightened his arms and said in a straightforward tone: "I am a slow learner, Teacher Wen, I would like to ask to be held a little longer."
"Ah?" Wen Xi didn't know what Yan Jue was thinking. She was stunned for a moment, blinked, and said in a very good manner: "Okay, then hold me for a while longer."
Hugging is normal, and Wenxi needs it now. But considering that he is in kindergarten now, it would not be good if the teachers and students saw it.
Wen Xi buried her head in Yan Jue's chest and emphasized in a muffled voice: "Then you should learn faster. It can't take too long, otherwise it will be bad if the children see you."
This sounds subtle and strange.
Yan Jue looked up at the clock on the wall. It was still ten minutes before Wen Ran finished her get out of class. He paused and said, "Then just hold her for five...seven minutes."
Wenxi: “Okay.”
*
Ten minutes later.
Wen Ran was led by the teacher to the parents' waiting room.
Wen Xi, who had just been released, saw Wen Ran jogging towards him. He was stunned for a moment, subconsciously turned back to check the time, and then met Shang Yanjue's unnatural expression.
Before Wen Xi could say anything, Wen Ran suddenly hugged him and said cheerfully, "Brother, brother! I miss you so much!"
Wen Xi's thoughts were interrupted, and he squatted down and hugged Wen Ran: "Brother misses you too."
Wen Ran looked up and saw Yan Jue behind Wen Xi. Her coquettish expression paused and she asked, "Brother, who are you?"
Wen Xi hugged Wen Ran and looked back at Yan Jue. The man's coldness and indifference dissipated a little. He half-knelt down, stretched out his hand to Wen Ran, and said in a gentle tone: "I am Yan Jue, you can call me brother."
Wen Ran looked at the strange man in front of her, followed suit and stretched out her hand, shaking Yan Jue's hand generously, and introduced herself with a smile: "Hello, brother, I'm Wen Ran."
"Hello."
After Wen Ran introduced herself, she let go of her hand, turned around and hugged Wen Xi's neck, leaned close to his ear and whispered, "Is Brother Yan Jue the brother of Brother Su? They both have the last name Yan."
Wen Ran only knows two people with the surname Yan, so it is normal for her to think this way.
Wen Xi explained: "He is Yan and Su's uncle."
"Ah?" Wen Ran was puzzled: "If he is Brother Su's uncle, shouldn't I call him uncle too? Brother should also call him uncle."
Wen Xi didn't expect Wen Ran to think so quickly. He was stunned when he heard his question. If counting from Yan Jue's side, Yan and Su had to call Wen Ran aunt.
"Forehead……"
Wen Xi didn't know how to explain this confusing relationship. He looked at Yan Jue, and some things happened to him in the past when he deliberately called Yan Jue "uncle" when flirting with him.
The man's eyes were somewhat teasing, and he obviously remembered it. Wen Xi coughed to cover up his embarrassment and said with red ears: "Just call him brother."
Wen Ran looked at Yan Jue and said "hmm" hesitantly.
The child's attention span was very fast, so Wen Ran turned around and said, "Then did you guys see that I was performing? I am Juliet."
The little girl looked very confident. Wen Xi held her and spun her around, then sat down. "Of course I saw it. I even took a video. Ranran is great. I'll give you a rocket model as a reward."
There were small cakes and a paper bag on the table. Wen Xi took out the prepared rocket model from the bag. Wen Ran exclaimed when she saw it: "It's Cupid C."
Wen Ran excitedly jumped off Wen Xi's legs, her eyes sparkling with joy, and turned around and said, "Thank you, brother!"
She touched the exquisite rocket model carefully, as if she was a little afraid to touch it. She turned around and took Wen Xi's hand, and asked in a low voice: "It's so beautiful, is it very expensive? It must have been very hard for my brother to buy this for me."
Wen Xi felt a pang of pain when he saw Wen Ran's sensible appearance. He smiled and said, "It's not hard."
Wen Ran's young face showed a skeptical expression, and she said, "Brother, you didn't lie to me, did you? Although I like these models very much, I can grow up and earn money to buy them myself. I don't want you to work so hard, brother."
