Safe Journey Under the Moon

Chapter 16

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Shen Antu was not sleeping well on the sofa. He turned over in a daze and a figure suddenly appeared in his sight. He was so scared that he jumped up from the sofa immediately.

Xie Duo was one step faster than him and held him down to prevent him from getting too excited and getting a headache.

"Why didn't you make any noise when you came back? You scared me to death..." Shen Antu had just woken up, his voice was still hoarse and he was confused. He felt the hand on his shoulder, pulled it over and rubbed it against his face.

Xie Duo reacted almost immediately. He quickly pulled his hand back and asked, "Why are you sleeping here?"

Shen Antu's hands were empty, and he was completely awake. He slowly stood up and sat cross-legged facing Xie Duo: "I didn't want to sleep. I was watching TV in the living room, but then I got too bored, so I turned off the TV and played with my phone. I fell asleep while playing."

Xie Duo said seriously: "Next time, go back to the bedroom. It's already late autumn and the heating is not as good as the quilt. What if you get cold? Your injury hasn't healed yet."

Shen Antu lifted his bangs that were covering his eyes and looked at Xie Duo earnestly to apologize: "I'm sorry, I just wanted to wait for you, I thought you would be back soon."

"I'm not blaming you, no need to apologize." Xie Duo's tone softened, "I'll come back earlier next time."

Shen Antu nodded: "Okay."

The light from the entrance just happened to shine on Xie Duo. Shen Antu found that Xie Duo's hair was messy. His neatly combed hair had a few strands of hair hanging in front of his forehead. His formal suit shirt had two buttons unbuttoned. He might have drunk a little too much, and his eyes were a little blurry, but his lips were much redder than before.

Xie Duo seemed to have been immersed in the sea of desire. All his feelings of abstinence disappeared completely. Every movement he made made Shen Antu unable to take his eyes away.

Shen Antu has always been true to his heart. He stared at Xie Duo's lips for a while. Now that Xie Duo didn't say anything, he couldn't help but move over to taste it.

However, as soon as he leaned over, Xie Duo raised his head and dodged.

Shen Antu froze. He collapsed back onto the sofa like a mollusk, curling his lips unhappily: "You won't rub me, and you won't kiss me. I'm angry."

Xie Duo laughed: "I reek of alcohol."

"I won't listen, you're making excuses." Shen Antu deliberately turned over with his back to him, "You must have gone out to eat, drink, gamble and have sex, and you're afraid that I'll smell other women's perfume."

"What nonsense are you talking about." Xie Duo put the back of his hand against the back of Shen Antu's neck. His hand was very hot, and it felt very comfortable against Shen Antu's slightly cool skin.

"Itchy." Shen Antu shrank his neck, grabbed the tobacco-smelling hand and rubbed it contentedly, and reported Xie Wenxuan's bad behavior, "Your cousin said so, go find him."

"Well, I'll settle the score with him tomorrow." Xie Duo picked up Shen Antu and carried him sideways. Instead of taking the elevator, he slowly climbed up to the bedroom on the third floor with him in his arms.

Shen Antu put his arm around Xie Duo's neck and asked him if it was heavy. Xie Duo said it was not heavy. Shen Antu kissed him loudly on the face and said, "You are just like your brother, both of you are sweet-talkers."

Xie Duo snorted coldly: "What can Xie Wenxuan compare with me?"

Shen Antu laughed: "Yes, yes, our Boss Xie is the sweetest."

After laughing, Shen Antu stared at the two red spots in front of him and began to get excited again. He muttered softly: "Since it's so sweet, I would be sorry for myself if I don't try it."

Xie Duo held Shen Antu in his arms, there was no way to hide now. Shen Antu held his face and kissed him, deliberately sucking out a sound that made people blush.

Xie Duo's breathing suddenly became heavy. He opened his mouth and quickened his pace. He kicked open the bedroom door, threw Shen Antu on the bed, pressed him down, kissed him fiercely for a while, then stood up with restraint: "I'm going to take a shower first."

"Don't go." Shen Antu pushed him with his knee, and ordered with red eyes, "Get it out first."

Xie Duo laughed angrily: "Shen Antu, you simply don't know how to live or die."

Shen Antu was about to retort, but Xie Duo's kiss had already fallen on him, with a domineering and powerful momentum, completely different from the restrained and gentle kiss just now. Shen Antu realized that Xie Duo was serious this time.

"So you like rough sex? Not that I can't." Shen Antu thought about what happened just now and felt a little unsatisfied. "No wonder you want to wait until my injury heals. I really can't handle it now."

"I told you not to provoke me." Xie Duo went downstairs and turned on the light. He cleaned himself up with a tissue and then went to clean Shen Antu. However, Shen Antu was a mess and it was not something that could be fixed with just a few wipes. "Go take a shower."

Shen Antu didn't want to move: "Help me wash it."

Xie Duo held his ankle and threatened: "You want to do it again?"

Shen Antu immediately covered his head: "I am very weak, I am a patient, you can't do this to me."

Xie Duo knew he was pretending, but he was still worried: "Do you really have a headache? Are you feeling uncomfortable anywhere?"

"It hurts..." Shen Antu groaned twice in a pretentious manner, and suddenly raised the corners of his mouth: "Kiss me again, and it won't hurt anymore."

Xie Duo leaned over, allowing himself to fall into Shen Antu's trap, and exchanged a gentle and lingering kiss with him.

Chapter 12 You Are Not a Pet

When Shen Antu woke up the next day, Xie Duo was still not there. He lay alone on the big bed, gradually feeling the loneliness of being alone in the empty room.

After getting up and having breakfast, Shen Antu used his tablet to search for dishes to cook for lunch as usual. However, he found that his favorite food blogger had not updated the food. Shen Antu felt even more depressed and had no mood to cook for lunch. He sent a message to Aunt Zhao and asked her to bring any dish she wanted.