Ni Jiu (Intoxicated) - Chap 71

Lian Jue lowered his head and looked at Shen Tingwei who was very close to him.
Shen Tingwei’s chest rose and fell slightly with his breathing. He looked nervous as he waited for his response and even the small mole on the tip of his ear became redder. He was still holding the corner of Lian Jue’s shirt tightly in his hand, not pinching it but holding it hard, as if he was afraid that he would shut him out.

He accidentally touched Lian Jue’s flank with his fingertips that were very hot, like sparks bursting out of shyness, burning Lian Jue’s skin and his throat. He don’t know if it was Lian Jue’s illusion, the sweet and sour wine smells stronger.
Lian Jue looked at Shen Tingwei’s face and asked him in his low and magnetic voice, “Do you like jasmine?”
Shen Tingwei lowered his head and let out an “um”, his hand loosened the corner of Lian Jue’s clothes and without thinking, he directly touched Lian Jue’s hand with his slightly wet palm and touched the back of Lian Jue’s hand with his fingertips. He thought that Lian Jue might mind the sweat on his palms but it was too late to take it back.
His hand was tightly clasped by Lian Jue.
Lian Jue firmly inserted his fingers between his fingers feeling the dampness in Shen Tingwei’s palm but he didn’t seem to care.
Shen Tingwei was gently pulled by Lian Jue and brought into the study. Lian Jue pressed him on the bookcase with a whole transparent glass beside the door. His back was pressed against the glass on the cabinet door. Fortunately the weather hadn’t turned cold and this insignificant coolness was not enough to make him feel abrupt.

He raised his head to look at Lian Jue’s handsome and tough face. He closed his eyes as if he had a hunch about what was going to happen next.
Lian Jue lowered his head and stared at Shen Ting’s trembling eyelashes when he closed his eyes.
Shen Tingwei raised his thin chin, his thin lips were slightly different and his unheld hand lightly touched Lian Jue’s chest.
Shen Tingwei was so focused on waiting for a kiss that he seldom saw him. Even on the bed, Shen Tingwei only took the initiative when he was seducing and when he was soft, he became passive. Most of the time, he was semi-compulsive. He pinched Shen Tingwei’s chin but did not kiss him.
Shen Tingwei waited for a long time with his eyes close but he didn’t wait for the kiss on his lips. He opened his eyes blankly. He just happened to bump into the undisguised teasing in Lian Jue’s eyes.

However, Lian Jue could not see the expected reaction from Shen Tingwei’s eyes, was it embarassment or anger? Shen Tingwei just stared at him for a few seconds, then lifted the hand lightly on Lian Jue’s chest and hooked his neck.
Soon, the shallow smile in Lian Jue’s eyes slowly faded away.
Shen Tingwei stood on tiptoe like he was at the door just now and leaned over to kiss him.
Shen Tingwei’s lips were very soft. He rubbed against Lian Jue’s slightly cool lips and closed his eyes again. He was clumsy but the way he kissed Lian Jue was very focused.
He was like a young beginner in kissing. He imitated the way Lian Jue used to kiss him. First carefully biting Lian Jue’s lips with his teeth, then sucking and grinding his lower lip.
Shen Tingwei’s breathing was deliberately lightened and slowed down but he was still breathing evenly and steadily. Calmly, not like kissing, but more like testing his youthful learning achievements, so that he could change his mind.
The tip of his wet and hot tongue licked lightly along the crevice of Lian Jue’s lips. After wetting Lian Jue’s lips, he quietly slipped into the lips that Lian Jue did not know when to open.

Lian Jue has a refreshing air on his body but there was a very faint smell of smoke on his tongue. Shen Tingwei didn’t like the smell of smoke, but he couldn’t say he was disgusted by the subtle bitterness that he felt in the entanglement of their lips and tongue.
He thought Lian Jue was really angry. He also secretly smoked.
He also thought that Lian Jue needed to secretly and that he didn’t smoke in front of him during this period of time, probably out of care.
Shen Tingwei unskilledly licked from the tip of Lian Jue’s soft tongue to the uneven upper jaw, as if unknowingly brought Lian Jue’s strong desires from the tickling.
Lian Jue noticed that Shen Tingwei didn’t even notice to please him. Lian Jue loosened his hand from his fingers and pulled his arm around his neck. Shen Tingwei quickly hugged him tightly.
Lian Jue had never received such a slow and clear kiss. Every inch of Shen Tingwei’s touch that swept his mouth was magnified a hundred times making him a little impatient. But he didn’t intend to stop Shen Tingwei’s unhurried kiss and even lowered his head a little in response to the strength of the arm hooked around his neck.
Lian Jue was now in charge of the rhythm of their lips and teeth. The warm palms passed behind his neck, easily pressing Shen Tingwei into his arms completely. His palms fit against the back of Shen Tingwei’s neck. His rough and dry thumb rubbed against the smooth skin behind Shen Tingwei’s ears grinding out the color of lust on his fair skin.
After kissing for a long time, Shen Tingwei leaned against Lian Jue’s arms to breathe.
He has a strong smell of alcohol but his consciousness is still clear, so he can clearly feel the changes in Lian Jue’s body.
“You got an erection, Lian Jue.” Shen Tingwei called his name in a low voice and said, “Do you want it?”

