Chapter Twenty-Four

  He himself doesn't even know that he is afraid.

  He walked with one foot deep and the other shallow in the pitch-black room, the deeper he went, the darker it became. He gradually forgot to breathe, his chest held a mouthful of air, relying on this breath to drive his footsteps.

  He didn't know what he was afraid of.

  All the light behind him suddenly disappeared, and the door that was abruptly closed separated the inside and outside into two worlds. A faintly audible footsteps came from behind, and in the next second, Li Jin was pulled by the arm, heavily pushed against the wall, with a force so great that his occipital bone throbbed with pain, and his eyes were filled with shattered snowflakes. He subconsciously opened his mouth to exclaim, but before he could utter a complete syllable, it was sealed with a kiss.

  A kiss full of plundering force ruthlessly crushed on his lips, the fingers that were just tender and affectionate had completely changed at this moment, the fingertips exerted force, and his lower jaw was pried open with a hard grip. The overbearing breath stirred his tongue, not allowing him to breathe. Li Jin was passively lifted up, in the darkness, he couldn't see Li Yiheng's appearance, but his kiss explained his conquest more convincingly than anything else.

  Just like that night ten years ago.

  Li Jin subconsciously turned his head, wanting to avoid this irresistible deep kiss, but it was useless. Ten years ago, he couldn't escape, and ten years later, he still can't escape.

  Yes, maybe he's afraid of this very thing.

  He gave up struggling, obediently opening his mouth, allowing the other person's tongue to ravage him. Li Yiheng's kissing skills were exceptional, and he had a way of making people unable to extricate themselves in just three short seconds. He firmly pinned Lei Jin between the cold wall and his scorching hot body, his tongue seemingly carrying a certain flavor that made Lei Jin, after the initial shock, unable to help but move along with him. Li Yiheng seemed to be intimately familiar with every sensitive spot in his mouth, and with just a light touch of his tongue, he could stir up all the turmoil deep within him. Making him put down all resistance, only wanting to indulge in the pleasure.

  What he fears is this kind of decadence.

  The palm that had been pressed against his lower jaw had somehow slipped away unnoticed, and Li Jin closed his eyes tightly, tentatively extending the tip of his tongue to respond to Li Yiheng's passion.

  He would never forget that early morning a long time ago. It had snowed all night, and Li Yiheng had spent the whole night entwined with him by the burning fireplace, until they were both exhausted and fell asleep in each other's arms. Li Jin woke up before him, and the snowlight made the room bright and transparent. He looked at Li Yiheng's sleeping face in the snowlight, his heart softened, and he slowly lowered his head to kiss the corner of his eye.

  Li Jin thought that if he hadn't rushed back to Shu Mu's side at the fastest speed at that time, perhaps such a quiet and beautiful time would have lasted a little longer, and he would have fallen in love with the person in front of him.

  He is too gentle, too considerate. His kindness to you never requires reciprocation. He doesn't even disturb your life, but as soon as you turn around, he's always there.

  He is the most poisonous sword that seals your throat, making you unable to help but get close, unable to help but sink in, and unable to help but be shaken by him without regard for anything.

  Li Jin was afraid, he feared that tonight would be like ten years ago, the beginning of countless similar nights.

  At that time, who will he use as an excuse to end in defeat?

  "Hmm..." Li Yiheng's blatant and daring behavior earned him a displeased look from Lei Jin, who punished him by gently biting his lower lip, forcing him to refocus on the passionate kiss. Lei Jin murmured in response, every inch of his mouth thoroughly explored by Li Yiheng, even the gaps between his teeth becoming a target for conquest. Unsatisfied, Li Yiheng bent his knees and ground against the area between Lei Jin's legs with varying degrees of force, as if intentionally trying to drive him mad, causing Lei Jin's rigid rationality to completely collapse.

  Fool, fool, why worry unnecessarily? Mr. Li is a talented and handsome man, with countless admirers worshipping him. Outside of you, there are naturally many beautiful men and women waiting in line to have fun with him, so why would he single out you alone? Only a fool like you would take flirting as true love and pretend to be concerned about the future.

  From now on, after tonight, we are just two strangers.

  He closed his eyes tightly and went forward with a sense of resignation.

  The air resonated with the sound of mouths entwined, as Li Jin's mouth hung open, unable to swallow the saliva that flowed from the corners of his lips, which were red and swollen from being ravished. The transparent and ambiguous silk threads slid slowly into his collarbone. Li Yiheng's tongue tip pressed against his upper jaw, heavily tracing the moving trail, scorching hot as it brushed against the corner of his lip, drawing a circle on his cheek, outlining the contours of his face, before deeply sucking in Li Jin's earlobe.

  "Ah......" Li Jin's body went limp and she subconsciously leaned into Li Yi Heng's arms.

  Suddenly, everything disappeared.

  The warmth on the earlobe is gone, the ambiguous hug is gone, and the passionate kiss that makes people surrender and obey is also gone.

  The shackles on his arm were loosened, and in the darkness, Li Jin seemed to see a playful smile on Li Yiheng's face.

  He stared blankly as Li Yiheng tidied up his disheveled clothes, his arm lightly lifting to turn on the switch by his side.

  In an instant, the overly bright light pierced his eyes painfully.

  Li Yiheng pushed open the door of the bathroom next to him and stepped inside without giving Li Jin another glance.

  Before long, the sound of rushing water came from the bathroom beside him.

  Li Jing's back was straight and tightly stuck to the wall.

  It was as if someone had poured a bucket of ice water over his head, and the hot blood in his body suddenly turned icy cold. He stretched out his hand and gently stroked his lips.

  Only the lips were hot.

  He closed his eyes, and in front of him, one by one, were the lingering shadows, all bearing Li Yiheng's profound smile.

  Damn it, what do you mean!

  Arouse grandpa's interest and then leave him here like this!

  Li Jin clenched his fist and slammed it heavily against the wall.

  Who was asking who for a favor in the first place? Are you kidding me by playing hard to get now?!

  He closed his eyes, took three deep breaths, then yanked off his tie and slammed it to the ground in frustration.

  Li Yiheng, you want to play, I'll play with you till the end!