“Ran into him at the cemetery, caught a ride back on his way,” Su Yi poured a cup of tea and smelled it.
He said as soon as he walked in, he felt this scent was somewhat familiar; the first time he drank it at Zhuang Qingyuan’s, it was this one. It should be that the boss prepared it according to Zhuang Qingyuan’s preferences. It seems Zhuang Qingyuan is a regular customer here.
“North District Cemetery?” Zhuang Qingyuan did not know Su Yi would go. If he had known, he wouldn’t have gone back last night; he would have stayed with Su Yi, and today he would have accompanied Su Yi there.
Su Yi frowned: “Am I in the North District Cemetery?”
One in the south, one in the north—Su Xinghan is truly ruthless!
Even in death, he had to keep him and his mother a hundred miles apart; even in death, they cannot see each other!
Zhuang Qingyuan only then reacted—Su Yi likely didn’t know where his own grave was.
Seeing a momentary stupefaction on Zhuang Qingyuan’s face, Su Yi knew he had guessed right. He lowered his eyes and took a sip of tea as if nothing had happened.
But the hand holding the teacup was tightening; too much force was used, and the fingertips turned white.
Worse than a beast!
Such a person… how is he worthy of being a father!
Zhuang Qingyuan wrapped his hands around Su Yi’s, took the teacup away, held his hands, and blew on them: “You even scalded your hands; why didn’t you put it down?”
“I hate him!” Su Yi lowered his head and murmured.
Zhuang Qingyuan heard it and understood. He gripped Su Yi’s hand tightly: “The Su family’s hotels have already been investigated. Su Xinghan has been pulling resources for Su Yu’an. Qingyi has already greeted all parties; no one dares to help him. Rest assured, they won’t have it easy anymore.”
Su Yi gave an “mm,” acknowledging the investigation. The current state of the Su family he gave him was the same as what Zhuang Qingyuan said.
Su Yi raised his eyes again, and there was no emotion in them—plain and indifferent, as if that sentence of hate just now had never existed.
Seeing Su Yi return to a calm expression so quickly, Zhuang Qingyuan felt a panic for no reason.
At the mall, he could tell Su Yi was angry, but once in the car, Su Yi’s emotions remained flat and calm.
Now it was the same; just after saying he hated Su Xinghan, in the blink of an eye, he could return to calmness instantly.
How can a person living… have no emotional outbursts? Too calm, so calm that Zhuang Qingyuan felt panicked and scared watching!
In his acting, Su Yi was vivid and fervent; he would laugh from his heart, cry until he had an emotional breakdown; his emotions were abundant and natural.
But now, Su Yi completely suppressed his emotions, as if forcing himself to not care about anything.
The consequence of this kind of suppression is that a person will become more and more indifferent, losing interest in everything. This is absolutely not a good direction!
Zhuang Qingyuan wanted to let Su Yi relax completely in front of him, to cry if he wanted to cry, to laugh if he wanted to laugh, to live vividly and willfully, without needing any suppression!
If he’s angry, scolding him or hitting him is fine!
Instead of letting everything accumulate at the bottom of his heart.
Thinking like this, although Zhuang Qingyuan didn’t figure out how to make Su Yi’s emotions explode, instead, his own emotions were fully stirred up.
He asked the question he had always cared about most and wanted to ask the most: “Su Yi, I want to ask why you agreed to the marriage alliance. Is it because you like that Lu Li?”
Zhuang Qingyuan’s speaking speed was particularly fast. Su Yi heard the obvious impatience in his words and turned to look at Zhuang Qingyuan.
No wonder Zhuang Qingyuan’s attitude toward Lu Li was like that back then; it was because he had previously agreed to the marriage with Lu Li.
Su Yi: “If I say yes, will you stay away from me?”
“No.”
The next second, Zhuang Qingyuan pulled Su Yi into his arms and held him tight.
“You are my Su Yi, mine.”
Su Yi was scooped over by Zhuang Qingyuan’s single arm; he didn’t even have time to react, just felt his body lift into the air, and he was already in Zhuang Qingyuan’s arms.
This person… how can he have such great strength!
And he held him death-tight, squeezing until his bones ached.
Su Yi raised his hand to push Zhuang Qingyuan but found he couldn’t push him at all. With no other way, he lowered his head, laid on Zhuang Qingyuan’s shoulder, opened his mouth, and bit down.
Zhuang Qingyuan “hissed” in pain but lived through it, still not letting go at all, letting Su Yi bite him.
This can be considered an outlet, as long as Su Yi is not completely unresponsive, it’s fine!
