Chapter 36

Chapter 36

Chapter 36

It looked a little familiar. I walked over to take a look and, sure enough, it was the tank top he wore as pajamas in the summer. This piece of clothing was old and easy to recognize.

Jiang Chen picked up the pajama top and even held it under his nose to smell it, confirming that it was indeed his.

How could his clothes be at Ling Sheng’s place?

Jiang Chen thought about how Ling Sheng had moved back from his place before. Did he grab the wrong thing? Probably not. They weren’t in the same room. This piece of clothing should have been in his closet.

Did he bring it back on purpose?

Jiang Chen felt that his mood, which had been down for two days, was suddenly picking up again.

At that moment, his phone vibrated. He took it out and saw it was Ling Sheng.

He had just tried to video call him, but he hadn’t answered. He must have seen it, so he was calling him back.

As soon as he answered the video call, music immediately blared from the phone.

Ling Sheng was leaning against a wall. The lighting was bright, but the music around him was very loud. Jiang Chen recognized where he was.

At a bar again.

Jiang Chen frowned, “Are you going to a meeting or drinking? Your stomach isn’t good to begin with. What if you drink like this every day and your stomach problems flare up again?”

Ling Sheng leaned there and smiled at him. He didn’t seem to have drunk as much as last time. He seemed very sober. “It’s like this once a year.”

Ling Sheng usually had a lot of social engagements, but in Jiang City, it was mostly with subordinates, and no one could make him drink too much. After starting a relationship with Jiang Chen, they wanted to see each other every night, so he turned down a lot of social engagements.

But Jing City was different. Most of the time, he was dealing with superiors. He couldn’t turn them down, and Jiang Chen wasn’t around, so he didn’t have much to do for leisure.

At that moment, Ling Sheng saw the background behind Jiang Chen and recognized that it was his house. A smile appeared in his eyes, “Where are you?”

Jiang Chen had felt much better after chatting with Fang Xing earlier, so he simply sat on Ling Sheng’s bed. “Your house.”

Ling Sheng watched his little boyfriend leaning against his headboard, which was much more exciting than drinking. He asked him, “Why are you at my place?”

Jiang Chen held the piece of clothing up to the camera, wearing an expression as if he had caught a fox by the tail. “You answer me first. Why are my clothes on your bed?”

Looking at his slightly smug expression, Ling Sheng raised his fingers, holding a slender cigarette between them. He took a puff and slowly exhaled. Through the smoke, a faint smile appeared on his lips. He said straightforwardly and subtly, “I brought it back that night. I can use it when I miss you.”

Use? How to use it?

Jiang Chen looked at Ling Sheng’s slightly teasing eyes, and it suddenly dawned on him. He immediately understood the meaning of the word “use.”

His thoughts uncontrollably went in an indescribable direction.

Although they hadn’t had further intimate contact, they were both adults after all. They had felt each other’s desires when they kissed, but Jiang Chen really didn’t expect Ling Sheng to express it to him so directly.

His face suddenly turned red, and even his whole body started to heat up. He didn’t dare to look directly at Ling Sheng. He stuffed the clothes into his pillow, feeling a little unconvinced. After brewing for more than ten seconds, he boldly said, “What’s the point of taking my clothes? Have the guts to do it for real.”

Ling Sheng didn’t say anything, just looked at him and smiled.

He found that his little boyfriend was becoming more and more adorable.

His friend had just said that he had recently met several boys of the type he liked and wanted to introduce them to him so they could get to know each other. In the past, he might not have refused and would have been open to getting to know them, but at that time, he rejected the idea without thinking. On the one hand, it was because he already had a partner. More importantly, he didn’t think anyone could compare to Jiang Chen.

There was no need to compare.

He took another puff of his cigarette, but he didn’t feel satisfied. Nicotine couldn’t stimulate him. Another kind of desire that had been growing in his heart for a long time became stronger when he faced the face he loved the most.

Messages kept popping up on WeChat. He replied that he would be back soon, smiled at Jiang Chen, and said, “Wait for me to come back.”

The phone hung up, and now Jiang Chen didn’t want to leave.

He sat on Ling Sheng’s bed, but he couldn’t stop thinking about what Ling Sheng had done in this house with his clothes, and maybe even on this bed.

The more he thought about it, the more out of control he became. He saw the pillow on the bed as if by some demonic intervention, and couldn’t help but lie on it and smell it. The pillow still had Ling Sheng’s scent on it. Unconsciously, he buried his whole face in it, feeling that his entire nasal cavity was filled with this scent. The fire that had been ignited in his heart couldn’t be extinguished no matter what.

When Jiang Chen lived in the dormitory before, after he became familiar with his roommates, some people pulled him to watch some so-called “enlightenment” films, but Jiang Chen wasn’t interested. Not only was he not interested, but he even started popularizing the law to them.

After that, no one dared to mention watching films in front of him again, for fear that he would accidentally report them, saying that he was full of righteousness and had wasted an attractive good-looking body and was actually sex-repulsed.

At the age of virility, physiological impulses were inevitable, but since being with Ling Sheng, this frequency had increased sharply, and even when solving it, he began to have a specific fantasy object. At first, he felt ashamed, but after many times, the feeling of emptiness after each climax came faster and heavier.

He wanted the real thing.

He wanted Ling Sheng.