Shen Tingwei sometimes said things like this without realizing it will make him feel embarass in a while. Lian Jue laughed at his nonsense but he seemed to understand what he wanted to express and lowered his eyes to look at Shen Tingwei: “Are you in heat again?”
He didn’t laugh but there was joy in his voice.
Shen Tingwei’s need for s*x is much greater than his. Fortunately, the two of them are in good tune physically, Shen Tingwei is very dependent on him and likes him very much. Lian Jue has never thought about this request in this regard.Stingy, but happy to cooperate.

However, Shen Tingwei shook his head unexpectedly and said no. Lian Jue’s hand that touched his shirt stopped.
The next second, Shen Tingwei raised his hand and wrapped his arms around Lian Jue’s neck, burying his face in Lian Jue’s shoulder and rubbing gently: “But I want it…”
Lian Jue didn’t understand the difference between “in heat” and “want” but this trivial confusion only stayed in his mind for a short moment, all in all it was s*x.

Lian Jue carried Shen Tingwei to the desk and took off his loose home pants. Shen Tingwei’s slender legs were exposed in the air. When Lian Jue touched his legs, he felt a layer of light goosebumps on it.
Lian Jue stopped his hand that wanted to unbutton his pajamas and touched his smooth waist from the hem: “Cold?”
Shen Tingwei shook his head and said it wasn’t cold. Lian Jue lowered his head and pushed his clothes up a bit.
Shen Tingwei’s lower abdomen bulged into a rounded arc. It seemed to be a bloated balloon hidden under the fair and smooth skin. Lian Jue’s palm covered it, feeling the heat from under the skin. Shen Tingwei’s legs gently touched and hooked his waist.
He could feel Shen Tingwei’s nervousness but he didn’t subconsciously resist being touched by him like he used to.
Lian Jue’s hand continued to touch into his shirt and traveled up the ribs. His palms stroking the small bulge on his chest through the soft lace on his chest. Lian Jue leaned over to him, pecked and kissed his profile face and auricle. He reached out to his belt buckle with the other hand that Shen Tingwei had not wrapped around his neck.
Shen Tingwei’s hand was caught by him. Lian Jue controlled his movements to release the cold belt buckle and let him pull down the pants chain for him.
Shen Tingwei wasn’t too stupid at this time. He blushed and touched the erect pen*s in his underwear. Lian Jue left his hand and touched it from his thigh.
Shen Tingwei’s body is very special. It doesn’t take a long time to expand to have s*x with him. Lian Jue’s hand was already wet when he touched it, it must have been caused by their passionate kissed just now.
Lian Jue’s fingers went in and out of him several times. The slippery liquid inside soaked his entire fingers. His movements brought out more warm intestinal juice dripping down the bottom of his legs. Shen Tingwei listened when the liquid hit some papers. His eyes moistened. He grabbed Lian Jue’s hand and said with a red face, “The document…”
Lian Jue supported his waist, pulled out the documents under him, glanced at it and threw it on the chair beside him.
“It got wet by you.” Lian Jue’s tone was reproachful but there was no change in his eyes.

Shen Tingwei said sorry in embarrassment. Lian Jue pulled out the hand on Shen Tingwei’s chest. He put his warm and big palm on top of Shen Tingwei’s head.
Lian Jue’s rough palm pressed against his hip bone and asked him, “Why do you have so much fluid?”

Shen Tingwei’s eyes narrowed because of shame. He looked at Lian Jue covering himself. He opened his mouth but didn’t say anything. Lian Jue’s shirt was still neat, he lowered his head and kissed Shen Tingwei’s eyes and the bridge of his nose. He wrapped the back of Shen Tingwei’s hand with his intestinal juices and pushed in with him holding his hot object.
It was not the first time that Shen Tingwei had s*x with Lian Jue in this manner. The last time was in the villa in the southern suburbs. Lian Jue carried him to the kitchen counter and rudely rammed inside him but this time, Lian Jue was very gentle.
He ran his fingers through Shen Tingwei’s smooth hair, gently pressing his scalp while pushing himself into Shen Tingwei’s wet acupoint. His breathing was heavy. His arms showed smooth and beautiful muscle contours due to depression. Shen Tingwei groaned softly. His legs were wrapped around Lian Jue’s waist allowing Lian Jue to enter more smoothly.
Lian Jue’s hand left, Shen Tingwei’s hand was still on the place where the two met. His palm was wet with cold mucus. He didn’t know if it was his own or Lian Jue’s.
Lian Jue grinds shallowly at the mouth of his acupoint, pushing in from time to time but restrains himself and exits halfway through.
Shen Tingwei raised his chin to kiss Lian Jue, holding the base of Lian Jue’s pen*s and took him to the depths when he pushed in.
Lian Jue’s lips rubbed his lips, his eyes were deep and he asked in a low voice, “Can you stand it?”
Shen Ting staggered his eyes and said it was ok. Lian Jue pulled his hand away and slowly pushed himself in making sure he didn’t feel any discomfort and then gently moved according to his thin hip bone.
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The next day, Shen Tingwei accidentally overslept. It was already ten o’clock in the morning when he was woken up by the vibration of his mobile phone.
Shen Tingwei’s face was hidden in the shadows drawn by half of the curtains. Before his sullen eyes could adjust to the strong light of the summer, he first smelled a familiar fragrance in his nose.
On the bedside table is a small pot of emerald green jasmine. The white petals are half-spread. The bud in the middle has not fully bloomed but it does not prevent it from exuding an elegant and refreshing fragrance.

Shen Tingwei didn’t have a premonition that he would be in a good mood all day.