C4 Chapter 4

Panting, moaning, screaming — everything was strange, and only the pain in the body was proof that it was still alive.

He's falling because no one cares --

"You — are you called Qian Ye?" The man on top of him asked in his ear, his voice hoarse with desire, but he could not hide the indifference in his heart.

It was a silly pastime after desire had been temporarily satisfied.

What answered him was the sound of his body being smashed into smithereens. Even his breathing continued, and his legs that were already powerless were separated to the greatest extent. He hated this lustful posture of his.

But this was himself, the person he hated the most — himself!

Who is he? The mind is no longer able to think --

"Qian Ye..." the man seemed to be probing as he called out.

At that moment, Qian Ye woke up temporarily.

When he woke up, his mind was blank for a few seconds. The overhead light was dim, but it made him feel dazzling. Qian Ye moved his finger and knew that he wasn't lying on his bed.

Lying on the soft and smooth bed, with his fingertips touching the fabric, was a luxury. There was a faint aroma of coffee in the air, something he hadn't smelled in a long time.

Not his home, not the hospital. Qian Ye closed his sore eyes and continued lying down calmly.

Jin Shizhan had been in the room the whole time. He sat on the sofa not far from the bed. The huge black sofa allowed him to stretch his limbs at will and pose in any comfortable position he wanted.

It took him a long time to realize that where he was sitting now, he could clearly see, or observe, the man lying on his bed.

The man in white shirt and black suit pants had his eyes closed. Half of his long hair was scattered on the bed sheet, half covering his eyes, and his straight legs were slightly raised because of a sleeping movement, the curve of his butt was faintly discernible. At this moment, he also saw Qian Ye's slightly pained expression, an expression that he seemed to have seen a long time ago.

When they were making love — or perhaps it couldn't even be called making love — it was just letting it out, simply pulling in and shooting out. Qian Ye had also revealed this kind of expression before, it wasn't just pure pain. He wasn't even sure if he had ejaculated.

This was his relationship with Qian Ye, and it even sounded a bit shameful. But he was Jin Shizhan, so nothing was impossible for him. What he wanted, he would get. Except that one time, what he got was not what he wanted.

Jin Shizhan felt a bit of unhappiness in his heart, so he turned his head and continued to read the magazine. Until the person on the bed let out a soft moan.

Jin Shizhan raised his head and looked at Qian Ye. The latter moved slightly and then quieted down.

He sat up in bed without surprise, or looked around as if nothing had anything to do with him.

Knowing that he had woken up, Jin Shizhan frowned. This man was as quiet as usual, or rather, he was lifeless.

"You're awake?" he asked.

Qian Ye opened his eyes after the liquid in his eyes disappeared. The pain had disappeared, but his body was still cold. After saving a bit of strength, he slowly sat up and quickly glanced around where he had been staying. The luxurious decorations, the palace's smell, this was the style that he hated the most. After he was sure about this, he stopped looking at Jin Shizhan.

The two of them looked at each other expressionlessly.

Until Jin Shizhan showed a mocking smile and asked, "Should I take off all your clothes and lie down next to you naked?"

Qian Ye looked at him blandly and turned his gaze back. "There's no need."

"Even when you wake up and find yourself in a strange place, you never get scared?" Jin Shizhan did not express much towards his attitude.

Scared? The corner of Qian Ye's mouth raised into an almost invisible smile. A stranger was also much better than the person in front of him. He reached out to touch his abdomen. His body was still very cold, and he wanted to leave.

"What happened to your body?"

Jin Shizhan suddenly asked when he got off the bed.

Qian Ye didn't say anything as he searched for his shoes.

"I used to think that your round face was acceptable, but why are you so thin now that even a kiss could cause you to faint."

Qian Ye felt that it was really ironic for Jin Shizhan to say this out of the mouth of the "culprit".

Kissing? Let the dog gnaw the bone!

Jin Shizhan noticed his mocking expression. He put down the magazine, stood up and walked towards him.

"Or was my kiss too exciting for you?"

Standing in front of Qian Ye, Jin Shizhan said with a bit of conceit.

After putting on his shoes, he finally raised his head and looked at Jin Shizhan. He seemed to have thought about it seriously. Finally, he raised his eyebrows and said: "It's only so-so."

This was a blatant provocation towards men, so Jin Shizhan said: "Then let's do it again —" Then he lowered his head.

