That evening, Shi Lan, who had claimed he would not be returning, came back reeking of alcohol. Miao Yang dared not provoke him and cowered like a frightened quail. Shi Lan’s eyes, however, were like a wolf’s, staring fixedly at Miao Yang. Seeing the brother who had escorted him home turning to leave, Miao Yang immediately started to follow, but the door slammed shut right before his eyes.
“What is the matter? Are you so unhappy to be with me?” Shi Lan’s heavy voice drifted from the sofa, muffled and hoarse from intoxication.
Miao Yang immediately turned around and shook his head. “No, I just wanted to ask if there is anything I need to pay attention to while taking care of you.”
He noticed that the more he spoke, the stranger Shi Lan’s gaze became. His transparent amber eyes with hints of blue were terrifyingly bloodshot, and his complexion did not look normal either. Miao Yang licked his lips and reached back to pull the door handle.
Damn it! It is locked?
Shi Lan’s crossed legs suddenly shifted, and his top leg dropped to the floor. Miao Yang looked over, and upon seeing something, he calmly averted his gaze.
Oh my god!
“Yangyang, come here.” Hearing this nickname still made Miao Yang’s scalp tingle.
“What for?” He pretended to be unbothered and walked over slowly.
Shi Lan felt hot and tugged at his collar. “Come over here and let me hold you.”
To be honest, despite facing a mixed-race man who constantly referred to himself as “Laozi,” Miao Yang did not find it strange. Perhaps it was because Shi Lan spoke good Mandarin and carried an intense air of roguishness and lethality that made it feel consistent. Seeing the intense hostility on his face, Miao Yang did not dare to be clever and walked over to let him embrace him.
The man wrapped his arms around Miao Yang’s waist from behind and pulled him into his chest. Miao Yang, with his back to him, instinctively tried to shrink his presence. If he could avoid feeling Shi Lan’s presence at all, that would be perfect. It was a classic case of deceiving himself, but how could Miao Yang not feel the presence of such a large man?
Shi Lan said hoarsely, “I drank some alcohol. I did not expect it to be so strong; I almost could not control myself enough to return.”
Miao Yang was deeply disappointed upon hearing this. Damn it, you almost could not return? Why only almost? If you had not returned, that would have been great! Why did you have to come back?
He felt absolutely heartbroken. Despite his inner disappointment, Miao Yang’s voice was filled with feigned righteous indignation. “Who exactly gave Brother Lan such strong stuff? What a treacherous dog! Brother Lan, do you want me to take some men and teach him a lesson?”
Shi Lan rested his chin on Miao Yang’s shoulder, his breathing heavy, pressing against Miao Yang’s cheek until it felt distorted. Where Shi Lan could not see, Miao Yang revealed an expression of disgust. He is just like a big dog, both aggressive and clingy. It is so annoying.
Once I get ahead, I will definitely trample this dog under my feet, grind him into the dust, and spit on him, saying: ‘I told you not to covet my body.’
Of course, the imagination was beautiful, but the one currently being ground down was him. Miao Yang’s face was flushed red, and he bit his lip. He did not dare to move, standing like a willow branch, barely being swayed back and forth. Shi Lan’s breath, thick with alcohol, completely enveloped him.
“Sure, go ahead and teach him a lesson. It was the eldest young master of the Zong family.”
The Zong family? Miao Yang was stunned. The Zong family, which was almost equal in power to the Qin family?
He immediately said, “Actually, some wines are very nourishing, but Brother Lan, do not drink so much next time. If you act so indecorously in public, where will your reputation go in the future?”
Shi Lan chuckled, his voice raspy against Miao Yang’s burning ear. “Indecorous in public? I just do not want to touch people who are unclear. I will take you with me next time. When I am drunk, you will be there.” He whispered something into Miao Yang’s ear.
Miao Yang’s expression changed drastically. “That, you, you are not that kind of person.”
Shi Lan’s forehead pressed against the back of Miao Yang’s head. “What kind of person am I? Are you not the one who knows best?”
