KC | Chapter 89

A whole week of thinking about it, Chen Xi finally got to eat squirrel-shaped mandarin fish. He held the bowl and ate big mouthfuls, almost wanting to eat even the fish bones.

It was sour, sweet, fragrant, and crispy, so delicious, so delicious, really delicious (*^▽^*)

“Brother Lin, your cooking is really tasty, I like it so much.”

Lin Yiran smiled and said, “According to your logic, whoever cooks well, you like whoever?”

“No, I just like you!”

“Oh, how much do you like me?”

Chen Xi lifted the tips of his toes twice, a little embarrassed, but since Lin Yiran wanted to hear it, he said it.

“Brother Lin, I liked you the first time I saw you. Two years ago, I saw you smoking on the 19th floor, and when I went home that night, I dreamed about you. After that, I saved your work photo from Enterprise WeChat to my phone. When I couldn’t sleep in the middle of the night, I would pull up the photo and get you all over my face.”

Lin Yiran: … You really are getting more and more shameless.

Chen Xi licked his lips and tested, “How about, you let me…”

Lin Yiran: “You had been erotically imagining me for several years with my photo, how do you have the face to call me shameless?”

Chen Xi: …

Lin Yiran never did anything he wasn’t sure of winning. He was used to controlling things, controlling himself, controlling the client, controlling Chen Xi. It was precisely because he had known Chen Xi’s feelings early on and judged that Chen Xi would definitely like him that he had dared to confess.

But knowing it in private and hearing Chen Xi say it out loud with his own ears were two things that could not be compared. It was like reading science fiction novels versus watching science fiction movies, only by being there in person could one feel the real meaning.

Last time, when he heard Chen Xi say, “I dreamed about him for many years,” he hadn’t gone on to dismantle the logic because he was afraid of pushing him too hard, but now the refined scoundrel had not been fully satisfied for two consecutive days, and he was clinging to this topic and refusing to let it go, just wanting to have a big feast to ease his craving.

Lin Yiran scooped a spoonful of vegetable mixed soup and drank it slowly, sorting out the logic along the timeline. “When I let you come to KA, you must have been so happy you were about to die, but you still put on a helpless face. Were you acting for me?”

Chen Xi: I wanted to flirt, but got pushed back instead, what do I do when my boyfriend’s logical thinking is too strong?

“The first time I finished you, I even felt pretty guilty. Now that I think about it, you must have liked it to death.”

“I didn’t…” Chen Xi had just wanted to retort, when Lin Yiran cut him off.

“Every time I passed your workstation, were you secretly looking at me? You secretly leered at me in Lanhai, and when I talked to you, you acted reserved; when I confessed, you deliberately left me hanging, making me chase after you and throw myself at you. When I went too hard, you would cry, and after crying, you would use little ambiguous tricks to hook me. You little pervert, all sweet on the outside and rotten on the inside.”

Chen Xi: Help, I’m about to get so angry I react o(╥﹏╥)o

Lin Yiran licked the remaining soup on his lips, and rather than licking it off, it was more like he was smearing it across his lips, “You approached me with the excuse of an unfavorable negotiation. In the daytime, when I drank water, you kept staring at my lips; at night, when there was no one at the company, you deliberately showed the edge of your underwear; when we rode a kayak at Glacier Gorge, you held my hand for so long and wouldn’t let go… You like me so much, but you still kept me hanging and on edge, really…”

“Really what?”

“Really too much in need of getting fucked.”

Little Chen: w(Д)w

Chen Xi covered his face: … Brother, can you have a little more promise?

At first, because he liked Lin Yiran too much, Chen Xi was careful in everything, even speaking would make him nervous; after they got together, because the two of them had such large differences in status, age, and social circles, he often felt gain and loss, and just like Lin Yiran said, Chen Xi mostly accepted being cared for passively; now, Chen Xi felt that the root of maintaining the relationship was becoming as excellent as Lin Yiran, and that compared with passively accepting, he preferred actively giving.

