KC | Chapter 75

Lin Yiran took his DSLR camera and went to the ancient city to sketch and gather material, while Chen Xi used his MacBook to grunt through writing the meeting minutes. Unknowingly, the sun had shifted west and it was almost three in the afternoon. After Chen Xi finished the meeting minutes, he went on to do the Shining data report. Today was Friday, so he did not have to write the weekly report, but what he had promised the client had to be done.

After Lin Yiran came back, he sat by the tree and had not made a sound the whole time. Chen Xi’s stomach was so hungry it kept growling. He closed the MacBook and asked, “What are we eating?”

Lin Yiran was fiddling with the photos in the DSLR and did not speak. Chen Xi came over and shoved him, almost pushing him flat onto the ground.

“I’ve only got one breath left now, I’m purely talking to you by willpower, I really don’t know how to care about people.” Lin Yiran’s lips had gone pale from hunger, and he held out his arm for Chen Xi to support him.

Chen Xi did not have much strength either. He grabbed his arm and hauled him up. Lin Yiran deliberately leaned against him, pressing most of his body weight onto him. “It’s mealtime, walk west, and let’s eat something good.”

The thing on his shoulder was dead heavy. Chen Xi moved forward under the load, every step difficult, like he was leading a donkey.

The restaurant was an elegant two-story building. Lin Yiran gave the front desk a private room number, and went upstairs with Chen Xi.

Private room?

The first thing Chen Xi thought of was something risqué, but in the next moment he was so hungry he could not even straighten up.

Food and sex were human nature, but without bread how could one dance?

They should eat first. Nothing could stop his longing for rice and white flour.

The private room was not big, with a carved rosewood table for four by the window.

There was a window in this room? Chen Xi immediately became uneasy.

He thought that the old bastard could not hold back anymore and wanted to do it in the restaurant. He was a little excited and also a little embarrassed.

“Li, Brother Lin, can we go home and do it tonight instead? The geographical conditions are making me very nervous.”

Lin Yiran knocked his little head and said helplessly, “Didn’t I just say it, we were going to have a drink with Brother Zhang. How does your goldfish brain only hold this little bit of stuff all day?”

Chen Xi gave an “oh,” and thought to himself: You’re even dirtier and more indecent, what are you pretending to be so proper for with me.

At 15:00 the restaurant served the dishes, and at 15:10 Zhang Yousheng pushed the door open and came in.

Chen Xi once again admired Lin Yiran’s time management.

People in the system had to know how to avoid suspicion. Zhang Yousheng had not said a single word just now, and now he came back around from behind.

Zhang Yousheng laughed out loud and said, “I was wondering why you insisted on coming here. Turns out it was Xiao Yang who caused trouble for you.”

“Ah, mainly it was to bring Chen Xi here and walk through the motions.” Lin Yiran motioned for Chen Xi to pour the wine.

Chen Xi obediently filled Zhang Yousheng’s glass, poured one for himself too, and was just about to pour for Lin Yiran when Lin Yiran pulled his cup back and refused, saying, “I’m driving, I’m not drinking. You just keep Brother Zhang company.”

Cups clinked and crossed. Chen Xi steeled himself and drank a dozen mugs of fresh beer. His eyes turned red, and afraid of losing control and saying the wrong thing, he did not dare drink anymore. Quietly under the table, he grabbed Lin Yiran’s hand for help.

Lin Yiran blocked Zhang Yousheng’s wine glass and smiled faintly. “Brother Zhang, Chen Xi can’t drink much. If you have not had enough, next time we’ll change places and drink.”

“Ah, I still have to go back and clock in later, so it’s just right that I can’t drink too much either.” Zhang Yousheng patted his beer belly, and the way he said it was not convincing at all.

After drinking, Chen Xi’s skin flushed red. He unconsciously leaned toward Lin Yiran. People without a sense of security always wanted to find something to rely on when they were not fully clear-headed. Lin Yiran did not avoid it either. He asked the waiter for a bottle of Kaifei, opened the cap, and handed it to him. People in the system were all sharp operators, and their skill at reading expressions was first-rate. Zhang Yousheng had mixed in official circles for many years, so he did not find it strange at all. He picked up two peanuts, filled his own glass, and drank slowly.