"Really," Yan Jue spoke before Wen Xi, and handed the phone to Wen Ran, which played a video of Wen Xi's team being awarded trophies and medals. He said calmly, "Your brother is amazing, a rare genius. This is a video of him winning the world championship abroad. So it's easy to buy a model."
Wen Xi looked at the video playing on the screen, raised his head in a daze, and met Yan Jue's calm black eyes. The man smiled at him and unexpectedly took out the gold medal that was not in his plan from his pocket.
"Come and share the joy with Ran Ran. This is the first thing your brother will do when he returns to China." Yan Jue half-knelt in front of Wen Ran, looking at the innocent face of the little girl that was very similar to Wen Xi, and asked, "Do you want to try it on?"
Yan Jue put it on Wen Ran. It was a small piece in the hands of an adult man, but it was very big and heavy in the hands of a child.
Wen Ran held the heavy golden medal in her hands, her hands shaking with excitement. She moved more cautiously than when touching a rocket model, for she was afraid that this hard-earned metal medal was a fragile item that would break at the slightest touch.
"Brother," Wen Ran cried a little. When she turned around, Wen Xi saw that her eyes and nose were red with excitement. She praised him more proudly than ever before: "You are so awesome."
"I want to tell the other kids in Guoguo's class that my brother is a world champion! He's the most awesome brother in the world! They will definitely envy me."
The pure admiration from his family and the pride that came from his heart suddenly hit Wenxi.
Wenxi: "Are you so happy?"
Wen Ran nodded heavily.
"Then brother must work harder in the future and be a role model for Ranran."
Wen Ran held the rocket model and said seriously, "Ran Ran will grow up quickly, get many firsts, and make my brother proud of me."
Wen Xi's heart ached and his throat rolled violently. He looked at Wen Ran's innocent face, and countless images flashed through his mind. He pinched his fingertips tightly, took a breath calmly, smiled, stretched out his little finger, and said in a relaxed tone: "Okay, brother is waiting for Ran Ran to build a big rocket."
The brother and sister made promises to each other and hooked their fingers together as an agreement.
Yan Jue looked at Wen Xi's unnatural expression, took out a small cake, put his phone in place, diverted Wen Ran's attention, and said, "Ran Ran, eat the small cake and watch your brother's game."
Wen Xi rubbed Wen Ran's head and said, "Look."
Wen Ran responded obediently: "Okay."
The little girl hugged the gold medal tightly, ate a small cake, and watched Wen Xi's competition video attentively. She couldn't understand it very well considering her age, but this did not hinder her concentration.
After settling Wen Ran, Wen Xi looked at Yan Jue, stood up and walked two steps away, took a breath, and asked in a low voice: "Why did you bring it here?"
"Because of my brother's honor, I want to be a witness to it."
"But..." Wen Xi felt guilty and lowered her eyes, "I didn't even think about this. I even forgot to tell my family about the award."
Yan Jue touched the corners of Wen Xi's eyes, which were slightly red again. When Wen Ran was facing away and couldn't see him, he bent down and hugged Wen Xi briefly. He stood up and looked at Wen Xi with his eyes downcast, and spoke in a low voice: "It's okay, I remember it."
Wen Xi looked at him quietly and sniffed.
Yan Jue touched the back of Wen Xi's hand and asked, "Are you feeling better?"
"Um."
Yan Jue smiled and said, "Teacher Wen has improved so quickly, so my hug was very short this time."
Wen Xi looked back at Wen Xi who was still watching the video, and tiptoed to kiss Yan Jue's chin. Her movements were quick and her tone was sincere: "That's because I've figured it out. It's normal for family members to tell family members good news."
"Thank you, Yan Jue."
Yan Jue looked at him, the curve of his mouth slowly flattened, and five seconds before the end of the video, he lowered his head to touch Wen Xi's forehead and said, "I'm honored."
The brother and sister usually celebrate after not seeing each other for a long time by cooking their own meals in the shared cafeteria of the nursery. Today is destined to be different because Yanjue is also joining in.
