Found Him! My 'Glass-Hearted' Ex is a Pop-Up Star - Chapter 21

The warm candlelight seemed to sway as the flame flickered, caught in the airflow of a passing sleeve, causing shadows to dance. At the moment he collapsed, Ying Ruo was caught by a steady hand.

Duan Zhuyan reached out and cradled the youth’s soft, limp face as it fell uncontrollably. The person in his palm did not quite realize what was happening. Feeling only that the palm touching him was cool, Ying Ruo turned his head with agonizing slowness and looked at Duan Zhuyan with a dazed expression.

As he turned, he was not paying attention, and his damp, wine-stained lips brushed against Duan Zhuyan’s hand. They were soft, small, and a delicate pink.

Duan Zhuyan’s gaze darkened. He frowned and swallowed hard, intending to help him sit up straight, but Ying Ruo suddenly grabbed his wrist.

Duan Zhuyan was confused.

Ying Ruo’s neck still could not quite support his head, so his small face remained pressed against the back of Duan Zhuyan’s hand. His hand slowly climbed up from the man’s wrist and gripped two of his fingers.

“Huh?” The youth’s eyes were slightly out of focus. As the alcohol vapors rose, his eyelashes trembled gently. The corners of his eyes were red as he looked at those two fingers in a daze and asked, “Why are these here?”

They were identical to the fingers that stirred his memories. The knuckles were thick, the pads carried thin calluses, the body temperature was high, and the sense of intrusion was overwhelming. How did they get out?

Duan Zhuyan clicked his tongue. He did not know what this fellow was studying while gripping his fingers, or how he could get this drunk. In the next second, he watched as Ying Ruo opened his mouth, appearing ready to take his fingers into his mouth.

Duan Zhuyan was shocked. His fingertips grazed the moist flesh inside Ying Ruo’s mouth. At the moment of being enveloped, he hurriedly and suddenly withdrew his hand. He quickly looked back at the two Italians. Fortunately, both of them were a bit drunk and were not looking over. Otherwise, he would not have known how to explain himself.

Duan Zhuyan turned back and lowered his eyes. He used one hand to pin down those two restless hands, while the other moved forward to pinch the disobedient mouth. He leaned in and said fiercely, “Are you losing your mind?”

“Hehe,” Ying Ruo laughed. He did not seem to mind at all. He tilted his head back and looked at Duan Zhuyan happily, seemingly answering his question. “I think I used to suck on his fingers quite often.”

Duan Zhuyan was speechless.

What kind of things was this guy remembering?

Ying Ruo’s mind was a bit muddled, and his mouth became increasingly unrestrained. “It is very strange. He seemed to like licking and biting me. He always rubbed against me like a big dog, and he always touched.”

Duan Zhuyan urgently covered his mouth. The restaurant fell into a rare few seconds of silence. Fortunately, those two Italians did not understand Chinese. Otherwise, he would not know how to face anyone tomorrow.

Duan Zhuyan felt a headache coming on. His ears could not help but turn red, and he looked down, closing his eyes briefly. When he opened them again, he realized he had covered Ying Ruo’s mouth too hastily and perhaps with too much force. His large hand covered so much of the face that Ying Ruo was becoming slightly oxygen-deprived.

When he lowered his hand, Ying Ruo opened his mouth to breathe. His face bore a light flush. His eyes were watery, as were his lips. His small tongue poked out slightly, revealing the pale pink tip as if inviting someone to kiss and lick it.

Duan Zhuyan was about to pat his back and ask if he was okay. Immediately after, he saw Ying Ruo raise his head. After staring at Duan Zhuyan for a few seconds, he blurted out, “Who are you?”

Duan Zhuyan was stunned.

Who am I?

No, what is this? Was he not just thinking about those erotic things he just said? Could it be that the “he” in his mouth is someone else?

A surge of intense displeasure instantly welled up. Duan Zhuyan’s thoughts were in a mess. He approached Ying Ruo, grabbed his collar, and said coldly, “Do you not know who I am?”

Ying Ruo was drunk. Even with his collar being pulled, he did not feel afraid. He still wore a cheerful expression and tried to soothe him kindly. “Do not be in a hurry, do not be in a hurry. I was just teasing you.”

Duan Zhuyan was silent.

You little brat.