“That pretty boy we ate with last time, he keeps sending me WeChat messages, asking when I’m free. How should I reply, huh?”

Lin Yiran夹 a slice of sauced beef, his expression indifferent. “Leave him on read.”

Chen Xi vaguely realized they were talking about Shen Yuesheng.

They were colluding and using cultural tourism resources to keep Shen Yuesheng hanging. It seemed that Brother Lin’s relationship with Director Zhang was not ordinary. A relationship that solid could not have been built in just a few years. How did Brother Lin get to know Director Zhang?

Chen Xi felt that his understanding of Lin Yiran was not enough.

He thought, time was still long, there would always be a chance to understand later.

The three of them ate until 16:50, and Zhang Yousheng went back to the office right on the dot to clock in. Lin Yiran dragged Chen Xi into the car and drove home.

A little drinking made for pleasure, too much drinking hurt the body. Three to five bottles of beer was just right, a little tipsy but not drunk, and that mildly buzzed state was the best for doing things people liked to do.

This time Chen Xi had not been caught in the rain, and it was also the weekend. It could be said to be the right time and place. A moment of spring night was worth a thousand gold, how could it be wasted on the road.

The Cadillac flew down the highway. The driver raced the sun, chasing the sunset as he charged into the distant horizon, with quite the spirit of Kua Fu chasing the sun. Navigation kept reminding them they were speeding, and Lin Yiran had no choice but to slow down in the latter half of the interval speed check.

Chen Xi leaned sideways and collapsed in the front passenger seat, looking as if he had fallen asleep, very obedient and very cute. Lin Yiran drove with one hand and pulled a blanket from the storage box to cover him.

A little over an hour in the car was just enough for a nap after drinking. After Lin Yiran parked the car, he called for Chen Xi. Chen Xi half-awoke in a daze, humming a soft, babyish nasal sound. “Brother Lin.”

Heavens, how could he be this cute, the heart filled with yellow trash was instantly melted by the adorable sight.

“Be good, get up, sleep after we get home.” Lin Yiran bit Chen Xi’s cheek and coaxed him in a low voice. “Or do you want to do it here?”

Chen Xi punched him, with not much force, soft and limp, more like he was acting spoiled than resisting. After drinking he did not think before speaking, and Chen Xi blurted out, “Your technique is damn lousy, and you still always want to play fancy tricks.”

Lin Yiran: …

The boss who was disliked turned his face faster than flipping a page, and immediately snapped back, “Stop dawdling, get out of the car now.”

He could not understand human speech, he had to solve the problem with violence.

“Mm.” Chen Xi drooped his head, opened the car door and stretched out his paw, then stood up only to sit back down again, deliberately saying, “I drank too much and can’t get up, Brother Lin, carry me.”

“I’m really服了 you.” Lin Yiran had a clear understanding of his own arm strength. 70KG was his limit, carrying Chen Xi should not be a problem, but on the condition that he did not move around.

A drunk person was heavier than a dead pig. Chen Xi did not properly wrap his arms around his neck, and instead kept getting touchy everywhere. Lin Yiran was afraid of pulling his waist, and as soon as they entered the elevator lobby he dumped the person onto the floor.

Chen Xi: …

“You just threw me on the floor and left me alone like this?” Chen Xi tilted his neck in protest.

“Mm, I was carrying a sack of rice home. Once I got into the elevator, I’d still be thrown on the floor. Though I could have kept carrying it the whole time, it felt like the one carrying the rice in the elevator was a dumbass. Anyway, I’ve never seen anyone keep carrying rice in the elevator.” Lin Yiran chose a metaphor that was both appropriate and inappropriate, with clear logic and a forceful tone.

Chen Xi rolled his eyes hard at him and stretched out his paw. “If you can’t carry me, you should’ve said so earlier. You make it look like I’m bullying an old person. Help me up, I’ll walk myself, no need for you to carry me, I’m afraid you’ll strain your back and then stage a scam to ask me for medical expenses.”

When the elevator doors opened, Lin Yiran grabbed Chen Xi by the arm, lifted him up like he was holding a rabbit, scanned his fingerprint, opened the door, and pushed him into the room.

