Where was Song Qinglan taking Ji Yushi?
Originally, since Ji Yushi was asleep the entire time, Song Qinglan had decided to take him directly home and then make him something to eat when he wakes up, but now that he had woken up on their way back, Song Qinglan changed his mind.
âTake you to eat.â Song Qinglan said, âWhat do you want to eat?â
Ji Yushi was so hungry, he felt like his chest was about to stick to his back. In fact, he was woken up from hunger. After thinking about it, he suggested, âI want to eat hot pot.â
Song Qinglan, âHot pot?â
Ji Yushi, âYes, the kind that is very spicy.â
Song Qinglan was very familiar with Jiang City so this request would most certainly not stump him. The two had been together for so long during the break last time, he had already figured out Ji Yushiâs preferencesâ-The way they progressed their relationship was completely opposite to that of ordinary couples. Usually, couples would start with gradually understanding each otherâs preferences before becoming attracted and getting together and naturally wouldnât have any issues with preferences clashing. As for them, they had become a couple first before they knew more about each otherâs preferences and daily habits.
Ji Yushi liked spicy food and he also liked sweet food. Unlike his cold and calm appearance, he preferred strong tastes.
Song Qinglan on the other hand wasnât picky. He not only liked to eat, but he also liked the cook. The two unexpectedly got along very well.
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At an intersection, Song Qinglan turned the steering wheel and turned into a hot pot restaurant that was open late into the night. There, they found a quiet private room.
Ji Yushiâs appetite had never been better. He focused on eating, eating until his eyes were red and nose was covered in a layer of sweat. He even drank a bottle of ice-cold beer.
Someone came to greet Song Qinglan in the private room. The owner of the store turned out to be another one of Song Qinglanâs comrade-in-arms.
The three exchanged a few words. The friend wasnât at all curious about Ji Yushiâs identity. Ji Yushi immediately thought of Xue Zhao who he had met at the skydiving club last time.
It was likely that everyone already knew about Song Qinglan coming out and having a boyfriend.
After that friend left, Ji Yushi asked, âA lot of your comrades have changed careers.â
Song Qinglan ordered a drink, helped Ji Yushi open the bottle and then gave it to him to help eliminate the spiciness in his mouth, âVery few changed careers. Most of them had to retire due to old injuries. Old Zhou and I were comparatively lucky and to them, we can be regarded as having changed careers. Guardians and soldiers are two different things.â
Ji Yushiâs lips were red from the spiciness. His eyes were shiny like they were washed by water, âIf you didnât become a Guardian, what would you have done?â
Song Qinglan thought about it for a while, âThere probably wouldnât be that possibility.â
Song Qinglan, âIf I didnât become a Guardian, how could I meet you again?â
If Song Qinglan didnât become a Guardian, Ji Yushi would always just be that âHan Hanâ in his memories.
Ji Yushi took a few gulps of his drink and then noticed that Song Qinglan was still looking at him, âWhatâs wrong?â
Song Qinglanâs eyes were deeper than usual.
After experiencing that separation, his thoughts had changed a lot.
For him, sitting here at this moment in a down-to-earth hot pot restaurant and eating with a living Ji Yushi was already a luxury.
Time had changed this world, and it had also gifted a lot of things to his world.
No matter what the cause and effect was, no matter how one circle connected to another circle, it was enough as long as they were still together.
âI was thinking,â Song Qinglan said, âif I grew up in Ning City as a child and went to the same elementary school, middle school etc as you, what wouldâve happened?â
Ji Yushi had never thought about this question.
He couldnât imagine what it would be like if he had Song Qinglan growing up with him.
âYou asked me earlier what my thoughts were after seeing the seventeen-year-old you.â Song Qinglan continued, âI only had one thought at that time, and that wasââIf I had never left Ning City, would we have gotten together earlier? If that was the case, you wouldnât have been so lonely, and I wouldâve been able to accompany you though the coming-of-age ceremony and accompany you when you joined Tianqiong. It didnât matter whether or not I become a Guardian myself.â
Ji Yushi thought about it and answered seriously, âPerhaps in another parallel world, things really developed the way you described.â
The universe was infinite. The worlds were numerous.
Different choices made a person could produce countless parallel worlds, and in each of them, they led a different life.
And he and Song Qinglan happened to be one of them.
Song Qinglan smiled, âIf I have the opportunity to, I would like to go to such a parallel world and see.â
It was almost midnight when they were done eating.
