Chapter 830: Love Starting from a Breakup 19

"Then I won't be polite!"

"That person thought for a few seconds, then suddenly stroked his chin and laughed, saying, 'Pick a same-sex player here, suck on a piece of paper with your mouth, and have the other person suck it and move it.'"

"He pointed at the table, grinning brightly, 'It has to be toilet paper!'"

"Only toilet paper is thin enough!"

"Qiao Xu frowned in disbelief, immediately refused, and sat back with his arms crossed."

"'I don't want to, I'm not playing.'"

"How disgusting, and I still have to mouth-to-mouth with a stranger."

"His refusal was too obvious; he couldn't keep a straight face and immediately said, 'No way, Young Master Qiao, you can't even play this?'"

"The people beside him immediately pulled him, saying, 'Come on, come on, pick someone else—Qiao Xu has never encountered such a game before; choose something not so difficult.'"

"'What's so hard about it? I think someone's just pretending to be aloof—everyone can play, so why can't you?'"

"That person shook off his companion's hand and said, 'I'm telling you, Young Master Qiao, you really aren't giving any face?'"

"Qiao Xu was about to curse when he suddenly thought of something, glanced covertly at the downcast Jin Chen sipping alcohol, pursed his lips, and stood up."

"'You sure? Anyone can do it?'"

"That retort came too unexpectedly; the person blinked, then nodded instinctively."

"'Okay.'"

"Qiao Xu took a piece of paper and stuck it to his lips, then walked toward the sofa where Jin Chen was sitting, under everyone's astonished gazes."

"Huo Chen was very considerate, voluntarily making space in the walkway."

"Then he picked a great spot to watch the show."

"Jin Chen happened to look up, hiding the smile at the corner of his mouth, his gaze calm."

"In that gaze, Qiao Xu's lingering shyness vanished instantly."

"He couldn't bear Jin Chen looking at him with such an indifferent gaze."

"Even if we can't go back to how we were, I absolutely don't want to be like this."

"Qiao Xu inexplicably felt a surge of competitive desire and actually straddled Jin Chen's thigh."

"Gasps rose and fell in the private room."

"Even the young master who had proposed the idea never imagined Qiao Xu would be so bold, directly choosing this killing god."

"Qiao Xu held his breath, afraid Jin Chen would refuse, and deliberately let himself fall to the ground; as soon as he sat up, he clutched the corner of Jin Chen's clothes, his delicate jade-like cheeks flushing, his arched brows and eyes brimming with tenderness."

"He then leaned slightly forward, his eyes pleading, locking gazes with Jin Chen's peach-blossom eyes that held complex emotions."

"Until the distance closed, their noses touched."

"Amidst the warmth, the alcohol rose to his head, and his gaze grew hazy."

"I don't know where this courage came from, or perhaps he recalled the feeling of kissing before, and Qiao Xu directly pressed his lips, covered with a sheet of toilet paper, against his."

"The atmosphere suddenly turned ambiguous."

"Jin Chen didn't refuse, but also didn't clearly respond; he simply lowered his eyes to look at him."

"Several seconds passed, with no sign of intending to suck away the paper."

"Qiao Xu grew a little anxious, thinking Jin Chen didn't want to pay attention to him; his eyes reddened, tears welling up, ready to fall at any moment, he wriggled in Jin Chen's arms like a spoiled child, urging him to quickly suck away the paper."

"Jin Chen finally made a move."

"He sucked away the paper, lifted the little young master in his arms, then tilted his head to spit out the paper—thus the game ended."

"Throughout, he showed no expression, but the joy between his brows could not be ignored."

"But Qiao Xu didn't notice."

"He merely thought Jin Chen was unwilling to have much contact with him."

"That's why he was so eager to help him up."

"The tears from earlier finally spilled out, but only a single drop fell onto the back of his hand, unseen by anyone."

"Qiao Xu wiped the corner of his eye dry, rose as if nothing had happened, and forced out a smile."

"'Alright, as long as it's done.'"

"That young master finally sensed the odd atmosphere, hurriedly wanting to wrap up the topic and continue the next round of the game."

"At that moment, the main gate opened, and an ordinary-looking man in a suit walked in with a very handsome male model."

"The male model had striking looks and a docile demeanor; upon seeing Jin Chen, his eyes lit up, and then he glanced at the others in the room."

"He especially stared at Qiao Xu for several seconds."

"I've never seen him among the young masters before; he suddenly appeared today, looking as if he wanted to cry—could he be a pet brought along but now grown tiresome?"

"Noticing that Qiao Xu was staring at Jin Chen, the newest object of his gaze, he smirked with a determined smile and twisted his waist to sit beside Jin Chen."

"However, Qiao Xu was still immersed in his sorrow, instinctively returning to his previous seat, unaware of the movement behind him."

"After he sat down and collected himself, he realized that in just that short while, someone had suddenly appeared beside Jin Chen!"

"【Host, the Main God is really going to get angry.】"

"Jin Chen frowned at the man who had appeared out of nowhere; the perfume was about to fill the whole room, irritating his nose."

"'Get lost.'"

"His voice turned cold."

"Those words landing in the male model's ears were just the anger after he'd finished arguing with his little pet."

"So he laughed, saw Jin Chen holding a cigar, and immediately pulled out a lighter from his pocket, moving over to light it for him."

"'Don't be angry, sir; there are countless little lovers—you can just replace the one that makes you angry.'"

"Qiao Xu, who was already a bit angry, upon hearing he was called a lover, completely lost his temper and threw the wine glass in his hand at the male model."

"'Who are you cursing?!'"

The male model let out a startled cry, couldn't dodge in time, was hit in the body by the wine glass, and his shirt was instantly soaked.

The wine glass fell to the ground, making a shattering collision sound.

The entire venue fell silent.

They could hardly believe what they had just heard from the male model's mouth.

The male model felt utterly wronged, immediately looked at Jin Chen with tears in his eyes and said, "Sir, how could your former lover be so fierce? No wonder you can't stand her."

Then, with a mocking tone, he glanced at the fuming Qiao Xu and provoked: "What are you angry about, brother? This high-and-lofty flower still can't pretend too much; deep down you're still just a wanton... ah!"

The male model was kicked away, and the one who struck was actually Jin Chen.

"Who allowed you to insult him?"

Jin Chen's aura was fierce; he didn't even let the person finish speaking, but one could easily guess that what followed would certainly not be anything nice.

Qiao Xu's heart was eroded by various complex emotions, leaving him utterly exhausted.

"... I'm not feeling well, I'll leave first."

"Besides," Qiao Xu glanced at the others in the private room, "no matter who brought this person in, I never want to see him anywhere in Didu again."

Having said that, he disregarded everyone's faces and rushed straight out.

"Qiao Xu."

Jin Chen shouted once, but couldn't keep him.

Realizing the young master was truly angry, and also showing signs of being a bit drunk.

Jin Chen also got up and followed him out.

The male model lying on the ground changed expression at Qiao Xu's remark just now.

What does that mean? Isn't this person that man's lover? How dare he say such a thing!