The wind is very strong at night, and the waves are whistling and the sound is in the ears.
When Xin Rong spoke again, he had to move closer to Shao Chengyun, "... Did Shao always deliberately arrange for me to bet and let me lose to others? As he spoke, he let out some slight heat and brushed it over Shao Chengyun's ear pinna. It seems to be unintentional, but it is effectively plucked.
Shao Chengyun lowered his gaze after listening to it and smiled silently.
Xin Rong was not so stupid, which also made him quite satisfied. It would be too boring to just collect a vase, but the little things are still astute.
Shao Chengyun said unhurriedly, "You think so?" His men tightened, not letting the boy who was already close to him leave again.
Xin Rong didn't answer again, once he came here was not a place to talk, if the partition wall had ears heard by You Feng, it would spoil Shao Chengyun's affairs. In addition, he was hugged too tightly by Shao Chengyun, and he had no time to take care of anything else for a while.
"Mr. Shao... Others will see..."
Xin Rong drank wine, and then sneaked out to blow the wind, ben only wore a light shirt to resist the cold, the body had an instinct to approach Shao Chengyun, the heating source. But the string of reason in his head was still taunting, reminding himself not to overstep.
Shao Chengyun, however, would not let him back down again and again, and gagged him in the corner with ease, saying, "Afraid of people looking...? Why are you afraid of people looking at it?
Xin Rong could not answer and continued to speak in silence. Shao Chengyun added, "If it is a legitimate relationship, you don't have to worry about it, right?"
Xin Rong may not have been able to break him when he was sober, not to mention that he was already half drunk at this time. In order to avoid too many words and mistakes, I simply stopped speaking at all. <
Shao Chengyun stood still and did not leave, and Xin Rong was not good enough to leave alone. Until Shao Chengyun asked him, "Is there a partner?" The bottom line of this point Shao Chengyun is still there, and the background investigated by his mother Lin Ying is not foolproof. If Xin Rong had someone in mind, then he wouldn't force the other party.
Xin Rong didn't make a sound, only shook his head.
"Have you talked about it before?" Shao Chengyun asked again.
Xin Rong smiled a little embarrassed, still shaking his head.
In the past few years, because of his mother's illness, the lack of money at home, and the difficulty of studying, Xin Rong has lived in a chaotic situation. Even if there are admirers who can pursue it vigorously, they can't talk about love, and they don't have that mind and leisure.
"That's it." As soon as the man's brief voice fell, Xin Rong's gaze had not yet turned, and his jaw was pinched.
Xin Rong was stunned, there was no time to dodge, the powerful hand controlled him, not allowing him to turn his head to avoid. A kiss landed on the lips.
Xin Rong was kissed with his eyes open.
The man who kissed him was deep and sophisticated and patient, and what could be given to him was more than just a kiss.
Xin Rong was encircled behind him, and one of the man's hands pressed his hand on the railing, pressing down tightly from between his five fingers, holding his hand under his palm, and slowly rubbing his knuckles with his fingertips. Their lips pressed together, and after a few seconds of grinding, Xin Rong's trembling lips were pushed open, forced to accept deeper exploration.
The messy scent of the banyan is mixed with sweet cranberries, spicy vodka, and the soft and moist lips and tongue are like fresh berries waiting to be picked. His reaction was slightly jerky, but it made Shao Chengyun feel a little overwhelmed.
The man freed up a hand and secretly unbuttoned a Xin Rong shirt through the part of his body that was blocking. Located near the waist.
The warm, dry palms then reached in and covered the slightly cool skin.
Even if Xin Rong's reaction was slow, he was shocked at this moment. Although this corner is hidden, Shao Chengyun's actions are still too arrogant and bold. Finally he let out a helpless whimper in the midst of a deep kiss, vaguely begging the other to stop.
The kiss continued, first the buttons were tied back, then the intertwined hands were loosened, and finally the man withdrew from his lips.
Xin Rong was kissed almost to the point of lack of oxygen, and he only opened his eyes when the man wiped the wet marks from the corners of his lips with his fingers, and his eyes did not know where to look for a while.