Song Qinglan parked the car and then entered the elevator and went directly to the door to his place.
Because of his job, Song Qinglan had moved out from home and moved here. Except for his traces, there were no traces of any other life. Even Old Zhou and the other teammates rarely had the opportunity to come let alone Ji Yushi who was here for the first time.
As soon as they entered, the smart system automatically started up and the spacious and bright living room appeared before Ji Yushi.
The white-toned decorations were almost minimalist in style. At first glance, there was only a carpet and sofa in the living room. It made the three-metre high and seven- or eight-metre-long floor-to-ceiling window that reflected the Jiang Cityâs nightscape become the best decoration in the house.
The house keeping robot rolled over. It automatically picked up the belongings of its master and their guest and helped hang them up before going to the bathroom to prepare the water for their bath. It was done all in accordance with Song Qinglanâs habits.
Ji Yushi entered the living room. He looked at the floor-to-ceiling window first.
He noticed that from this angle, he could see the suspended train tracks stretching far into the distance.
A pair of arms embraced Ji Yushi from behind. Immediately afterwards, his ear was lightly bitten, leaving both a numb and itchy sensation.
Song Qinglan didnât hold back, nor did he find it too sudden. He only relied on his tall height to openly take advantage of the other person, âAfter you left in the bubble world, I stood here and imagined whether those trains will bring you back from Ning City.â
Ji Yushiâs throat bobbed. His expression however remained indifferent.
Song Qinglan asked again, âWill you come?â
Just as Ji Yushi was about to say something, Song Qinglan kissed him on the neck and then ambiguously licked it. This action made a soft wet sound, making him forget what he was going to say.
As Song Qinglan softly kissed him, âAdvisor Ji, itâs late.â
âMhn.â Ji Yushiâs back was trembling slightly from the kiss, âGo wash.â
Those words were spoken a little lightly, the breathing unstable.
The content of his words however was filled with disgust, because Ji Yushi couldnât tolerate his own smell.
In fact, the two of them smelt of hot pot, which indeed wasnât too good.
But Song Qinglan didnât mind at all. With his head buried in Ji Yushiâs neck, he took in the scent coming from Ji Yushiâs body.
He didnât stop teasing. Looking at Ji Yushiâs reflection in the floor-to-ceiling window deviously, he proposed, âLetâs wash together? How about doing something to help digest along the way?â
Ji Yushi looked at the other personâs expression through the glass, ââŠâŠ..â
Since the two of them were together, of course what should happen would happen. They didnât plan on going around in circles and dragging it out.
He just regretted choosing to eat hot pot. Wouldnât it have been better to have come here directly instead?
âLetâs go together.â Song Qinglan still looked at him through the reflection. He plotted evilly, âItâs not like we havenât washed together before.â
The furthest they had gone was that night at the skydiving club.
Song Qinglan was originally supposed to help him wash, but the situation changed and the two ended up making a big mess in the bathroom.
Not waiting for Ji Yushiâs refusal, Song Qinglan proceeded to bump against him from behind to demonstrate how eager he was.
Ji Yushiâs scalp went numb. His hands subconsciously pressed against the glass in front of him to stabilise himself, âDonâtâââ
âI canât help it.â Song Qinglan said, âYou feel it.â
Ji Yushi was flipped around by him and pressed against the glass.
âCan see but canât touch. You have always been torturing me in those cycles.â Song Qinglan got closer and bumped against him again to show his eagerness. He looked at Ji Yushi deeply, âHow is it? Isnât it very anxious?â
It was like there was a fire ignited inside Song Qinglanâs eyes. The words he spoke were explicit and his actions were aggressive.
When the gazes of the two met, he lowered his head and gently kissed Ji Yushiâs lips like he was touching a beloved treasure.
This person was so sleepy, he directly fell asleep in the command centre.
He was also sleepy on their way back after having hot pot. The time where he was sober and clear-minded was very short. It was like he wanted to catch up on all the sleep he had lost over those years. If he didnât do something while he was still awake, Song Qinglan probably would be too reluctant to wake him up.
Song Qinglan kissed him again, âJi YushiâŠ..â
The soft lips touched and then separated.
It was like their first kiss.
