Shou-Switching System Has Been Bound - Chapter 10

Chapter 10: The Kiss

Ji Lianyi leaned his head sideways against Qi Youli’s shoulder, his nose pressed tight against Qi Youli’s neck. All along the way, he subtly sniffed the scent of the “puppy,” resisting the urge to bite down again.

Through half-opened eyes following the swaying motion of their walk, he looked at the bite mark on the back of Qi Youli’s neck; after only two days, it already looked quite healed.

His tongue swept past his teeth.

Not satisfying enough.

Qi Youli felt like he was lugging a dead pig and a stiff one at that. This guy is too heavy!

Panting and huffing, he finally managed to drag the man into the elevator. His invincible left hand was already itching to act; he raised it, intending to reward this “dead pig” with a slap. But a second before he could strike, the elevator doors, which were about to close, were pressed open again.

The man outside looked over.

Qi Youli’s hand, which had been extended to slap someone, naturally transitioned into supporting Ji Lianyi’s head.

He had actually wanted to do this for a while to keep this guy’s mouth from sticking to his neck. It was making him feel tingly and numb all the way from his neck to his head and down to his shoulder.

Ji Lianyi’s face was turned outward by the support.

The man outside recognized him immediately it was the “psycho” he had encountered that morning.

He hesitated for a moment before stepping into the elevator, standing at the far left with his back to the pair. After a moment, he realized he hadn’t pressed his floor; he hit 12, noting that 16 was already lit.

Ji Lianyi also recognized this man. His pupils shifted slowly behind his eyelids before he suddenly straightened up and lunged at Qi Youli. Unprepared, Qi Youli was slammed into the corner of the elevator.

“Fuc—”

Before the end of the word could escape, a soft sensation touched his lips. He was so startled his pupils nearly fell out of his sockets.

The look he gave Ji Lianyi was one of pure shock and bewilderment. The lenses of the glasses were the only barrier between them, but the distance was so close now that his eyelashes were bent against the glass. Behind those lenses, the eyes were closed, intoxicated.

The other’s soft tongue forced its way into his mouth.

Shit!

He shouldn’t have cursed just now; it was basically opening the door and waiting for the “Uncle” to walk in.

Even though Qi Youli didn’t know what kind of madness had gripped the Uncle, it didn’t stop him from raising his hand to roughly grab the hair on the back of Ji Lianyi’s head.

But before he could pull Ji Lianyi away with force…

His tongue was sucked, even pulled sharply at the root.

For a moment, an indescribable tingle made Qi Youli who had never kissed anyone before emit a “soft” sound. His strength vanished instantly. The fingers gripping Ji Lianyi’s hair relaxed, sinking into the thick strands instead.

Ji Lianyi’s kiss was intense yet lingering, his tongue hooking around Qi Youli’s small tongue.

It turned him into a puppy that could only make wu-wu-wu sounds.

In the elevator, the sound of their kissing was wet and audible.

Qi Youli knew he should push this perverted Uncle away, but his head was so dizzy. The more they kissed, the itchier his mouth became, as if he needed more to return to normal. His gaze drifted over the Uncle’s broad shoulder and saw the man at the front looking back at them.

Need to push the Uncle away…

His hand slid down from Ji Lianyi’s head to his shoulder, intending to push.

Ji Lianyi nibbled at his lip, drawing his tongue out to entwine in the air. They needed to stay tangled to keep their tongues moist and comfortable; otherwise, the air would make them dry and unpleasant.

Qi Youli’s hand on Ji Lianyi’s shoulder, which should have pushed outward, unconsciously pulled the man back in.

Men are creatures that follow instinct.

When it feels good, they become reckless. The brain disappears; the hatred disappears.

Just as his eyes were about to close in dazed passion, he saw Ji Lianyi open his eyes. Those light-colored pupils were affectionate, gentle, and drunkenly hazy like spring water that could drown a person, making one so intoxicated they lost the will to save themselves.

Qi Youli felt the Uncle’s hand stroke his cheek, rubbing gently, as if he were a precious treasure the man couldn’t bear to put down.

It was an experience he’d never had before.

No one had ever looked at him like this, treated him like this…

It actually caused a sour, suffocating feeling to rise in his chest.

The Uncle slowly ended the kiss, their parting lips drawing a silver thread of saliva.

Qi Youli felt a twinge of reluctance.

He saw the Uncle’s thin lips move, and a beautiful voice emerged.

An affectionate murmur: “Xiaoxu…”

Qi Youli snapped awake instantly, a bone-chilling clarity hitting him like a bucket of cold water. He stared blankly at the drunkenly hazy Uncle.

Ji Lianyi said again: “Xiaoxu…”

With a bang…

Ji Lianyi was violently shoved away by Qi Youli, crashing against the elevator wall.

It gave the “best spectator” quite a fright.

Qi Youli stepped forward again, grabbing Ji Lianyi’s clothes to haul him up: “Look at who the hell I am!”

The veins on his forehead were throbbing.

His moist lips, turned a deeper red from the kissing, roared in anger, no longer caring that someone else was present.

Ji Lianyi stared at him, his eyes struggling to focus. In a split second, before he even spoke, Qi Youli knew the man had recognized him because he saw disappointment in those eyes.

Then he heard him say: “It’s you…”

That tone made Qi Youli want to smash his head in. His knuckles cracked as he gripped Ji Lianyi’s clothes.

The elevator doors opened at that moment. For a second, no one moved. The “best spectator,” gathering his courage, tentatively reminded them: “You’re here.”