Rather than being exposed for the hidden feelings, it was better to be a little more honest than fidgety.

Chen Xi’s tone was frivolous: “Come fuck me then.”

Lin Yiran grabbed his open collar and leaned close, and Chen Xi wrapped his arms around his neck.

“What dirty words are you saying, so rough, not cute at all.” The refined scoundrel was good at biting back and was used to throwing dirt at his opponent and reversing right and wrong.

Chen Xi nudged the fire rod with his knee and kept adding fuel to the fire: “What are you pretending for, you’re the one who says it the most.”

“You didn’t just say me, you even dragged my relatives into it, you really said more than I did.”

The Gucci belt fell to the floor.

“Do you know how to write this character?”

Pants fell to the floor.

Chen Xi was made so horny that he didn’t want to think, he only wanted to exercise.

“Illiterate, how scary. I’ll teach you, you have to remember it well.”

“Enter flesh.”

“It indicates an action, and it can also indicate a state.”

Little Chen: ε＝ε＝ε＝(#>д

“Can you do it or not, hurry up, no one is stopping you!” Chen Xi reached out to pull at Lin Yiran’s pants, and was caught by the hand.

Lin Yiran chuckled, “I just came back from a run and took a shower, you haven’t yet.”

“We haven’t even finished eating, and you already want to get me all over your face. So dirty, so filthy. Wash the dishes first, then wash yourself. If you don’t wash thoroughly, I won’t do you.”

“You little pervert, illiterate and unhygienic.”

Little Chen was scolded until he was almost spitting, and Chen Xi ran into the bathroom pattering along. Lin Yiran added, “If you dare do it secretly, I won’t do you again.”

“Wuwu, Brother Lin, I feel awful, help me.”

Lin Yiran got up and walked toward the bathroom. Passing the bulging briefcase, he crouched down and pulled it open out of curiosity.

Lin Yiran: …

It had to be said, in terms of seducing people, you really were self-taught.

“Hold it in.”

Chen Xi could be a well-behaved little rabbit, but the stubbornness in his bones would not yield to anyone. Whether facing a key client throwing cold sarcasm at him, or Lin Yiran’s coercion and inducement, Chen Xi had never given up his principles and bottom line. This stubbornness was restraint in adversity, and personality in smooth times. It kept him from drifting with the tide and let him stay true to himself.

He had come to Lanhai for Lin Yiran, because Lin Yiran had worked in sales for three years. He had chased after Lin Yiran’s back, wanting that one day he could stand shoulder to shoulder with him on the mountaintop.

Chen Xi wanted Lin Yiran from the bottom of his bones.

Even if his built-in moral understanding told him that doing this was going too far, Chen Xi liked seeing Lin Yiran lose control for him, and was willing to satisfy Lin Yiran’s desire.

If he liked it, then what if it was too far?

Lin Yiran dumped the little toys all over the floor, his eyes dark and deep. After only a moment, he put them back neatly into the briefcase.

The surging desire wanted to snatch and destroy fiercely, but he wanted even more to watch him willingly walk into the trap, put on the shackles, kneel on the ground, and submit to him.

High-pressure work needed an outlet. Some people boxed to vent through aggression, some overeating people vented through appetite, some excessive consumers vented through shopping desire, and some wallowed in wine and sex to vent through sexual desire. If it was suppressed all the time without release, it would easily lead to nervous diseases like depression, insomnia, and schizophrenia; if the way of venting was wrong, it would break the law.

Lin Yiran did not want to break the law, did not want mental illness, and did not want to eat himself into a fat guy, so he could only relieve stress through exercise and sex. Before, compared to sex, the stress-relief method he liked more was exercise, because the state of exhaustion after exercise could temporarily empty the brain, while after paying for sex, it would only increase his disgust toward himself. Now, compared to exercise, he liked Chen Xi more.