Ji Yushiâs heart was beating very quickly. Thanks to his memory, even such a shallow kiss made him to automatically recall all the details from when Song Qinglan kissed him previously. He knew what Song Qinglan might do next, he knew how he would be kissed until his entire body felt weak, and he also knew how he would concede to Song Qinglanâs requests the moment he loses all his strength.
As a result, his body began to heat up.
He asked Song Qinglan, âDo you know what you should really do to help with digestion?â
After he was done asking, he felt his body become lighter. Song Qinglan had picked him up, âI would like to hear the details.â
Song Qinglan had already moved to the bathroom as he said this. Ji Yushi could only once again hook his arms around his neck to barely stabilise himself. He leaned forward and whispered two words.
Song Qinglan stopped in place. His body had stiffened, and his voice was hoarse, âAre you sure?â
âIn any case,â Ji Yushi muttered, ââŠâŠI donât want the skin on my thighs to hurt his time.â
Those familiar words once again made Ji Yushi recall what happened to them last time at the club.
In fact, he had thought that they would reach the last step that time, but the result was a little outside of his expectations. He had thought Song Qinglan didnât know what to do but after recalling everything that happened that night after waking up, he understood how much restraint Song Qinglan had to exercise at the time.
Ji Yushi wasnât an abstinent person. He didnât value certain things that much.
He didnât care about top or bottom, let alone whether it was romantic or not. If they wanted to do it, they can do it. As long as the other person was the person he wanted, he could accept anything.
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Ji Yushi sounded very calm.
But for Song Qinglan, it was shocking.
He returned to his senses, pulled open Ji Yushiâs pair of long legs, and wrapped it around his waist, âYou said it yourself. I had never heard of an invitation like that.â
Ji Yushi spoke expressionlessly, âYou can choose to refuse.â
âRefuse?â Song Qinglan, âIt seems that you have a deep misunderstanding of your own attractiveness.â
Perhaps all the devious teasing in the car had already set things on fire, Ji Yushi knew that he was currently in a rather dangerous situation.
He was carried to the bathroom by Song Qinglan like a child and he couldnât help but do some self-reflection along the way. Having discovered his conscience, he took the initiative to lower his head and kiss Song Qinglan.
This kind of flattery obviously didnât have any effect. Song Qinglan placed Ji Yushi on the cold vanity in the bathroom and returned the kiss more passionately as he took off his own shirt.
Ji Yushi remembered that they had kissed like this back in the club. The showerhead had made Song Qinglanâs clothes wet, causing it to stick to his warm body. Water flowed out from their entangled tongues and lips and was quickly sucked back in by Song Qinglan.
Song Qinglanâs hand reached into his clothes, causing his heart to race wildly.
Those hands were large enough. Following the slender and flexible waist that also had firm muscles, it was enough to easily hold him without much difficulty.
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As Ji Yushi kissed back, his hands were also not idle. He helped Song Qinglan pull down his pant zipper.
The edges of his underwear were exposed. The large bulge in the black briefs were particularly obvious.
âYouâre so hard.â He said with his eyes lowered.
âI told you.â Song Qinglan didnât try to deny it.
Ji Yushi used his finger to gently touch it. It lightly bounced.
He reached over to touch it over the fabric.
Song Qinglan however grabbed his hand. As he kissed him, he spoke incoherently, âWait.â
A second later, Ji Yushiâs hand was hot.
Song Qinglan had taken off his briefs and placed it directly into his palm. Like their first time, he held his hand and taught him how to move, âHold mine.â
Ji Yushi was caught unprepared by that big and thick thing. Feeling the heat coming from it, his own body also underwent some changes.
Song Qinglan started to move.
He continued to suck at Ji Yushiâs lips.
He invaded Ji Yushiâs mouth with his tongue and continued to tease Ji Yushiâs tongue as he forcefully moved.
Ji Yushi used one hand to control Song Qinglanâs hand and moved it over to his own pants, âDonât just take care of yourself.â
Song Qinglan lowly laughed. He very cooperatively helped unzip his pants and helped hold his.
This feeling felt like he was scratching at an itch through a layer of thick material. Ji Yushi wasnât satisfied.
This position didnât allow him to do anything. Not only was his hand sore, he also couldnât control the rhythm like Song Qinglan. It was only when Song Qinglan loosened his hand and held both of theirs together that he felt slightly more satisfied.
The housekeeping robot was still in the bathroom, waiting to test the water temperature.
At this moment, it was standing quietly in the corner, the camera light flashing red like it was spying on the two.