There are the relatives who share the same blood with Wen Xi and whom he has tried his best to protect, and there is also the family that he chose for himself as he stumbled around in society alone and went through many hardships.
In the past, sometimes brothers and sisters would have dinner together, and sometimes roommates would get together, but today, perhaps in a sense, it was a complete family dinner.
To Wen Xi's surprise, as a young master from a powerful family, Yan Jue's cooking skills were extraordinarily superb, even to the level of a star chef.
"Your cooking is so delicious." Wen Xi asked curiously, "According to the script, you shouldn't be able to cook."
Yan Jue was surprised by this statement: "Does a gentleman stay away from the kitchen?"
"To be precise, it's the young master of a wealthy family who's in the kitchen." Wen Xi corrected him, "Gifted?"
"It's actually practice that makes perfect. I learned this from studying abroad for many years."
Being reminded, Wen Xi suddenly remembered that Yan Jue was a student studying for a master's and doctorate degree in Germany, and asked curiously: "It's written in novels that young masters studying abroad have aunties who cook for them. Don't you have any?"
Yan Jue said: "It is true that this is the case, but I don't like other people coming to my house, so I didn't hire anyone."
"How about cleaning?"
“It’s me too.”
"Wow."
Wen Xi sighed sincerely that Yan Jue was the most hands-on and self-reliant rich second generation he knew.
Wen Ran also has martial arts classes in the afternoon. Learning boxing requires a lot of energy, so she has to take a nap at noon. After lunch, Wen Xi sent Wen Ran back to her own cabin.
It is said that nurseries are expensive, but every child has his or her own little room. Although it is not big, having a little room that belongs only to him or her can help cultivate a child's sense of boundaries and self-esteem.
The room is decorated in an elegant white color and was decorated by Wen Ran herself to look like a space base. The closets are filled with various aerospace models and souvenirs collected from various research and study bases. There is also a soft plush doll belonging to the little girl on the bed.
Wen Xi coaxed her to sleep in a gentle voice, covered her with a quilt, and left his sister's room. Yan Jue was standing in the corridor waiting for him.
Although the door was well soundproofed, Yan Jue still lowered his voice and held Wen Xi's hand: "Ran Ran fell asleep?"
Wenxi held Yanjue's hand and nodded. The two walked downstairs quietly until they reached the flower bed near the nursery parking lot. Wenxi suddenly stopped and asked hesitantly, "Do you mind if I didn't tell her about our relationship?"
"RanRan already knows."
Wen Xi was stunned. He subconsciously looked back at Wen Ran's dormitory building. When he realized that the child was not behind him, he turned back and stared at Yan Jue: "Huh? How did you know?"
"Wen Ran told me." Yan Jue took out the medal from his pocket again, "While you were cooking, Ran Ran held my hand and returned the medal to me."
"She asked me if I was your boyfriend. I was actually a little surprised, so I asked her how she knew that." Yan Jue stared at Wen Xi without blinking. The brother and sister's eyes were very similar. He said, "Ran Ran said, look at you."
Wen Xi was stunned: "Look at me"
Yan Jue continued to explain: "She said that you always look at me, and when you look at me, your eyes are curved and you smile. This is different from when other brothers came before."
Yan Jue raised his hand and gently touched Wen Xi's eyelids, and commented calmly: "Wen Xi's eyes can speak."
It is said that love will overflow from the eyes, but he never thought that one day he would experience the embarrassment of being seen through at the first glance.
Wen Xi didn't expect that it was his own eyes that betrayed him. Thinking of how he maintained a close but not intimate relationship with Wen Ran, his ears turned red, and he felt a little embarrassed. He stumbled and said, "Why is this the case... Why didn't you tell me earlier..."
"I did it on purpose," Yan Jue confessed his evil thoughts calmly, "By not telling you, I can feel your unbridled love for me."
"ah--"
Wen Xi blushed, not knowing how to refute Yan Jue's confident words, and stumbled to change the subject, "Then... did Ran Ran tell you anything else?"
