Golden sunlight poured in from the floor-to-ceiling windows, covering most of the office. The entire space was peaceful and quiet, with only the sound of the clock hands passing by.
Yun Pei remained leaning on the man's shoulder without moving. The feeling of the touch on his eyelashes seemed to still linger there, and his mind was a little blank.
There was a tear on his lips. Qin Mingyuan took a sip and tasted the salty taste. He suddenly came back to his senses.
He couldn't tell what he felt at the moment, he just knew that he was not surprised by this action, it was so natural as if it was what he should do.
Feeling a sense of relief on his shoulders, Yun Pei looked up at him. His eyelashes were wet with tears and the corners of his eyes were red. He stared at him and opened his mouth, but said nothing.
Qin Mingyuan looked back at him, and as he moved his eyes fell on his lips. They were a very light color, slightly pink, and looked very soft.
Yun Pei just thought that it was an accidental encounter. If he really asked about it, both of them might be embarrassed. He sniffed and raised his hand to rub his wet eyes.
His fingertips were held before they touched the corner of his eye. He was stunned for a moment, then looked up at the man and found that he was looking at him very intently. There was even his shadow in his dark eyes, gradually enlarging in his sight.
His eyes felt hot and he froze. This time the soft touch was actually against his eyelids. He wanted to convince himself that it was an accident but he couldn't.
Qin Mingyuan kissed away the moisture on his eyes and stepped away. The young man stared at him blankly, not yet reacting, as dazed as a frightened rabbit.
He held the other's hand and rubbed it gently, then pulled it over and placed it on his heart, then slowly moved closer, moving very slowly to give him time to push him away.
Yun Pei watched him approaching him little by little, and guessed what he wanted to do. His heart beat faster, and the emotion that rose up in his heart was not resistance, but rather a faint expectation.
When their breathing began to intertwine, he slowly closed his eyes.
Qin Mingyuan paused, a smile appeared in his eyes, and without hesitation, he lowered his head and kissed her.
Their soft and warm lips touched each other, and both of them trembled subconsciously, as if their souls were touching.
Qin Mingyuan opened his lips and lightly kissed the young man's lips. He looked at his trembling eyelashes with his slightly lowered eyes. Knowing that he was as nervous as himself, he curled the corners of his lips and kissed him more deeply.
The hand that had fallen on his shoulder moved up, caressing the back of his neck, and the thumb rubbed against his earlobe, which was hot and you could tell without even looking that it must be red.
"Hmm..."
With his mouth occupied, Yun Pei let out an unbearable groan helplessly. The man's hand tightened and unconsciously grabbed his shirt.
Qin Mingyuan's body was heated up by his teasing. He pressed his fingertips harder on the back of his neck, turned his head to a different angle, and kissed him more tenderly.
The armrest of the wheelchair between them began to get in the way, so he rubbed the young man's hair soothingly, loosened his hand, reached out to him, put his arm around his waist, lifted him up, and placed him steadily on his legs.
The wheelchair slid a little distance due to inertia. Yun Pei was startled by his sudden movement and subconsciously put his arms around his neck to stabilize himself, causing them to get closer.
The man let out a deep laugh from his chest, and Yun Pei's face became hot from his laugh. He didn't dare to open his eyes, but just clenched his hand into a fist and punched him on the back of the shoulder.
Qin Mingyuan didn't care about the painless feeling at all. He held the other's waist tightly and held his body in his arms.
The quiet atmosphere in the office gradually became warmer, and the sunlight cast their closely pressed figures on the ground, fitting in perfectly as if they were meant to be.
I don’t know how much time had passed. When Yun Pei was released, he was breathing unsteadily. His shoulders were pressed, and a hand was placed on his back to help him breathe.
His lips turned bright red from the long kiss, and his cheeks were slightly red, making him look much healthier.
Qin Mingyuan raised his hand and rubbed his lips with his fingertips. They were warm and soft, as if they had been loved by him. His heart felt slightly warm, and he lowered his head and kissed her gently.
Yun Pei breathed a sigh of relief, his eyes a little dazed, still a little dazed by the previous situation. All the sadness and indignation in his heart when he came here were swept away in an instant.
He kissed Qin Mingyuan.
He did not feel disgusted or disgusted by this fact. Instead, a joy that rose in his heart made him almost excited.
He actually realized what this meant a long time ago. During the last celebration party, he was unhappy because someone wanted to hook up with him. He should have understood it then.
What's so strange about this? It's not strange at all. It's normal to fall in love with a man who is so outstanding and considerate when treating him.
But he couldn't believe that the other party had the same idea about him.
"What are you thinking about?" Seeing that he was standing there in a daze without saying anything, Qin Mingyuan rubbed his cheek with his knuckles.
Yun Pei raised his head and looked at the familiar stern face, which now had a gentle expression and the gaze that fell on him seemed warmer than the sun.
Wondering why you like me...
He didn't say this out loud. He sat up straight, looked at his shirt which was wet with his tears and wrinkled into a ball, and reached out to help him smooth it out, feeling a little embarrassed.
"What?" Yun Pei, who felt the heat on his fingertips, didn't pay attention to his words. He wanted to pull his hand back but was held even tighter. He lowered his eyes and realized that he was still sitting on his lap. He was startled and held his shoulders to get up.
