Chapter 78: Loss of Control in the Previous Life
Qi Yan did not set a time with Shen Xiliu until nine o'clock in the evening, when the other party came to the bar to find him and called him, only to say sorry lightly.
"I was so busy that I forgot. Actually, you could have sent me the time and place in advance."
Qi Yan drank quite a bit of wine and got into his car casually. The bar was full of all kinds of people, so he smelled a little bit of alcohol and sweet perfume on his body.
There was a pheromone remover in the car, so Shen Xiliu didn't know whether he had pheromones on him, but this didn't stop him from being angry about the former. Emotions were surging in his heart, but reason kept warning Shen Xiliu that he had to be patient and not lose his composure.
He was neither qualified nor in a position to speak to Qi Yan now, so Shen Xiliu took a deep breath, maintained his usual attitude, and said, "I did send you a message, but you didn't reply."
He tried to control his emotions, but the pheromone suppression collar on his neck had already lit up a dim red light, indicating that the pheromones in Shen Xiliu's body were out of control.
But he obviously didn't notice that the fender in the car was also raised at the first moment. Chen Xiliu didn't want others to hear his conversation with Qi Yan.
"You sent it too late. The bar was so busy that it was hard to notice the phone vibrating." Qi Yan noticed it and reminded him, "The red light on your pheromone inhibitor collar is on. It's time to inject the inhibitor."
"?" Shen Xiliu was slightly stunned, and subconsciously reached out to touch the collar around his neck.
He pursed his lips tightly, removed it under Qi Yan's gaze, and lowered his eyes: "This is an isolation collar, it has no function of injecting drugs."
The isolation collar only isolates pheromones and monitors the body's condition. It is not as precise and delicate as the suppression collar. It also means that the previous treatment was indeed useful, and Shen Xiliu's physical condition does not need to be controlled all the time as before.
"...It seems that your physical condition is much better than before." Qi Yan glanced at the slightly red glands on the back of his neck and laughed inexplicably.
Shen Xiliu turned on the light in the back seat, took out the spare suppression collar from the secret compartment, and buckled it around his neck again. His eyes slid over Qi Yan. Originally he was just taking a casual glance, but suddenly he stared at his neck tightly, his gaze becoming cold.
It was such a powerful gaze that Qi Yan couldn't ignore it. He looked up at him. When he saw the familiar gaze from the past, a teasing smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Chen Xiliu, what are you looking at?"
The anger that Shen Xiliu had been suppressing for a long time continued to surge in his chest. The inhibitor collar lit up with a flashing yellow light, and the inhibitor was injected into the gland. He took a deep breath, swallowed the anger, and tried to maintain an elegant appearance.
"What's that around your neck?" His voice was cold.
Qi Yan didn't react immediately. He took out his cell phone, turned on the camera, pointed it at his neck, and saw the big red lip print where the shirt collar was attached to his neck. Only then did he react.
He turned off his phone and said nonchalantly, "It's nothing. I just played too much with my friends. But it has nothing to do with you."
If it were in the past, Qi Yan would definitely explain this misunderstanding as soon as possible, but there is no need now. Explanations are only given to people you care about and who also care about you.
"Overdoing it?" Shen Xiliu re-read it softly.
Qi Yan sat there, tilting his head slightly to look at him, his eyes falling on the constantly flashing lights, and smiling mockingly: "Don't act like you're catching an adulterer, we have nothing to do with each other."
Shen Xiliu narrowed his eyes, his shoulders trembled with anger, his hands clenched tightly, his knuckles turned white due to the force, his voice was a little low: "So you want to humiliate me with this kind of thing?"
Before going to the hotel with him, I had a lot of fun in the bar. If he hadn't come, would Qi Yan have slept with someone else tonight? Even now, I go to bed with him with traces left by others.
Chen Xiliu felt very sick and even wanted to vomit.
"Does this count?" Qi Yan asked back. Seeing him trying to suppress his anger, he felt that he was really hypocritical. "Chen Xiliu, I am far inferior to you in this regard. At least I won't think about another person while I am fucking you."
Qi Yan got goosebumps all over his body just by imagining it.
"Isn't this face pretty good?" Qi Yan smiled happily and pointed at his own face, "You like it very much, right?"
He wondered if he and Yi Yang looked alike? Except for the eyes, they all inherited Yi Hongli. If Shen Xiliu likes it so much, should he cover his eyes and fuck him next time to make it easier for Shen Xiliu to replace him, just like one time when he was drunk...
But seeing Shen Xiliu's stiff look, Qi Yan still didn't say anything, and was too lazy to talk anymore, as they had just arrived at the hotel.
"Qi..." Chen Xiliu wanted to explain, but the other party had already gotten out of the car. The air from outside swept in, and even his breathing stagnated, and his throat felt like it was blocked by cotton.