"She said that her brother always brought gifts before and was very happy when he saw her, but he could feel that you were very tired and upset. But today, Ranran felt that you were different. She thought it was because of the relationship."
"Ran Ran said that you always pretend to be an adult and hope that I, a real adult, can protect you from the wind and rain just like you protected her."
"In exchange, she gave me the medal and asked me to stay with you forever."
"I agree."
The vision in front of him became blurry. Wen Xi opened his mouth, but his voice was stuck in his throat. His chest rose and fell violently. The air trapped in his chest broke through the shackles, and his voice became tight and hoarse: "Wen Ran loves me very much."
"Wenxi, your love is not one-sided. Your love is rewarded."
"Wen Ran has been well taken care of by you, and she is also trying to love you in every way she can think of."
There is no extra sensationalism, just a calm and steady statement of objective facts.
A suspense that has been weighing on my mind for a long time finally has an answer - among blood relatives, besides exploitation, there can also be pure love.
The hot tears that filled my eyes rolled down again.
Yan Jue bent down, rested his chin on Wen Xi's shoulder, and hugged him firmly.
It was a long and patient hug.
It took so long that Wen Xi's mood returned to normal, but Yan Jue showed no sign of relaxing.
Wen Xi raised his eyes and saw the white clouds floating in the sky, the birds flying by, and the scorching sun.
He released the feast decision: "I am very calm now, and I only want to hope for one thing."
Wen Xi spoke very frankly, confessing his evil thoughts: "I hope Wen Guoqing will die now, as if only when he dies can we live a truly peaceful life."
"I have assigned bodyguards to protect Ranran 24 hours a day, and the same goes for you. There will be no kidnapping."
"As for Wen Guoqing, his wife's family is relatively wealthy, they own a small conglomerate, but she has a bad temper. Her last husband, Oliver's father, was thrown into a nursing home because of his infidelity. In the end, he couldn't bear the torture and committed suicide."
"Wen Guoqing met her while working in a restaurant. He kept her as his mistress for a year, pretending to be very good. He rescued her from the shadow of her love affair before marrying her. Wen Guoqing may have regarded himself as the savior of this woman and got carried away. But now that his mistress and embezzlement of public funds have been exposed to his wife, he must be very worried."
Yan Jue lowered his eyes and looked at Wen Xi, his tone cold: "It's too easy for such a bastard to die so easily. Let his wife torture him for a while first."
"Let's go meet Master's wife now and explain the details of the case in person. Let's deal with the domestic loan shark company first."
Wen Xi couldn't imagine that Wen Guoqing's wife was so powerful. After thinking about it, he felt that what Yan Jue said made sense.
For a man like Wen Guoqing, being sentenced to prison would not pardon his sins at all, so he nodded and said, "Okay."
*
Chi Yunfan is a well-known figure in the domestic legal circle and an undefeated super lawyer whose hourly consultation fee is as high as 80,000 RMB.
In recent years, he has not taken many cases due to health reasons, so Yan Jue used personal connections to ask the other party to come out of retirement. Chi Yunfan was reluctant at first, but after briefly learning about the situation where Wen Xi, a minor, was threatened and extorted for three million yuan, he chose to take over Wen Xi's case.
Wen Xi compared each piece of evidence in Chi Yunfan's office and recounted his past in detail. He stayed in Chi Yunfan's office for three hours, and the two sides discussed all the details.
Lawyer Chi knew the relationship between Wenxi and Yanjue, and kindly assured Wenxi not to worry, she would make the bad guys pay the price.
Although he really wanted to have dinner together, Chi Yunfan was too busy. It was not easy for him to squeeze out an afternoon to deal with the Wenxi case personally, so he declined Yanjue's dinner invitation.
After talking with the lawyer, Wen Xi did not feel as heavy as he had expected. Instead, he felt relieved because the bad guys were about to be punished and the huge stone that was weighing on his heart was finally removed.
When the two left the law firm, the sky was dark and it was raining heavily.