He was the type who would threaten to break Miao Yang’s legs at any moment, wanted to get rid of him, and had even used a dagger to graze his face. Though the wound was only the size of a fingernail, it was enough to show the man’s emotional instability. Not to mention acting out in public, even if he were to stab Miao Yang through, he probably would not even blink an eye, calmly watching Miao Yang kick the bucket.
Miao Yang gripped the arm wrapped around his waist. “Brother Lan, when you say things like that, I am truly a bit sad. Even though we are not very close yet, I have been so obedient during this time, letting you bully me, woo.”
Too heartbroken, Miao Yang said miserably, “You have no heart.”
Shi Lan’s eyes grew increasingly unfocused, his nose rubbing against Miao Yang’s neck. “You want to talk to me about hearts? Yangyang, what are you using to talk? This?” His hand pressed against Miao Yang’s chest as he asked hoarsely.
Miao Yang’s face turned bright red, but he said earnestly, “I, I am using my mouth to talk.”
“Oh?” Shi Lan reached out and grabbed Miao Yang’s chin, turning his face toward him. He stared at Miao Yang’s wet, watery eyes with his bloodshot gaze, his expression darkening as his Adam’s apple bobbed. His voice became even hoarser. “Interesting.”
Panic flashed through Miao Yang’s pupils. He was truly scared. Oh my god, he would not actually force me to work in that kind of industry, would he? The more Miao Yang thought about it, the more afraid he became. His eyelids swelled slightly, and his deer-like eyes looked innocent and pitiful. Tears welled up and spilled over instantly.
Miao Yang sniffled as he looked at Shi Lan, crying silently. He looked like he had suffered a great injustice, had no one to protect him, and was facing imminent danger; he looked frightened and helpless. In any case, he was a truly pitiful little darling.
Ah! Little darling was the internal assessment Miao Yang had given himself.
“Brother Lan.” The youth’s voice was muffled, as if seeking sanctuary.
Shi Lan could not handle this teasing right now and subconsciously leaned in. “Yangyang.”
His thumb wiped away the tear tracks on Miao Yang’s face. Miao Yang’s eyelashes trembled. Shi Lan poked Miao Yang’s cheek with his finger, causing Miao Yang to purse his lips and furrow his brows.
He heard a rustling sound; Shi Lan had reached for a bag he had brought with him. Miao Yang’s pupils contracted, and he panicked for a second before immediately calming himself down. He covered Shi Lan’s hand with his own. The man frowned in dissatisfaction.
Miao Yang said, “Brother Lan, wait a moment. Actually, after drinking, it is best to have a massage. That way, you are guaranteed to feel refreshed, energetic, and glowing the next day.”
Shi Lan’s expression darkened again. He grabbed Miao Yang’s wrist and pulled it away.
“Wait!” Miao Yang shouted. “I, I have an urgent need. I want to go to the bathroom.”
Shi Lan’s expression turned icy, and he gripped Miao Yang’s throat. “Miao Yang, are you looking for death?”
Miao Yang’s throat tightened. He felt pain and fear, his eyes widening abruptly.
“An urgent need?” Shi Lan said coldly. “Go ahead and do it, right here.”
The hand around Miao Yang’s throat maintained a grip that was neither loose nor tight, creating a feeling of constriction that terrified Miao Yang. Miao Yang gripped Shi Lan’s sturdy arm with both hands, pulling with all his might, his eyes fixed on the man with an expression of stubbornness.
The stubbornness lasted only two seconds before his eyes rolled, and he began to coax him again. “Brother Lan, do not be so fierce with me. When you are like this, I am afraid too! Please do not be so impatient.” He stared at the man above him with watery eyes. “Besides, I am not going to run away anyway.”
Perhaps it was this sentence that caused Shi Lan, who was currently highly intoxicated, to soften his expression slightly. He was currently experiencing a surge of blood and felt extremely uncomfortable all over. Seeing that Miao Yang would not let him touch him, he became somewhat restless. If he were sober, he might still play games with a kid like Miao Yang, but Shi Lan was not in a good state right now. His muscles were tense, and he was afraid that if he lost his concentration, he might tear the uncooperative Miao Yang to pieces.