The sex he wanted could only be given by Chen Xi.

The bathroom door opened. A pair of fair little forearms waved twice, and he stepped out with a leg as high as the door handle, long, straight, and slender, but not white, because it was wrapped in black stockings.

A pink little face, rabbit-ear hair clips pinned behind his ears, formed a sharp contrast with the black, swimsuit-like tight outfit. His chest was not as full as a woman’s, but his waist was even thinner than a woman’s.

The copper bell at his neck made a “dingling” sound with each step. The sexy and cute bunny maid pulled Lin Yiran’s hand downward, to the open-crotch pants.

Lin Yiran: “So slutty.”

Chen Xi: “Then do you like it?”

Lin Yiran kissed the hollow of his neck, unable to control his desire to abuse him, unable to let go of the young body, the fierce invasion accompanied by heavy breathing.

The refined scoundrel was rarely this honest: “Like it.”

“I like you a lot.”

Chen Xi straddled him, the long eyelashes on his face dyed with mist. The dining chair made a “creak, creak” cry, as if unable to bear the load.

Lin Yiran carried him back to the bedroom. Chen Xi leaned over him, and in the gaps between entangled lips and tongues, he spoke his love:

“I like the composure you have when working, I like how easy and skillful you are when negotiating, I like your rule-breaking weird ideas, and I like your body the most.”

“Before, I wasn’t trying to hook you. It was because I liked you too much, every time I talked to you I would get nervous. When you confessed to me, I was so excited I couldn’t say anything. You fell asleep, but I almost didn’t sleep all night. I wanted more of your liking, and I would work hard to chase after your pace, to become as much as possible the way you liked. I have seen all the good things Brother Lin has done for me, but I don’t know what you like. Maybe the only thing I can give right now is myself…”

“Brother Lin, I like you…”

He had hidden it for too long, and did not want to hide it anymore.

The liking he had suppressed for years, like a bursting flood, poured down. Those words that could not be spoken out loud made him wish he could say them all now, say them all dry.

After a round of rolling around, the rabbit-ear hair clip fell to the floor. Chen Xi picked it up and wanted to put it on Lin Yiran. Lin Yiran shook his head and swayed side to side, refusing to the death. Chen Xi used a sharp little burst of force to pin him down, and the eyes that had just cried instantly turned sharp.

“Put it on.”

Lin Yiran laughed in exasperation at him. “I told you to be tough with the client, what are you acting out with me for.”

Chen Xi gnawed and scratched at him, insisting on putting the hair clip on him no matter what. Lin Yiran was helpless. “Your aura isn’t enough, and even if you throw a tantrum, roll around, and beg with the client, it won’t work. Would Xu Dongxu give you a good face just because you squatted on him for half a month? Would Sun Xingshun become brothers with you just because he worked with you for a year?”

Chen Xi threw the hair clip away and said angrily, “Don’t talk work with me in bed, you’re really annoying!”

The beast that had only half eaten enough hooked the copper bell on his neck and pressed close to him, “Baby, don’t be angry. There are formulas for changing your aura with speech. Be good, I’ll teach you.”

The rabbit, bullied until his eyes were red, said unhappily, “Hurry up and say it, stop dragging it out!”

“You just need to say ‘name + request.’ For example: ‘Brother Xu, see you at Gulin tomorrow at ten,’ instead of ‘Brother Xu, what time is convenient tomorrow, I’ll come find you.'”

Chen Xi nodded and learned it on the spot: “Lin Yiran, get off now.”

Lin Yiran: …

Lin Yiran did not indulge his bad habit, and with force threw the hair clip toward the door, saying fiercely, “Chen Xi, I am vanilla-ing you.”

The good student Chen Xi braced against Lin Yiran’s shoulder and continued practicing the new skill: “Lin Yiran, C me.”