Shao Chengyun still protected him slightly, and also gave him time to calm down.
Xin Rong's panting could not be heard in the sea breeze, but his rosy and seductive lips and slightly undulating throat knot seemed to have some kind of strong hint. It's a kind of sexiness between boys and men.
Shao Chengyun stared at him unabashedly, if Xin Rong could read this kind of gaze, Shao Chengyun at this time had already revealed his certainty about him.
After about half a minute, Shao Chengyun said softly, "Go back to the box." He couldn't see anything on his face, as if he had just blown the wind with Xin Rong.
Xin Rong nodded and followed him down the balcony.
Looking at Xin Rong's appearance, he was a little drunk. Shao Chengyun squeezed his hand after entering the box, and he didn't know if it was blowing outside for too long, his fingers were cold, and even the end of his eyes was red, looking at it hurt. SShao Chengyun wanted to take him first.
Before leaving the box, You Feng took the initiative to come over and chat with Shao Chengyun. Tonight Shao Chengyun almost all the things he had to do had become, You Feng was not stupid, and it was not all about winning a decent and cheerful at the gambling table, he knew that behind this was Shao Chengyun's arrangement.
The two agreed to return to Pingzhou to reunite, and You Feng also offered to call Shao Zhonglin.
Shao Chengyun's bureau was not in vain, and he could go back to his brother to account.
He led Xin Rong back to the suite, and as soon as he entered the hallway, he pressed the boy against the door and continued kissing, first holding his face, and then roughly pulling off the two buttons of his shirt.
Xin Rong did not resist at first, and his consciousness, which was not so clear from being disturbed by alcohol, actually knew what he was experiencing.
This feeling made him indescribable, vaguely feeling that he might not be able to escape, the man in front of him was not an object that he could resist on his own, but the inner struggle was still very fierce.
This intensity contains a lot of unwillingness. It is a person who is swept by a sudden fate, and he still wants to bear the small self-esteem of stubborn resistance.
Xin Rong wore thin clothes and drank a very strong alcohol, and he was the prey that fell into the trap. In just one or two days of knowing Shao Chengyun, he was captured and cannibalized, and he could not even call for help.
Because until this moment, everything that happens seems to have an element of his voluntariness.
He was pressed tightly against the door, his breathing was broken, his eyes were scattered, his heart was beating rapidly, and his brain was almost blank. <
There was not a word of communication between him and Shao Chengyun, and desire seemed to have broken through the defense line of reason.
When the man skillfully kissed the side of his neck, Xin Rong suddenly did not know where the strength came from, raised his hand against the other person's shoulder, and tried his best to push it away.
Shao Chengyun is not an impulsive person, he also has a gentleman's side, like tacit relationships, and has never forced the other party in love affairs.
Xin Rong's resistance was silent, this silent resistance was not fierce, but there was a special force, which made Shao Chengyun's movements stagnate.
The room was not yet illuminated, and the lighting from the outside deck poured in, dimly illuminating the boy in silence.
His shirt was torn open, revealing a smooth, flawless neck and shoulders, his head hanging slightly, the tip of his nose a little red, his hands cold, and his knuckles whitish from clutching too tightly.
Shao Chengyun stared at him, slowly took his hand away, and turned to support the door panel beside him. It's still a confined posture, just not as assertive as before.
Xin Rong's breathing could be clearly heard. Strangely enough, he didn't exude panic or weakness. He slowly looked up, also looked at Shao Chengyun, and whispered two words, "... Mr. Shao. The sound that sounded in the darkness carried a slight breath, and Shao Chengyun frowned after hearing it.
He called him "Shao Zong".
Xin Rong has always been called that. But in Shao Chengyun's memory, whether it was the more formal relationships he had had, or those brief periods of taking what he needed, no one called him Shao Zong at such a time.
