The two bottles of alcohol had already been knocked down to just half a bottle remaining.
Lin Ze was already drinking with hazy eyes, supporting his head with both hands, muttering something unclear to himself.
Yi Yan leaned in closer, pressing his ear toward him.
“Hamburg played so terribly last ball last night. If it were me, I…”
Hearing this, Yi Yan lowered his gaze with a faint smile, leaning lazily against the back of his chair as he quietly studied Lin Ze’s profile.
A high bridge of the nose, thin lips, sword-like eyebrows slanting upward into his temples, and a few strands of dark hair falling beside them. His handsome side profile and facial contours were faultlessly perfect.
Yi Yan narrowed his dark, radiant eyes, the corners of his mouth ticking up slightly.
He was actually quite good-looking.
If Lin Ze and he ever parted ways peacefully in the future, and Lin Ze encountered any difficulties or needed money, he might even reluctantly allow Lin Ze to come work in the SVLP private room to earn a high salary.
His gaze drifted downward to Lin Ze’s lips at some point.
Under the harsh lighting, the lips that Lin Ze had stained with alcohol appeared exceptionally moist, tinged with a soft pink luster.
This sight couldn’t help but make Yi Yan tense up. After swallowing hard, he rested his chin in his hand and looked at Lin Ze.
“Little Zeze, your lips look like they’re good to eat, huh?”
The hoarse, seductive voice reached Lin Ze’s ears. It sounded more like a statement than a question.
Lin Ze lowered his hands and stared in a daze at Yi Yan, who had uttered those words.
Yi Yan was also taken aback for a moment, thinking Lin Ze had sobered up, heard what he said, and was about to get angry.
“What?”
The long and soft voice made the stone in Yi Yan’s chest drop.
Heh. He has become a drunkard, hasn’t he?
“Can I have a kiss?” Yi Yan gently pinched Lin Ze’s cheek.
So soft.
Compared to Lin Ze’s prickly personality, his face was unexpectedly soft.
Yi Yan’s expression softened as he asked again, refusing to give up, “Can I kiss Zeze?”
Although Lin Ze’s drunkenness hadn’t completely worn off yet,
he furrowed his brows slightly, as if his little brain was spinning furiously.
Then, his thin, pale lips curved upward slightly, his eyes occasionally sparkling as if they held the entire Milky Way.
“No way,” he said with a squinted smile.
“Why not?”
Yi Yan didn’t seem in a rush either, propping his face in his hands as he slowly and aimlessly teased him.
If it were any other time, upon hearing that sentence, Lin Ze wouldn’t have kept this calm reaction at all; it would have been an overwhelming torrent of curses directly!
Lin Ze blinked as he looked at Yi Yan, his brown eyes occasionally deep as pitch, his gaze intoxicated and alluring.
“Because, because we are both men. How can men kiss each other?”
Hearing Lin Ze’s pure-hearted remark, Yi Yan clutched his stomach and laughed heartily. Usually, the guy was so full of fangs and claws,
yet after getting drunk, he turned this kind of foolishly adorable?
“Men can kiss each other too,” Yi Yan coaxed.
“No.” He defended his bottom line, refuting.
“Zeze is so silly, obviously you can.”
Yi Yan chuckled softly, his smile rippling with cunning undertones as his gaze locked firmly onto Lin Ze’s face.
However, Lin Ze’s head was growing dizzy, black-and-white static spinning through his mind, and all his knowledge was wiped clean into oblivion.
“Can I?” His consciousness fractured, and he began to doubt himself.
“Of course, you can.” Yi Yan’s Adam’s apple bobbed violently twice as he pushed the drunk Lin Ze into the trap, he had dug for him, without a shred of guilt.
“Then I’m kissing you, and you’re not allowed to push me away,” Yi Yan said, holding his hand as he negotiated like a cunning merchant with an ignorant Lin Ze.
“Oh.” Lin Ze’s cheeks flushed red, a wave of intoxication swimming in his dual pupils, looking as clueless as a child.
Since Lin Ze agreed to it himself, he couldn’t blame anyone else in the end, right?
If there was anyone to blame, it was Lin Ze for being so carefree as to get himself this drunk while innocently exposing himself right in front of him.
With their lips touching, the moment he felt Lin Ze’s soft lips once again, Yi Yan narrowed his slender eyes in comfortable satisfaction.
Ten minutes later, Yi Yan raised his fingertip to wipe the corner of his mouth.
Overwhelmed by sleepiness, Lin Ze slumped forward onto the tabletop.
Yi Yan picked up a pack of cigarettes from the table, pulled one out, and lit it.
The flavor of this brand was extremely strong yet carried a fatal allure; he couldn’t kick the habit.
Only during moments of absolute comfort or utter stifling frustration, these two extremes, would he smoke.
Smoke billowed around the two of them, shrouding the depths of Yi Yan’s pool-like eyes, where no one could discern the wisps of emotion hidden within.
What if Lin Ze woke up tomorrow and brought this up or got angry and broke ties with him?
Heh, the worst it could get was just that, but naturally, he had ways to solve it.
Before tasting the flavor, it was nothing more than resorting to a bit of a forceful method anyway.
He didn’t care either way.
“Hey, don’t sleep here,” Yi Yan gently patted his cheek, trying to wake him up a bit.
“Mmh, sleepy,” Lin Ze muttered, unable to even open his eyes.
Seeing that Lin Ze’s flushed cheeks still held a trace of a sweet smile,
Yi Yan pressed his lips together, his eyes calm and still, deep in thought.
After a long while, once he finished smoking that cigarette, he stood up, took off his jacket, draped it over Lin Ze’s head, and picked him up in his arms as he walked out of the room.
A cleaning staff member standing near the doorway locked eyes with Yi Yan and jumped in fright!
“Pr-President Yi, hello!”
Seeing the slender figure cradled in Yi Yan’s arms, whose feet were still clad in black leather shoes, the staff member covered his wide-open mouth in utter shock!
He had never seen President Yi personally carry any man in his arms before!
Pui, that wasn’t right!
Even for a woman, President Yi wouldn’t deign to carry one, right?
Seemingly sensing the other person’s scrutiny, Yi Yan furrowed his brows in annoyance, his tone chillingly cold beyond words. “What are you looking at? Don’t want your eyes anymore?”
Hearing Yi Yan’s threatening words, the staff member hurriedly lowered his head in a panic to apologize, “N-No, I wouldn’t dare!”
Yi Yan pulled the jacket covering Lin Ze’s face up a bit higher, completely shrouding Lin Ze’s face from view.