Chu Yi held President Yu’s hand, and cold sweat dripped down.
After Big Brother Yu left, he coaxed and carried Yu Qingxian onto the car.
As soon as they got in the car, before the door was even closed, Yu Qingxian suddenly pounced on him, pressing him down on the back seat.
Caught off guard, Chu Yi was pinned squarely. Feeling the scorching body above him and the hot breaths, he quickly turned his head: “President Yu?”
Yu Qingxian turned a deaf ear, panting heavily with bloodshot eyes, already starting to tear at his clothes vigorously: “Chu Yi, Chu Yi, I want you, Chu Yi…”
While steadying President Yu, Chu Yi struggled to reach into his backpack to pull out a Clear Heart Calm Spirit Talisman. But Yu Qingxian moved faster, yanking the backpack off his back with immense strength and tossing it out of the car with a “bang.”
Chu Yi: “…”
“President Yu, calm down a bit. This… this isn’t appropriate!” Chu Yi closed his eyes and said with difficulty. He wasn’t a eunuch; with President Yu groping and nibbling all over him like this, it would be strange if he felt nothing!
“Ah—” Chen Ying saw Chu Yi’s backpack thrown out and was about to help pick it up when she suddenly caught sight of the scene. She immediately screamed in fright and ran away.
“Ying’er, what are you screaming about? You scared the hell out of me! What’s going on with Master Chu and the others?” Chen Jin Sheng, clueless, lifted his leg to go check.
Chen Ying’s pretty face flushed red as she hurriedly blocked her dad: “It’s nothing, nothing, Dad, don’t go over there!”
Chen Jin Sheng frowned: “What’s with your weird behavior?” Why couldn’t he go over?
Seeing her dad not listening, Chen Ying stomped her foot: “Ah, Yu Third Young Master’s condition isn’t great. Chu Yi is treating him. Don’t go disturb them!”
Chen Ying’s almond eyes flickered. She had already noticed something off with Yu Third Young Master’s expression. Treating it that way could still be called treatment, right?
Chu Yi was a handsome man, and Yu Third Young Master was no less so. The sight of two such handsome guys with disheveled clothes embracing each other was quite pleasing to the eye…
Unlike her dad, Chen Ying’s father was a devout Martial Cultivator who barely went online. She, however, would scroll on her phone in her free time and had recently gotten hooked on a particularly steamy BL comic. And now, it turned into a live version right before her eyes… She was starting to regret running away in fright!
Zhang Shaoyi was much sharper than the burly Chen Jin Sheng. Seeing Chen Ying’s shy expression and her desperate attempts to stop her dad, he immediately understood what was happening over there.
He beckoned to Chen Jin Sheng: “Fellow Daoist Chen, come take a look quickly. What sect does this Black Mud Loach mark on the clothes belong to?”
Chen Jin Sheng, unsuspecting, turned and went over. Chen Ying breathed a sigh of relief. Then, thinking of something, she cupped her feverish cheeks and sneaked a smile.
Meanwhile, in the car with nowhere to retreat, Chu Yi resorted to force in desperation. He pinned President Yu’s hands and firmly pressed him onto the seat.
Yu Qingxian turned his head, his dark eyes staring intently at Chu Yi. His hair was already soaked with sweat, his cheeks flushed with an unnatural redness, and his lips cracked and pale. Yet, even in this state, President Yu looked strikingly intense, his downturned eyelashes particularly pitiful as he gazed at Chu Yi with what seemed like resentment or grievance.
Chu Yi felt a twinge of guilt. He didn’t know what had gotten into him earlier, not stopping President Yu more firmly. But if he didn’t stop him now, President Yu would strip his pants off in broad daylight!
“President Yu, did those kidnappers give you some drug? Are you still clear-headed? I… I’ll take you to the hospital?”
Yu Qingxian panted heavily without answering, his eyes threaded with red veins, looking as if he wanted to devour Chu Yi.
The two stared silently at each other for a moment. In the end, Chu Yi softened and compromised. Taking advantage of President Yu’s distraction, he jumped to the driver’s seat, started the car, and backed out with a reverse maneuver.
Yu Qingxian soon clung back over, continuing to grope him. Chu Yi couldn’t drive far and had to emergency-stop on a secluded wooded path. Fortunately, it was nighttime…
“President Yu, don’t grab there. I’ll help you… help you, alright?!” Chu Yi broke down. He never imagined that the aloof President Yu under the drug’s influence would be like this!
Three hours later, the sky began to lighten with a pale glow.
Thanks to the towering trees around, the light inside the car remained dim, the air thick with an ambiguous scent. Chu Yi glanced at the exhausted Yu Qingxian collapsed in his arms and couldn’t help but want to sigh.
How did things get more entangled?
Though it was only manual help without going all the way, when Yu Qingxian leaned in to kiss him, he had responded. So the passion wasn’t one-sided; he couldn’t fool himself anymore…
“Chu Yi…” In his sleep, Yu Qingxian seemed uneasy, burrowing deeper into Chu Yi’s embrace. His reddened eye corners still held a seductive hue, his swollen lips pressed against Chu Yi’s chest, exhaling warm breaths that softened Chu Yi’s heart.