Chapter 9
The car slowly stopped at the hotel. Mo Yousen got out first and went to the front desk to check in. As soon as Mo Yousen pulled his hand away, Yan Yuheng woke up and hurriedly grabbed Mo Yousen, "What are you doing?"
"Yan Yuheng, are you sick? Go check in at the hotel Xiaosen booked." Zhang Qianyi said angrily.
"I'm going too." Yan Yuheng got out of the car.
Zhang Qianyi glared at Yan Yuheng resentfully and drove him out of the car.
Mo Yousen booked two villa rooms in the hotel. Fortunately, he came during the off-season, otherwise he would not be able to book any during the peak season.
As soon as Mo Yousen entered the villa, he lay down on the sofa and said, "I'm so tired. I played too hard today."
Yan Yuheng was half hanging on the back of the sofa, looking at Mo Yousen with his head down. His soft black hair, slightly stained with sweat, gently stuck to his forehead. His delicate features were like delicate jade, and a small mole on his straight nose moved up and down with his breathing. His pink lips opened and closed as he gasped for breath. Yan Yuheng stared at him blankly and said, "Xiao Sen...you are so beautiful."
"Huh? What?"
Yan Yuheng came back to his senses and said, "Ah, it's okay, I just spoke from my heart."
Mo Yousen pinched the corner of his clothes and turned his back to Yan Yuheng without saying a word.
A knock on the door broke the awkward atmosphere between the two people, "Yan Yuheng, hurry up and get your luggage!" Zhang Qianyi shouted while knocking.
Yan Yuheng strode over and opened the door. After taking their luggage, he immediately closed the door, not giving Zhang Qianyi any chance to speak.
Zhang Qianyi was locked in the doorway, even with half his arm raised, ready to knock. He pointed fiercely at the door of their villa and said, "Alright, you're good enough. Yan Yuheng, just wait for me!"
Yan Yuheng quickly pushed Mo Yousen and his luggage into the room, "Xiao Sen, I'm going to take a shower first."
"Oh, okay. I'll have some champagne, would you like some, Brother Heng?"
"Okay."
"I'll pour you a cup first. Come drink it after you finish washing."
"Okay, Senbao is really nice."
Mo Yousen was stunned, wondering why this man was always seducing him while Yan Yuheng was taking a nice bath in the bathroom and humming a little tune.
After packing his luggage, Zhang Qianyi wanted to find Jiang Ting to chat. Before he pushed the door open and entered her room, he heard bursts of laughter coming from inside the house. Her cell phone was on speakerphone, and the man's soft and thin voice came from the other end of the phone.
Zhang Qianyi loosened his grip on the doorknob and quietly left, returning to his room. After closing the door, he leaned against it, exhausted, and slowly sat down on the floor, burying his face between his knees and hugging his calves tightly with his hands.
When Yan Yuheng came out of the shower, Mo Yousen had already drunk half a bottle by himself, "Why did you drink so much secretly!"
Mo Yousen raised the wine glass towards Yan Yuheng, tilted his head back and poured it down his throat, "I'm going to take a shower. After I'm done, we'll fight for three hundred rounds!"
Yan Yuheng sat on the sofa, wiped his hair and drank a cup. He slowly took out his mobile phone. Oh, Zhang Qianyi sent him a message.
Zhang Qianyi: [What are you doing?]
Yan Yuheng: [Don't ask such ambiguous questions. If you ask, just say you just took a shower.]
Zhang Qianyi: [She is talking to him on the phone]
Yan Yuheng: [Hahahahahahaha, he's taking a shower. Come drink with me later, just the two of us.]
Zhang Qianyi: [……]
Yan Yuheng: [What is going on?]
Zhang Qianyi: [feeling uncomfortable]
Zhang Qianyi: [I'm here to have a drink with you guys, too]
Yan Yuheng: [You really love to disturb other people's happy lives]
Zhang Qianyi: [I'm coming, open the door for me]
Yan Yuheng's gun was still on the keyboard when there was a knock on the door. Mo Yousen just walked out of the bathroom. "Who is it?"
Yan Yuheng said as he walked, "Zhang Qianyi came to visit."
After hearing this, Mo Yousen walked to the refrigerator, took out another chilled champagne glass and poured wine into it.
"Yan Yuheng, why are you so slow to open the door!" Zhang Qianyi's voice came from outside before he even entered the room, "Xiao Sen, what do you want to eat? I'll order something."
Yan Yuheng said, "No? You're staying here tonight and want to have a midnight snack."
Mo Yousen's hair was half dry. He thought for a moment and said, "Let's have some seafood, crayfish, or something, and some beer."
Zhang Qianyi said, "No problem. I'll start by ordering ten pounds of crayfish, two pounds of each flavor. The swimming crab is also good, and I'll try some of the various snails. I'll also order a grouper, half a Wenchang chicken, and a whole vanilla duck. I'll also order two of the Qingbuliang to try, and a case of beer."
Yan Yuheng said speechlessly, "Are you going to stay with us for five days?" He snatched the phone from Zhang Qianyi's hand and said, "I don't want the spicy crayfish. Xiaosen doesn't like spicy food."
Zhang Qianyi snatched the phone back, "Then I'll add another one with salted egg yolk flavor."
