Chapter 80: Drunkenness in the Previous Life
Chen Xiliu felt that the relationship between him and Qi Yan seemed to have returned to the past, and the previous conflicts seemed to have been resolved.
This should have been a happy thing, but Chen Xiliu was always uneasy, with an indescribable weird feeling.
"Mr. Shen, would you like to have a few drinks together?" Qi Yan came to Shen Xiliu with a few bottles of wine after get off work, with a gentle smile on his face, "My friend gave it to me."
As soon as he saw the smile on his face, Shen Xiliu, who didn't want to drink, hesitated for a moment, then nodded in agreement, even forgetting the strange feeling he had just felt.
If Qi Yan wanted to please someone, it would be almost impossible for the other party to refuse, not to mention Shen Xiliu who had already discovered his feelings. He was not a good drinker, and he drank while talking to Qi Yan. The wine was hard to drink, but when he saw the other party's expression, he subconsciously followed suit.
"Qi Yan..." The wine in the glass in his hand swayed, emitting a charming glow. He licked his lips, his eyes fell on Qi Yan's gloved right hand, and asked cautiously, "The last drink you mixed..."
“Mojito.”
Qi Yan smiled and answered him, tapping his chin with his fingertips, as if reminiscing, "It's a very refreshing wine, it should suit your taste. But now that I think about it, I still owe you an apology. I asked you about your pheromones while you were drunk, and even went out of my way to customize a wine glass. Now that I think about it, this behavior was too presumptuous. Fortunately, you didn't mind my violation of the contract. Thank you."
Facing his smile, Shen Xiliu tightened his fingers slightly, and his heart seemed to be grasped by someone's hand. He could hardly breathe, and he even dared not look directly at Qi Yan.
"No, I should be the one who owes you an apology..." He scolded you in a bad manner and poured wine on your face, breaking your customized wine glass.
Shen Xiliu never thought that he would regret it. He was indeed angry at first, but later he often thought about it. Why did Qi Yan mix drinks for him?
Chen Xiliu's heart beat uncontrollably, and it was a specially made wine glass, did that mean Qi Yan liked him a little bit at that time?
Feeling a little nervous, Shen Xiliu subconsciously drank the wine, trying to ease his emotions. After finishing one glass, Qi Yan poured him another one. Shen Xiliu's eyes fell on his right hand, moving along with his palm.
"Qi Yan, can you make me another cup later?" Shen Xiliu felt that he was so shameless, but his emotions urged him to ask.
Qi Yan was startled by this, and then he smiled: "Yes, if my hand can recover."
Shen Xiliu pursed his lips and said helplessly: "Of course, of course, of course..."
He was a little uneasy, Qi Yan noticed it, and changed the subject, pouring wine for Shen Xiliu from time to time. Shen Xiliu was not a good drinker to begin with, and soon he was completely drunk.
This time he was even drunker than last time. Under the influence of drunkenness, Shen Xiliu half-closed his eyes, leaned in Qi Yan's arms with a flushed face, and seemed to have become unconscious.
"Chen Xiliu?" Qi Yan called him in a low voice.
Shen Xiliu tilted his head slightly and looked at him dimly: “Hmm?”
"Can you answer some questions for me?" Qi Yan smiled seductively.
"...Okay, what do you want to ask? I will answer you no matter what you ask."
Chen Xiliu's reaction was very slow. His blurry eyes were always on Qi Yan's face. He unconsciously reached out to touch him, from his facial contours to his beautiful lips, to his tall nose, and then to his eyes little by little, causing Qi Yan to close his eyes subconsciously.
His brows furrowed slightly. As expected, Shen Xiliu's instinct was still to hate his eyes?
Forget it, it doesn’t matter. Ask the questions you want first, one by one and slowly, so as not to arouse Shen Xiliu's suspicion.
Qi Yan was very cautious. He found many irrelevant topics and approached the subject step by step. After seeing Shen Xiliu answer all the questions one by one, he slowly asked the most crucial question. Then he saw the drunken Shen Xiliu frowning and stunned.
