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On December 31st, Qi Wei switched to a new medication, the dosage much smaller than before.
Qi Zhao looked at the medicine provided by the research institute and smiled. “You changed your medication today.”
Qi Wei hummed in agreement, then hugged him from behind. “I’ll get better soon.”
Qi Zhao turned his head to look at him, a hint of helplessness in his voice. “Don’t rush it. Teacher Wu said you shouldn’t rush things, take it slow, and keep a calm mind.”
Qi Wei’s eyes flickered, and he kissed Qi Zhao’s cheek. “Okay.”
He then asked, “Are you coming with me to the annual meeting in a few days?”
Qi Zhao smiled. “In what capacity?”
Qi Wei didn’t hesitate. “As my partner.”
Qi Zhao hummed thoughtfully. “I’ll think about it.”
Qi Wei hadn’t expected this answer and looked at him, slightly dejected. “Ah Zhao, you’ve become mischievous.”
Qi Zhao: “One takes on the color of one’s company.”
Qi Wei was a bad influence.
Qi Wei, amused, accepted the blame, then pulled him down onto the sofa, burying his face in Qi Zhao’s embrace, inhaling deeply. “Ah Zhao.”
He whispered, “Come with me, okay? I’ve already ordered your suit.”
Qi Zhao: “…”
He said helplessly, “What’s the point of asking me after you’ve already prepared everything?”
Qi Wei blinked and whispered, “If you agree, you can wear it. If not, you can wear it for me in private.”
Qi Zhao: “.”
He suddenly remembered something, his ears turning red. “Qi Wei!”
Even though they were alone, he still lowered his voice. “Can you stop thinking about these things all the time?!”
Not long ago, Qi Wei had suddenly asked him to wear a suit at home.
Qi Zhao hadn’t understood at first, especially since Qi Wei had said it was to take a picture for the company intranet, to officially announce his position, so after changing into the suit, he had even said he needed to find a white wall for the picture. But before he could find a wall, he was pinned down by Qi Wei.
The buttons of his suit jacket, which he had just put on, were undone, Qi Wei’s kisses trailing down his chest, his teeth gently undoing the Windsor knot of his tie, making Qi Zhao instantly understand what he was planning.
But before he could refuse, he was easily aroused by Qi Wei.
And then, the tie was used to bind his wrists, then trailed across his lips and tongue.
In the end, because Qi Zhao was struggling to breathe, his eyes hazy and red-rimmed, Qi Wei lowered his head, licked away the moisture from his eyelashes, untied the tie, and then used it to bind…
Because of this, Qi Zhao was even more sensitive than before, and even after Qi Wei released him, he was still aroused, but couldn’t…
Qi Wei had to help him manually.
And because of this incident, Qi Zhao had been angry the next morning, and Qi Wei had coaxed him for a long time, burying his face in Qi Zhao’s lap, letting him play with his hair, before Qi Zhao finally forgave him.
So now, hearing Qi Wei’s words, Qi Zhao shivered, his ears burning red.
Qi Wei, seeing his reaction, licked his lips, wanting to…
Qi Zhao sensed it.
He immediately tried to push Qi Wei away and escape, but Qi Wei held him down, whispering like a demon, “Ah Zhao, you’re so beautiful.”
“And so cute.”
He caressed Qi Zhao’s body. “I can’t resist.”
…
“Okay?”
Qi Zhao, dizzy from his words and the lingering kisses, didn’t even know when he had agreed.
So his back was pressed against Qi Wei’s chest, tense for a moment, then weakening, not falling onto the sofa, but like a falling butterfly, caught and held captive in Qi Wei’s hand.
Unable to escape his gaze, his shadow.
But Qi Zhao… perhaps he was also a little crazy.
Otherwise, why wouldn’t he feel scared, but rather, find comfort in Qi Wei’s intense love, like finding his nest, willingly drowning within it?
“Happy New Year.”
This was their first New Year’s Eve together, face to face.
After they made love, Qi Wei, reluctant to leave, kissed the dazed Qi Zhao, his voice hoarse. “The first time I’ve held you and watched the clock turn to January 1st of a new year.”
Qi Zhao’s lips moved, his voice dry and hoarse. “…I’m also very happy.”
Indeed, the alpha had finally found his nest.
And so had he.
After so many years of wandering, he finally felt a sense of belonging on New Year’s Eve.
The annual meeting was held shortly before the Spring Festival, and after that, Qi Corp officially started their holiday break.
Before the annual meeting, Qi Wei had pestered Qi Zhao, wanting him to bite his neck.
“…No.”
Qi Zhao dodged him. “Stop it, the suit collar won’t cover it.”
He even anticipated Qi Wei’s words. “I agreed last time so people would know about our relationship. Now that everyone knows, you still want me to bite you… Qi Wei, I have my pride.”
Qi Wei raised an eyebrow slightly, pleased that Qi Zhao’s words revealed his possessiveness, and also because he had found a loophole in his argument.
So Qi Wei lowered his eyes, hiding his amusement, his tone slightly sullen. “Ah Zhao, are you embarrassed by me?”
Qi Zhao: “…”
Qi Wei definitely knew that wasn’t what he meant!