Qi Youli shot him a lethal glare.

The man pressed himself tighter against the elevator wall. These two guys were both tall and large; one was sick and the other looked like he had a foul temper he didn’t dare provoke them.

Qi Youli glanced at the floor number, roughly hauled Ji Lianyi out, and strode toward his apartment. He couldn’t wait to get inside and execute his revenge plan.

As the elevator closed, the man who had missed his floor while watching the drama muttered quietly: “Damn gay guys.”

Ji Lianyi was tossed into a chair by Qi Youli, his head hanging low. A chubby little black puppy ran joyfully into his line of sight, curiously circling his trouser legs.

Ji Lianyi blinked: The puppy raised a puppy.

The little dog was snatched away by Qi Youli: “Don’t touch him, he’s a piece of filth.”

Qi Youli lectured the puppy. Considering the dog was still small and to avoid it seeing any “stimulating” scenes later, he shut the puppy in the kitchen. Then he returned with a glass of water.

Looking at the dazed person in the chair, his anger flared. He splashed the glass of water directly onto the man’s face.

Ji Lianyi shivered. Water droplets slid down his fringe, his lenses, and his high bridge nose. That small mole became even more vivid after being touched by the moisture.

A drop of water slid to his protruding Adam’s apple, hanging precariously.

Even after this, he wasn’t awake. Qi Youli confirmed his drugs were truly starting to take effect. But just in case, he picked up the rope he had prepared on the sofa.

He pulled Ji Lianyi’s arms behind the back of the chair, intending to tie him up, muttering: “Yuan Yuan and the others really had a good idea. They actually managed to ask him out. I’ll have to send them a big red envelope.”

If Yuan Yuan and the girls knew the subsequent development, they definitely wouldn’t want to take credit for this.

Ji Lianyi captured the key information: it was those girls from the pool hall who gave the “puppy” the idea.

After tying Ji Lianyi’s hands, Qi Youli returned to stand before him. Staring at the person who had lost perception of the outside world, he bit the lip that had just been ground by the other, then slowly released it.

Damn guy!

Although his “first kiss” wasn’t particularly important to him, thinking it was with this guy still made him fuming.

Even more infuriating was that the bastard actually mistook him for Xia Xu!

Qi Youli, enraged, straightened Ji Lianyi’s head and slapped his face twice: “Xia Xu has cuckolded you and you’re still thinking about him? You deserve to be cheated on!”

“Weren’t you curious about how Xia Xu and I did it? Don’t worry, in a moment, I’ll let you experience it personally.”

He gave a malicious smile.

“I reckon after tonight, the Uncle won’t be able to be a ‘1’ anymore.”

The man he had drugged showed no reaction.

Qi Youli was somewhat dissatisfied with this. He wanted to see the Uncle struggle violently, see him show a look of humiliation, see him struggle to swallow, see him shed physiological tears, see this face lose its composure forever.

Perhaps he would even beg him to let him go.

Or perhaps he’d be so satisfied he’d recklessly keep asking for more!

But in this current state, he couldn’t see anything.

“Sigh…”

He sighed, unzipping his pants: “It’s more fun when they’re awake.”

“I think so too.”

The sudden response scared Qi Youli half to death. He even turned his head to scan the room before fixing his gaze on Ji Lianyi. The person who was just “dead to the world” had opened his eyes.

He was staring at him with total clarity through the water-stained lenses.

Qi Youli’s first instinct was to throw a punch at Ji Lianyi’s head. Though he hated to admit it, a conscious Uncle made him feel endangered. Better to knock him out.

Halfway through the punch, he remembered the Uncle’s hands were tied. So he stopped and said playfully: “Uncle, you’re awake~”

“Just in time, our game is about to start.”

As he spoke, he took a small hair tie from his wrist and tied his hair up, revealing a clean forehead, making him look even younger.

He kicked his pants, which were bunched at his ankles, to the side. Flaunting himself in front of Ji Lianyi, he said: “Weren’t you very curious about the details, Uncle? In a moment, I’ll let you experience for yourself how this gets fed into Xia Xu’s mouth.”

His two rows of wicked little white teeth showed again.

“So this is your way of revenge?” Ji Lianyi asked, his eyes scanning those straight, long legs—the ones he had seen before in the public restroom.

The smooth, tight skin looked “delicious.”

Qi Youli stepped forward. It seemed he hadn’t used enough drugs, but no matter: “That’s right, this is my reven. Holy shit…”

He froze on the spot, his face turning beet red, his body shaking uncontrollably.

His wide eyes looked downward.

A stun baton again!

Before losing consciousness, he still hadn’t figured out how he’d fallen for it a second time.

As Qi Youli collapsed to the side, Ji Lianyi slowly stood up from the chair. He didn’t catch him, allowing him to fall with a thump. He rotated his “tied” wrists.

Because he usually pondered how to tie people so they couldn’t escape, he was an expert in this field.

As for the drugs…

Liu Liu: Our “Anti-Lickdog Seme Alliance” is upgrading every second.

Qi Youli’s eyelids flickered several times before he opened his eyes. The first thing he saw was Ji Lianyi. He opened his mouth to curse, but a sharp pain hit his jaw; he could only make ho-ho sounds in his throat.

Ji Lianyi was unzipping his pants: “I dislocated your jaw.”

Qi Youli blinked. What did he just hear?

“Don’t worry, it can be put back.”

Ji Lianyi gripped his “gun” and looked down at the “puppy” whose face was filled with rage and terror.

“After you’ve ‘eaten’ this thing.”

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