Chapter 36 Kiss Me
Because of this sentence, Cheng Che finally did not agree to go back, and they decided to celebrate Yang Mingxi's birthday.
When the two returned to the private room together, the scene was already a mess, with wine bottles and cakes scattered everywhere, but fortunately everyone was still sober.
Yang Mingxi looked at the two people who had returned, and was shocked for several seconds before he reacted. He stuffed the cake on his face into his mouth and asked excitedly, "Why are you back?"
"Why can't you come back? Isn't it your birthday? It's not over yet."
Li Zimai was in a good mood. Seeing the mess didn't cause him to have any obsessive-compulsive disorder. He even said, "What are you doing? Let Cheche and I join in too."
Everyone then turned their attention to Cheng Che, wondering strangely: How come after being away for a while, these two became so inseparable again?
Only Wei Han noticed Cheng Che's slightly red and swollen mouth. Although he tried his best to hide his calmness, the tips of his ears were red and his eyes flickered. He also didn't look at Li Zimai, but this time he was completely ashamed and embarrassed.
"We were playing cards, and the loser went outside and yelled at me, 'I'm an idiot.' Liang Jiayao has already yelled at me three times."
Yang Mingxi was laughing so hard on Wu Yi that he fell backwards. He even tried to invite Li Zimai and Cheng Che, "Come on, come on, let's come together. It's more fun when there are more people."
Cheng Che is an autistic young man who is not good at playing these entertaining and exciting games. Li Zimai sits next to him and patiently explains the rules of the game to him.
Cheng Che felt so hot all over that he couldn't hear anything the other person said. His mind was full of unhealthy thoughts, and Cheng Che, who had just started having sex, hadn't recovered yet.
"Got it?"
"Um?"
While everyone was noisily enjoying the wine, Li Zimai leaned close to Cheng Che's ear and whispered with a low laugh, "Cheche, do you still want to kiss me?"
Cheng Che's face suddenly turned even redder. Fortunately, the light in the private room was dim, so he didn't feel any more embarrassed. He pushed Li Zimai away, but his palm just happened to touch the other person's jaw, as if the skin there was burned. He hurriedly retracted his palm and said calmly, "No... I don't want to!"
“It’s started, it’s started!”
Yang Mingxi had been drinking and his brain was extremely excited. He didn't notice anything strange about the two of them. He was even happy that his roommates had restored their friendship.
The private room they were in had not only a restaurant but also a small private cinema. In front of the big screen was a large square table. Cheng Che, Li Zimai, and Yang Mingxi sat on one side, and on the other side were Liang Jiayao, Wei Han, and another girl from the Academy of Fine Arts.
When playing games, Li Zimai's fingers were under the table, inserted into the gaps between Cheng Che's fingers one by one, with his palms completely pressed against his, holding the other's hand tightly.
Yang Mingxi asked in confusion, "Brother Che, you are left-handed? Why didn't I notice it before?"
Cheng Che's heart was pounding, but he said "hmm" without changing his expression. He tried to pull his right hand out, but he was no match for Li Zimai's strength. The other party glanced at him, raised his eyebrows at him, and even scratched Cheng Che's palm with his fingertips, which made Cheng Che feel itchy.
The two of them secretly held hands for a long time in public, until they lost the game and Cheng Che was punished to drink.
Li Zimai knew that he didn't like alcohol, so he subconsciously said, "Let me do it. He's allergic to alcohol."
Liang Jiayao said sarcastically, "I envy Brother Che. He has the God of Li to block the wine. Our Wei Han has never blocked the wine for me."
Cheng Che didn't want to participate in this game at all. He just wanted to make up for spoiling Yang Mingxi's fun that evening. He didn't want to ruin his friend's mood because of himself.
Yang Mingxi didn't hear Liang Jiayao's voiceover and clapped his hands with a cheerful expression, "Of course, Li Shen and Che Ge are as close as a young couple, so blocking the drinking is nothing!"
Wu Yi: "..."
