【12】Aren’t You Planning to Take Responsibility?
The soft little face was buried in Jiang Yan’s chest, eyes wet and glistening.
Jiang Yan naturally recognized Wen Ran. His eyebrows raised. What is he playing at now?
The fat man’s companion followed into the restroom, planning to take Wen Ran away to claim credit with his boss, but instead saw him held in the arms of a tall, handsome man.
Jiang Yan’s appearance was the type that was exceptionally eye-catching in a crowd. His figure was tall and slender, his posture excellent. Straight trousers outlined his long legs, and his shirt was tucked casually into his pants, sleeves rolled up to reveal muscular forearms.
Although his expression was lazy and indifferent, the noble temperament radiating from him was impossible to ignore.
Wen Ran pressed against Jiang Yan’s hard chest. At such close range, he could smell the faint scent of cold pine after snow on the other person. Wen Ran looked up and mouthed to Jiang Yan: “Help me.”
Having mixed with his boss for so many years, the man was naturally observant. Jiang Yan was wearing name brands, and looking at his demeanor, he might be a young master from some prestigious family.
He pretended to wash his hands, secretly watching the two.
Jiang Yan felt Wen Ran’s hand tighten on him and understood. He bent down slightly, wrapped his arms around the back, and supported Wen Ran’s thighs to lift him up completely.
Losing his center of gravity, Wen Ran hugged Jiang Yan’s neck in fear, his legs hooking tightly around Jiang Yan’s waist.
Jiang Yan gave his butt a not-too-light, not-too-heavy slap. “Now you know to call me Husband? Just because I went a little hard on you, look at this spoiled act.”
“Playing runaway with Husband? When we get back tonight, watch how Brother straightens you out!”
After Jiang Yan finished speaking, he cast a nonchalant glance at the man next to them and deliberately said:
“Sorry, family matters. Made you laugh.”
The man awkwardly pulled out a paper towel to wipe his hands. “What are you saying? I just came over to wash my hands.”
“You two continue, continue.”
No matter how bold they were, they wouldn’t dare openly offend someone else’s boyfriend. They originally thought this little waiter had no power or influence and could be molded however they pleased, but they didn’t expect him to be someone’s precious partner.
But it wasn’t strange; with looks like that, how could he just be serving tea and water here?
Wen Ran didn’t look at him, burying his face in Jiang Yan’s neck, humming and whining coquettishly. His exposed skin was flushed with a faint layer of pink.
The man knew better than anyone—this was the drug taking effect.
The drug in the wine was bought by the fat boss to boost the fun tonight. His health wasn’t good, so he relied on drugs. He thought he’d get a wild hookup tonight, but instead, he drugged someone else’s partner.
And this extraordinarily imposing young master was currently resting his fingers on the back of Wen Ran’s head, stroking his hair rhythmically.
It looked like their relationship was very good.
Better to avoid trouble. Their boss was just a nouveau riche with a bit of money. Since Wen Ran hadn’t recognized him, the man didn’t dare say another word. He smiled awkwardly and left quickly.
Seeing the man go far away, Jiang Yan put Wen Ran down. The patch of skin Jiang Yan had touched was burning hot. Wen Ran retreated a few steps, stammering, “Th-thank you.”
Jiang Yan crossed his arms. “Last time it was boyfriend, this time it’s straight to husband?”
“If Brother sees you one more time, will you have already thought of names for the kids?”
Wen Ran: “…”
He held his breath, face red for a long time. The string of retorts that reflexively rose in his throat was swallowed back down. Confused but serious, he said, “…I can’t give birth.”
Jiang Yan: “…”
This kind of drug added to strong liquor not only took effect extremely fast but was also more potent. Wen Ran had been forcing himself to stay conscious earlier. Now that the string in his heart loosened, an unbearable heat swept through his entire body.
Wen Ran grabbed at his collar. He was so hot.
His back pressed tightly against the cold tiles, and he slid down uncontrollably.
Jiang Yan sensed something was wrong and went over to grab his wrist. “What’s wrong with you?”
Wen Ran couldn’t even see the person’s face clearly now, and his speech was slurred. “I… wine…”
The next day, Wen Ran was woken up by the ringing of his phone.
He answered groggily, only to hear the manager’s abusive cursing: “Playing dereliction of duty on your first day of work! The guest waited for an hour and you didn’t deliver the wine! What did you think you came here to do? Be the emperor?”
“Do you know how many times you were complained about yesterday? Three times! Others don’t reach your complaint volume in a month. You don’t need to come back. We run a small business here; we can’t afford a big Buddha like you!”
Before Wen Ran could even say a word, the manager hung up fiercely, leaving only the dudu sound of the busy signal.
Wen Ran had a curse word stuck in his mouth, but before he could say it, he accidentally moved his body, and it turned into a groan.
The soreness and numbness all over his body, along with the sharp pain in a certain place, made Wen Ran hiss. At the same time, his gaze swept over and saw the face of Jiang Yan lying next to him.
The blanket was barely covering him, exposing unspeakable red marks on his back.
Holy sht.*
Wen Ran’s brain went numb from the massive shock, and his body hurt as if it had fallen apart. He didn’t have much memory of last night, but a few fragments flashed through his mind, making the inexperienced Wen Ran flush crimson.
Damn it, that bastard Jiang Yan!
Legs trembling, he fished out his cigarette pack from the scattered clothes on the floor and lit one, needing to strike the lighter three times before it ignited.
He urgently needed to calm down.
Last night, he was drugged by the fat man’s group, then met Jiang Yan. Jiang Yan helped him out, and then…
Then he woke up like this.
He had dated Li Hao for over half a year without even kissing on the lips, yet he had muddledly given his first time to Jiang Yan, someone with whom he had zero emotional foundation.
No, I have to run.
Wen Ran’s brain was a mess right now. Annoyed, he snubbed the cigarette out in the ashtray.
Wen Ran found his underwear and put it on with trembling hands. He wanted to grab the outer shirt next to it, but his wrist was suddenly grabbed.
“Where do you think you’re going?”
Jiang Yan had woken up at some point and was looking at him with lazy eyes. “Tsk. You slept with Brother, and you aren’t planning to take responsibility?”
Wen Ran was astounded by this shameless person, his eyes widening into circles. “Say that again. Who slept with whom?”
My ass still hurts!
“You were the one actively hugging Brother and kissing and calling out last night,” Jiang Yan said without any shame. “A person can’t be so unconscionable. Wasn’t Brother the one putting in the effort? Didn’t you feel good?”
He sat up, looking miserable. “You were comfortable, but Brother’s shoulders and back were injured.”
Wen Ran was furious too. Ignoring that he was only wearing underwear, he knelt and leaned in front of him, pointing at the bite mark on his collarbone. “Damn it, you didn’t bite me?”
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