Bo Lin was having a hard time. A drunk Hua Jian was anything but well-behaved.
The trip from the top floor down to the thirty-second was short, but Hua Jian clung to him so much that Bo Lin broke into a sweat in the well-air-conditioned elevator.
Hua Jian smelled strongly of alcohol, but it wasn't unpleasant at all.
Like a big dog, he wrapped himself tightly around Bo Lin from behind.
His grip was intensely possessive. Bo Lin even felt a little pain in his arms.
But that pain was just right.
"Ah!" Bo Lin suddenly let out a short gasp.
The man behind him buried his head in the crook of his neck and mumbled, "You smell so good."
Bo Lin's heart gave a heavy thump.
It had been just like this when he and Hua Jian first met, when Hua Jian had been drugged and he had been drunk.
Hua Jian had held him and said, "You smell so good."
They stood in the enclosed space, with air conditioning blowing overhead.
Just then, the elevator dinged as it reached their floor.
When Bo Lin spoke again, his voice was terribly hoarse. "Hua Jian, be good. Come back to the room with me first."
He didn't know whether Hua Jian understood.
But when Bo Lin stepped out of the elevator, Hua Jian followed him very obediently.
Bo Lin had a difficult time getting from the elevator to the room.
Once they finally got inside, Bo Lin sighed in relief at the sight of the large bed. He dragged Hua Jian over, intending to push him onto it.
At first, everything went smoothly. Hua Jian collapsed onto the bed in a daze, but just as Bo Lin was congratulating himself, a powerful force yanked him down.
After the world spun