Xie Jianyuan stood coldly at the door, his brows and eyes seemingly shrouded in a layer of frost that never faded. When he saw the scene inside the room, his pupils suddenly contracted.
"Get out of here!"
He stepped forward and grabbed Jiang Xiuyan's arm with such force that he felt as if he wanted to crush it.
Jiang Xiuyan was completely unprepared for Xie Jianyuan's appearance, and his face went blank for a moment. However, he quickly recovered and subconsciously tried to explain the situation.
"It's not what you think," he said. "Someone else took it upon themselves to..."
"Shut up." Xie Jianyuan's expression was icy, his eyes seemingly hiding unfathomable black vortexes. After coldly uttering a few words, he didn't look at him again.
"Jiang Xiuyan, don't make me look down on you."
He was surrounded by a violent rage, his eyes were sinister. Jiang Xiuyan at him, his mind blank for a moment. He had almost never seen this dark side of Xie Jianyuan before.
Xie Jianyuan's impression on him had always been that of a sunny and cheerful person who always had a smile on his face. He was somewhat lazy and careless in his work, but he had a very good temper and he had almost never seen him angry.
Jiang Xiuyan said in a hoarse voice, "... Jianyuan."
Xie Jianyuan scooped Xu Chun up in his arms, not even sparing Jiang Xiuyan a glance, and coldly uttered a few words: "Get out of the way."
Jiang Xiuyan's face immediately turned pale. He looked at Xu Chun, whose eyes were closed, in his arms, and wanted to say something.
Xie Jianyuan, however, carried Xu Chun and strode out the door without looking back.
He took the elevator all the way to the underground parking lot, then called his agent and asked him to find a way to contact Xu Chun's assistant or agent, saying that he didn't need to be picked up, as he was with Xu Chun.
After saying that, he threw his phone on the passenger seat and glanced at Xu Chun in the rearview mirror. He saw Xu Chun curled up in the back seat, his originally fair face flushed with a faint blush. His lips were slightly parted unconsciously. He seemed to be feeling hot and uncomfortable, tossing and turning, and occasionally letting out soft moans.
Xie Jianyuan pedal, and the car's speed increased rapidly, shooting forward like an arrow.
What should have been a 30-minute journey was shortened to just over ten minutes. Once home, Xie Jianyuan closed the door, carried Xu Chun in his arms, and went straight to the bedroom, where he placed him on the bed.
The moment her skin touched the cool, silky fabric, Xu Chun let out a soft moan of comfort, her cheeks unconsciously rubbing against the sheets, hoping to relieve the unbearable heat.
Xie Jianyuan crouched down slightly, looking directly at Xu Chun's face, his dark pupils reflecting Xu Chun's current appearance.
"Brother Chun..."
Xie Jianyuan reached out and gently brushed the black hair from Xu Chun's forehead. His fingertips were damp with a thin layer of sweat, and the cool touch slightly relieved the feverish temperature on Xu Chun's body.
Xie Jianyuan looked at the man holding his arm, his face showing a look of dependence, and his eyes darkened.
Just as he was about to withdraw his hand, Xu Chun made a gurgling sound from his throat, seemingly complaining about Xie Jianyuan's attempt to pull his hand back.
Xie Jianyuan now vaguely understood that Xu Chun might not simply be drunk. His gaze slowly moved down, landing on Xu Chun's lower body.
"Brother Chun..."
Xie Jianyuan called his name softly again, but unlike before, his voice had inexplicably become somewhat low and hoarse.
Xu Chun naturally couldn't respond to him.
Xie Jianyuan's apple bobbed unconsciously, his eyes were dark and deep. He lowered his gaze slightly, glanced at his hand that Xu Chun was holding, pursed his thin lips, and slowly moved Xu Chun's hand down with him.
"Hmm..."
Xu Chun's tightly furrowed brows finally relaxed a little, and a soft, comfortable moan escaped her throat.
Xie Jianyuan raised an eyebrow, both amused and exasperated, his face showing helpless indulgence.
Xu Chun's mind was a blur. He felt lightheaded, with a comfortable sensation emanating from every pore, and all the blood in his body seemed to rush downwards.
His sluggish brain was unaware of what he was doing; he only wanted to seize that moment of pleasure and then amplify it, acting entirely on instinct.
It shook its head uncomfortably as an overwhelming wave of pleasure washed over it, threatening to engulf it. Suddenly, it felt a surge of fear and struggled to escape.
Xie Jianyuan pulled him back, then raised his hands high above his head, staring down at him.
"... Waaah."
Xie Jianyuan's eyes darkened further. He leaned down and whispered in his ear in a hoarse voice, "Don't even think about running away."
As her desires accumulated and escalated, yet never reached their peak, Xu Chun grew anxious, and whimpering sounds kept escaping her throat.
He drew out his words after an unknown amount of time, raising his slender white neck like a dying swan. He felt a flash of white light before his eyes, and his mind went blank, unable to process anything.
Seeing Xu Chun collapse onto the bed, satisfied and unwilling to move a finger, he raised an eyebrow with a half-smile and whispered in his ear, "Brother Chun, you still have me."
He slowly took Xu Chun's hand in his. Xu Chun's hands were long and fair, showing that she rarely did manual labor, and her palms and fingertips were very smooth and delicate.
Xu Chun's palms were incredibly tender and smooth, bringing a pleasant sensation wherever they touched.
Perhaps feeling somewhat uncomfortable, Xu Chun let out a slightly dissatisfied whimper and subconsciously tried to pull her hand back, but Xie Jianyuan held it firmly, preventing her from moving at all.
"No cheating."
Xie Jianyuan pressed his nose against Xu Chun's, his warm breath brushing against Xu Chun's cheek, and they exchanged a sweet kiss.
He narrowed his eyes slightly, his Adam's apple bobbing up and down; he was completely immersed in the sea of desire.
"Kiss me." Xie Jianyuan pecked at Xu Chun's lips and said in a hoarse voice, "Kiss me and I'll let you go, Brother Chun."