Chen Xi was a little short on stamina in the latter half. In order not to disappoint Lin Yiran, he came up with a crooked idea.

“Brother Lin, didn’t we agree before? If I’m on top, I move.” Chen Xi rubbed his swollen red eyes and kissed Lin Yiran’s cheek ingratiatingly.

Lin Yiran let go of the person in his arms, lay on the bed, lit a cigarette, and said faintly, “Come up.”

Chen Xi pressed against Lin Yiran’s shoulder. The bell at his neck made a crisp “ding ding dang dang” sound with his movements. Lin Yiran could not stand this slow, grinding pace and wanted to flip the person on top of him over, but was held down. Chen Xi groped around the edge of the bed and found a leather belt, muttering, “Behave yourself, I’ll tie you up!”

Lin Yiran cooperated and let him play. Just so happened that this damn Gucci had been cut off by him yesterday, and there wasn’t enough length to wrap around the wrist three times, so he could only wrap it twice. The belt hung loosely on the wrist, casual as a joke, with not the slightest sincerity in binding someone. The little rabbit on top was not quiet, pestering him in all sorts of ways.

Sweat dripped down from his forehead. Clearly he was not the one doing physical labor, but the taste of forcibly enduring the slow pace felt even more tiring than doing the work. The copper bell on Chen Xi’s neck brushed past the tip of Lin Yiran’s nose and swayed, the lace tube top lying across his chest, not covering what should have been covered at all.

Several times, Lin Yiran wanted to break free of the belt, but when he saw Chen Xi playing until the corners of his eyes were red, he held back. Maybe it was because he lacked stamina, Chen Xi was getting slower and slower. Lin Yiran gritted his teeth and said, “Can you hurry up?”

At this, Chen Xi sped up a little, but his movements were soft and weak. The veins on Lin Yiran’s forehead bulged, and he could not bear it any longer. He flipped over the little rabbit and lightly smacked his butt with the belt.

“Ow!”

“Go slower.”

“Don’t pull on my stockings, one pair is 10 yuan!”

Maybe it was because Chen Xi was dressed too nicely, or perhaps because Lin Yiran had been tied up for a bit too long, this round the two of them rarely synced up, and after it ended they held each other and fell asleep.

When Chen Xi woke again, it was already evening. The afterglow of the setting sun added softness to Lin Yiran’s sharply defined features. Chen Xi used his phone to take a picture of his sleeping face, and gently kissed his forehead.

Lin Yiran opened his eyes and closed them again. “Hungry?”

“A little.”

“Don’t feel like cooking. Is eating leftovers okay?”

“Mm-hmm!”

After dinner, Lin Yiran supervised Chen Xi washing the dishes, and Chen Xi looked unwilling from head to toe.

Lin Yiran stood behind him holding the briefcase with a half-smile, pretending to be surprised as he said, “Oh? What treasures are these?”

Chen Xi: !!!

Lin Yiran was very considerate in caring for his boyfriend’s emotions: “Baby, I know you didn’t buy enough. Next time don’t carry a briefcase, it can’t fit that many things. Let’s take a burlap sack, buy all the toys on the shelf and bring them home.”

Chen Xi punched him.

“Young people who just started working just aren’t stable. When they have money in their pockets, they want to buy everything乱. Just last week you were saying I gave you too much, and this week the money is all spent. Look at these things you bought, aren’t you ashamed, aren’t you embarrassed, you’re really perverted, really thirsty.”

Chen Xi was both angry and embarrassed, and just as he was about to curse back, a mouth restraint was stuffed into his mouth, leaving him unable to speak.

Lin Yiran transferred another 6,000 to him and kissed the little red face. “Last week was earning money by number of times, this week is earning money by playing tricks, you really researched your money-making strategy thoroughly.”

Considering that he had to work tomorrow, the money-making time tonight did not last very long, but the sleeping time was more than any day this week.

They both really liked this full, busy, sex-and-blessings-filled life now.