However, after just a few seconds, he turned his gaze back, moving it upward, slowly shifting to Yin Chengjue's bobbing Adam's apple.
He felt somewhat jealous of the shirt collar clinging so tightly to Yin Chengjue's neck, because the neck was one of the most fragile and soft parts of a human, one of the areas most in need of protection.
Rong Yu licked his lips—he really wanted to undo the button of that shirt collar fitted against Yin Chengjue's neck, and then, place his own hand over it, hold this man's life in his grasp.
He wanted to leave his mark on that softest place.
"Brother..." Rong Yu murmured in a low voice.
Yin Chengjue, however, didn't notice the dangerous look in Rong Yu's eyes. After Rong Yu entered, he had reached out to move aside the materials piled high on the desk, found the drawer handle, and pulled it open.
Rong Yu presented the black box with gold lettering in his hand to Yin Chengjue.
Inside the drawer Yin Chengjue had opened, a black box with gold lettering lay quietly.
Two identical boxes.
If either of them had just wrapped the gifts they were giving, this scene wouldn't have happened.
Yet, it simply didn't occur to either of them.
In the end, it was Yin Chengjue who broke the silence first: "Is this what you call tacit understanding between us?"
Rong Yu opened his own box, took out the perfume inside, then opened Yin Chengjue's box and swapped the positions of the two perfume bottles.
Even though both bottles contained the exact same fragrance.
"Brother, do you still remember the meaning of this perfume?" Rong Yu said.
Yin Chengjue answered without a second thought, "Indulge in Love."
Rong Yu slowly unscrewed the perfume cap, pressed lightly to dispense a little, and applied it to Yin Chengjue's collar. Leaning in, he sniffed gently and said, "Indeed, it's very much worth enjoying."
The air was filled with a faint rose fragrance, entwined with their breath, strand by strand, inextricable and intertwined.
Though not wine, it was intoxicating.
Yin Chengjue grabbed Rong Yu's hand and pulled him onto his lap.
"Are you doing this on purpose?" Yin Chengjue's voice was low, the words seeming to be ground out between his teeth.
Rong Yu's heart skipped a beat, thinking he had exposed something. Just as he was feeling nervous, Yin Chengjue nibbled on his earlobe, and a deep, magnetic voice flowed into his ear.
"You know perfectly well I'm busy right now, yet you still come to provoke me." Yin Chengjue pinched Rong Yu's waist, feeling the slight tremble of his body, before saying, "You started this, so you figure out how to solve it."
After these words, Rong Yu felt something press hard against him.
A victorious smile spread across Rong Yu's face, which was turned away from Yin Chengjue, but his voice sounded somewhat flustered: "This... this... this place isn't really appropriate, is it?"
Yin Chengjue used one hand to grip Rong Yu's chin, forcing him to turn and face him.
The smile on Rong Yu's face instantly switched to a panic-stricken expression, like a startled little rabbit.
If anyone had witnessed this scene, they would have been amazed by Rong Yu's speed at changing expressions.
"Brother..." Although Rong Yu was intentionally playing obedient, the eagerness in his eyes was impossible to conceal. His gaze greedily took in Yin Chengjue so close before him, looking at every inch of his skin, peering into those deep, dark eyes.
"Knock, knock, knock..." Right at that moment, a knocking sound came from the door, instantly disturbing the pink bubbles filling the room.
Yin Chengjue snapped back to reality immediately, cursed under his breath, and tried to help Rong Yu up first.
But just as his hand touched Rong Yu's waist, Rong Yu had already swiftly slid down and slipped under Yin Chengjue's desk.
"President Yin, may I come in?" Assistant Guan's voice sounded from outside the door.
Yin Chengjue looked down at Rong Yu, saw him sitting under the desk, hugging his knees, putting on an "I'm very well-behaved" act, and could only sigh silently. Raising his voice, he said, "Come in."
Only then did Assistant Guan enter. As soon as he closed the door, he said, "President Yin, Feng Chengda is preparing to be discharged from the hospital. Do you think you should go to the hospital to put on a show? For the sake of appearances and to prevent any complications during the handover."
Yin Chengjue's face instantly darkened. He opened his mouth, about to say something, when his expression suddenly changed. The hand holding the pen loosened, and the pen tip tapped sharply onto the desk.
Assistant Guan: ???
Assistant Guan thought something might be wrong with Yin Chengjue's health and asked concernedly, "President Yin? What's wrong? Are you feeling unwell somewhere?"
Yin Chengjue glanced subtly under the desk, clenched his back teeth: "It's... nothing! Continue."
Assistant Guan: "Besides, there's also news from Fei Zhengqi's side, though it's uncertain whether it's reliable."
Assistant Guan looked at Yin Chengjue. Seeing his profound and inscrutable expression, he assumed he was pondering seriously and promptly proceeded to share his own views and suggested countermeasures.
Assistant Guan and Yin Chengjue's working relationship had always been this strictly businesslike, solving problems in the least amount of time, adhering to the principle of efficiency above all else.
Therefore, Yin Chengjue listening without saying a word led Assistant Guan to believe he was just considering better strategies. He noticed nothing amiss and simply continued his report.
Little did he know, fine beads of sweat had already broken out on Yin Chengjue's forehead. His Adam's apple bobbed, the muscles beneath his thin shirt were taut, his entire body's blood was boiling and rapidly diverting.
Author's Note: Rong Yu tests the limits of his character collapse every single day.
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