Gu Yan, "..." Is this an insult, an insult, or an insult?!
Rong Mochen discarded a card, "Don’t cause any casualties. Even a cornered rabbit will bite."
"Damn, Boss Rong, can’t you wait till this round is over to discard?" Xiao Nanqing was speechless; he had three tiles waiting to complete a set! Did he know he was about to win big this round and do this on purpose?
Rong Mochen glanced indifferently at Xiao Nanqing, stood up, picked up the suit jacket from the back of his chair, "I’m leaving."
And he really left!
Xiao Nanqing clicked his tongue, grabbed his clothes, and left as well.
Lei Yicheng stood up, "Thankfully." His hand was so bad it was unplayable!
Watching as one after another left before him, Gu Yan felt his heart crumble.
Then, Gu Yan turned to Huo Shaojun, "Old four, wanna watch a movie?"
"You go ahead." Huo Shaojun said.
"..." Gu Yan gritted his teeth, face darkening, "I don’t want to go blind alone!"
Huo Shaojun fished out his phone from his pocket and dialed a number, "Inform the Song Mansion to co pick soone up from Jue Shi."
Finally, Huo Shaojun hung up the phone, grabbed his coat and headed towards the door. As he passed Gu Yan, he patted him on the shoulder, "Thanks for the hard work."
Gu Yan grabbed his arm, lanting, "Keep company."
Huo Shaojun rarely smiled at Gu Yan, "You know, my tastes are quite singular." Only for a certain soone.
Gu Yan was annoyed to death, "You make it sound like my tastes are very complicated."
"Not complicated, just heavy-tasting." Huo Shaojun said seriously.
Gu Yan, "..." It’s like they’d rather choke him to death rather than not tease him!
Actually, these guys tease Gu Yan just to ss with him, because Gu Yan is so "adorably" naive.
The reason for saying Gu Yan has "heavy tastes" cos from Nie Xiaoxing.
Gu Yan always found Nie Xiaoxing ugly, uh... well, to be honest, Nie Xiaoxing did seem a bit plain to them.
But for so reason, even though Gu Yan was adamant about not wanting any involvent with Nie Xiaoxing, staunchly opposing the marriage his mother arranged for him, which had nearly made his mother give up, he still ended up sleeping with her...
Thus, the origin of Gu Yan’s "heavy tastes"...
Gu Yan irritably ruffled his hair, grabbed the USB in his hand, and disappeared into the hotel’s computer room.
No choice, he lost the bet, after all.
Blindness, here I co!
...
Nearing midnight, the bedside lamp in Jian Liangtong’s room was still lit.
When the phone rang, Jian Liangtong quickly picked it up, glanced at the caller ID, and eagerly answered, "Huo Shaojun."
"...Not asleep?" Huo Shaojun’s deep voice wafted over.
"Mm." Jian Liangtong glanced at Hao Hao, who was sweetly asleep beside her.
"I’m downstairs at your place." Huo Shaojun said.
"I’ll co down." Jian Liangtong replied.
"Wear a coat." Huo Shaojun reminded.
It’s autumn, the late night inevitably carries a chill.
Jian Liangtong smiled faintly, got off the bed, and grabbed a light trench coat from the wardrobe to drape over herself.
She walked to the bedside, leaned down to kiss Hao Hao’s forehead, turned off the bedside lamp, and left the bedroom.
...
In less than ten minutes, Jian Liangtong’s slender figure erged from the elevator.
Huo Shaojun was standing by the lobby entrance. Hearing the elevator’s sound, he turned his head lightly to look at her.
Jian Liangtong quickly walked up to him, looping an arm around his.
Huo Shaojun smirked, using his other hand to gently pat her head.
Jian Liangtong smiled at him, tightening her hold on his arm, and they left the residential area together.
As soon as they got into the car, Jian Liangtong found herself pulled by the neck and kissed on the lips.
His tongue gently bearing a hint of nicotine slipped into her mouth, capturing her little tongue.
Jian Liangtong couldn’t help but gasp, lightly trailing a hand up his arm that held control over her nape.
Huo Shaojun kissed deeper, almost reaching Jian Liangtong’s throat.
Jian Liangtong’s eyes were misty, her fingers digging tightly into his rock-hard arm, frowning slightly, struggling to bear it.
The kiss lingered on.
Long enough that Jian Liangtong estimated she might suffocate if he didn’t stop.
Huo Shaojun finally moved his lips and tongue away from Jian Liangtong’s, his deep, cold eyes gazing upon Jian Liangtong’s blushing cheeks visible even in the dim car interior, and couldn’t resist pecking at her dewy lips again, "Every day we’re apart, I just want to kiss you like this."
"..." Jian Liangtong’s eyes glistened with a haze, cheeks flushed, looking at him bashfully yet tenderly.
Huo Shaojun’s large hand on the back of her neck moved forward, gently cupping her hot cheek, and casually helped her fasten the seatbelt, his cold eyes piercing deeply into hers, raspy voice saying, "I don’t plan to let you go ho tonight, so, co to my place."
Aside from her face growing redder, Jian Liangtong had no objections.
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