Ni Jiu (Intoxicated) - Chap 54

Shen Tingwei held the cabinet beside the door, stood up with difficulty and in the breath full of alcohol, he sniffed a familiar breath that made his face red–a voice in his heart said “no” to him, but his body did not. Obediently, he walked towards the room.
The curtains were drawn tightly and the cold white light from the yard poured in through the floor-to-ceiling windows. Shen Tingwei’s eyelids were reddened by the heat in his body and his ears were scorching hot. This is the first time he has entered the bedroom of Lian Jue’s fixed residence. The room is not as big as the one in the previous villa and the overall style is relatively less indifferent. The furniture is European-style, with retro wrought iron wall lamps embedded on both sides of the bed. The simple carvings on the projection wall complement each other. The bedding is dark green and the floor beside the bed was covered with a light-colored wool carpet, a pair of slippers were placed on it.

Lian Jue left in a hurry in the early morning and the light gray nightgown that he had changed was still left by the bedside. On the bedside table were a pair of thin-rimmed glasses, a glass with half a glass of water was left and a pair of glasses that were probably thrown away.
Shen Tingwei stretched out his legs that hardly needed any strength and every step was painful. He could clearly feel his legs tremblingbbut his soft and light steps seemed to be out of control. Purely following his body’s instincts, moving towards the place where the aura that had a fatal attraction to him was the most intense.
He was dizzy, struggling with his strong sense of shame at the moment and couldn’t resist closing his eyes tightly. He was so uncomfortable, the wet clothes on his body rubbed against his skin and he wanted to scream in pain.
Shen Tingwei’s hands trembled uncontrollably. The slippers under his feet were scattered randomly next to Lian Jue’s neatly arranged slippers, stepping on the ground barefooted, unbuttoning his pajamas one by one. He took off his pants and went to sleep. The phone in the trouser pocket fell out and slammed silently on the thick carpet.
He stood naked in front of Lian Jue’s bed, allowing the light from the window to spread on his skin reddened by pheromones or shame. He felt the heat in his eyes suppressed by physiological secretions. Tears flowed from the groundnand the soaked eyelashes hung down wetly. His hands were tightly clasped at the sides of the body, hethen released and his wet eyes were opened.
Then, he slowly picked up the soft silk nightgown, unable to control his behavior, he lowered his head and sniffed the lingering smell of the clothes with force, almost obsessively, letting him find a little peace of mind in this insecurely emotional out-of-control.
…a scent that belongs to Lian Jue.
The speed of Shen Tingwei’s heartbeat suddenly accelerated when an idea jumped into his mind. This sense of shame that broke through the bottom line was mixed with strong desires. His eyes became more wet and other places were also wet. The whole person seemed to be soaked in water. However, he still felt dry mouth.
Lian Jue was taller and stronger than him. The nightgown looked loose and loose over Shen Tingwei’s body. The hem almost fell to his ankles. But the smooth and cool silk was attached to his body, which quickly relieved his skin from the aching friction.
The sweet and greasy aroma of wine mixed with the faint coldness on the clothes, collided and merged with each other. He pursed his dry lips, took the cold glass of water before the bed with both hands and brought it to his lips.

The cold liquid flowed into his dry throat but it was far from being able to relieve his physical torment. Shen Tingwei lifted the quilt and climbed onto the bed, wrapping himself tightly into the cold sheets. His breathing quickly became out of rhythm.
…
Before the cigarette in Lian Jue’s hand was cut off, the phone on the table rang.
It was Kang Tong calling.
Lian Jue first glanced at the time, it was half past nine and Kang Tong was still awake. He put out the cigarette butt and answered the phone: “Why haven’t you slept yet?”
“Dad, when are you going home?” Kang Tong’s voice was low and muffled, as if hiding in some confined space for fear of being heard.
Lian Jue recalled the scene of returning home yesterday, thinking that Kang Tong was pulling Shen Tingwei to play hide-and-seek again, he frowned and his tone was a little serious: “What’s wrong?”
“Weiwei seems to be ill.” Kang Tong still said in a low voice, “…I feel uncomfortable during the day. I want to call you but Weiwei doesn’t allow it, saying that it will disturb your work.”
Lian Jue paused: “Sick?”
“He’s been sweating all the time and his face is so pale… I called you secretly.”

Lian Jue quickly said, “I see.”
He hung up the phone, took his coat, got up and walked out of the office. Lin Chen was leading the lawyer towards him and when he saw that he seemed to be leaving, he was stunned: “…Lian, what are you?”
“Something happened.”
Lian Jue nodded and then gave Lin Chen a wink. Lin Chen hurriedly said to the lawyer, “Lawyer Liu, please come to the conference room with me to discuss in detail.”
The lawyer naturally didn’t care, nodded and said, “Okay.”
Although Lian Jue has never been enthusiastic towards people, he has always been rigorous in his approach to work and has never changed his work plan so temporarily.
Lin Chen turned his head and looked at Lian Jue’s back, who left in a hurry, a little puzzled.
Lian Jue didn’t wait for the driver to come, he took the key and went to the basement to drive.
…
Shen Tingwei was curled up in that narrow cabinet yesterday. He was blushing and looked at him with a deep memory. Lian Jue wanted to find a doctor to go back with him but he didn’t know what was wrong with Shen Tingwei, so he decided to call Shen Tingwei first.
The prompt on the phone rang for a long time and it was not until Lian Jue put on his seat belt and started the car that he was finally connected.
Lian Jue looked at the rearview mirror, backed the car out of the parking space and asked Shen Tingwei, “What’s wrong?”
There was only a very light rustling sound on the other end of the phone, as if the earpiece was rubbing against the cloth. It was played loudly by the Bluetooth-connected car stereo, the sound lasted for a while and was a bit harsh.
Lian Jue’s temper was almost worn away by the disturbing noise. He asked again in a calm voice, “What’s wrong with you?”
There was no voice on the other side for a long time.
Shen Tingwei’s voice was a little hoarse. First, he gave a soft “um”, like a low hum from his nose and then said in a very strange tone, “No…”
Lian Jue’s movements paused and his expression became weird.
Then, he silently drove the car out of the basement and stopped on the side of the road.
The voice from Shen Tingwei’s throat is not unfamiliar to Lian Jue. The messy breathing sound overlapped with the thin sound of the quilt. The light and hoarse murmurs were mixed in from time to time. Several kinds of sounds were not very loud but they were combined into a kind of movement that made it difficult to ignore. It comes from the car stereo with good sound quality.
Lian Jue’s originally tight heart suddenly changed to another tight method and then he felt a little irritable.
Even Lian Jue himself is not very keen on bed affairs and now he is too busy to remember these things but after all, he is a normal adult who was called by Shen Tingwei on the phone so inexplicably and without shame felt nevitably hot. Then, felt speechless.
Lian Jue’s brow furrowed even tighter when he saw that he didn’t want to hang up the phone for a long time. He took out a cigarette, put it in his mouth and wanted to open the window to light it but he threw the cigarette back to the passenger because of the unspeakable sound of the car , so his irritability became deeper.
“Shen Tingwei, what kind of hobby do you have?” He couldn’t control his tone well, his voice was annoyed and cold, “I don’t think you are sick, you are in heat.”
After a while, there was another voice: “Um…”
Shen Tingwei’s trembling voice came out of the speakers, his voice was mixed with a less obvious cry.

“Lian Jue, I’m in heat…”