Realizing he had been played, Duan Zhuyan threw Ying Ruo aside in irritation. He turned his head away in shame and annoyance, frowning and pursing his lips. Ying Ruo thought Duan Zhuyan looked very funny like this. Being drunk, his mind was not clear, and his courage had grown significantly. He reached out his hand, intending to ruffle the man’s hair.

Duan Zhuyan dodged urgently and used his hands to hold the person still. When he looked to the other side, he found the two Italians watching them with expressions of people enjoying gossip.

Duan Zhuyan was truly at a loss for words. He really dared not imagine what this guy would do next. In an emergency effort to make amends, he grabbed Ying Ruo’s wrist and pulled him up. He pulled him to his side like catching a small fish, wrapped an arm around his waist, and said to the others with a straight face, “He is acting drunk. I will take him back first.”

His voice was cold and fierce, but it sounded a bit hurried and raspy. His ears were still bright red, which weakened his intimidating aura significantly. Simone was also a bit drunk. He nodded and said, “Oh, I see. Then I will leave him to you.”

As soon as he finished speaking, Duan Zhuyan picked Ying Ruo up like a toy. Without a word or a backward glance, he walked out the door. Perhaps because he was somewhat drunk and did not understand Chinese, Simone did not notice anything particularly wrong. He simply felt it was incredible that a person like Duan Zhuyan could have such a considerate moment. “They get along quite well, do they not?”

Simone took another sip of wine. After a while, as if recalling the man’s expression just now, he joked, “However, why was he in such a hurry? It made it look like they were going to have sex.”

Duan Zhuyan irritably loosened his tie. He remained expressionless throughout the journey. He threw the person into the car without saying a word, stepped on the gas, and drove the car directly to the bottom of Ying Ruo’s dilapidated studio.

Ying Ruo was much better behaved than before. He tilted his head against the back of the seat and slept quietly. Duan Zhuyan ruffled his hair irritably. He opened the door, got out of the car, walked to the other side, and opened the passenger door. He leaned down and patted Ying Ruo’s drooping face, saying, “Hey, wake up for me.”

The London wind seemed to blow the youth awake a little. He looked up at Duan Zhuyan blankly.

“You are awake, right?” Duan Zhuyan was very tall. He easily overshadowed Ying Ruo by blocking the light from the streetlamp. “Go back to your house.”

Ying Ruo was dazed for a moment. His brain stalled for a second, and then he raised both hands toward Duan Zhuyan as if asking for a hug.

“What?” Duan Zhuyan asked. “What trick are you playing now?”

“Hmm?” Ying Ruo was also confused. He blinked, not understanding what he was doing either. His head felt heavy and dizzy. But just as he was about to lower his hands, his armpits were gripped by a pair of large hands, and he was lifted up.

Duan Zhuyan looked very displeased, but he very honestly supported the youth’s rounded buttocks and hooked his waist. He gave him a gentle bounce to let him hang onto his body. The drunk person was soft and small-boned with very little flesh. He leaned against the man’s shoulder in a daze. Because of the sudden lift off the ground, he instinctively wrapped his arms around the man’s neck.

“Fine, just this once,” Duan Zhuyan said as he carried him upstairs. “I really owe you.”

It was not the first time he had been held. Ying Ruo was very well-behaved. He held the man motionlessly, and the soft flesh of his cheek pressed against the man’s shoulder and neck. When they reached the front door, Duan Zhuyan turned his head and nudged him. “Where is the room card?”

Ying Ruo’s voice sounded like he had not yet woken up. It was syrupy. “In the pocket.”

Seeing that Ying Ruo had no intention of getting it himself, Duan Zhuyan had to let him sit on one arm while his other hand reached into the pocket to search. Ying Ruo was wearing a pair of jeans today, and his hoodie was very long. To find the pants pocket, the clothes had to be lifted a bit.

Duan Zhuyan’s vision was partially blocked. He could not see where he should reach, so he could only press lightly around the base of Ying Ruo’s thigh to see if he could feel the shape of the card. It was not easy to switch hands, so it was inevitable that he would touch those firm buttocks while searching for the card. Ying Ruo felt uncomfortable from the touching. He could not help but frown and said with his eyes closed, “Ugh, do not touch me randomly.”

Duan Zhuyan remained silent. Fortunately, he found the room card at that moment. Otherwise, it would have seemed like he was taking some petty advantage. The person on him turned his head. His elongated neck was exposed defenselessly from the collar. The lines were sharp, tinged with a drunken pink, exquisite and slender.