Ji Yushi rested on Song Qinglanâs shoulder. He found it difficult to concentrate, âItâs watching us.â
Song Qinglan looked back, âFuck.â
He let go of Ji Yushi, lifted the housekeeping robot and threw it outside before returning and closing the door, âIâve given it a warning. It definitely wonât tell the others.â
Ji Yushi:ââŠâŠâŠ.â
There were only the two of them in the bathroom now.
Song Qinglan took off his clothes and turned around. He approached Ji Yushi like this without hiding anything.
He was originally tall and well-built. His solid, wheat-coloured chest, his well-defined abdominal muscles and his mermaid lines, they were something that had been perfectly sculpted after many years of intensive training. Ji Yushi only needed to glance at it to have that scene deeply engraved into his mind.
It had to be said that Ji Yushi really liked Song Qinglanâs body.
And the gangster-like air Song Qinglanâs body gave off undoubtedly gave him more sex appeal.
At this moment, this man was like a cheetah slowly approaching his prey.
He half oppressively peeled the clothes off Ji Yushi and then picked him up and got into the bathtub.
The water in the bathtub spilled out.
Ji Yushiâs beautiful body appeared even more pale in the water. He was pulled over by Song Qinglan so that he was sitting in his lap again and was bitten on his neck, clavicle and nipples. Countless marks were left behind.
The difference in skin colour made the scene appear somewhat erotic. They continued to kiss and embrace, doing the most erotic yet also the most sacred activity. It was instinctual, it was love.
Ji Yushi was slippery, like a particularly charming fish.
Song Qinglanâs large hands massaged his snow-white butt cheeks. As if he wanted to make up for the regrets from the last time he touched this place, he wasnât very gentle. Using the water and bath gel as a lubricant, his finger for the first time touched the concealed entrance.
The water temperature wasnât high and just right for a summers day, but the slow process of widening the entrance still resulted in a layer of sweat to form on Song Qinglanâs forehead.
Ji Yushi bit his shoulder. His face was pale.
The process of entering took a very long time.
Although Song Qinglan had displayed plenty of patience and gentleness, the pain was greater than what Ji Yushi had expected.
Both of them were covered in small beads of sweat.
Ji Yushiâs breathing was a little rough, âMove a littleâŠâŠâ
The veins on the sides of Song Qinglanâs temples were bulging, but he only moved ever so slightly.
Sure enough, Ji Yushiâs body once again stiffened. The pain made it difficult for him to speak.
Song Qinglan stopped. He turned his head and kissed his clavicle and lower jaw.
At this moment, Ji Yushiâs usually calm and rational face carried heavy desire. His eyes were gently closed, the long eyelashes casting a shadow under his eyes
But there was also some pain in his expression, making people want to make him cry out, make him become taken in by desire, until he completely let himself go and indulged himself in lust.
Song Qinglan could no longer hold back.
He picked the person up in his arms and stood up.
Ji Yushi hung from his body. Because the act of standing touched a certain place, his entire body suddenly trembled, âD-donât moveâŠâŠ.â
Song Qinglan didnât listen.
He felt him tightening around him when he did that and knew that Ji Yushi had felt pleasure that left him on the verge of collapsing. He proceeded to press the person against the edge of the bathtub and forcefully thrust.
The constant deep thrusts made Ji Yushi feel like his body and mind was about to go out of control.
Behind him was the cold edge of the bathtub and before him was a hot chest.
He was forced into moving up and down, following the thrusts that grew more and more forceful each time. The pleasure from it reached all the way to his scalp, making him feel like an electric current was surging through his spine. His limbs were so weak, they could hardly support Song Qinglan. This strange feeling where he was losing control of himself made Ji Yushi scared.
His fingers were grabbed.
He felt Song Qinglan insert his own fingers between his one by one and clasp his hand tightly.
He heard Song Qinglanâs sexy and hoarse voice sound next to his ear as he continued to invade him.
âYou will remember our first time, wonât you?â
Song Qinglan changed it into a statement, âYou will rememberâŠ.the first time I give you this feeling.â
âSo look at my face.â
Ji Yushi opened his eyes.
The edges of his eyes were red.
The room was filled with mist.
The long night was romantic and gentle.
Song Qinglan kissed him and then slammed into his body even more fiercely.
The moment the two convulsed at the same time, Song Qinglan called out his name.