He couldn't utter a word, and Qi Yan clearly didn't want to listen, just like he used to be. Shen Xiliu closed his eyes, his original anger gradually disappeared. He would give Qi Yan some more time to vent his anger and take revenge...
Entering the hotel room, Qi Yan asked Chen Xiliu to take a shower first, and he sat on the balcony to smoke and relax. There are some things that cannot be mentioned. Once mentioned, it will hurt the enemy by 800 and hurt yourself by 1,000, which is very fatal.
When it was his turn to come out of the shower, he saw Shen Xiliu still wearing a loose bathrobe: “Aren’t you going to change your clothes?”
Although there are no restrictions in the contract, Qi Yan still adheres to his previous habits in some aspects, especially some habits in bed, and still adheres to the regulations of reducing contact.
Of course, the lights were not turned off. After all, although Yi Yang looked like him, they were not exactly the same. Letting Shen Xiliu watch himself being fucked by someone, with an expression of shame and embarrassment, was probably a kind of boring fun for Qi Yan.
Shen Xiliu did not answer this question, but only said: "There is no pheromone eliminater here..."
"Oh, don't worry about that. I won't let you smell my pheromones anyway."
“That’s not what I meant. I don’t care…” Shen Xiliu pursed his lips and watched him take out a few condoms from his coat. His expression changed slightly, “Why would you carry this kind of thing with you?”
This question was so familiar. Qi Yan had carefully answered similar questions from Shen Xiliu before. Now he just said calmly, "Isn't it normal for adults to bring this kind of thing when they go out to play at night?"
Shen Xiliu: “…”
He did not act as sharp as he did in the car just now. He just turned his face to the side and breathed slowly and gently, trying to calm himself down. However, he could not help but his eyes reddened and his chest felt stuffy with anger.
"Hurry up and do it, your neck ring keeps flashing."
Chen Xiliu tried his best to avoid Qi Yan's sight. He actually hated the kneeling position.
After all, that night before, Shen Xiliu was forced to kneel until his whole body was stiff and numb, and when he woke up, Qi Yan disappeared completely, which made him feel somewhat resentful.
But using this posture tonight, I felt relieved. The lights in the hotel were bright, and the feeling coming from behind me was too clear.
Shen Xiliu clenched the bed sheet tightly, trying not to make any sound, but he eventually lost control and forgot about his previous negative emotions. He was urged by Qi Yan to change his position.
I had to look at Qi Yan directly. The visual impact of this situation was too great and too embarrassing. Chen Xiliu had a hard time maintaining his sanity. He bit his fingers, turned his face to the side and panted softly. Even his tears flowed uncontrollably, blurring his vision.
Sometimes he would lose his mind and want to stand up and hug Qi Yan like he did before, but he would be pressed on the shoulders to remind him not to move.
Perhaps it was because today was too unhappy. Every time Shen Xiliu's eyes touched the shirt thrown aside, and he thought of the ambiguous mark on Qi Yan's neck, he still found it difficult to control the restlessness in his heart.
So under the urging of this emotion, Shen Xiliu became more and more irritated. He covered his eyes and panted and said, "Qi Yan, can you not move so slowly all the time? Is that not okay?"
"...Hmm?" Qi Yan paused, then said calmly, "We're not making love, why are you doing it so quickly?"
"Because it's very tiring. Your treatment is too ineffective. The neck ring hasn't recovered yet. If it doesn't work, I'll do it myself..." Shen Xiliu suppressed his inner shame and spoke calmly.
Qi Yan didn't care, and said casually: "If you want to move by yourself, I don't care, as long as you don't do it like before, halfway through, can't do it, and then beg me to help you."
"I won't!" Shen Xiliu took his hand away, stared at him, and said through gritted teeth.
"...I hope so." Qi Yan looked at Shen Xiliu's face which was flushed with shame. His original cold and aloof look was completely replaced. He looked a little embarrassed but forced himself to stay together.
Quite attractive indeed, he thought.
After all, Shen Xiliu was very good-looking, even if she looked aloof and arrogant, she was still quite beautiful. During the initial period of living together, Qi Yan felt like he was raising a noble, arrogant and elegant white cat. Occasionally, he would lie lazily on the sofa to bask in the sun, looking lazy. When he was unhappy, he would frown slightly and purse his thin lips. If he didn't want to pay attention to anyone, he would just ignore them.
But at the critical moment, this man is very reliable, and his appearance is always cold and abstinent, which makes people want to conquer him and mess with him...
However, these are all illusions.
This man's arrogance and indifference are ingrained in his bones, and the occasional charity he receives is only given because he is still useful. Shen Xiliu never took him seriously. At most, he was just a useful tool with a face similar to Yi Yang. Now, perhaps he had to add a function that could be used to satisfy sexual desire...
Emotions surged violently, and the more Qi Yan looked at Chen Xiliu, the more he seemed to him to be hateful, and he teased him wantonly and uncontrollably. Since Shen Xiliu wanted to play, he would play along, as long as the other party didn't beg for mercy.