"Don't move." Qin Mingyuan grabbed his waist and pushed him back. The man who couldn't use his legs was easily suppressed. His fingertips rubbed the other's waist, "Don't move yet."
The last time Yun Pei sat on someone’s lap was when he was a toddler. He always felt ashamed to sit in someone’s arms as an adult.
Although the other party asked him not to move, he still moved his hips uncomfortably. The hand on his waist immediately pinned him down again. He opened his mouth to speak, but suddenly froze.
Holding back his unbearable desire, Qin Mingyuan leaned close to his ear and said in a deep voice, "I told you not to move."
Yun Pei was completely motionless now. His eyes wandered around for a while, and finally, he gave up and leaned his head back on the man's shoulder, quietly being held in his arms.
Qin Mingyuan leaned back on the sofa, patted him on the back from time to time, and held his hand with his other hand, fiddling with his fingers.
Accustomed to the feeling of their bodies touching, Yun Pei was no longer embarrassed. She relaxed her body in the man's arms, surrounded by his breath and warmth, with her eyes half closed.
Qin Mingyuan lowered his head and brushed his lips against his hair. He thought that his emotions should have calmed down a lot, and said, "You came to me today to ask me to help investigate what happened back then?"
Yun Pei opened his eyes and fixed his sight on a golden halo. "Well, it's been too long. It's difficult for me to find relevant clues with my ability."
He didn't want to trouble the other party, but the only person he could call a friend was Qin Mingyuan. The other party had the huge Qin Group behind him, so it would definitely be easier for him to investigate what he wanted than for him.
Before coming, he even made a plan. As long as he could get to the bottom of what happened and make those who did bad things pay the price, he was willing to give away everything.
Yun Pei sat up and met the man's eyes. "I don't have anything good in my hands. Apart from those paintings, there is only the gallery and studio left by my mother. I am willing to..."
Qin Mingyuan placed his fingertips on his lips, blocking the rest of his words from his mouth, rubbing his soft lips, "You should cherish what your mother left you."
Raising his hand to hold his, Yun Pei lowered his eyes. He cherished it very much, but compared with the truth of his mother's death, these were nothing. "But other than these, I have nothing."
"Who said no?" Qin Mingyuan pinched his chin and lifted his head up. "You can also draw. Why don't you use this as a trade? I'll help you investigate, and you can draw for me for the rest of your life. Maybe I'll make some money."
Yun Pei was stunned for a moment, then a smile appeared on his face, "You want me to sell myself, then I will suffer a loss."
"It's just selling your art at best," Qin Mingyuan pulled him closer, leaned over and kissed him on the mouth, and said calmly, "Selling your body is more than just letting you paint."
Yun Pei blushed, looking at the serious and dirty joke of President Qin, raised her hand to cover his eyes, and whispered: "Shameless..."
Qin Mingyuan held his wrist and pulled it down, placing it on his chest, and said, "What I mean is, I still ask you to help me with housework. How can you be shameless?"
Yun Pei's palm touched the man's firm muscles through the thin shirt. He moved his fingertips uncomfortably. He was speechless for a moment when he heard his words, not knowing how to respond.
Chuckling softly, Qin Mingyuan held him back in his arms and touched the hair on the back of his head. "Yun Pei, you don't have to give me anything."
Yun Pei leaned against him, smelled his scent, felt his temperature, and slowly closed his eyes. No, he was willing to give himself to him, no matter if it was to sell his art or his body.
Qin Mingyuan gently stroked his back, feeling his breathing gradually stabilize. He looked down and found that the young man had his eyes closed and seemed to be asleep. "Yun Pei?"
There was no response, only a lingering breath spraying on his neck. Qin Mingyuan slowed down his movements and kissed his forehead.
When Yun Pei fell into a deeper sleep, he picked him up and carried him into his own lounge, where he gently placed him on the bed. He helped him take off his shoes and the suit jacket he was wearing, then covered him with a thin blanket.
Sitting by the bed and watching his peaceful sleeping face for a while, Qin Mingyuan reached out and touched his warm cheek, then leaned over and kissed him on the forehead again, "Have a good sleep, and forget all the unhappy things when you wake up."
Before leaving, he pulled the blackout curtains in the lounge, and the light in the room became dim. He walked out and closed the door gently.
He sat back in his office chair and pressed the intercom to call his assistant in.
Zhou Yang carefully pushed open the office door and found that only the boss was inside. He glanced at the closed lounge. He didn't dare to ask anything. He walked to the desk and bowed, "Boss Qin, you're looking for me?"
Qin Mingyuan sat back in his chair, raised his hand to support his chin, looked up at him and said, "Let someone follow Huo Lijuan recently."
"Mrs. Yun?" Zhou Yang was stunned for a moment. When he reacted, he subconsciously glanced at the lounge. He felt that it might be related to Young Master Yun, but he did not say much. He only asked, "Just following?"
"Follow her for now," Qin Mingyuan put down his hand and tapped the table, "see what she has done recently and who she has met. We will notify you later on how to conduct the investigation."
Zhou Yang said he understood, bowed and left the office.
Qin Mingyuan glanced at the door of the lounge, then turned to look at the floor-to-ceiling window with bright sunlight, narrowing his eyes slightly. He would definitely not let Yun Pei end up like the one in the book.
(End of this chapter)