domineering man

During the rounds of greetings, red and white, Zhao Qian drank a lot, his cheeks were flushed, and he stood firmly on his feet. In fact, his mind had stagnated and he couldn't think.

The things he saw in front of him became more and more blurred. He knew that he was drunk and no longer tried to be brave, so he subconsciously searched for Yinsu in the crowd.

A cool hand held him.

The sluggish brain drove the limbs to be a little numb. He held the other party unsteadily, and said with his tongue out, "Honey, let's go home."

The other party did not speak, but led him forward.

The subconscious sense of trust made him have no resistance, and he didn't even open his eyes to take a good look at what was in front of him.

Until he fell on the big soft bed, the sudden dizziness brought him back to his senses for a moment.

It's just that the glued eyelids haven't opened yet, and he was pushed down again.

Someone is unbuttoning him.

In the haze, Zhao Qian felt a little happy in his heart. He thought, it was finally Yin Su's turn to take care of him.

But the hands didn't separate, and touched his chest along his neck.

Gradually, those cool hands touched the temperature of his body and gradually became hot.

Zhao Qian suddenly woke up.

No, Yinsu's hands are always cold.

Even if he sleeps overnight with his heart on his chest, the next day will only bring some warmth and coolness.

"Who are you!"

He propped himself up on the bed and looked at the man lying on top of him in shock.

Yin Su was talking to Zhou Sui who came to say hello, looking at the other party's clear eyes and hearty smile, he also naturally chatted with the other party.

However, he subconsciously looked for Zhao Qian.

After looking around, he didn't see anyone. He felt an uncomfortable feeling in his heart. Before he could look for it, a plump and charming woman walked towards him.

He didn't know the other party, he just felt that the other party was a good person.

"Mr. Yin, I've only seen you on TV, but I didn't expect you to be more charming in real life."

The other party's smile is sexy and generous. If it were a different man, I am afraid that his words would be offensive.

He nodded with a absent-minded smile, and said calmly, "Thank you..."

Zhao Qian was nowhere to be seen.

Zhou Sui couldn't help sighing when he saw the eyes of the woman in front of him almost hanging on Yin Su's body.

Sometimes looking too good-looking is not a good thing.

But Yin Su was different from other men in her heart, so she boldly greeted the woman.

"Mr. Jiang, I thought you wouldn't attend the dinner party, but I didn't expect to meet you. It's worth it for me to stay today."

She spoke nicely, but the woman known as Mr. Jiang didn't give much face.

She only glanced at it lightly, and the natural arrogance was already revealed from her posture.

"It's still early and the nightlife is just beginning."

For such blunt words, Zhou Sui already frowned, but Yin Su didn't seem to hear, his eyes kept scanning back and forth in the venue.

He finally lost his patience.

Putting the undrinked wine glass in his hand on the waiter's tray, he strode towards a young man who was flirting with a female celebrity.

Just when he stepped out, he almost bumped into the woman's soft body.

He narrowed his eyes slightly, a little impatiently.

Mr. Jiang licked his red lips charmingly, and approached him vaguely.

"Mr. Yin, I read your work and think you have great potential. Why don't you come to my room at night and we can talk about cooperation."

Yin Su looked at the woman in front of her with desire, desire and ambition in her eyes.

His eyes drooped slightly, feeling bored by the filth that he could see through at a glance.

Mr. Jiang felt that Yin Su's action of lowering his eyes was extremely charming, and he felt a little unbearable in his heart.

Hands painted with black nail polish slowly slid up Yinsu's arm from his cuff.

Yin Su raised his eyes, calm enough to freeze anyone's enthusiasm.

"Excuse me, my baby is lost."

After finishing speaking, he strode towards Gao Fang, ignoring the expressions of the people behind him, and asked straightforwardly, "Where is Zhao Qian..."

Gao Fang made the female star giggle. Hearing the questioning voice at first, the alcohol-stimulated mind still hadn't recovered.

"I have no idea……"

He plays with him, Zhao Qian is not a baby who needs to be watched all the time.

Yin Su was silent and did not speak, but it made people feel that the air froze for a moment.

The female star next to her suddenly said, "Why don't you go upstairs and look for it?"

The upstairs is a room for convenience. As for the convenience, everyone knows it well.

Yin Su walked upstairs without saying a word, and Gao Fang could still hear the conversation between Gao Fang and the female star behind him.

"He won't really be with Mr. Zhao..."

"Of course it's true, Zhao Qian has taken care of it."

"How to say……"

"Can you believe that a man used tens of millions or even hundreds of millions of his own garden to grow cabbages for his little lover? Hahaha, can you believe that he hasn't even received a kiss? Anyway, I don't believe it... "

The female celebrity looked at Gao Fang's already drunk and outspoken appearance, she was shocked at first, and then envious with melancholy.

"Of course I believe..."

Many beautiful things have not been encountered, but it does not mean that they do not exist.

Yin Su lowered his eyes, his thick eyelashes trembling like flying wings under the bright light, he suddenly realized that he was used to seeing Zhao Qian when he looked back, and he deservedly enjoyed all the pampering Zhao Qian gave him.

But now that I think about it, why? With his face?

He knew it was a deeper emotion.

It was obviously the result of his playing hard to get and deliberately letting go, but now, for the first time, he has a complicated mood.