Wen Xi rested his chin on Yan Jue's shoulder, looking out the window at the sky that was rapidly darkening, and the rain that seemed to pour out of a hole in the sky, and sighed with a bit of palpitation: "It's raining so heavily."
The driver in the front seat said, "Sir, the road to school is flooded and we can't get through."
"Flooded?"
"Yes, this rainstorm is the heaviest in ten years. It has been raining for three hours. The university town is submerged and all the roads are flooded."
"What about the rental house?"
The driver looked at the two people in an intimate posture in the rearview mirror and said calmly: "It's flooded too."
"Now the only option is to go back to Yuebai Manor. If we wait another half an hour, there will be a traffic jam."
"Yuebai Manor?" Wenxi looked at Yanjue, "Is this your residence?"
Yan Jue nodded: "Yes."
In fact, Wen Xi also had his ID card with him and there was a hotel nearby, but he didn’t want to be separated from Yan Jue now.
"Can I stay at your house for a night?"
The driver silently observed the boss's expression through the rearview mirror. He saw Yan Jue's throat rolling, pinching Master Wen's knuckles, and said calmly, "Okay."
Wen Xi's eyebrows curved, and she nodded to the driver: "Then let's go to Yuebai Manor."
The driver nodded and started the car immediately.
*
Half an hour later, the Rolls-Royce drove into the most expensive manor area in City A in the rain. There were only 20 households here, and each one was a small manor. This was not the old house of the Yan family, but a private residence of Yan Jue himself, where he did not live often. The pearl that Wen Xi met was in another large flat in the city center.
When the two returned home, the aunt who had received the news in advance had almost prepared dinner. The aunt was an elder in the Yan family and treated Yan Jue as a relative. When she saw Wen Xi, she smiled and asked about his well-being. Knowing that Wen Xi was going to stay overnight, she smiled and left the main building after cooking and went to the auxiliary building in the backyard.
It was only eight o'clock in the evening after dinner, it was too early to go to bed now, and they would definitely sleep in the same bed.
They were so close to each other, and with the storm outside and the subtle feeling that they were the only two people in the world, it was hard for something to happen between two people in the passionate love period.
Wen Xi is not ready to confess his bisexuality, and is also worried about how both of them would react if something went wrong and Yan Jue discovered something unusual about his body.
Perhaps it was because Wen Xi's nervousness was too obvious, and Yan Jue could clearly sense the restless thoughts in his mind.
Yan Jue touched his face and told Wen Xi to take a shower, change into pajamas, and then watch a movie in the home theater before going to bed. He also specifically emphasized that he just wanted to sleep.
When Wen Xi was discovered to be thinking about bad things, he ran away with a red face.
There was a professional butler in the manor. When Wen Xi walked into the room, he saw the prepared spare underwear and pajamas. The sizes were so suitable that Wen Xi felt that Yan Jue knew every inch of his body better than he did.
Wen Xi left the room and it was quiet outside.
It was unrealistic to search every room in the three-story villa. Wen Xi didn't really want to shout Yan Jue's name, so he went back to his room, found his cell phone and prepared to call Yan Jue.
He picked up the phone and found that Yan Jue had left him a message.
[Y.]: The cinema is on the third floor.
[Y.]: Pick a movie you like and wait for me.
The master bedroom is on the second floor. When Wen Xi was going up the stairs, he saw the light on in the kitchen downstairs. He thought Yan Jue was probably preparing a fruit plate or something, so he went to the home theater without thinking much.
The room has a giant projection screen that looks expensive, a soft sofa and a coffee table.
It is called a home theater, but in fact it is more luxurious than the most expensive theater equipment in the country. Wen Xi was once again shocked by the life of the rich.
He found a romance movie that he had wanted to watch for a long time, studied the projector for a while, and prepared it for screening. Then he curled up on the soft sofa and chatted with Ming Yao, waiting for Yan Jue to come up.
After talking about this and that for a long time, footsteps were finally heard outside the corridor.
Wen Xi turned around and saw Yan Jue coming in pushing a small cart.
Yan Jue also changed into pajamas.
