Chapter 13 Drugged Wine
On the weekend, Fu Jiye and I went to a banquet together.
Someone had set him up. Some stranger had drugged his wine.
A few good friends all looked at me, as if that were the obvious place to look.
"Why are you all looking at me?"
Gao Cheng looked done with me. "You are his man."
"I have watched you two show off for so many days. It is about to kill me."
Right. I had almost forgotten this identity of mine.
Under all those watching eyes, I could only drag away Fu Jiye, who was already starting to burn.
On the way, he kept rubbing against me.
His hands were not honest either.
They landed right on my chest.
My whole face went dark.
"Fu Jiye, sober up!"
It did not help.
The moment we got into the room, Fu Jiye stripped himself clean fast, then came to take off my clothes.
That perfect body was bare in front of me.
One part of him pointed straight at me.
I could not help baring my teeth. "Fu Jiye, can you hold it back?"
"I am Liao Xing!"
The man, eyes red from holding it in, paused. His blank gaze seemed to be thinking.
His hands moved faster anyway.
"I feel awful. Help me."
"Ah Xing..."
Two grown men, holding each other that close, and heat shot through me fast.
I should have refused him.
I could have tied him up, or let him endure it alone, and sent him to the hospital once the car came.
Or just left him to deal with it himself.
We were not in a real relationship anyway.
But the moment he kissed me, all my reason was gone, drowned under the heat.
Fu Jiye had been so good to me these days.
Good enough that I suspected he was not acting this out with me, but really loved me.
The feeling was too strong. It seemed to spill out of him without his meaning to.
I did not want to refuse him.
My body moved before my heart did, and answered Fu Jiye.
I thought I liked him a little too.