"Haaah, cough cough, haaah..."
Originally, he only planned to do it once or twice and then leave, but when he came to his senses, the scene in front of him made Qi Yan feel an incredible sense of dislocation.
A white bathrobe was laid on the wet ground. Chen Xiliu was half lying on the edge of the bathtub. His black hair was wet and stuck to his skin, so white that it was blinding. His slender back was trembling. The remaining marks were extremely eye-catching and he looked extremely embarrassed.
Shen Xiliu kept coughing and gasping for breath, and it took him a long time to recover. His throat had become hoarse, and even his voice was weaker than before.
“…”
Chen Xiliu squinted his eyes tiredly, his pupils were vaguely dilated and unable to focus, his lips were redder than ever, with a familiar liquid on the corners of his mouth, and his throat was rolling slowly, swallowing what he had not swallowed just now.
"!"
The water sprayed from the shower head above the bathroom was warm and accidentally fell into Qi Yan's eyes, causing some stinging.
…
Qi Yan's pupils shrank slightly, and he stood up suddenly, but because he stood up too quickly, he almost fell down, and confusing memories floated in his mind.
He couldn't help but grab his hair in annoyance and cursed inwardly: Fuck! He is really crazy! How could it turn out like this?
The impulsive self just now seemed too unfamiliar, which made Qi Yan feel a little weird.
After cleaning up, Qi Yan carried Shen Xiliu out of the bathroom, not even daring to look around. The originally good room became a mess...
Seeing the torn curtains, Qi Yan could still remember Shen Xiliu crying on them; seeing the marks left on the sofa, he could remember Shen Xiliu helping him take off the last condom, and he sat down with shame; seeing the dirty clothes on the floor, he could remember the other person lying on his stomach; and in the bathroom, he grabbed Shen Xiliu's hair and forced...
The memory that was completely out of control seemed too strange.
Qi Yan took out the medicine from his coat, increased the dosage and swallowed it, only then did he feel his mind was much clearer. He got dressed and left the hotel. It was already around two in the morning. It was only when he got home that he remembered to leave a message for Shen Xiliu.
——[Next time if you don’t want to go to the hotel, choose a place closer to our company. 】
——【I’m not interested in running so far to find you every day. 】
He thought about it and withdrew the second suggestion.
It was too bad. Qi Yan took out the medical record that the doctor had given him from the drawer and read it carefully, not skipping a single word. After a long time, he silently folded the medical record and put it away.
Qi Yan wanted to smoke, and after searching for a long time, he remembered that the cigarettes and lighter were on the table outside the hotel balcony.
"Sure enough, you were so lustful that you even forgot something so important."
Qi Yan laughed at himself and simply went downstairs to buy cigarettes. He smoked a few cigarettes standing under the street light. He scrolled through his phone and saw a picture Zhang Hengyi posted on his Moments: a pen, a person, a night, a miracle...
I simply asked him what he was doing, and after a long while I received a reply from him: [Organizing files. 】
After replying, a call came to Qi Yan, and a hoarse voice asked: "How is it? Did you find the information we want from Shen Xiliu?"
Qi Yan was silent for a moment, leaning against the street light, and replied lazily: "Well, he must have it. In this regard, Yi Hongli dare not lie to him, and he can't lie to him. Probably you can get it this week, you just have to wait."
"Okay, don't be soft-hearted." Zhang Heng said cautiously, "The Yi family is not easy to deal with, especially Yi Hongli."
He sighed softly. Yi Hongli was really too difficult to deal with. Even if they had evidence, they dared not act rashly. He also had to pretend to look everywhere for evidence that Gu Yanxing had left before his death in order to confuse the public, but continuing like this was not a solution.
"We need to resolve this matter as soon as possible. Apart from Yi Hongli, the more troublesome ones are the Shen family and Qing..."
"Try not to let him get too deeply involved. The recent cooperation between the Jiang family and the Shen family is very critical. If something unexpected happens, it will be difficult for Jiang Yuqing to deal with it." Qi Yan said.
As Jiang Yuqing's secretary, he had been observing the company for a long time and knew that no problems could arise in the cooperation. Otherwise, not only would Jiang Yuqing have been busy in vain during this period, but he would also be busy to the point of being unable to stop in the days to come.
"He's the most troublesome person. I'll find a way to get rid of him." Qi Yan flicked the ash from his cigarette and said in a low voice.
Zhang Hengyi: "...Are you sure?"
"Well, leave it to me." Qi Yan chuckled. He stared at his right hand wearing a black glove, with a cigarette between his fingers, and a wisp of green smoke rising slowly.
"There's no one better than me."
He took a step forward, away from the street lights, and walked towards his home. Many of the street lights on this road were broken. A slender figure walked slowly into the darkness. Only the faint light between the fingers flickered, and the smoke slowly dissipated.
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