The room was dimly lit, and the black hair hanging in front of his forehead weakened the aggressiveness of Yan Jue's eyes and brows, making him look like a vicious beast that had restrained its edge and disguised itself as a docile domestic dog.
The pajamas were very unusual, a white top and pure black pants. When the man bent down to put bottles of drinks on the table, Wen Xi felt in a trance that Yan Jue was the male model he ordered.
In fact, Yan Jue did the same. He poured the red wine, pinched the glass handle of the goblet with his slender, bony fingers, and fed it to Wen Xi's lips.
Wen Xi had no power to resist and followed Yan Jue's force, tilting his head back and taking a big sip.
Yan Jue was surprised by his heroic actions, "Why did you drink so much?"
The wine wet Wen Xi's soft lips, and he whispered, "How strange, you look like the male model I ordered..."
Yan Jue put the wine glass on the table, lowered his head and kissed Wen Xi on the mouth, humming and laughing: "Then treat me as a male model, Boss Wen"
Wen Xi looked at the man's sexy eyes and eyebrows. He had just taken a sip of wine but he immediately felt the alcohol taking over and his mouth was dry. He had no resistance at all and pecked Yan Jue's Adam's apple.
"Boss Wen will open a champagne tower for you."
Yan Jue was amused by his extravagant appearance, pinched his earlobe, and played along with the script: "The boss is extravagant."
They didn't watch much of the movie. Outside there was the heaviest rainstorm in ten years, with thunder and lightning. They were the only two people snuggling together in the huge villa.
Boss Wenxi was so dizzy from the kiss of Yan Jue, the male model he ordered, that he was unknowingly carried from the sofa to Yan Jue's lap.
It was not until Wen Xi felt something poked him that he came to his senses and realized how affectionate he and Yan Jue were. His face suddenly turned red.
"You...let's not kiss anymore..."
"The movie is almost over, let's go watch a movie..."
Wen Xi stumbled nervously and wanted to sit back on the sofa, but was stopped by Yan Jue.
"Don't worry about it," the man said calmly, with a hint of disdain in his eyes as he lowered his eyes, as if this thing was not his. "Drink some water and calm down for a while."
Would you like some water?
It sounds very familiar, and considering its severity, it doesn't seem like a very effective method.
It is very common for normal couples to relieve their desires, but he became shy, and Yanjue was particularly respectful to him from beginning to end.
Wen Xi felt a little guilty. He thought that since they had decided to stay together in the future, desire was inevitable.
And after he confesses that he is bisexual, he will definitely make love. Now he should seize the opportunity to undergo desensitization training and become thicker-skinned so that he won't be embarrassed and ashamed and want to run away when he confesses.
Wen Xi half-knelt in Yan Jue's arms, and stretched his hand down eagerly. When he was about to touch her, the hand that was trying to do evil was grabbed by someone.
"do what?"
The wrist bones of Wenxi that Yan Jue held were sore and red. The rough treatment not only did not extinguish Wenxi's thoughts, but instead caused an unbearable itching in his tailbone amid the pain.
"Let me help you."
"No need." Yan Jue frowned and said gently, "You don't have to do this, just leave it alone."
The more Yan Jue said this, the more the morbid desire in the secret corner of Wen Xi's heart to control a man's life, death and joy from all angles was magnified tens of millions of times under the influence of alcohol.
Wen Xi couldn't help but look up, his narrow eyes that looked like a deer or a fox were twinkling with a sly light, and the corners of his eyes were red: "But... you will feel very uncomfortable."
"Don't do that. It'll scare you."
Yan Jue's voice was hoarse and low, and his excessive restraint and forbearance made his voice sound like the calm before the storm.
“It’s not pretty.”
Although he was not ready to confess his bisexuality, Wen Xi could not help but kiss Yan Jue's Adam's apple. His soft lips rubbed against it without any rules. His nose accidentally hit the fragile artery, causing Yan Jue's larynx to roll violently.
"It's okay, brother."
