TVMCC Chapter 16

“Let go.”

Jiang Qiu remained stiff, unsure of what was in the wine.

He had been confused ever since stepping through this door, with the young master not explaining anything to him.

Now, in an unsafe place, he was supposed to casually drink wine offered by a stranger.

Yun Yi, feeling his authority as the young master being challenged, was filled with anger, and his face instantly darkened.

He released his hand, allowing Jiang Qiu to hold the wine. “Jiang Qiu, are you a dog?”

Jiang Qiu put down the glass, obediently and without a trace of shame, saying, “Yes, I am Young Master’s dog.”

Xing Zhouqi chuckled upon hearing this, sitting on the opposite sofa, laughing uncontrollably. “Young Master Yi, you certainly have a knack for training people, hahaha!”

“But rest assured, the wine is not poisoned. I would never harm anyone from the Yi family in my life.” With that, Xing Zhouqi walked to the table, picked up the wine Jiang Qiu had just put down, and drained it in one gulp.

After drinking, he showed the empty glass to the master and servant duo. “Can you believe me now?”

Jiang Qiu slowly stood up, pretending to be air as he stood behind Yun Yi.

Jiang Qiu didn’t stop him from drinking the rest of the wine.

Yun Yi drank the wine, his round eyes squinting, content like a cat that had stolen cream.

Xing Zhouqi couldn’t help but curl his lips. He pulled out a cigarette, lit it, took a puff, and asked, “I wonder how that kid downstairs angered you? If it’s not enough to vent your anger, I’ll call him up here and let you deal with him.”

Yun Yi raised his eyelids slightly and then lowered them again, feeling that the wine in his hand was even more enticing. He gritted his teeth and said angrily, “He called me.”

Jiang Qiu frowned.

Xing Zhouqi was puzzled.

“Called you what?”

Yun Yi whistled like the red-haired guy downstairs, his eyes watery from the wine. They seemed to carry hooks when he blinked, but his voice was tyrannical.

“He dared to call me like calling a dog! I should kill him!”

As soon as the words fell, two out of the three people present laughed.

Xing Zhouqi laughed until he bent over, while Jiang Qiu was much more restrained, the corner of his lips raised, he smiled lightly and then retracted it.

Yun Yi frowned, looking at Xing Zhouqi, and said coldly, “What are you laughing at?”

He looked as if his fur had been ruffled by the laughter.

Xing Zhouqi quickly waved his hand, “It’s nothing, nothing…”

Just as he finished speaking, the door of the private room was knocked on, and a man with yellow hair poked his head in. “Brother Qi, someone is looking for you downstairs.”

“Okay, I got it.”

Xing Zhouqi excused himself to Yun Yi and left. At the door, he repeated what he had said downstairs, “Young Master Yi, only the Yi family’s benefactor can call me by my name. I swore back then that when someone from the Yi family comes to me, I will do my best to help.”

“So, Young Master, don’t be polite with me.”

Yun Yi’s eyes flickered, and he hummed in acknowledgment, as if he didn’t care much about the promise.

After he left, the private room became quiet.

Yun Yi hugged his glass and drank by himself. He was good at being alone and didn’t feel bored even after sitting for half an hour.

The alpha behind him blocked the fifth glass of wine that Yun Yi was about to put to his mouth. “Young Master, you’ve had too much.”

Yun Yi’s drinking habits were still good. He didn’t make a fuss, just sat obediently, watching the way his hand was completely enveloped by the distinct joints of the large hand in front of him. He leaned his head forward and left a bite mark on the knuckles.

Jiang Qiu’s eyebrows trembled, but he let Yun Yi bite him, and with the other hand, he took the glass away.

Yun Yi bit enough, released his teeth, and muttered to himself, “Why are there people who aren’t afraid of pain…”

Jiang Qiu didn’t answer, walking around to Yun Yi’s front, half-kneeling and looking up at that flushed face.

Heaven was kind to this face. Even when drunk, it wasn’t an ugly flush, but rather a layer of just the right color.

Like the most satisfying touch of rose madder painted on a beautiful picture.

It was unforgettable and touched the heart.

“Young Master, you’re drunk.”

Yun Yi’s eyes were hazy, covered with a layer of gauze, he shook his head, “Am I…drunk?”

“Yes, you’re drunk.”

Yun Yi opened his arms, showing his soft chest to Jiang Qiu without any defenses.

“Take me home.”

He shouted the words he had shouted countless times in his previous life.

He shouted through that fence, “Daddy, take me home.”

Until his voice was hoarse, he didn’t get any response.

Later, “Daddy, take me home” became “Take me home,” then “Let me out,” and finally the boy became taciturn, his dead eyes looking outside through the fence.

But this time, someone responded to his “Take me home.”

Jiang Qiu reached around to Yun Yi’s back, his arm exerted force, and he easily picked him up, carrying him out as usual.

The employees outside pretended not to see it. When they reached the door, Xing Zhouqi, who was busy drinking, trotted over. “Leaving so soon? Hey, how did you guys get here?”

Jiang Qiu walked away without looking back, one hand placed on the back of Yun Yi’s neck, completely shielding his glands and face.

