Chapter 45 Transparent Bottle
After staring at his face for a while, Li Qi silently got out of the car, opened the passenger door, bent down, and carried him upstairs.
“Are you feeling sorry for her?”
“That’s why you didn’t let me interfere, right?”
Li Qi whispered, his fingertips tightening slightly on Chen Jiamu’s legs.
Li Qi thought there wouldn’t be anyone around, but as they entered the building, they saw an elderly woman standing by the elevator.
The old woman’s hair was graying, but her posture was straight, and she was wearing a magenta cheongsam, clearly a free-spirited soul unconstrained by worldly norms.
Seeing him carrying Chen Jiamu, she thought he was drunk, “Oh, drunk?”
“You should drink less. Young people shouldn’t drink so much.”
“Which floor are you going to, young man?”
The old woman was quite talkative. Li Qi glanced at her and mumbled, “Third floor.”
“I see you’re having trouble. Let me help you.”
Saying this, she pressed the button for the third floor. Stepping into the elevator, the old woman suddenly turned her head, curiously studying Li Qi, “Young man, are you new here?”
“The young man you’re carrying looks familiar. Isn’t he the one who was walking in the park with a young lady? Why is he so drunk today?”
Hearing something about Chen Jiamu, Li Qi’s guard lowered somewhat, “He…”
“He’s heartbroken, right!”
“What’s so scary about heartbreak? He’s so handsome, he can find any girl he wants. Why would he cling to a crooked tree?”
“Young people have a long way to go. Don’t let the current obstacles stop you.”
The old woman gave him heartfelt advice, thinking Chen Jiamu was drunk because of heartbreak. When Li Qi heard that he and Zhang Xin had been walking in the park together, a tightness constricted his chest.
With a “ding,” the elevator doors opened, and they arrived at the third floor.
“Thank you, Madam.”
Li Qi nodded deeply at her, his eyes darkening, a lump in his throat making him feel incredibly bitter.
“Young people are so impulsive; I haven’t finished talking yet.”
“Once you get past this hurdle, there will be more obstacles.”
Li Qi left quickly; the old woman hadn’t finished speaking when he opened the door and went inside.
Opening the door, Little Seven meowed happily and ran towards him. Li Qi turned on the lights and went straight to the bedroom.
Carefully placing him on the bed, Li Qi sat beside him and looked at his face for a long time. Reaching out, he gently pinched his cheek, “When will you only look at me?”
“Like four years ago, only chasing after me.”
“Instead of now, eating with me and still thinking about others…”
Li Qi was actually jealous; he was jealous that Zhang Xin had a place in Chen Jiamu’s heart. Even if it was only resentment, he still felt sorry for her, he was still soft-hearted towards Zhang Xin…
“If only you only had me.”
“That way…you would completely belong to me.”
“We could raise cats together, plant flowers together, watch sunsets together…”
Thinking of this future, Li Qi leaned down and lightly kissed his lips. Then he took a small, transparent bottle from his pocket, his expression full of conflict…
Perhaps it was possessiveness, but Li Qi hated that Chen Jiamu had others in his heart.
Taking a deep breath, Li Qi opened the small bottle, went to the living room, poured a glass of water, and added a drop or two.
Then he gently lifted Chen Jiamu and fed him the water bit by bit, “Jiamu, drink some water before you sleep.”
Chen Jiamu subconsciously swallowed the water, hearing Li Qi’s voice vaguely in his ears.
“Mm…mm.”
Chen Jiamu wasn’t entirely unconscious; his consciousness was just weak, so he didn’t know what was happening. Only drowsiness filled his mind.
Seeing him drink, Li Qi carefully laid him down, placing the cup aside, quietly watching Chen Jiamu on the bed.
About a few minutes later, Chen Jiamu’s face started to turn red, and he began to move restlessly in bed, his hands aimlessly tugging at his clothes.
“Hot…”
“So hot…”
Seeing this, Li Qi smirked, took off his shoes and socks, and pushed him onto the bed. Removing his own shoes, socks, and clothes, keeping only his underwear, he sat on the bed straddling him, taking his hands. “Jiamu, you’re hot, right?”
“Let me help you take them off.”
“Okay…”
Getting the desired response, Li Qi slowly unzipped Chen Jiamu’s jacket, until he was shirtless.
His fair skin, slender waist, even those two “red beans” were testing Li Qi’s self-control.
Li Qi leaned down, his forehead against Chen Jiamu’s, feeling his burning body temperature.
“Jiamu…”
“Jiamu…”
Li Qi’s two calls were tender and affectionate, his voice filled with longing for Chen Jiamu.
Kisses began to fall, from his forehead to his nose, then to his long-awaited lips…
Li Qi lifted Chen Jiamu’s neck with one hand, forcing him to lift his chin, slowly kissing his lips, tracing their shape with his tongue.
Gently prying open his tightly closed lips, he gently explored the mystery within.
Chen Jiamu felt like he was on fire, incredibly hot. As Li Qi leaned in, the cool touch made him let out a sigh.
Li Qi took this opportunity to further explore…
The heat subsided, replaced by emptiness, and the teasing on his lips caused Chen Jiamu to unconsciously respond.
Desire surged, Chen Jiamu thought he was dreaming, a dream where he was indulging his desires.
But when he tried to raise his hand, he found he had no strength, only allowing the person on top of him to freely touch him…
“Mmm…”
The stimulation of his “red beans” being kissed made him gasp. Li Qi glanced at him, paused, and covered his eyes.
It was desire, but also love…
Li Qi didn’t want Chen Jiamu to see him in such a lowly state. Looking around the bed, he spotted a black garbage bag on the headboard, and after a moment’s thought, he grabbed it and covered Chen Jiamu’s eyes.
“Hot…”
“So hot…”
With his eyes covered, Chen Jiamu weakly shook his head, but didn’t shake it off.
“Don’t be afraid, it will be cool soon.”
Li Qi tied the garbage bag, lowering his head to kiss his slightly parted lips, inviting him to sink into the depths with him…
Removing his only remaining garment, Li Qi paused before lowering his body, looking at Chen Jiamu, whose face was flushed, his mouth letting out soft moans.
Sighing softly, he leaned down…
_________________________
Recommended Reads
![Accidentally Turned a Tragic Romance Plotline into a Sweet and Pampering One [Transmigration]](https://beereads.space/wp-content/uploads/2025/02/ACCIDENTALLY.png)