Wen Xi suddenly opened his mouth and called out to the sexy little mole that he had been thinking about for a long time, and the sweet and mellow smell of wine exhaled from his wet lips.
"I'm not afraid of violence..."
The wet and hot touch suddenly spread from his fragile throat to Yan Yu's mouth, and he subconsciously tilted his head back.
This backward movement seemed to encourage Wen Xi. He bit the small mole as if he was hunting an animal, strangling the beast's most fatal point. Yan Jue's breathing suddenly became heavy, and the hand holding Wen Xi's ankle instinctively exerted force, perhaps too much force, Wen Xi felt pain, and instinctively used his teeth to force, leaving a deep red tooth mark on Yan Jue's throat.
"Wenwen..."
Yan Jue tried hard to control his reason, stretched out his hand to pinch the back of Wen Xi's neck, used his knuckles to force Wen Xi to look up, and spoke as if speaking from his throat: "Do you know what you are doing?"
Wen Xi's eyelids trembled, and he stammered, "I know."
Yan Jue remained in the same position, tightly grasping Wen Xi's wrist, and said slowly: "Are you ready?"
Wen Xi's mind was a little slow, his mouth was dry, his eyelids drooped, and he said, "I'm not ready yet—"
Yan Jue used some force in his hands, but the next second, Wen Xi suddenly looked up, and his slightly cold lips touched his Adam's apple again. This time he no longer bit it, but used his lips and tongue to soothe his masterpiece.
"I still need some time to prepare, but not too long."
"Yan Jue, I won't ignore you."
Wen Xi's soft, hot tongue licked Yan Jue's stinging wound, and her breath wrapped in the smell of alcohol sprinkled on the sensitive skin of the man's neck: "You... are very fierce, and I am a little... scared. But I want to make you happy."
"This is my responsibility as your boyfriend."
Yan Jue took a deep breath, and Wen Xi felt the hand around his waist suddenly lose its strength. He didn't have to use much effort to break free from his tightly grasped wrist.
Yan Jue had a blank expression on his face at this moment, his eyes were dark and bottomless. As they looked at each other, Wen Xi felt like he was being scrutinized. His meanness and his dark intention to control Yan Jue's pleasure were all seen through the man.
Yan Jue let down all his guard, lowered his eyelids, and suddenly laughed in a low, deep voice.
"Baby."
“How happy can you make me?”
Hoarse voice like a bomb exploding in my ears
Wen Xi suddenly realized what he was going to do next. The feeling of shame came slowly but with such force that it engulfed Wen Xi like a tidal wave.
But once the arrow is shot, there is no turning back. Wen Xi whimpered and buried her head in Yan Jue's neck, but her hands moved forward bravely, determined to complete the task she had just accomplished.
Yan Jue's body tensed up for a moment, and he gasped as if he couldn't bear it.
Wen Xi felt that he was the master of fate at this moment, and life and death all depended on his thoughts.
The dry heart nourished by love became more and more lively, and Wen Xi slowly exerted force on the palm of his hand that controlled the evil thoughts and greed.
Yan Jue groaned, took a breath, leaned his head back and fell on the sofa, rubbing his fingers hanging at his sides, trying to find a cigarette, to smoke one, to relieve the restlessness that was difficult to express.
When his hand touched nothing, Yan Jue then remembered that he had thrown away all the cigarettes in his house after returning home.
Should have thrown it away later.
"Banquet decision..."
Yan Jue lowered his eyes. The ferocious Wen Xi was now lying on his chest, his nervous breath on his chest. He was trembling as well, with his furry head buried tightly, not showing any expression at all. Only the back of his neck was exposed under Yan Jue's eyelids.
Ugly, huge, and burning.
Wen Xi was still frightened, even stunned, and unconsciously asked him for help.
His knuckles were crackling as Yan Jue gripped his fist. His lust was insatiable. At this moment, Yan Jue was as irritable as a caged beast. The burning restlessness in his chest could not be relieved. He frowned, his eyes fixed on the half-empty glass of red wine on the table.
While watching the movie just now, Wen Xi, who had a low alcohol tolerance, drank two glasses without realizing it. By the time Yan Jue noticed it, it was already too late.
