The Big Devil vs. the Dark Villain

Nan Zhiyi seemed to understand and seemed to compromise. She slowly withdrew from him, stood up staggeringly, and walked towards the door.

It wasn't until the door creaked shut that Ling Siye came to his senses.

Nan Zhiyi leaned against the door with her back, her voice indifferent and low, restrained to the extreme.

"I will never bother you again. I won't pick on you on purpose. Congratulations, you are free."

After he closed the door of the private room, he heard footsteps fading away from outside.

Ling Siye stared at the closed door in a daze, tears falling silently.

Isn't this what you're pursuing?

Now that you are free, you should be happy, right?

But why do I feel so empty and broken inside, as if something important has been lost, and it hurts so much that I can hardly breathe.

Could it be that dependence has become a habit and this is a withdrawal reaction?

He couldn't figure it out, so he could only instinctively open bottle after bottle of wine and drink it down, thinking that maybe when he got drunk he wouldn't have to think about it anymore, and he wouldn't feel the pain anymore.

"Zijin, I like you so much."

"Zijin, I don't think I like you anymore."

"Zijin, what should I do if I seem to like someone else?"

"Ayi, I was wrong, please don't leave me, okay?"

The drunk Ling Siye twisted in Nan Zhiyi's arms.

He looked at the familiar yet unfamiliar face with blurry eyes, his face flushed, and muttered to himself.

Sometimes she rubbed him affectionately, and sometimes she struggled and pushed him away.

When Nan Zhiyi heard his words, her eyes darkened and she paused for a moment, then quickened her pace and walked towards the car at a steady pace.

He looked indifferently at the person who was seated in the passenger seat and was mumbling unconsciously, curled his lips into a smile, and slowly started the car.

The fun is about to begin!

After arriving home, he quickly ripped off both of their clothes, put him in a bathtub filled with cold water, and then approached him.

Perhaps it was because the water was too cold or perhaps his actions were too rough, Ling Siye woke up for a moment.

Looking at the handsome and evil face pressing towards him, smelling the familiar scent of iris orchid, his lips were bitten lightly.

The kiss from the other side was so fierce that it seemed to rob him of his breath in an instant. He endured it with an unstable breath, his whole body felt hot and weak, and his reason was pulled wildly.

No, I like Zijin.

No.

You can't do this.

However, he was not as strong as the person in front of him, and after being infected by lust, it was just like being tickled, and he looked like he was reluctant to accept it.

He was so anxious that tears came out of his eyes and he begged for mercy in a broken voice.

"Ayi...please...no...don't."

"Okay."

Nan Zhiyi's eyes became darker. His dark blue eyes and devilish face made him look like an evil demon in the dark night, captivating people and luring them towards hell.

He supported himself with one hand in the bathtub next to Ling Siye's ear and slowly stood up, released the hands that were trapping his hands, and pulled the bath towel over to wrap him up.

Just as he said, he quickly cleaned him up, picked him up, wiped him clean, stuffed him into the newly made warm and comfortable bed, and left.

He acted so gentlemanly throughout the whole process that it made people doubt whether the kiss in the bathroom was just a beautiful dream.

Nan Zhiyi came to the next room, stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, opened the curtains, and bit her special mint candy.

With the corners of his mouth slightly raised and his eyes bright, he looked at the moon hanging high in the night sky outside the window. Surprisingly, he was in a good mood.

The Star Beast flew out of the space tremblingly and looked at him in confusion.

"Master, why aren't you angry or furious? Why aren't you forcing sex like them?"

"Why are you angry? He loves me, that's beyond doubt and it will never change.

The more he struggles in the early stages, the more he will regret it in the later stages, and then he will be more obedient and listen to me more.

I don't like to force others, I prefer to watch the prey willingly walk into my trap. "

Nan Zhiyi said as he crushed the mint candy a few times and swallowed it. His mind instantly became clear and a hint of evil amusement flashed across his eyes.

"It's getting late, let's go to bed."

If you dare to use me as a substitute, you will have to pay a price, right?

And there is Cen Zijin Bai Yueguang, I should also go meet him.

The next morning.

Ling Siye just sat up and woke up. He felt dizzy from a hangover and countless fragments of memories flashed through his mind.

He took the sobering soup from the bedside and drank it in a panic.

"I was drunk last night, so I hope you don't take what I said seriously."

"Which one do you mean?"

Nan Zhiyi's almond-shaped eyes were slightly raised, and she folded her arms, leaning lazily against the white door frame. She was wearing a white shirt and long straight black suit pants.

Just like the first time we met.

"I only know that the truth comes out when I'm drunk."

"Okay, now that you're awake, pack up and leave. I don't want to support anyone else here."

After saying that, he turned around and left.

Ling Siye looked at him turning around so swiftly and wanted to say something.

I regret it. I want to be your male lover. Is that okay?

But as a domineering boss, even though he was down and out, he couldn't open his mouth and say such shameless things.

He could only punch his own legs in anger.

Cen Zijin, male, 24 years old, graduated from the Department of Music of Sino-American University, his representative works include "By the Seine" and "Moonlight". (Edited, don't compare with reality.)

He is an excellent musician, especially good at piano.

The first song of the debut is "Banks of the Seine", a piano piece. The initial style is long and quiet, with rapid changes, which brings people's thoughts to the charming banks of the Seine and watches the ups and downs of life.

"Moonlight", violin, the music is light and cheerful.

It depicts a worker who is tired after a day's work, and returns home with gifts for his loved one with excitement and joy.

A heartwarming scene of his lover preparing dinner and waiting for him to return.

It seems that he has someone he likes.

Nan Zhiyi sat at her desk, looking at Cen Zijin's information, listening to his masterpiece, and thinking.

Just like his skills, he also has a very high appearance. The simple white T-shirt on him gives people a feeling of being a dignified gentleman, gentle as jade.

Even a photo, just one glance, can make people feel good about it.

"He is the pianist you invited for this event?"

Nan Zhiyi turned his chair and looked at the secretary Dong Rui who had just entered the room. He put the documents on the table and handed them to him.

She supported herself lazily with her hands and looked at him seriously.

"Yes, Mr. Nan. He is the most promising new musician in the Chinese music scene.

If he could attend the Starshine dinner, it would definitely light up the atmosphere of the venue very quickly.”

“Okay, I always trust you to do things, let’s go with him.

But before the dinner started, I wanted to meet him.

After all, we look somewhat similar, and there will definitely be media hype about it, so we need to work together to answer.”

"Okay, President Nan, I'll arrange it right away."

After saying that, Dong Rui took the signed document and went downstairs.

It seems that things are more interesting than I thought!