Li Zimai was about to take the bottle of wine when Cheng Che suddenly grabbed him, then quickly snatched the bottle and gulped it down like water. Li Zimai couldn't stop him.
Today is indeed a special day. Cheng Che is in love and drinking. This is the first time he has been in love and drinking in 18 years. Can he be considered an adult in the true sense?
Cheng Che didn't finish the bottle of wine in the end. Li Zimai snatched the remaining half bottle from him. He leaned on the edge of the table, calmed himself down, and thought: If the wine is so unpalatable, why does Cheng Lijia love it so much that he even gave up his wife and children for wine.
Li Zimai glanced at Liang Jiayao with a hint of warning in his eyes, and the other party looked away embarrassedly.
"I'll take him back first, you guys can have fun slowly."
Li Zimai pulled Cheng Che up and said to Yang Mingxi, "Happy birthday."
"Okay, okay, you guys go back first, see you on Monday!"
Cheng Che got carried away.
He sat in the passenger seat of Li Zimai's car. The wind blowing all the way could not suppress the smell of alcohol. He didn't know whether it was the alcohol that made his brain numb, or the fact that he was in love with Li Zimai that made him drunk.
After such a long fight with Li Zimai, this was the first time he came back to the apartment. Cheng Che stared at him straight in the eye: "Why did you bring me back? Do you want to have sex with me?"
He had been drinking and spoke very bluntly.
Li Zimai got out of the car and walked around to the passenger seat. She bent over to unbuckle his seatbelt and said with a smile, "Are you willing? If you are, we can make love later."
Cheng Che suddenly put his arms around his neck, and lightly pressed his lips against the tip of Li Zimai's nose, even extending his tongue to lick the small mole there.
He had wanted to do this a long time ago.
Li Zimai has fair skin and almost no blemishes on his face, which makes this small mole particularly obvious, especially when Li Zimai wipes away the thin layer of sweat on the tip of his nose after every exercise with his curled index finger, showing off his alternative beauty and sexiness.
Cheng Che had wanted to touch his nose several times, and now he could finally kiss it without restraint.
Li Zimai was aroused by him and kissed him back even more passionately, but the space in the passenger seat was too small for him to move around. Just as he was about to pick him up, Cheng Che suddenly left his lips and asked, "Why do you always hug me?"
Li Zimai could foresee his next question: Why are you on top?
"Cheche, do you know what two men do?"
Cheng Che squinted his eyes and glanced at him, then stumbled out of the passenger seat, stood up straight in front of him, and said clearly, "I know. I've seen Brokeback Mountain."
Li Zimai suddenly laughed, "You're quite fashionable."
"Before... a boy sent me these videos... and I watched them."
Li Zimai frowned unhappily, "Which boy?"
Cheng Che shook his head, "I can't remember..."
Li Zimai held his hand and said slowly: "From now on, I will be the only one who can show you these. Don't pay attention to those messy people."
"...then you...you went out with someone else at night. If...if I didn't agree to your request...you would have gone with someone else..."
Cheng Che's tone sounded a little aggrieved. The alcohol made his brain out of control. He obviously didn't want to say those words. It was like he was acting like a spoiled child to Li Zimai. It wasn't cool at all.
"I didn't go out with him. He followed me out on his own. I didn't offer to send him back. I just called a taxi for him."
Li Zimai explained one sentence at a time, "If you don't agree to me, I will always make you agree. I know you like me."
So he was willing to wait, wait until Cheng Che completely let down his guard. This was what he had originally planned, but after enduring Cheng Che's alienation and rejection for a month, and after enduring Cheng Che leaving with others in front of him several times, he couldn't stand it anymore. All his education, self-esteem, and principles seemed to be invalid in front of Cheng Che.
Li Zimai hugged Cheng Che and said softly, "I'm sorry, Cheche, I didn't mean to force you."
I like you so much, I can't control myself.
Cheng Che tilted his head and rubbed his neck, half scolding, "I knew you were forcing me. You're a liar. You said you were waiting for me... You were lying to me."
"I won't force you. If you keep waiting like this, you'll become someone else's Che Ge. Am I that stupid?"