“…”
Still not working? Qi Yan felt a little regretful. Even though Chen Xiliu was drunk, he was still wary of the Yi family's affairs?
However, the next second, Shen Xiliu came to his senses, got off him, took his hand, and said slowly: "You... come with me."
The drunk man was a little unsteady on his feet, his body swaying. If Qi Yan hadn't held him up, Shen Xiliu would have almost fallen down. He walked with Qi Yan to the key room with a light pace. There was a password outside the door. Shen Xiliu bent down, squinted his eyes, entered the password, and took Qi Yan in.
This is a very spacious room with countless cabinets filled with documents piled up in a mess. The desk next to it is also piled with piles of documents. There were papers scattered all over the floor. Qi Yan glanced at the paper at his feet, which contained some key data that he couldn't understand...
Shen Xiliu walked in indifferently, opened a cabinet at random, squatted down, squinted his eyes, flipped through it, and found a folder.
Qi Yan had just walked in from the documents scattered all over the floor when he saw Shen Xiliu turn around and hand it to him. His usually cold and arrogant face was rarely filled with a pure smile: "Here, what you want."
“…”
Qi Yan stared at him, hesitated for a moment, then came to his senses and reached out to take the document.
"Thank you." Qi Yan said sincerely.
Then, he saw that Shen Xiliu's eyes were brighter than before.
Shen Xiliu couldn't help but walk over and threw himself into Qi Yan's arms, hugging him tightly, and whispered flatteringly: "I can give you whatever you want, just don't... leave me, and don't talk like before, okay?"
"Go out first."
Qi Yan touched his face and said calmly.
…
When he woke up, Shen Xiliu not only felt uncomfortable all over, but also had a splitting headache. He almost couldn't get up. He lay on the bed with a dazed look on his face. It was a long time before he heard a knock on the door.
"I'm sorry. I made you drink so much last night. Does your head still hurt?" Qi Yan brought a bowl of sobering soup and said guiltily.
Shen Xiliu reacted a little slowly, realizing that he had been drinking last night.
"Did anything happen last night?" Shen Xiliu took the sobering soup, his mind was empty, and he didn't remember what happened last night at all.
"No." Qi Yan smiled and said tactfully, "But you'd better take a rest today."
Qi Yan still had to go to work and couldn't stay with him for long. After saying goodbye to Shen Xiliu, he left first.
Shen Xiliu lay on the bed and thought for a while, still not reacting to what Qi Yan just said.
When he got out of bed, he felt something cold liquid flowing down the inside of his thighs, and he immediately knew why Qi Yan said that.
Shen Xiliu's cheeks couldn't help but get hot, they didn't prepare that kind of thing here, after getting drunk last night, they should have done it, right?
And just like last time in the hotel, I didn’t use a condom…
Chen Xiliu hurried into the bathroom to wash, and came out after a long time. When he saw the traces left on the ground, he fell silent. After leaving the room and walking into the living room, Qi Yan had already cleaned it up, leaving no traces behind, but he noticed that the table seemed to have moved.
He was stunned for a moment. Although he couldn't remember anything, Shen Xiliu could imagine the scene as soon as he observed the scene: he was lying on the table, and Qi Yan was behind him...
It took Chen Xiliu a long time to calm down and think. There was one question that he could no longer ignore, which was - what were Qi Yan's pheromones?
Clearly, they didn't wear condoms either that time or this time, so why couldn't he feel Qi Yan's pheromones at all?
This shouldn't be the case. Sexual activity is the biggest way of exchanging pheromones. He shouldn't be able to feel anything at all, right? Could it be that Qi Yan did something?
He felt a little flustered for no reason. Chen Xiliu could not go against his instinct as an omega. He was craving for the pheromones of the alpha he liked. The thought that he hated the most in the past now forced him to panic and desire...