“Hey!” Chen Xi was pushed onto the floor, sprawled out in all directions, frowning as he complained, “I drank like this just because I was blocking the drinks for you. You don’t know how to appreciate it and you still can’t be a little gentler to me?”

“I can help you take off your pants, but I can’t help you take off your shoes!” Lin Yiran did not indulge any of his bad habits at all.

Chen Xi took his shoes off slowly. After going into the room, he suddenly charged forward and directly sent Lin Yiran crashing onto the sofa.

“You’re pretty strong, kid, just like a deep-water bomb.”

Lin Yiran sank into the sofa, with Chen Xi pressing on top of him. Chen Xi said aggressively, “Where did you learn that filthy language!”

“Ha, you understand this?” Lin Yiran’s palm rested on Chen Xi’s waist.

The narrow waist and abdomen curved inward, while the full, plump butt lifted upward. Chen Xi slid on Lin Yiran’s thigh twice, then rubbed his butt tip against his arm.

Lin Yiran slapped Chen Xi’s butt hard and cursed in a low voice, “Little slut.”

“What are you saying.” In the matter of seducing people, Chen Xi seemed to have a lot of talent. With his forehead pressed against Lin Yiran’s nose tip, the words he said seemed like breath being blown out, “You’ve even got me hard just from cursing me.”

“Baby, though I really want to right now, can you go take a shower first?” Lin Yiran bit the tip of his nose.

Chen Xi squirmed on top of him and slowly crawled up, undoing the buttons of his shirt one by one right in front of him. Although he was thin, his frame was even, his waist was flexible. Compared to a woman’s body, there was a bit more muscle, thin but not bony, alluring but not wanton.

The shirt slid down. Chen Xi caught Lin Yiran’s hand and helped himself unbuckle his belt.

With a clunk, the belt buckle fell to the floor, followed by the suit pants.

Gray boxer briefs bulged out, strong and lean thighs, slender and smooth calves, gray socks on his feet…

Chen Xi’s eyes were hot and open, clear and lingering, like a demon born with the setting sun, noble and enchanting.

Lin Yiran rejected men, but he desperately and urgently wanted Chen Xi.

Chen Xi smiled. “Weren’t you supposed to be straight?”

Lin Yiran: “If I weren’t straight, how would I fuck you?”

Straight can mean “not bent,” and straight can also mean “hard.”

Chinese culture was broad and profound.

Lin Yiran’s voice carried a husky note. “Hurry and go take a shower.”

Chen Xi unbuttoned his shirt and said slyly, “Together.”

Water streamed down over his head. Lin Yiran stroked the lips that had turned rosy from the alcohol, and a dark glint flashed across his eyes.

Their bodies overlapped, accompanied by lingering kisses and heavy breathing. The two of them, who were normally out of sync, were surprisingly in perfect agreement when it came to matters of sex.

They longed for each other’s touch, like positive and negative poles of a magnet, drawing close, fitting together, connecting.

Chen Xi’s back curved along the line of his spine. The shoulder and neck area stood out clearly. His overly thin body only had his butt full like a peach, round and delicate and smooth, his waist soft and slender, curves fully visible, with a red mole at the crease of his thigh, stirring the heart and mind.

Lin Yiran kissed the red mole at his waist, unable to let go of that exquisite jade body. The deep-set eyes that had been shrouded in haze all year long were now blazing bright in his eyes, as if fire was burning there, stripping away all the skin and exposing the most real desire.

The body wash gave off a seductive fragrance. This smell seemed to be overflowing from Lin Yiran’s own body. Chen Xi had smelled it many times in the past few days, and it was very familiar.

“Your body wash, is it some kind of obedient-water drug, why do I always get so fired up when I smell it?” Chen Xi looped his arms around Lin Yiran’s neck, hovering between closeness and distance.

“You know about deep-water bombs and you even know about obedient-water drugs, you know quite a lot.” Lin Yiran felt around on the storage rack for a bottle of lubricant, and gave Chen Xi’s words right back to him intact. “Although you want to play fancy tricks, my technique is lousy.”

…

Chen Xi frowned.

Lin Yiran lifted one of his legs and placed it on the edge of the bathtub.

“If you can’t take it later, then cry. I really like watching you cry.”

Author’s note:

Reported, revised to 500 characters