While Zhang Qianyi was ordering takeout, Yan Yuheng picked up the hair dryer and blew Mo Yousen's hair. "Mr. Sen, please give me a review of my service today."
Mo Yousen burst out laughing, "I'll give it an eight, I gave you the remaining two because I'm afraid you'll get too proud."
Yan Yuheng showed his standard eight-tooth smile, "Thank you, Mr. Sen, remember to order me next time."
Zhang Qianyi watched the interaction between the two and felt that Yan Yuheng was becoming more and more perverted. He waved his hand and hit him on the butt, "Leave a way for other dogs to survive. You have done all the dog work by yourself."
Yan Yuheng slapped Zhang Qianyi on the butt with lightning speed. "Who allowed you to touch me? Xiao Sen hasn't even touched me before. A touch of my golden butt costs a minimum of one million. Zhang Qianyi, turn around now."
Zhang Qianyi took out his phone and transferred a penny to Yan Yuheng, "You are worth this price."
Zhang Qianyi patted Yan Yuheng on the shoulder after he finished speaking. Yan Yuheng put away the hair dryer and hugged Mo Yousen's shoulders, "Xiao Sen, Zhang Qianyi bullied me, avenge me."
Mo Yousen patted Yan Yuheng's hand and said, "Don't worry, Brother Heng, I can't beat him. Come on."
The housekeeper just happened to bring over the takeaway, and the three of them opened their beers and clinked glasses. Yan Yuheng peeled a crayfish for Mo Yousen, popping one into his mouth as he peeled one. The three of them chatted and drank, one beer after another.
"Yan Yuheng, why don't you peel one for me?" Zhang Qianyi's eyes were blurred and he looked at Yan Yuheng with half-closed eyes.
Yan Yuheng picked up the bottle and bumped it against Zhang Qianyi's bottle, "Just drink it, I won't serve you."
Mo Yousen waved his hand, "Brother Heng, I can't eat anymore. I'm drunk. I'm going to wash my hands and face and go to bed."
Yan Yuheng said, "Okay, walk carefully. Do you want me to help you go?"
"No, no, I'll go to bed after I wash up."
After Mo Yousen returned to the room, Zhang Qianyi finished the remaining half bottle and opened a new one.
Yan Yuheng raised his hand to stop him, "Okay, stop drinking."
"Brother, don't stop me at this time. Just finish drinking it."
"What? You can let it go after a few drinks?"
Zhang Qianyi smiled grimly. "Even if you can't let go, you have to force yourself to. Before, she had no one else by her side, so I stayed by her side as a friend. I always thought I could control it, but from the moment I knew she had someone she liked, I felt like my world suddenly became gloomy. She has always stood in front of me and protected me since she was a child. She is the stream in my barren life, slowly flowing towards me and occupying every inch of my body. I always complacently thought that I still had a chance because she didn't have anyone else by her side, but reality gave me a blow. I was very jealous of him because he could enjoy her only and unique tenderness and love."
Yan Yuheng took a sip of wine and spoke slowly, "Over all these years, Sister Ting is the only one who's not very open to relationships. She's treated us as her own children since we were little. When we were little, she even played the role of mother with us three sons when we were playing house. Sister Ting has always been a person with strong opinions and a precocious personality. It's difficult to change her decisions. There are some things I don't think I need to persuade you about. You're the oldest among us, so you're definitely more intelligent than us. What you need to do now is to put away your unnecessary emotions. Maybe in four or five years, they'll break up, right?"
Zhang Qianyi gulped down his wine and put his arm around Yan Yuheng's shoulders. "You really can't say anything nice. You're cursing me before I even start. But I like it."
Yan Yuheng punched Zhang Qianyi's knee and laughed out loud, "Isn't this exactly what you want? Okay, stop being so sour."
Yan Yuheng stood up and said, "I'm going back to my room to sleep first. That room is empty and you can sleep there. Xiao Sen and I will sleep together tonight." After saying that, he threw a coquettish glance at Zhang Qianyi.
Zhang Qianyi picked up an empty beer bottle, crushed it, and threw it at Yan Yuheng, "Get out of here right now."
Yan Yuheng dodged to the side and returned to the room. He lay on the bed and turned over to hug Mo Yousen. Mo Yousen felt the mattress sink beside him. He turned around and looked at Yan Yuheng with sleepy eyes, "Brother Heng, are you guys done drinking?"
Yan Yuheng hugged Mo Yousen and patted his back, "Now that you've finished drinking, go to bed early, be good." After saying that, he kissed his forehead.
Mo Yousen nodded and put his arms around Yan Yuheng's waist. Yan Yuheng rested his chin on Mo Yousen's head, and the two fell into a deep sleep.
Zhang Qianyi staggered into another empty room. As soon as he lay down on the bed, he felt dizzy, as if he was thrown into a washing machine. He raised his phone to send a message to Jiang Ting.
Zhang Qianyi: [I'm sleeping at Yan Yuheng's place tonight.]
Jiang Ting: [ok]
Zhang Qianyi: [Why aren't you asleep yet? Are you chatting with him?]
Jiang Ting: [Practice exercises and chatting with him. What's going on?]
Zhang Qianyi: [Nothing, going to sleep, good night]
Jiang Ting: [Well, good night.]
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