The man's tall and muscular body suddenly approached with a sense of oppression. At the critical moment, Qian Ye took a step back, "We aren't familiar enough to come and kiss, right?"

Jin Shizhan laughed. "I thought we were already very familiar with each other."

It was a clear hint, and they all understood.

Qian Ye didn't want to retort, but he still glared at Jin Shizhan. This glance made Jin Shizhan realize something.

The slightly grumbling feeling made the man's eyes sparkle with life.

Looking at Qian Ye, Jin Shizhan seemed to want to find something else in Qian Ye's face.

Qian Ye was not used to his gaze. He lowered his head and pushed his glasses habitually. When he raised his hand, he found that he wasn't wearing glasses at all.

"Are you looking for this?" Jin Shizhan took out Qian Ye's glasses from his shirt pocket, but instead of giving them back to him, he put them on. After putting it on, he realized that the amount of energy contained within it wasn't very high and normal people could withstand it.

The unruly man became gentle because of his glasses, but he still couldn't hide the beastly look in his eyes.

Qian Ye felt that the word "dressed like a beast" had been best interpreted at this moment.

"Do you want it?" The man smiled nastily.

Qian Ye resisted the urge to roll his eyes and ignored the person in front of him and walked towards the door. Compared to his glasses, he wanted to leave this place more.

Jin Shizhan didn't stop him. He watched Qian Ye walk to a door and open it without changing his expression. Then, he was stunned for a moment.

"Why?" Jin Shizhan asked with a smile, "Aren't we going to the toilet?"

Qian Ye didn't move. He stood on the spot and slowly closed the door.

Jin Shizhan slowly walked behind Qian Ye. He took off his glasses and put them on Qian Ye's nose. His actions were unbelievably gentle. Qian Ye raised his eyes and glanced at Jin Shizhan. When Jin Shizhan retracted his hand, his fingertip slid down the bridge of his nose in an ambiguous manner.

Finally, his finger stopped at Qian Ye's lips. He rubbed it with a little bit of force and felt the softness and dryness under his fingertip. It was like playing around, but also like flirting.

Qian Ye didn't know why such an action should be defined. He smelled the smoke on Jin Shizhan's fingertips. As a man, he didn't hate this smell, but that didn't mean he liked Jin Shizhan and his actions.

Therefore, when the man's finger was obscenely put into his mouth, Qian Ye bit down heavily!

There was no expression, no eyes, or even breathing. He just waited quietly for Jin Shizhan's next move.

Narrowing his eyes, many thoughts flashed through Jin Shizhan's mind. He grabbed Qian Ye's shoulder with both of his hands, effortlessly wrapping up his slender shoulders. He lowered his head and whispered to Qian Ye: "Don't you want to reminisce with me?"

Was the only past between them sexual?

Qian Ye's mouth twitched as his chest rose and fell slowly.

Without his response, Jin Shizhan seemed to be unwilling to give up. He stroked Qian Ye's ear with his lips, "You are very sensitive. As long as you are touched a few times, your waist will go soft. Your leg likes to grip my waist, and you will even subconsciously rub it against me …" Jin Shizhan used up all of his mental energy to search through his memories for anything related to Qian Ye, although it was very little.

"You like the backside position the most. When I put it in, you always hold onto the bed sheet tightly, and your waist is very straight …"

Heavens! He didn't even know that he remembered so much!

"Whenever I bite your back, you always shrink down --"

Jin Shizhan felt a sense of accomplishment as he felt Qian Ye's trembling hands.

"Do you like to bite your lip when you scream because you don't want me to know that you're enjoying yourself under me? "Or..." Qian Ye's earlobes turned red like flower petals. Jin Shizhan opened his mouth and tried to bite him, but was stopped by the collar. In the next second, Qian Ye's lips were pressed against his.

Ice cold.

Jin Shizhan frowned. Qian Ye had a lot of strength, and his neck was strangled to the point where it was hard for him to breathe. He opened his mouth subconsciously, and his hot and wet tongue drilled into his mouth without any restraint.

For a moment, Jin Shizhan felt that it was not real.

In the past, when they were at their most intense, the two of them had not taken the kiss.

Qian Ye's kiss turned out to be this flavor-- Jin Shizhan tasting the service delivered to his doorstep. He has no moral integrity.