The voice carried a faint, unintentional lingering quality. The tone was light and soft, and the breath he exhaled sprayed neither too lightly nor too heavily onto Duan Zhuyan’s throat. Duan Zhuyan took a deep breath. His Adam’s apple rolled involuntarily. He felt his mouth was dry, and he felt a sense of swelling pressure.

Damn.

I need to get this clinging drunkard back to sleep quickly.

Duan Zhuyan opened the door. He did not turn on the lights. He walked to Ying Ruo’s bed in two steps, intending to drop him there. Unexpectedly, Ying Ruo’s grip on him did not loosen at all. Duan Zhuyan felt a pulling force. To maintain his balance, he had to press downward. He propped both hands on either side of the lying Ying Ruo’s head.

It was a very bad position. In the darkness, the man’s figure was tall. The difference in their body sizes meant he could almost entirely cover the youth on the bed. His knee was squeezed between the legs of the person beneath him, pushing outward. The tie hanging from his chest fell onto Ying Ruo’s face.

Ying Ruo’s moist eyes blinked blankly. Then, he reached out and took hold of the tie that was tethering Duan Zhuyan. Duan Zhuyan paused. This unconscious action caused intimidating veins to pop out on his forehead. The muscles of his abdomen tightened instinctively. He stared fixedly at that tempting patch of pink. A trace of urgent restlessness was hidden in the depths of his dark, strained eyes.

Duan Zhuyan let out a low gasp. His voice was raspy. He felt that the situation was somewhat dangerous. Thinking that this fellow responded better to kindness than to force, he tried to restrain his temper and said to Ying Ruo, “Be good. Let go of me, okay?”

However, this fellow clearly responded to neither. Instead, he wound the tie around his hand once and gripped it even tighter.

Duan Zhuyan was silent.

A sudden quiet spread between the two of them, making sounds even clearer. Duan Zhuyan’s breathing was heavy. His reason was gradually being eroded, but he was not drunk. No matter how one looked at it, he was taking advantage of someone’s vulnerability. He had to leave, otherwise.

But in the next second, the tie around his neck was suddenly pulled with force. A faint scent of wine followed, and the drunkenness was alluring. Crashing into those clear eyes again, Duan Zhuyan did not even have time to react to what was happening. Ying Ruo looked very serious. His apricot eyes were full and slightly lowered, possessing a kind of simple desire.

The pad of his finger brushed lightly over Duan Zhuyan’s earring. Duan Zhuyan’s entire nervous system tightened instantly. He could not help but hold his breath. The hand resting on the bed clenched into a fist, and his veins bulged. The ear that had been touched without warning turned several shades redder.

Ying Ruo looked at his earring and said as if talking to himself, “Oh, so this is what it looks like. It is truly beautiful.”

He looked again at the stunned man and smiled even more brightly. It was impossible to tell if he was being unintentional or deliberate. “Why are your ears always red, Duan Zhuyan?”

Duan Zhuyan remained silent.

The dark night gave people a sense of unreality. Ying Ruo was backlit, so his silhouette was only faintly visible. The glow blurred around him, hazy and surreal. Ying Ruo was a bit confused about where he was. It felt like he was in a dream. However, he felt a bit uncomfortable from the pressure. The air was thin, and he felt he could not catch his breath.

He let go of the tie he was holding and moved slightly. He pushed against the man’s chest muscles and said, “Can you move up a bit? Do not press against my stomach. It hurts. I feel a bit uncomfortable.”

However, there was no response from the other side. Ying Ruo felt that Duan Zhuyan’s body was very hot. It was a dry heat, and the temperature seemed to be rising. He could also feel the scalding breath escaping from between his lips.

Ying Ruo belatedly sensed that something was slightly wrong. He raised his head a bit, saw the object on his stomach, and said dazed, “You, why do you have an erection?”

Duan Zhuyan’s expression was dark and unclear. With an incredibly sour face, he sat up and irritably ruffled his hair.

Damn, it really is fucking intense.

At this very moment, the drunk little thing had to lean in, pointing at the startling erection and saying, “Why does it look so familiar? I think I have seen it before too.”

Duan Zhuyan remained silent.

When a person is speechless, they are truly speechless. Not only had he seen it, he had also eaten and used it.