Xin Rong is only 21 years old, many people at his age have not yet graduated from college, and he already has two or three years of work experience; He is Shao Chengyun's subordinate, in a sense, he is not even called a "subordinate", Shao Chengyun's identity is like a cloud of mud between him, he can only be regarded as a low-level employee.
There was a moment of silence between them.
The silence lengthened the anxiety of this confrontation, xin Rong's strength to push Shao Chengyun gradually eased, and the tension that he could still hide before was slowly revealed.
Shao Chengyun hadn't thought of braking when it was hot, and he could even predict that Xin Rong's resistance was inevitable and at the same time vulnerable.
This kid has no bottom.
Whether it was for some ridiculous birthday eight characters, or Shao Chengyun really became interested in him, he could only obediently tie his hands.
"Don't want to?" Shao Chengyun asked, but in the tone of a declarative sentence.
Xin Rong lowered his head first, and after a few seconds he lifted it up again, pursed his lips, and did not speak.
The decision was all in Shao Chengyun, and it was useless for him to say anything. He knew it all too well.
Finally Shao Chengyun raised his hand, pinched his face, pressed him against the door, and said slowly, "I don't want to say it." Xin Rong's
cheeks were pinched and painful, and he looked at Shao Chengyun, but the end of his eyes was bent, as if he was smiling, and still did not say a word. <
There was no provocation in this laugh, no flattery, just a self-deprecating laugh.
Ever since Shao Chengyun sat at the gambling table in the box, he had made up his mind to get this person tonight, and he had never thought about whether Xin Rong's resistance would play a role in this decision.
But now the boy's silent plea for forgiveness still poked at him.
Shao Chengyun closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, the lust and sullenness under his eyes were basically gone.
He let Xin Rong go and said in a cold voice, "Go change your clothes and come out to eat."
Just now in the box they didn't eat much, Xin Rong drank wine on an empty stomach, so he got drunk extra fast, and when he walked into the guest bedroom, he was still a little hesitant under his feet, and after entering, he couldn't care about what Shao Chengyun would think, so he closed the door with his backhand.
He went dark to the edge of the bed and picked up his T-shirt and jeans. When I was about to take off my shirt, I realized that the button had been pulled off at some point, and the stamina of the incident did not suddenly gush out until this time.
He first stood still for a while, then slowly squatted down with the T-shirt in his hand.
Just now his body also reacted, quite obviously, and it has not completely gone down until now.
Xin Rong did not understand and did not want to understand what this reaction meant.
In the past, his ideas about feelings were very simple, love and sex should be a causal relationship, and there is the former before there is the latter. But resting here with Shao Chengyun, he didn't dare to think about anything.
It took him a while to come out of the guest bedroom. The supper sent by the room service had already laid out a table, and Shao Chengyun did not eat at all, sitting on the sofa watching the news.
Xin Rong's pace eased and he walked to the long table. Shao Chengyun turned his head to look at him, he had changed back into the half-worn T-shirt jeans.
"If you're hungry, eat first." Shao Chengyun said a few words.
"Doesn't Mr. Shao eat it?" Xin Rong asked in a low voice.
The fluorescence of the TV was projected on the side of Shao Chengyun Yingting's face, he turned down the news volume, his eyes still fell on the screen, the hand near the long table lifted up, pointed in the air, and said, "The box in the middle is porridge, drink porridge first."
Xin Rong was stunned, and then he reacted that the man seemed to be taking care of himself.
He didn't know what to say for a moment, so he sat down and took two sips of the box of hot porridge, then chose a box of wonton and got up and walked over to Shao Chengyun.
"Mr. Shao, you can also eat something."
Shao Chengyun nodded and motioned for him to let go. The news continued to play, Xin Rong put the wonton on the coffee table, sat back down and continued to drink porridge.
He and Shao Chengyun thus ate dinner in their respective seats.
It wasn't until Xin Rong was almost finished eating that Shao Chengyun sat back with the half of the yuntun left and ate some other dishes.
- Is it because of me?
Xin Rong observed the look on his face and wondered to himself: Just now I have been sitting on the sofa watching the news, is it to make me not so nervous when eating?