Chapter 76: How Many People Have Kissed You?
He picked up the already cold coffee from the table and poured it into his mouth. An intense bitterness spread through his mouth, mixing with the residual taste of smoke.
This bitter taste traveled from his throat down to his stomach, piercing straight into his heart. He couldn’t help but cough a few times.
“Cough, cough, cough…“
But before he could swallow the coffee, he violently slammed the cup down heavily onto the table. With a “clang,” coffee splattered everywhere, splashing all over the desk.
Ji Songting set the coffee down, stood up, pulled a few tissues, and wiped the water stains splattered on his fingers.
He took off his suit jacket, revealing the white dress shirt underneath. His tie had already been loosened; undoing two buttons, he casually tossed the black tie aside.
His collarbones were sexy, and the lines of his robust chest were beautifully captivating. His wheat-colored skin looked even more alluring under the lights.
Ji Songting stood with his hands in his pockets before the floor-to-ceiling window, his eyes slightly closed. His long eyelashes were thick like fans, his nose was tall and striking, and his lips were pressed in a straight line. Amidst his cold detachment exuded endless temptation, making one unable to resist wanting to lean in for a kiss.
A pair of slender, creamy-skinned arms suddenly wrapped around him from behind. They trailed from his abs all the way up to his chest, then gently caressed his chest, as if attempting to soothe his anxious and unsettled mood.
Ji Songting’s body noticeably stiffened. He turned his head slightly and saw a delicate, adorable face.
He stood rooted to the spot, his brows deeply furrowed. He didn’t hold the youth’s hands as he usually did, and his expression appeared dull and uninterested. He stated coolly:
“You’re done washing?”
“Mhm… I’m done. I missed you so much~”
Shen Chuyan rested his face on the man’s shoulder. His eyes were glazed, swirling with a faint mist. His luscious, alluring lips leaned in and actively, softly took the man’s earlobe into his mouth.
“A-Ting…”
The man frowned slightly, instinctively tilting his head to dodge. His tone was a bit impatient:
“What is it?”
This inexplicably distant gesture made Shen Chuyan freeze. The corners of his mouth drooped in displeasure, but his sixth sense vaguely told him that the other person seemed a bit off.
In the past, whenever he hugged the man from behind, Ji Songting would immediately turn around to look at him affectionately, and would plant a gentle kiss on his forehead.
What was going on tonight?!
He had become not intimate at all!
Even his speech felt very strange…
Furthermore, every time he finished showering and his hair was still wet, Ji Songting would immediately help him blow-dry it, terrified that he would catch a cold. But why wasn’t he doing that now…?
Shen Chuyan felt displeased, a deep irritation simmering in his eyes, but ultimately he didn’t show it. He simply looked up at the man, a hint of slyness in his smile. His gaze was soul-stealing; his entire being was bewitching and teasing as he tempted:
“A-Ting~ I’ll give myself to you tonight, okay? We came to a hotel, wasn’t it to… together…”
At this point, he couldn’t help but pause. A look of shyness and anticipation appeared on his face, and his body went soft.
Having just stepped out of the shower, beads of water clung to the tips of his hair, ready to drip. His cheeks bore an alluring flush from the steam. He wore only a bathrobe that cinched his waist perfectly, making him so sexy that even women would be jealous.
Ji Songting felt the person behind him intentionally or unintentionally caressing his chest with his fingers, carrying a provocative intent. He frowned slightly, but still made no reaction, continuing to maintain his silence.
Just as the other person was about to slip his hand inside his shirt, he grabbed that hand in time, stopping the impending action, and knowingly asked: “Together what?”
Hearing the man teasingly stringing him along, Shen Chuyan grew a bit anxious. His entire body burned with unbearable heat. He walked directly in front of him and wrapped his arms around the man’s waist and hips from the front, pressing his whole body against the man’s sturdy, broad chest.
The unique masculine scent of male hormones lingered in the bedroom, making it impossible not to feel a stirring of desire.
Shen Chuyan’s nose greedily breathed in that crisp fragrance which cleared the mind yet left one utterly infatuated. He looked up into the handsome face, his eyes brimming with intense lust.
Yet, he pouted in dissatisfaction, an expression of feigned anger on his face. He blinked innocently and chided: “A-Ting, how can you be like this? You brought me to a hotel, wasn’t it to… to do that together?!”
“Do what?”
Ji Songting’s eyes were somewhat cold, but looking at the youth’s blushing face, which seemed like that of someone facing intimacy for the first time, his heart couldn’t help but soften, and his voice wasn’t as stiff as before.
He wanted to ask about the phone call just now, but Shen Chuyan kept rubbing his warm, thin lips against his chest, soothing the skin that had been chilled by the cold wind.
This incomparably ambiguous action, even when he was currently exceptionally irritated and gloomy, still left him with an unbearable itch in his heart.
The other person didn’t reply immediately this time. Ji Songting took a deep breath, forcing himself to ignore the youth’s fiery gaze, and endured and suppressed the emotions rising within him.
“A-Ting… why do I feel a bit uncomfortable? So hot and itchy… Do you not want me anymore?”
After a long while, Shen Chuyan finally spoke, his voice somewhat hoarse, like a drunkard.