Until he tasted the smell of blood in his mouth, Su Yi loosened his bite. Seeing the spots of scarlet blood on Zhuang Qingyuan’s white shirt, he asked: “Does it not hurt, you idiot? Why not let go?”
“It hurts.”
Zhuang Qingyuan was truly bitten in pain. His voice carried grievance, his head nestled in Su Yi’s neck, rubbing against him like a big dog.
“If it hurts, why not let go?” Su Yi lowered his head, stroking the blood-stained clothes, lifted his eyelashes, and said, “Zhuang Qingyuan, why like Su Yi? Liking Su Yi will be painful; letting go, okay?”
Zhuang Qingyuan shook his head violently, holding the person tightly and not letting go.
Being bear-hugged by a big dog, a trace of softness appeared in Su Yi’s sharp, cold eyes. He sighed silently and rubbed Zhuang Qingyuan’s head: “Are you stupid!”
Being petted on the head, Zhuang Qingyuan instantly released Su Yi and stared at Su Yi’s eyes in shock.
Fortunately, he did not miss the softness that hadn’t yet dissipated in those eyes.
“Su Yi…”
Zhuang Qingyuan called Su Yi’s name again and again, wanting to let that little bit of soft light stay for a second longer, and then another second longer.
“Mm.” Su Yi watched Zhuang Qingyuan’s clear eyes slowly become infatuated.
Su Yi discovered he really liked Zhuang Qingyuan’s eyes; they were filled with burning, deep affection.
Unexpectedly, Zhuang Qingyuan’s next sentence left Su Yi laughing and crying.
Zhuang Qingyuan: “Scold me.”
What kind of hobby is this; why is he asking to be scolded again? Su Yi couldn’t help but chuckle softly.
“Clearly you are angry, why not vent it out? From now on, when you are angry, scold me; don’t keep it in your heart. If you bottle it up for too long, you will… be uncomfortable.” Zhuang Qingyuan said.
If you bottle it up for too long, will it be uncomfortable? He doesn’t know anymore. Su Yi is used to indifferently dealing with emotions; anyway, no one cares.
But even if he is angry, he wouldn’t be able to scold Zhuang Qingyuan, right? Or is it that he usually tells Zhuang Qingyuan to shut up and is too fierce to him?
“Am I too fierce to you?” Su Yi asked.
“No.” Zhuang Qingyuan shook his head. Has Su Yi ever been fierce to him?
He hasn’t? Su Yi felt that telling someone to shut up is already very fierce, but Zhuang Qingyuan’s reactions are always too obedient. Could it be… Zhuang Qingyuan has a fetish for others being fierce to him!
If a high-and-mighty boss has this fetish, it is indeed not easy to get satisfied. No wonder he insists on making himself scold him.
Su Yi seems to have understood!
Su Yi felt a bit heartbroken as he held Zhuang Qingyuan’s handsome face. What a handsome big dog, how could he have such a fetish? Then he will scold him appropriately in the future to satisfy the little puppy.
Su Yi: “Fine, I will scold you in the future.”
“Really?” A light flashed in Zhuang Qingyuan’s eyes. Su Yi was finally willing to expose his emotions in front of him.
People only let go of their restraints in front of those closest to them. Does this mean he has already walked into Su Yi’s heart and become the person closest to Su Yi!
Since they are intimate people, doing intimate things shouldn’t be too much, right!
Zhuang Qingyuan: “Su Yi, I want to kiss you.”
Kiss? Hearing this request, Su Yi’s expression paused suddenly.
It… also wasn’t impossible!
But, this has to return to that question from the other day.
Kissing and hugging are qualitatively different; kissing is defining the relationship between two people.
Being a “kept” lover? His former self had the strength, and it worked, but now, he definitely couldn’t afford to keep Zhuang Qingyuan; he had no money!
Of course, it was impossible for him to be kept by Zhuang Qingyuan using Qian Xu’s identity.
Then there is another type of relationship: familiar in bed, but outside of bed, everyone goes back to their own homes.
But last time, Zhuang Qingyuan didn’t seem willing and insisted on talking about feelings.
But feelings—Su Yi is not good at them and fears them. He wouldn’t allow himself to touch them. He admits he is timid and cowardly; he is indeed afraid of being covered in bruises after falling in love.
“Is it not possible?” Zhuang Qingyuan asked.
Su Yi looked at Zhuang Qingyuan. Regardless of appearance or body, he was very satisfied with this person. Since he delivered himself to his door, there was no reason not to take a bite.