He now felt a little regretful for bringing the wine up. It was simply torture to himself, even though the drunk Wen Xi kept saying "I want to give you pleasure".
"Husband..." Wen Xi realized that calling him by his name was useless, so she changed to a name that would make Yan Jue more excited.
Yan Jue's eyes suddenly darkened, he squeezed the back of his hands hard until his knuckles turned white. After three seconds, he stood up uncontrollably and picked up the glass of red wine.
The next moment, red wine was poured onto the only porcelain white neck in sight.
Controlling other people's senses is an extremely difficult task. Wen Xi felt shy and embarrassed, and devoted his whole body and soul to it. He didn't look directly at Yan Jue, but suddenly he leaned back, and the next second, unfinished wine was poured on his neck.
The water was icy cold, his skin was tense and hot, and the sudden conflict of senses made Wenxi shiver.
Wen Xi subconsciously tilted her head back, her thin back tensed, forming a beautiful and fragile curve. The bright red wine soaked her pajamas, dampened the pure white fabric, and eroded her weak rationality. The wine slid down her smooth waistline, and finally flowed to her inadvertently exposed waist. The rosy red wine blossomed the most gorgeous and intoxicating flower of desire on her fair skin.
The scene before him violently stimulated Yan Jue's reason, his eyes became deep and his pupils contracted.
Wen Xi instinctively raised his head to look for Yan Jue, but was met directly by a pair of deep eyes, long and narrow, black, with cold and sharp eyebrows, but greed and desire in his eyes, like a wolf or a tiger, full of oppression.
Wen Xi's mind buzzed, his lips trembled, and he realized belatedly that the hunter and the prey had switched roles. The last line of his voice was filled with helpless tears: "Yan Jue... I don't want to play anymore..."
Wen Xi let go completely, and tried to climb out using his hands and feet, but just as his fingers grasped the back of the sofa, someone grabbed his wrist tightly and forced him back. The burning palm of his hand made Wen Xi lose strength in an instant, and his hands and feet became limp uncontrollably, and he fell back into Yan Jue's arms.
Someone grabbed his neck fiercely and forced him to look at each other. Wenxi was the prey that failed to escape and was caught by the ferocious beast and brought back to its lair.
"You can't run."
"I'm...scared..." Wen Xi stammered.
Yan Jue kissed Wen Xi's eyes naturally and said in a low voice: "What are you afraid of, Wen Wen?"
A feeling of oppression surrounded Wen Xi. As long as he struggled to move his legs, the fingers pressing on his lower back would become more powerful, crushing his reason and the alcohol together.
"I don't know..." Excessive tension and threats, coupled with the effects of alcohol, made Wen Xi confused and helpless. Hot tears fell on her hands and mixed together, "Help me..."
"I'm scared, kiss me--" Wen Xi tilted her head back like a lost animal, kissing and licking the man's lips to find a sense of security.
"Yan Jue...Kiss me...I want you to kiss me..."
Seeking comfort from the perpetrator, an instinctive attachment.
Yan Jue stared at the teardrop that was about to fall in the corner of Wen Xi's eye with his eyelids drooped. The two breathings in the room became heavier and more rapid. The tears rubbed against the corner of his eyes, and the salty taste exploded on the tip of his tongue.
This was like Pandora's key. The tense rationality finally exploded and the suppressed desire burst out.
Yan Jue tightened his grip on Wen Xi's neck, pulled her up forcefully, then tilted his head and opened his mouth, fiercely biting the fair neck that he had been thinking about.
The movement was hasty and unexpected, and the back of my neck suddenly felt painful.
Wen Xi's eyes widened, and he wanted to scream in pain but no sound came out. He stared at the ceiling dizzily, and his throat made short, broken sounds.
The lips and tongue licking the bite mark were burning, the smell of alcohol was overwhelming, and all rationality was gone.
The wine glass that was casually thrown on the corner of the sofa suddenly fell to the carpet with a dull thud.
And they——
Live and die together and share joy together.
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