Chapter 25: Did It All
Gu Yanxiu paused, looked down in the direction of his finger, and when he looked up, his expression remained unchanged. His tone was gentle as he said, “I accidentally spilled some wine on it just now.”
Wen Yuhuai leaned in like a puppy and sniffed. Indeed, he smelled alcohol.
But he was still unsatisfied. His gaze stared stubbornly at that patch of fabric. After looking for a while, he ordered directly, “Take off your jacket.”
Gu Yanxiu’s hand was still on his waist. Hearing this, he pinched his waist and bounced him up slightly, his tone indulgent yet helpless. “Ah Yu is still sitting on me; how can I take off my jacket?”
The aftereffect of this wine was indeed strong. Just now, Wen Yuhuai could barely maintain clarity, but now he only felt his vision getting dizzier and dizzier, everything swaying non-stop.
“Don’t move around.” To maintain his balance, he clutched Gu Yanxiu’s lapel tightly, yet still relentlessly demanded he take off the jacket.
Helpless, Gu Yanxiu barely managed to take off the jacket in this awkward posture. The next second, the person in his arms became even more restless.
He grabbed the arm with the wet sleeve directly, pulled off the blue diamond cufflink without any method, and somewhat roughly rolled up the sleeve.
The forearm was clean, with nothing but faint blue veins slightly protruding.
Unclear whether it was disappointment or relief, Wen Yuhuai forced his eyes, whose upper and lower lids were fighting, to take a look. He messily pulled the sleeve down, his neck finally unable to support his crumbling head, and planted face-first onto Gu Yanxiu’s shoulder.
“Ah Yu, Ah Yu?”
Wen Yuhuai didn’t speak again. As if completely letting down his guard and becoming a qualified drunkard, he passed out directly in his arms, sleeping oblivious to the world.
Gu Yanxiu finally stopped restraining himself. He embraced the person in his arms with satisfaction, his arms tightening uncontrollably until the young man was pressed inseparably against him, only two thin layers of fabric separating their chests.
“Give him to me.”
Gu Yanxiu lifted his eyelids to look. Seeing Lin Shiyu standing in front of him, he didn’t let go; instead, he held the young man even tighter.
“Ah Yu ran into my arms himself. Why should I give him to you?” As he spoke, he kissed the young man’s cheek as if showing off.
Lin Shiyu’s fist clenched unconsciously.
From his angle, he could only see the young man’s head. It was very round. It must feel great to cup and kiss it with a large hand. If he sat in his own lap like that, it would definitely feel even better.
The two confronted each other, one standing and one sitting. Their gazes clashed faintly in the air, neither willing to yield. To Gu Yanxiu’s left, Song Xingmian’s gaze fell entirely on Wen Yuhuai’s face, which was turned toward him.
The young man’s face was flushed, his chin resting on Gu Yanxiu’s shoulder, eyes closed tightly. He looked pitiful and cute.
So good, so beautiful, so want to kiss.
Seeing the two still confronting each other, he finally couldn’t resist leaning over and kissing him regardless of everything.
Those two red lips were indeed as sweet and soft as he imagined, carrying a faint scent of wine, like some sweet, juicy fruit, making one reluctant to let go.
But the kiss was quickly forced apart. Song Xingmian raised his head in dissatisfaction, instantly meeting two extremely ugly handsome faces.
Song Xingmian licked his lips, unsatisfied. “Why look at me like that? Brother is so beautiful, so cute, and so close to me. What’s wrong with me kissing him? Could you hold back if it were you?”
“Why didn’t you guys argue a bit longer? I haven’t kissed enough yet…”
The young man in deep sleep seemed to hear the voices by his ear. He frowned in dissatisfaction, letting out two vague hums.
The entire private room fell silent instantly—so quiet that a pin drop could be heard clearly.
After a moment, seeing the drunken young man’s furrowed brow relax again, Lin Shiyu lowered his voice and spoke, “His bodyguards are waiting outside. Give him to me; I’ll take him to the car.”
Gu Yanxiu still didn’t let go, his arm circling Wen Yuhuai’s waist with extreme possessiveness. “I can take him too. Why do I need you?”
Lin Shiyu couldn’t be bothered to talk nonsense with him. He simply reached out to grab him. Gu Yanxiu was caught off guard, and the person was actually snatched away.
“You—”
Lin Shiyu didn’t hesitate at all. holding the person, he walked toward the door of the private room. Halfway there, seeing Gu Yanxiu out of the corner of his eye trying to chase, he placed his index finger to his lips and hushed softly, saying lightly, “Don’t wake him up.”
Gu Yanxiu froze in place, watching helplessly as the private room door opened and closed, watching helplessly as Lin Shiyu walked away holding his baby in his arms.
Three people remained in the private room: Gu Yanxiu, still annoyed at having the person snatched away; Song Xingmian, reminiscing about the kiss just now; and Fu Xingjian, who had sat steady as Mount Tai in his seat without moving.
“Brother is gone, so I’m leaving too. Bye-bye, you two.”
After savoring that sweet kiss for a while longer and feeling he had taken a big advantage, Song Xingmian’s mood clearly rose a lot. He no longer cared about who beat whom to the punch. In a very good mood, he greeted the two and pushed the door to leave.
Only two people were left in the private room.
Gu Yanxiu looked at the direction of the door and finally sat back down, looking coldly at the person inside.
“You were behind the power outage today, right?”
Fu Xingjian was too lazy to even lift his eyelids, speaking unhurriedly, “Why, is that not allowed?”
Gu Yanxiu, usually always the modest gentleman, rarely lost his composure like this. “Don’t you know this makes it easy to be exposed?”
Fu Xingjian tapped the table slowly with his knuckles, making a crisp sound. “Isn’t that exactly what you wished for? If Ah Yu decides I’m the mastermind, won’t you be cleared of suspicion?”
Gu Yanxiu sneered, gave him a deep look, said nothing more, turned around, and left the private room without a word.
Fu Xingjian clicked his tongue lightly. He rolled his cuff up further, revealing a bite mark that was already turning purple. The rolled-up cuff had a dark water stain on it.
“Bit me so hard… Baby really does love me.”
On the other side.
Lin Shiyu carried the person into the elevator and finally couldn’t help but look down carefully at the baby in his arms.
He slept in his arms so defenselessly. His red lips were slightly parted due to breathing, as if tempting someone to pick them.
They could all kiss; why couldn’t he?
Lin Shiyu finally stopped enduring. He lowered his head and leaned in, holding his breath subconsciously.
So soft, so hot, so sweet.
Indeed, it tasted a thousand, ten thousand times better than he imagined.
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