The drawstring of his workout pants was easily untied. Lying on Ling Sheng’s bed, surrounded by Ling Sheng’s scent, it felt particularly strong. He grabbed the pillow and saw his clothes that he had just stuffed into it.

Ling Sheng had used his clothes.

Just like himself now?

In the empty room, the sound of panting gradually became heavy and urgent. In the end, he was as careful as possible, but he still got a little bit on the sheets. Jiang Chen cleaned himself up, then pulled off the sheets and stuffed them into the washing machine, washing, drying, and putting them back on.

While the washing machine was running, he sat in the living room and picked a movie to watch. He directly opened Ling Sheng’s viewing history. The most recent one was a comedy. He didn’t really understand what it was about, but sitting here doing what Ling Sheng had done made him feel very comfortable.

After cleaning up, it was almost eleven o’clock before he drove home.

When he entered the house, he found that Father Jiang was still sitting in the living room, obviously waiting for him. Jiang Chen sighed, “Dad, I did meet Wu Xia today. It was because of Wang Zhiqi’s matter. He wanted to thank me and treated me to a meal. That’s all.”

Father Jiang actually knew that the two had just had a meal and chatted and then left. There really wasn’t anything else going on, so he asked again, “Then where did you go afterward? Why are you so late getting back?”

Jiang Chen’s heart skipped a beat. He thought of what he had done at Ling Sheng’s house, but his father wouldn’t have people follow him to Ling Sheng’s house. He pretended to be casual and said, “I went to a friend’s house. Where else could I go?”

Father Jiang had already investigated Wu Xia’s background clearly. There really wasn’t anything going on between them. He believed he could guarantee the integrity of his son. Today wasn’t about Wu Xia’s matter. He simply instructed him, “You’re about to take the exam. It’s too far and inconvenient to drive back home. Go back to your place to live. There’s a development project in Jiang City that’s up for bidding. Many people have come. If anyone tries to inquire about anything, be careful.”

Although Grandpa Jiang had retired, he still had a lot of influence in Jiang City. Father Jiang and Jiang Jian held special positions. The higher-ups attached great importance to this project. Naturally, many people saw the benefits and wanted to take advantage of their family connections. They needed to be even more cautious at this time.

This was letting him off the hook.

Jiang Chen said he understood, and Father Jiang went upstairs.

Counting down the days, the four days finally passed. Ling Sheng’s plane arrived at eleven o’clock at night. Jiang Chen arrived at the airport at ten thirty, standing at the arrival gate waiting. The closer it got, the harder it was to bear. He felt that every minute and every second passed extremely slowly, and he wished he could fly up to the sky and drag the person out of the plane.

Finally, he saw figures starting to come out of the passage. Jiang Chen was wearing a hat and mask, but he was afraid that Ling Sheng wouldn’t be able to see him clearly, so he took off his mask and stood there, eagerly looking at the people coming out, searching for the face he had been dreaming of.

Finally, he saw a person in a black coat walking out. The dark clothes made his face look even whiter. He was wearing frameless glasses and had a cold expression on his face, but it was still a face so beautiful that he recognized it at a glance.

“Ling… Director Ling!”

Jiang Chen called out a word, then felt that his voice was a little loud, so he restrained himself and lowered his voice a little.

The cold face melted away like thin frost meeting a warm current the moment he saw him. The corners of his lips curved up, a smile appeared in his eyes, and his pace was noticeably faster than before.

“Why did you come? Didn’t I say you didn’t have to pick me up?” Ling Sheng walked quickly towards him.

Ling Sheng was warm. There was heating in the plane. When he got closer, the faint scent of perfume on his body also wafted over.

That was the perfume he would use when he went to work. It was already late, so it was very faint, but maybe the heating on the plane had evaporated the last bit of scent, or maybe he hadn’t smelled it for too long. He suddenly felt that it smelled so good that it made his heart flutter.

There were too many people around, so Jiang Chen restrained the impulse to hug him tightly and naturally took his luggage, taking the opportunity to touch his hand.

“I had to pick you up, no matter how late.” Jiang Chen walked beside him, their shoulders touching, and although they were separated by thick clothes, he still felt happy.

Without discussing it, they both sped up their pace at the same time. Until they found Jiang Chen’s car, Jiang Chen opened the trunk, put the suitcase in, closed the trunk, and prepared to go forward. He saw that the back door of the car was open.

His throat rolled. He took two steps to the car door, got in, and the moment he turned his head, a pair of arms had already wrapped around his neck. The moment their lips touched, their breathing became rapid.

Longing turned into desire. A kiss was like a spark falling into a pot of oil, like someone who had been thirsty for too long desperately drawing the water of life from the other’s lips and tongue, sucking, licking, swallowing, using only primitive instincts to make two bodies burn.

Ling Sheng’s hands were holding Jiang Chen’s face, and Jiang Chen’s were around his waist. The narrow car wasn’t even heated, but as long as they were close enough and the kiss was deep enough, it was enough to warm everything.

By the time they finally separated, Ling Sheng had already been pressed onto the back seat. Jiang Chen was on top of him, one leg kneeling on his waist, the other leg standing below supporting his body.

Ling Sheng’s hands were still around his neck. His glasses had already been taken off before they kissed, and his eyes gleamed in the darkness, like the only moon in the night lake. He calmed his breathing slightly, his fingers touched a layer of sweat on the back of Jiang Chen’s neck, and he smiled softly, “Go back, quickly.”