"How did I become someone else's?"
Li Zimai pulled him towards the elevator, trying to settle the score, "Miss Xiaoqing stares at you every day, don't you have any thoughts?"
The underground garage was quite crowded on Saturday night. While waiting for the elevator, they bumped into a resident of the same unit. Cheng Che subconsciously pulled his hand away from Li Zimai's and replied awkwardly, "...I don't have any idea."
Li Zimai pinched the air in his palm and sighed inaudibly.
The few seconds in the elevator were unusually quiet and slow. Cheng Che secretly glanced at Li Zimai several times, feeling a little guilty. Only after the elevator door opened and the residents downstairs left did he hurriedly hold Li Zimai's hand and whispered, "...I didn't mean to..."
I didn't mean to let go of your hand.
Li Zimai stepped back and held his hand without saying a word. When the elevator reached the floor, he pulled Cheng Che and walked quickly into the house.
In the dark entrance, Li Zimai put his face against Cheng Che's nose, found his lips, and then pressed up and slowly applied pressure. After licking his lips at different angles for a while, he gently pushed open Cheng Che's slightly open lips, and his tongue tip gently and forcefully broke in, touching Cheng Che's upper palate, and licked him very slowly and heavily.
An intense tingling sensation instantly reached Cheng Che's cerebral cortex, and his legs suddenly went weak. Li Zimai grabbed his waist, hugged him tighter, and penetrated deeper into his throat with the tip of his tongue, entwining it with his tongue at the entrance of Cheng Che's throat. His thumb even stroked back and forth along Cheng Che's Adam's apple as he swallowed.
Cheng Che had been a virgin for eighteen years and had never experienced such an exciting kiss. His mind was completely numb and he was completely brought into the adult world. He tilted his head back and put his hands on Li Zimai's shoulders. The corners of his eyes were red and he was so soft that he was almost ripe.
Li Zimai looked at him gravely, then lifted him up suddenly with one hand on his hips, and walked towards the sofa in the living room, kissing him as he walked. The kiss became more and more rapid, and the sound of saliva exchanging could be clearly heard in the dark living room.
He pulled out of Cheng Che's mouth, and kept kissing the corners of his mouth and the bridge of his nose. He held him and put him on the sofa, then pinched his wrist and pressed his body on him. He licked and kissed the scar between his eyebrows, and planted small kisses densely on Cheng Che's jaw, Adam's apple and neck.
Cheng Che was kissed so hard that he moaned subconsciously. The soft moan with a hint of eroticism immediately woke Cheng Che up. He suddenly raised his hand to cover his mouth, his whole body flushed, as if he couldn't believe that the shameful sound just now was made by himself.
Li Zimai held his wrist, freed his lips, and sucked on them for a long time before he chuckled softly, "Why are you shy?"
He leaned close to Cheng Che's ear and jokingly said, "Cheche's voice sounds so beautiful."
The scorching hot breath sprayed on Cheng Che's earlobe, and the string in Cheng Che's brain broke with a "bang", and he sobered up. He clenched his fists and pushed Li Zimai away, sitting up stiffly, as if he couldn't accept his own confused reaction. His whole body was completely red, as if he had been smoked by steam.
Li Zimai silently waited for the straight boy to reshape his worldview. Later, when he couldn't wait any longer, he held up his head and forcibly straightened his face, comforting him, "Brother Che, this is normal. Who doesn't scream a few times during sex? How about we watch a movie first? Just accept it."
Cheng Che almost buried his head in the ground, and cursed him in a low and shy voice, "Do you think this is a singing exercise?"
He tried to push away Li Zimai who was squatting in front of him, but the other person bent his legs and squeezed his body in. He felt something hard against his lower abdomen. Cheng Che's face turned even redder, his eyes were moist, and he was too embarrassed to touch Li Zimai.
"I'm hard." said Li Zimai.
The veins on his neck were bulging, and the big hand that reached into Cheng Che's clothes was extremely hot, and the considerable thing under his sweatpants was ready to burst out.
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