If it weren't for the fact that he failed to enter the reproductive cavity on both occasions, Chen Xiliu would have been completely marked by Qi Yan long ago.
Shen Xiliu was not interested in this problem now. The false marking did not calm his restless omega instincts as before, but instead pushed him to a dead end.
Shen Xiliu knew, but he no longer cared.
Even if Qi Yan marked him permanently, Shen Xiliu would not be angry.
"Fireworks... two days left..."
Shen Xiliu found the phone in the crack of the sofa and glanced at the calendar.
Only two days left. Shen Xiliu's expression was no different from before, but his cold eyes revealed a hint of expectation.
…
As soon as Assistant Bo came out of Jiang Yuqing's office, he discovered something was wrong.
"Mr. Jiang seems to be in a bad mood recently."
Jiang Yuqing has always been a positive person, but in recent days he has often appeared anxious and irritable. Although he adjusted himself quickly, the assistant who often follows him noticed it.
Assistant Gao said, "Maybe the problem with the technical department is a bit troublesome."
After Chen Xiliu pointed it out last time, they discovered that one of Jiang Yuqing's cousins had done a lot of things.
"After all, they are a wealthy family..." Assistant Bo said with emotion. The disputes among the wealthy families are right in front of them, but they are all on the same boat. He hopes that President Jiang can handle these matters well.
Qi Yan sat aside and listened, but did not speak. The problem here was not very big. After Jiang Yuqing found out about it, he quickly found a way to deal with it.
Jiang Yuqing's recent anxiety is actually due to physiological and psychological factors. Pregnancy has caused changes in hormones in the body, which has affected her mood swings and even caused some early pregnancy reactions. During lunch, she began to feel nauseous and almost vomited. She was also easily distracted...
Perhaps, he should return the box of love letters to Jiang Yuqing first, but would this make his emotions even more unstable?
"Has the doctor come to see the situation?"
After get off work, Qi Yan sent Jiang Yuqing home because of something, and asked about his recent health condition.
"I've come to check, and everything is normal. The pregnancy reaction isn't that serious. I can only pray for myself first. I hope this kid will be good and not make trouble. Otherwise, I'll have to beat him up after he's born."
Because he is already showing some signs of pregnancy, he has been wearing loose clothes recently to avoid being noticed.
When they entered Jiang Yuqing's villa, Zhang Hengyi had already arrived and was drinking tea in the living room. When he saw them come in, he said, "I have prepared everything. Do you want to talk first?"
"Let's go to the study and talk." There were quite a few servants in the house, and Jiang Yuqing gestured for them to follow him into the study before talking.
They talked quite late, and Qi Yan and Zhang Hengyi only left after finishing their meal at his house.
"When do you plan to send Shen Xiliu away?" Zhang Heng asked.
"Don't worry, in a few days, I will go abroad to check my hand injury." Qi Yan's expression was calm.
"Okay." After saying this, there was silence in the car for a while, and Zhang Heng asked, "Is Jiang Yuqing pregnant?"
Qi Yan glanced at him in surprise: "How did you find out?"
"Just now I saw him subconsciously protecting his stomach. I wasn't sure at first, but after hearing what you said, I am sure now."
Qi Yan: "I see. Don't let anyone else know about this."
Zhang Heng nodded.
"...Do you think I should return that box of love letters to him?" Qi Yan hesitated.
Zhang Heng said, "A pregnant woman shouldn't be overly happy or sad, but I think it's okay. You should have noticed it today, right?"
Jiang Yuqing's study room contained many things that Gu Yanxing had given them before. They looked at them in a strange way, and then they heard him say with a smile that some tasteless person had given them to them. His tone was somewhat disdainful, but he could not hide his nostalgia when he told them that he had carefully preserved all the things, but there were not many things that could be used as souvenirs. He even only had one photo, which was captured by someone else's camera by mistake...
"If you want to return it, remember to choose a good time."
"I'll think about it."
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