Even though the man in front of her …

"Ugh!" Jin Shizhan was stunned as his body was instantly pushed down. He laid down on the ground, the thick carpet instantly heating up his skin. He didn't know where Qian Ye got the strength to knock him down, who was so much taller than him, down, but of course, his lack of resistance was one of the reasons.

Qian Ye spread his legs and sat on Jin Shizhan's body. This ambiguous position made Jin Shizhan frown, and the kiss continued. But not long after, Qian Ye let go of Jin Shizhan's lips, and stroked his neck, licking the tip of his tongue from time to time. His hands moved across Jin Shizhan's firm chest, as if worshipping him.

Jin Shizhan also got this kind of service quite often, but because the person at this moment was Qian Ye, he had a strange feeling in his heart.

Qian Ye's breathing was as light as a cat's. He sat up straight and backed off a little, then he moved his finger to Qian Ye's waist.

Jin Shizhan felt a warm current rushing out from that place, flowing to his limbs and head. He even felt the scar on Qian Ye's palm!

He did not know that this could increase his pleasure!

"Humph!" A sneer came out of the man's mouth. Jin Shizhan raised his head and saw that Qian Ye didn't have a trace of lust on his face, but also a mocking smile. Without his glasses, he could see that cold look more clearly.

This man had the cleanest expression when he did the most lustful and evil things.

"Aren't you going to be easily crushed by me?" Qian Ye said coldly. He glanced at the place that was covered by his underwear, got up from Jin Shizhan without any expression, picked up the glasses that fell to the side, and left without looking back.

This time he did not open the wrong door.

Jin Shizhan lay on the ground for a full minute. All he saw was Qian Ye's final sneer, full of contempt and ridicule, like a demon that had lured a human to commit a crime and then come back and mock a human being's stupidity.

Jin Shizhan sat up slowly and clenched his teeth, revealing an angry expression that he hadn't shown for a long time.

Damn Qian Ye!

The long night was endless. Qian Ye only used the time to leave the hotel to regret his actions. He shouldn't have provoked that man! He shouldn't even be able to appear in front of a man, or it could be said that they shouldn't even see each other again!

God, what kind of joke are you playing?

He walked slowly down the street. There was no bus and he didn't have the money to take a taxi. His wallet was in his jacket and it was left in the hotel lounge. Luckily, there wasn't much money in it. He trudged back to the pastry shop, glad that his keys were in his pants pocket. Just as he was about to take out his key to open the door, he suddenly felt someone approaching from behind.

There was a momentary panic --

"Ye —"

Not the voice, a sigh of relief. Qian Ye turned around and saw a tall, muscular man with very manly features. Qian Ye smiled, "Aa Qiang."

The man called Aa Qiang was very happy to see Qian Ye laughing, "I want to thank you for helping me, and then I will ask how is your work? Is there anything wrong with it? "

Qian Ye's gaze darkened a little, but he immediately recovered.

"Very good, your colleagues are all good."

"Is that so? But why did you come back so late? "

"Are you feeling better?" Qian Ye changed the topic.

At the mention of body, Aa Qiang's face blushed a little, but luckily, the lights didn't stop showing.

"I'm fine!" It's fine now, just a few pills! "Thank you …"

Qian Ye nodded and raised the corner of his mouth.

"It's late, let's go back and sleep!"

"Hm!" You should get some rest as well! "My mom made the glutinous rice ball, I'll give it to you tomorrow!" Aa Qiang left. After taking a few steps, he turned around and waved at Qian Ye.

Qian Ye waved back.

After entering, he went up to the second floor. There was only a room with a toilet and a small storage room. Qian Ye walked into the room, threw himself onto the bed and closed his eyes. Only now did he completely relax. The aches and pains throughout his body followed one after another.

I forgot to tell Aa Qiang that I left my coat in their hotel -- never mind, I'll tell him tomorrow -- I'm so tired!

Qian Ye turned over and laid on the bed. Then, he opened his eyes and looked towards the window. There was a window in the room, and outside the window was a tall tree. During the summer, the leaves would often grow into the room. Qian Ye liked to look out the window when it rained, sometimes not even saying a word until dawn.

After hesitating for a long time, Qian Ye got up and opened the drawer of the bedside table. He took out the phone that he hadn't used in a long time, which had a new number on it. Just a second later, the fuselage shook slightly and the screen turned blue. Staring at the screen without moving until it turned dark again, Qian Ye finally put down his phone and took a deep breath.

What the hell was he doing!?

Qian Ye, what are you doing!?