He didn’t answer, but strode away.

The driver outside was going crazy, standing in place looking forward to it, his black short sleeves were wet with sweat. When he saw Jiang Qiu carrying Yun Yi towards him, he ran over in a hurry.

“Jiang, Jiang Qiu, what’s wrong with Young Master?”

“Where did you go?”

The driver’s nose twitched, “Why is there a smell of alcohol? Young Master drank alcohol?”

Jiang Qiu didn’t answer any of the driver’s questions, giving him a cold look, “Young Master is asleep, do you want to wake him up?”

The driver instantly fell silent.

The car drove home, and Jiang Qiu didn’t put Yun Yi down the whole way, just holding him in his arms like that.

It was still a bit cool late at night. When getting out of the car, Yun Yi “Mmm”ed and shrank towards the source of heat.

Thus, Jiang Qiu quickened his pace.

At four o’clock in the morning, Yun Yi woke up, his head throbbing. He had never suffered hardships. He raised his hand to rub his brow, but a hand moved faster than him.

The room was still dark.

Yun Yi opened his eyes and could only see the silhouette of the person in front of him. He turned his head away, “You’re using too much force.”

“Sorry, I’ll be gentler.”

The finger slowed down its force and put it back on.

This time, Yun Yi didn’t dodge, letting Jiang Qiu smooth his fur.

After a while, Yun Yi’s eyelashes trembled, and he pushed away the hand on his forehead, supporting himself to get out of bed, “Go run the water.”

“Okay.”

“Never mind.”

Yun Yi was still sleepy and wanted to continue sleeping, but his body was too smelly, he couldn’t stand it.

He changed his words, “Turn on the shower and adjust the temperature.”

But when he got up, he staggered, almost kneeling by the bed, a palm supporting his arm.

The fingers were dry and warm, forming a clear contrast with his body temperature.

Yun Yi was greedy for heat.

Drunkenness exposed his feelings. He didn’t dodge, throwing the weight of his whole body into Jiang Qiu’s arms.

“Carry me to wash.”

Jiang Qiu’s Adam’s apple slid, his palm exerted force and he picked up Yun Yi, “Okay.”

He personally took off the omega’s only close-fitting clothes, holding him under the shower, one hand supporting Yun Yi’s lower back, and the other squeezing shower gel to scrub his body.

Jiang Qiu stared at Yun Yi for as long as he washed.

His eyes were straight, all his emotions exposed in the small bathroom, his pants completely covered unable to contain.

Yun Yi half-closed his eyes, giggling, “Little beast? In heat every day.”

He raised his head, his crimson lips slightly open, his body still covered in foam, only his lips were red, his fair skin glowing in the light.

His raised eyebrows seemed like a seductive water demon.

Jiang Qiu pursed his lips, and his feet moved back a bit. He quickly lathered the foam and took off the shower head to rinse Yun Yi’s body.

When he reached his neck, Yun Yi cooperated by raising his chin.

The crisp little Adam’s apple seemed to offer itself to the alpha in front of him, throwing itself into his arms.

Jiang Qiu knew that the young master didn’t mean that, but he still couldn’t avoid being emotionally aroused.

After the bath, Jiang Qiu was soaked all over, unable to tell whether it was sweat or water.

He roughly wiped himself dry and carried Yun Yi to the bed.

He knew Yun Yi’s room well, even if his eyes were always on Yun Yi’s face, he could still send him to the bed in an orderly manner.

When he was about to leave, Yun Yi’s hand on Jiang Qiu’s neck refused to let go.

Those hazy round eyes blinked. He looked at Jiang Qiu’s dark eyes and pressed his arm towards himself.

“Why are you always looking at me?”

Jiang Qiu didn’t answer.

It wasn’t that he didn’t want to answer, it was that he couldn’t find the reason either.

It was generally accepted that the young master was good-looking, but he had already been looking at him for a year. Even the most beautiful things should have been gotten used to after being placed in front of his eyes for a year.

However, he wasn’t.

His heart would beat faster.

He couldn’t help but want to look at him a little longer.

Yun Yi smiled when he didn’t get an answer, slowly raising his chin, his red lips about to press close.

“Do you want to kiss me?”

The string in Jiang Qiu’s brain snapped.

Those narrow phoenix eyes slowly widened, and at the same time, the corners of his eyes quickly turned red. His body reacted before his brain. When he was about to put this kiss down.

Lips met a palm.

The omega’s eyes flashed with mischievous light, his eyebrows curved as he looked at the alpha he had tricked, he laughed, “So stupid.”

Jiang Qiu wasn’t angry at being teased, opening his lips and biting the fair palm with his teeth.

Yun Yi’s face stiffened, moved his hand away, and slapped the handsome face in front of him.

“You dare to bite me again!”

The red, bright lips were no longer covered, exposed to Jiang Qiu again. He stared at them, his Adam’s apple rolling rapidly, and then one hand clasped Yun Yi’s wrists, raising them high.

His gaze moved from Yun Yi’s lips to his eyes.

As he kissed him, he said, “Young Master, forgive my offense, please bear with it.”