This sentence was like a seduction, pulling him to drown together in the deep sea of lust. No matter how desperately Ji Songting tried to restrain himself, faced with Shen Chuyan actively offering himself and continuously swaying his hips, he still found it a bit hard to hold back.
The next second, he reached out to pinch Shen Chuyan’s pointed chin, forcing the youth to look up at him. Then, he lowered his head to capture Shen Chuyan’s tender pink lips, sucking deeply.
“Mhm… Nn…”
Shen Chuyan whimpered softly, offering no resistance. He allowed the man to kiss him, sticking out his small tongue to respond to the man’s demands.
At the same time, his slender, soft arms had unknowingly wrapped around the man’s neck. He rubbed against the man’s lean waist, the two of them pressed tightly together.
Ji Songting’s kissing technique was skillful, carrying a bit of wildness and dominance. One large hand caressed the youth’s pale, smooth nape, while the other slipped into the loose bathrobe to roam, leaving a trail of blazing fire wherever it went.
He kissed until Shen Chuyan was nearly out of breath before stopping, his scorching eyes fixed on the youth.
This deep kiss was long and lingering. Their lips and teeth were inseparable, their breaths mingling, both panting slightly.
At this moment, Shen Chuyan’s face was flushed, his beautiful eyes hazy, and his cheeks bore a tempting pink hue. His cherry lips were slightly swollen. He looked like a freshly peeled egg, radiating lethal charm.
Following this, he slowly released the hands clinging to the man’s neck and actually began to undo the bathrobe that was already about to fall off, revealing his smooth shoulder.
Ji Songting immediately grabbed his hands. Then, to the other’s confusion, he wrapped the robe tightly back around him, showing no intention of continuing.
With these repeated, obvious rejections, Shen Chuyan couldn’t help but feel he was lowering his own value. He didn’t understand why, when he was offering himself so proactively, he was still being shut out!
But when he thought about how, throughout their entire relationship, the man had never once touched him, he felt extremely unwilling, and his body’s reactions were very strong.
Shen Chuyan forcibly suppressed his inner desires. He licked his kissed lips as if savoring the taste, and muttered in dissatisfaction:
“A-Ting, what are you doing? Do you really feel nothing for me at all? Do you not love me anymore?”
Ji Songting yanked him forward, tightly confining the youth’s body against his solid, broad chest. The pads of his fingers gently stroked the soft, damp tips of his hair.
“Of course I love you, Xiao Yan.”
The man narrowed his eyes, staring blankly at the high-rises in the distance. A dangerous cold glint flickered in the depths of his eyes. His deep voice carried an indescribable bewitchment and hoarseness:
“Your lips are truly soft. How many people have kissed them?”
Hearing this sudden question, Shen Chuyan was abruptly jolted awake from his sweet reverie. For a split second, he actually felt that the beloved holding him was incredibly foreign.
Without hesitation, he broke free from the other’s embrace. Looking at the breathtakingly handsome, yet chillingly cruel man before him, a flash of panic crossed his eyes.
But this nearly imperceptible panic disappeared in a brief second, leaving only a face full of grievance and shock. Tears quickly dampened his eyes:
“A-Ting, w-what are you saying? Haven’t I only let you kiss me? What do you mean by this? Are you suspecting that I have someone else on the side? I don’t… !”
The youth before him suddenly began to cry like pear blossoms bathed in rain. His small, flushed face was covered in tear tracks, looking incredibly pitiful.
Ji Songting instantly felt his heart ache, but his mind uncontrollably recalled Jian Yufeng’s words. His fingers hanging by his side curled, but ultimately, he didn’t raise them to comfort him.
“A-Ting, say something! Sob sob sob… Once a couple harbors suspicion, it creates a rift. I don’t want us to turn out like this… !”
Shen Chuyan cried even more heartbreakingly. Coupled with being refused physical touch by Ji Songting just now, all his grievances surged up in an instant. His tears were like a breached dam, unable to be stopped.
“Don’t be like this. Be good, don’t cry.”
The man’s deep, hoarse voice rang in his ear, seeming to carry a hint of coaxing.
Shen Chuyan sobbed, “You won’t even touch me; that just means you have no interest in me! You just don’t like me anymore!”
“No!”
Ji Songting hurriedly denied it, a trace of panic seeping into his voice. Getting a headache from the crying, he rubbed his brow and said:
“I’ve been too tired these past few days, I really have no mood to do that kind of thing with you. Furthermore, I haven’t divorced Jian An yet; sleeping with you so rashly would be irresponsible to you.”
The youth stared straight into his eyes and said:
“If not, then why are you unwilling to accept me? Besides, you said you’d marry me, so of course I’m willing to give myself to you. As long as you love me, anything is fine!”
Ji Songting shook his head and emphasized again, “No, it’s too fast. I’m not ready yet.”
Shen Chuyan clearly didn’t believe his answer. Raising a hand to wipe the tears from his cheeks, he remained brooding over the previous sentence, and then voiced the question in his heart:
“Did you hear someone slandering me? Did someone say bad things about me to you? But you’ve always believed in me… What exactly is wrong with you today?”
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