What could he do? He could only say, “No, that’s not what I meant.”
Qi Wei: “Then give me a mark.”
He added, “You promised to mark me every day, but you haven’t.”
Qi Zhao: “…”
That was indeed… his fault.
“Qi Wei,” Qi Zhao said, slightly embarrassed, “everyone will know I bit you.”
Qi Wei: “Of course.”
He said matter-of-factly, “Isn’t that the point?”
Qi Zhao: “…Stop teasing me.”
Qi Wei clearly knew what he meant.
Qi Wei wrapped his arm around Qi Zhao, not letting go, as if he would hold him like this forever if he didn’t get his bite. “Ah Zhao, everyone already knows we’re together, and you’ve already marked me once, so it won’t make a difference.”
Of course, it would!
Qi Wei always appearing in public with a mark, what would people think of him?
Qi Zhao stared at him, silent, and Qi Wei looked up at him, his legs wrapped around his, his voice soft as he called his name, “Ah Zhao, Ah Zhao, Ah Zhao…”
“…Stop it.”
Qi Zhao, exasperated, placed one hand on Qi Wei’s shoulder and leaned down, his lips close to the side of Qi Wei’s neck.
He expertly bit down, knowing exactly how hard Qi Wei liked it, hard enough to draw blood.
So as the metallic tang of blood filled his mouth, he unconsciously licked the drop of blood about to trickle down his chin, brushing against the side of Qi Wei’s neck.
And before Qi Zhao could react, Qi Wei pulled him down, and he was kissed the moment he landed on the bed.
The taste of blood mingled between their lips, a subtle, arousing sensation. Qi Wei’s canines nipped his lip slightly, but what Qi Zhao was more concerned about wasn’t the pain, but…
Qi Wei was… aroused again.
When Qi Wei released him, his chest heaving, his mind slightly hazy, he struggled to regain his composure. “Qi Wei…”
Qi Zhao placed his hand on the back of Qi Wei’s head, and since he couldn’t stop him with words, he gently pulled his hair.
An alpha wouldn’t feel pain, only arousal.
Because what an alpha craved wasn’t a doll, but the vibrant, living Qi Zhao.
And this also made Qi Wei clearly aware that this was his Qi Zhao.
So Qi Wei finally stopped moving, and Qi Zhao released his grip on his hair, saying through gritted teeth, “We have less than three hours.”
If Qi Wei continued, they would be late.
Qi Zhao said, “Let go, and calm down.”
“No,” Qi Wei buried his face in his embrace, “I can control myself, I’ll just hold you.”
Qi Zhao didn’t quite believe him. “If you lose control today, tonight you’ll…”
He wanted to say, “sleep on the sofa,” but he also wanted Qi Wei to hold him; he wanted to say, “no kissing,” but he also wanted to kiss Qi Wei.
So after going through various options in his mind, realizing that none of the playful punishments would work, he trailed off, unable to finish his sentence.
Fortunately, Qi Wei didn’t push his boundaries, but immediately said, “I swear, Ah Zhao, I’ll definitely control myself.”
…Fine.
Qi Zhao reluctantly believed him.
So he let Qi Wei hold him for a while, and after they calmed down, they changed and got in the car.
Qi Wei’s car had been modified, not at a regular car shop, but with military-grade protection, given his status as a super S-rank alpha, and with the New Year approaching, everyone wanted to avoid any trouble.
This was Qi Zhao’s first time in the modified car.
Knowing about the modifications, Qi Zhao paid extra attention. “It doesn’t seem any different.”
He touched a small box in front of the back seat. “Just an added…”
Qi Zhao trailed off, his eyes widening as he saw something that shouldn’t be in the hands of a civilian in a law-abiding society… “…”
Qi Wei calmly closed the box and even asked Qi Zhao, “Want to play with it?”
Qi Zhao was indeed a little tempted. “I’ve only been to a live firing range a few times, when I was abroad.”
And that was before his falling out with the Qi family, when he still had money to spare. After going abroad to study, he couldn’t afford such luxuries.
“You must be very skilled, right?”
“Yes,” Qi Wei wasn’t being modest, just saying, “When the weather is better, I can take you to a regular range for practice.”
It wasn’t about special privileges, but since Qi Zhao was by his side, it would be good for him to know how to use these things.
“Sure,” Qi Zhao was truly interested, “I remember fantasizing about the mandatory special training if I differentiated into an S-rank alpha… It seemed exciting.”
As they chatted, they arrived at the company.
The annual meeting was held internally, and the PR department had received “secret orders” to take many photos of Qi Zhao and Qi Wei together.
If Qi Wei was satisfied, their year-end bonuses would be substantial.
Their suits today were similar in color and style, their tie clips and cufflinks clearly a couple’s set.
Not to mention, they looked incredibly compatible standing together, and the head of the PR department personally took the photos, ensuring they were perfect.
This year, for the first time, Qi Corp officially released photos of their annual meeting, not just on their website, but also on Weibo.
A netizen commented, “[If you didn’t say this was the annual meeting, I would have thought it was their engagement party. These look like engagement photos.]”
