“Ding—ling ling ling—”

The ringtone jolted Yu Li awake from his slumber. Frowning, he reached out from under the covers, groping around the pillow until he finally found the vibrating phone by the wall.

The room was dark, making the light from the phone screen particularly glaring. Yu Li had to squint as he looked at the caller ID—

It was his brother, Yu Huaiyuan.

Yu Li had just woken up, his brain still in a fog, and he didn’t quite register what time it was when he answered the call.

Yu Huaiyuan’s voice came through the receiver: “Xiao Li, are you awake?”

“Mm…” Yu Li yawned, responding, “Just woke up.”

Hearing the drowsiness in his voice, Yu Huaiyuan said with a hint of helplessness, “Be honest with your brother, did you drink last night?”

As soon as he said that, Yu Li’s eyes, which had been half-closed, suddenly widened.

He reflexively wanted to deny it, but then Yu Huaiyuan continued, “Don’t try to fool me. I asked the hot pot restaurant manager, and he told me you were so drunk you couldn’t even stand. If Lu Qing hadn’t been holding you, you wouldn’t have made it out of the restaurant. How much did you drink?”

Yu Li looked guilty, “Not much…”

Yu Huaiyuan could hear the guilt in his voice and chuckled, “Xiao Li, you’re an adult now. It’s normal to want to try drinking if you haven’t before. But your tolerance is really bad. In the future, if you’re not with someone you trust, don’t drink, not even fruit wine, got it?”

Yu Li didn’t dare refuse, “Got it.”

“By the way,” Yu Huaiyuan added, “A new company has settled in Jiang Cheng, I heard they’re relatives of the He family. He Yan might host a private gathering in a few days. If you go, you can’t drink.”

Yu Li agreed and then tentatively asked, “Even if I bring Lu Qing, I can’t drink?”

“No,” Yu Huaiyuan refused decisively, “Your bodyguards won’t be with you at the gathering, so it’s best not to drink.”

Yu Li sighed, “Alright…”

Hearing the regret in his voice, Yu Huaiyuan laughed again, “Alright, if you want to drink, do it at home with Lu Qing. I have a meeting to attend, so I’ll hang up now.”

“Mm-hmm,” Yu Li replied obediently, “Take care at work, bye-bye~”

After hanging up, Yu Li put down the phone, rubbed his aching temples, stared at the ceiling for a while, and then closed his eyes again, hoping to continue the dream he hadn’t finished.

But that hope was destined to be unfulfilled for a while.

As soon as Yu Li closed his eyes, the scenes from his drunken state pieced together like shards of a broken mirror, reflecting so vividly in the darkness that he couldn’t help but recall them.

He had been drunk last night, but he hadn’t blacked out. He remembered clearly how he got home after drinking.

He also remembered clearly the outrageous things he did to Lu Qing after getting home…

He had touched Lu Qing’s chest muscles, found them too hard, then moved to the abs, still too hard, and, not believing it, wanted to continue downward…

Lu Qing’s deep voice was still fresh in his mind, and recalling the expression on Lu Qing’s face at that time, Yu Li covered his face in embarrassment.

No one had told him he’d be so… so wild when drunk, even wanting to touch someone’s… you know.

If he had known he’d turn into such a rogue when drunk, he wouldn’t have touched that bottle of wine for anything.

“Sigh…”

Letting out a long breath, Yu Li quietly moved his hand away from his face. He turned over, recalling everything that happened last night, and stared blankly at a point in the void ahead.

Come to think of it, he had wanted to touch Lu Qing’s chest muscles for a while. Although the feel wasn’t what he imagined last night, thinking back now, it wasn’t bad…

The hardness was probably because he attacked without warning, catching Lu Qing off guard.

Not just the chest muscles were hard, even…

Yu Li’s thoughts paused as he suddenly sat up in bed.

When Lu Qing carried him home last night, something warm seemed to touch his butt.

At that time, Yu Li was drunk, his brain not processing, so he couldn’t figure out what he had just touched.

But now that Yu Li was sober, and being a man himself, it only took a little recollection of the shape and temperature for the correct answer to quietly appear in his mind.

After a moment of silence, the little young master silently lifted the blanket and wrapped himself in it.

Turns out not all gym-goers are just for show.

At least Lu Qing was impressively… large.

…

Yu Li fell asleep again and didn’t wake up until 1:30 in the afternoon. Lu Qing hadn’t come to wake him, whether to let him sleep more or for some other reason.

When he opened his phone again, there were several new messages on WeChat.

As Yu Huaiyuan had mentioned, He Yan indeed sent him a message, inviting him to a gathering at Boming Club this Friday night. Besides him, He Yan also invited Pei Yu.

After thinking for a moment, Yu Li accepted the invitation.

Not long after he agreed, Pei Yu’s message popped up.

[He Yan invited me to hang out on Friday, are you going, Xiao Li?]

Yu Li replied: [Yeah, I’m going]

Pei Yu giggled: [I knew you’d agree. I heard Boming has hired a lot of new male models, clean and handsome, even some from the university]

Yu Li wasn’t interested: [Why, are you interested?]

Pei Yu answered straightforwardly: [A bit, back in school it was all about exams, I haven’t even held a handsome guy’s hand, let alone kissed one (sigh)]

[All my roommates are in relationships now. Yesterday, the guy in the bed across from me finally had his first kiss, and he came back looking so sweet, like he was surrounded by pink bubbles]

[Xiao Li, what do you think kissing feels like? Is it really that amazing?]

Yu Li initially wanted to say he was also a solo since birth, and couldn’t imagine what kissing felt like even if he tried.

But just before sending that message, an image of Lu Qing’s fiery gaze from last night flashed in his mind.

That kind of gaze wasn’t unfamiliar to Yu Li.

He had too many admirers, of all types. Though most pretended to be gentlemanly, with so many, there were always a few bold ones.

But compared to those admirers’ gazes, Lu Qing’s seemed to carry an undeniable… desire.

Yu Li spread his hands.

The sensation of touching abs through clothes last night was still vivid. Although Lu Qing’s body was tense and hard, the heat and vitality beneath the clothes were undeniable.

Getting hard just from a touch by the employer…

His fingers moved slightly, the keyboard making a “tap, tap” sound.

In the darkness, he deleted the characters in the input box one by one, finally replying: [I don’t know yet]

[I’ll tell you after I’ve kissed someone]