Qiang Jin Jiu (Author : Tang Jiuqing 唐酒卿)

Chapter 25 : Daybreak

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Human feet trampled over the shrubbery. As though it had smelled something, the hound nudged aside the branches and leaves with its snout and pawed at the ground.

Shen Zechuan was doused with dirt all over his neck. Moving up or down both out of the question, so he could only remain frozen in position.

Xiao Chiye felt even more uncomfortable. This posture made it hard for him to loosen up. Every single moment, he was in constant contact with firm, delicate skin. The man riding on his body was not a person at all, but a mass of clouds enveloping him like wet mist-ubiquitous, and all-pervasive.

This atmosphere whipped him up. The place he had not relieved for a long time remained in high spirits. It was so hard he just wanted to take a cold shower right at once.

Raindrops splashed his hair wet.

In this endless stalemate, Xiao Chiye finally regained some of his strength. His fingers twitched as the sense of numbness slowly receded.

The man above their heads finally moved away, but Shen Zechuan's tensed body did not relax. Pressing up against each other in a corner of this danger zone turned it into another precarious situation concerning their safety in another way.

Keeping his cool, Xiao Chiye did not shift his eyes away.

He could not look away. He only had to show just a fraction of evasiveness and it would look like he really had a thing for Shen Zechuan.

"You are pressing me too tightly." Xiao Chiye said nonchalantly.

Shen Zechuan did not reply.

For the first time, Xiao Chiye knew how to read the words "he who rides a tiger finds it difficult to dismount". He wanted to raise his head and gasp for air, but he did not do so, because doing so would look like he was a rascal who was too impatient to even wait.
He swore that he did not have that intention.
It was just that they were too close to each other. He was instinctively bewitched by this minute touch and distinctive scent, and his body consequently submitted to the impulses of his bestial desires.

Xiao Chiye felt Shen Zechuan sliding down along his chest. The very instant Shen Zechuan separated from him, he breathed out a light sigh of relief as if he had been relieved of a huge burden.

But before he was done heaving his sigh of relief, his collar tightened around him. His person rose, scraping against the moss before he was hurled into the stream without warning.

Before Xiao Chiye landed in the water, he backhandedly grasped hold of Shen Zechuan's wrists. Then he lifted his leg to hook and trip Shen Zechuan. Just as Shen Zechuan fell into the stream too, Xiao Chiye rolled over, lifted Shen Zechuan's wrists, and heavily pinned him under his body.

"We have already done the amorous stuff." An uncompromising Xiao Chiye refused to let Shen Zechuan move. "Isn't it too unrighteous to raise your hand at me now?"

The ten fingers on both of Shen Zechuan's clasped hands were slightly parted, and his hair scattered in the water. He could only gasp for breath with his chin slightly raised. Pulling at the corners of his lips slightly, he said, "It's not a good choice to force yourself upon others."

"I don't have that intention." Xiao Chiye itched so much to crush every word into pieces with his teeth.

Shen Zechuan pressed his knee against him and looked at him with a meaningful gaze.
With a hint of forbearance in Xiao Chiye's expression, he hung his head down and shook his dripping wet hair. The water droplets spattered over Shen Zechuan's face. Without waiting for Shen Zechuan to react, he had already reached out his hand to rub the back of Shen Zechuan's neck ruthlessly and stubbornly until that bit of mud that was always on his mind was all but rubbed away. Then, he fastened Shen Zechuan's collar tightly and securely around him..