His expression unchanged, Shao Siyan made a phone call before peeling the man clinging to him like an octopus from his body.
Chi Junyan had been rubbing against him contentedly. When Shao Siyan abruptly laid him down, the back of his neck merely brushed the soft quilt, yet his body jerked as though struck by electricity.
He lay sideways across the bed, panting hot breaths like a dying fish cast onto shore. His earlier movements had caused the quilt to slide away, leaving his entire body exposed.
Shao Siyan looked at the marks across his chest. His lacquer-black eyes shifted slightly.
Shao Siyan disliked being led by the nose, but that did not prevent him from pursuing his own satisfaction.
The person before him looked so obedient, pitiful, and ready to be taken that he was impossible for a vigorous young man to resist.
He bent down, pinched Chi Junyan’s chin between his thumb and forefinger, and mocked him softly. “You want it that badly?”
…
Shao Siyan carefully brushed aside the hair at the back of the man’s neck to inspect it.
That part of Chi Junyan seemed extremely sensitive. The slightest touch produced an enormous reaction.
When Shao Siyan had bitten him there, Chi Junyan had resembled a tern suddenly dragged beneath the sea by an octopus. His neck had gone rigid, and a long, low moan had emerged from deep in his throat.
What a strange erogenous zone.
Shao Siyan stared absently at the oval bite mark on that snow-white nape.
The mark was fairly deep, and blood had welled around it. It had now dried, leaving a dark stain.
He sniffed lightly. Perhaps it was his imagination, but the tiramisu fragrance beneath his nose seemed stronger.
Shao Siyan leaned closer and inhaled. His suspicion proved correct: Chi Junyan’s body emitted an exceptionally pure, refined tiramisu scent.
Was it perfume?
Shao Siyan knew that perfumes now came in every bizarre fragrance imaginable.
Still, this was the first time he had encountered an unusual perfume that lasted so long and smelled so authentic.
He drew in several more deep breaths.
It was not unpleasant.
It only made him hungrier. Tsk.
He put on a robe and left the bed. The family doctor had already been waiting in the entrance hall for a long time. Seeing his employer emerge, the doctor greeted him with a smile. “President Shao, you only visited Doctor Guan yesterday and didn’t bring your medicine back. I collected it for you just now.”
Shao Siyan fastened the upper buttons of his robe, resuming his usual cold appearance, then frowned. “Why is it you?”
Liu Heng’s heart trembled. “My mentor is getting old and has transferred this responsibility to me.”
“Mm.” So that was it.
Shao Siyan acknowledged him and said nothing more.