Like guilt, like remorse, like... distressed?

He raised his head, and all the turbulent emotions returned to calm, but he knew that it was still different.

There are many rooms upstairs, and he took the trouble to search through each room until he came across a locked door.

He must be here.

The long corridor extended to the depths, and a waiter in a white shirt and black vest was passing by with a tray. His heart moved and he stopped him.

"Excuse me, can you open the door for me?"

The waiter looked at him suspiciously.

Of course, the waiter on the second floor was different from the waiter serving drinks on the first floor. He looked at Yinsu's beautiful and delicate face and hesitated.

Yin Su understood and blurted out: "My people are inside."

"Sorry, we don't have the right to open the guest's room."

The waiter still rejected Yin Su, and planned to leave without changing his expression.

Yin Su didn't stop him, and he didn't take out a room card from behind until the opponent's figure disappeared.

This is very easy for him to do.

With a sound of "beep", the door was opened, and as soon as he turned the doorknob and walked in, a person rushed over.

The familiar figure made him subconsciously open his arms to embrace him.

Zhao Qian's face was flushed, red, a little drunk and unconscious, most of the clothes on his body had been taken off, and the belt on his trousers was also scattered on the ground. Seeing that it was him, Zhao Qian opened his eyelids with all his strength, and the tight nerves finally loosened. Open, with grievance on his face.

"I can't find you."

Zhao Qian hugged his waist tightly, grabbed his hand and put it on his face to cool down. The familiar coldness gave Zhao Qian a sense of security, and this was the temperature that belonged to Yinsu.

No one knew what Yin Su was thinking at that moment.

He lowered his head, his long hair covered his face and Zhao Qian's bare skin.

The atmosphere seemed to freeze instantly, with a sense of suffocation.

The beautiful man didn't speak, and a strong sense of oppression came over his face.

Yin Su raised his eyes to look at Qu Yang, his dark eyes were devoid of emotion, like the god of death in hell, with a gray breath.

Qu Yang's heart froze, this was the first time he saw Yin Su's face without a smile, it was as if a huge meteorite had been thrown into his heart, and he couldn't turn over with the momentum that almost engulfed him.

Everything in front of him was very clear, and Qu Yang had no way to defend himself, and he didn't even have the confidence to lie.

"You should be glad..."

This is not his world, but a society with the rule of law.

otherwise……

Qu Yang didn't know what Yin Su meant, his legs were so weak that he couldn't walk at the moment.

After Yin Su went out with Zhao Qian in his arms, he moved cautiously to the door, only to find that the door was locked.

Yin Su put down his phone, looked calmly, put Zhao Qian's legs around his waist, and hugged him to his chest like a child.

Zhao Qian was very obedient, putting his arms around his neck and obediently leaning his head on his shoulder.

He avoided everyone and went straight down to the parking lot from the elevator on the other side. Xiao Liu was waiting for him with his hands in his pockets leaning against the car door.

"How about it……"

Xiao Liu frowned and looked at Zhao Qian who was not sober.

"It's okay, I'm drunk."

He sat in, still in the posture of Zhao Qian straddling his lap and lying in his arms.

Xiao Liu pushed his glasses, started the engine, and his voice was unusually cold.

"How to do it……"

Yin Su looked calm.

"Shut up for one night first, and notify the media tomorrow. It's best to distribute his video at the same time."

"Um……"

Xiao Liu nodded, and the car sped away.

Does this method count as cheap, no, it counts as punishment.

Xiao Liu didn't enter the door, but watched him carry Zhao Qian inside.

He watched Xiao Liu leave the Bauhinia Garden, tried to put the person lying on his body on the sofa, but suddenly stopped.

The neck was wet, soft and warm to the touch, causing a numb itching.

"Zhao Qian..."

He made a faint sound, and there was a pause in the movement of his neck, and a muffled voice that wronged Bala came to his ears.

"baby……"

He narrowed his eyes slightly, and simply turned around and sat on the sofa, leaving Zhao Qian to work there by himself.

"What are you doing……"

The deep voice burned Zhao Qian's reason in this peaceful night.

Zhao Qian's head was buried in his neck, and his short black hair scratched his chin a little itchy. He leaned against the sofa and raised his head, feeling the strange feeling extending from his body to his heart.

"I'm trying now……"

Zhao Qian still remembered what Yin Su had said, and he was trying his best to stir Yin Su's calm heart at this moment.

He hooked his lips into a low smile, and his vibrating Adam's apple made Zhao Qian's heart itch.

Zhao Qian, you are really drunk and cowardly.

He leaned on the back of the sofa with his hands wide open, looking at the chandelier above his head in a daze, looking calm and serious as if he was thinking about something.

Zhao Qian looked up at him with a blushing face, then leaned slightly.

His fingertips trembled, he looked down at Zhao Qian's youthful and bold movements, reached out and grabbed his hair and pulled him up, touched the tip of his nose, and smelled his breath.

Gently pressing his warm lips together, he looked at Zhao Qian and suddenly thought, how could there be such a stupid person in this world.

A hoarse voice escaped when the lips touched.

"alright, you win."

With a sigh, Yinsu finally lost.

The author has something to say: You all think my cover is crude, do you want me to change it? This is already the best painting skill I can show