Su Yi placed his hand on Zhuang Qingyuan’s shoulder, rose slightly, and his posture changed to sitting astride Zhuang Qingyuan.
Zhuang Qingyuan watched Su Yi’s actions, and Su Yi’s slow approach made his breathing become rapid, and his heartbeat pounded uncontrollably.
Su Yi agreed; he really had walked into Su Yi’s heart.
“Su Yi.”
Zhuang Qingyuan’s eyes were infatuated, too excited; his voice was so hoarse it couldn’t be more so. So happy—so happy that he felt his heart could jump out of his chest in the next moment.
Su Yi felt Zhuang Qingyuan’s body tense up, his mouth hooked up, and his eyes held seduction!
Su Yi was seducing him again. Zhuang Qingyuan stared at Su Yi’s eyes and closed his own, his throat rolling. He couldn’t look at Su Yi anymore; he was going to go crazy, he was afraid he wouldn’t be able to control himself.
Su Yi chuckled lightly and leaned over to kiss Zhuang Qingyuan’s lips lightly.
He was kissed!
Having been kissed, Zhuang Qingyuan’s arms hugging Su Yi tightened. He opened his eyes and leaned forward: “Su Yi, more.”
Su Yi stroked Zhuang Qingyuan’s cheek and lowered his head to kiss him.
……
The private room door was knocked on from the outside in a very annoying way. Su Yi got up and flipped over to sit to the side.
When the waiter entered, Zhuang Qingyuan’s ears were completely red, and his hand under the table was tightly holding Su Yi’s, not letting go.
His heart was pounding like thunder right now!
The dishes were served, the waiter left silently and helped the two close the door.
Zhuang Qingyuan couldn’t wait even a moment; he turned around, hugged Su Yi, and let Su Yi sit on him again.
He leaned his head over, wanting to kiss again.
Su Yi raised his hand to cover Zhuang Qingyuan’s mouth; this moment was the best time to negotiate terms.
His fingertips brushed across Zhuang Qingyuan’s tall nose bridge. Su Yi lowered his voice, carrying seduction: “Can’t take it anymore?”
“I still want to.” Zhuang Qingyuan’s body and mind were united. With his mouth covered, it still couldn’t stop him from urgently kissing Su Yi’s palm.
As a result, Su Yi’s hand slid down, pinched Zhuang Qingyuan’s chin, and pushed that handsome face far away, making it impossible for Zhuang Qingyuan to kiss him at all.
“Su Yi, you kiss me…”
“Fine.” Su Yi chuckled lowly, “Promise me one condition.”
Zhuang Qingyuan: “Fine, you say it. I will promise any condition; you can even have my life.”
Su Yi: “I don’t want your life. Don’t talk about feelings; it’s good for you and good for me, okay?”
As soon as this sentence came out, it was like a bucket of ice water poured down, instantly extinguishing the fire on Zhuang Qingyuan’s body. Zhuang Qingyuan felt frozen from head to toe.
What he wanted was Su Yi’s heart; he wanted Su Yi to love him!
Su Yi looked at Zhuang Qingyuan’s clear eyes again—did he fail again? He thought he could negotiate it this time.
Su Yi got up, just got on his knees, but was pressed back down by Zhuang Qingyuan’s hand.
“Su Yi, marry me.”
Zhuang Qingyuan looked at Su Yi with determined eyes and said, “As long as you agree to get a marriage license with me, I will promise you anything!”
Su Yi laughed out loud, patted Zhuang Qingyuan’s shoulder, and said: “Stop messing around, let go.”
Zhuang Qingyuan: “I won’t! Lu Li is okay, why can’t I be? Su Yi, you can just treat it as a marriage alliance. If you need, we can also sign a marriage alliance contract.”
A marriage alliance contract—Su Yi’s body paused for a moment. This was indeed one way of thinking.
He had originally already agreed to a marriage alliance, hadn’t he? It’s just that replacing the person for the alliance with Zhuang Qingyuan doesn’t seem impossible!
Seeing that Su Yi’s hand pushing him was loosening a bit, Zhuang Qingyuan knew there was a chance!
“Su Yi, you are Qian Xu now; getting a marriage certificate is also an explanation for Sister Qian Qian.” Zhuang Qingyuan continued outputting, “As long as you agree, I will let the lawyer come immediately to draft the marriage regulations. I definitely will not pester you to talk about feelings; you will be absolutely free.”
Su Yi listened, and his heart was wavering.
Zhuang Qingyuan’s tone carried a plea: “Su Yi, promise me, okay? Lu Li was okay, why can’t it be me!”