Saving the overbearing CEO - Chapter 501

Qie Ranzhe stiffened for a second as Wen Qinxi’s tongue lasciviously licked his lips. A thrilling electric current struck his nerves making him lose his mind. His arm grasped Wen Qinxi’s waist drawing him closer to deepen the kiss. But just as he had a taste the person was suddenly taken away from him.

“I leave you alone for two minutes and you are already all over him,” said Wen Danzhe pulling his brother away, “that is a big bad wolf and he will eat you up till there is nothing left.”

Wen Qinxi looked back with a sweet smile. “Oh, I won’t mind. Come get me tiger….. *growl,” replied Wen Qinxi almost breaking out of Wen Danzhe’s hold.

“You are definitely drunk. Let’s go,” he said dragging him out of the nightclub. He didn’t stop his brother when he climbed up that platform because he felt like Wen Qinxi was wound up tight for the better half of his life and needed this but when his brother vanished he panicked.

He had just taken out his cellphone to call Wen Qinxi when he saw Machu’s text message which meant Qie Ranzhe had to be around. God forbid if he let those two leave together especially when his brother was that drunk. So he went around looking for him and sure enough, he found the two kissing like a pair of hormonal teens under the bleachers.

If this CEO was to have his brother then he would have to work hard for it which is why he didn’t hesitate dragging Wen Qinxi away. A man had to work hard for what he wants and not have it handed to him on a silver platter.

Qie Ranzhe could have followed them but his state of mind wasn’t right at the moment. This in a sense was their first kiss and boy, was it mind-blowing. He was suddenly hit by an intense euphoric sensation like when you set off fireworks.

Wen Qinxi smelled so good and the intense fruity taste in his mouth from the cocktail made Qie Ranzhe want to taste more of the sweetness with his tongue. Wen Qinxi’s enthusiasm drove him crazy but before he could press him against the wall and indulge, the person was suddenly taken away from him.

He had to make this nerd his boyfriend soon otherwise who knows what he might do if he gets rejected.

While Qie Ranzhe was blackening in a dark corner, Wen Qinxi was shoved into the car by his brother. As soon as the four of them reached Wen Qinxi’s apartment, they got off but before they knew it the culprit vanished.

Wen Qinxi had his body plastered on the glass window of the tattoo parlour that was still open. The street in his neighbourhood was still lively as they had left the nightclub just after eight pm. “I want one,” said the drunk Wen Qinxi before pulling the door to enter, “Shop keeper I want one….. right here,” he said taking off his overcoat.

“Sorry, he had a bit much,” apologised Wen Danzhe as he pulled Wen Qinxi’s overcoat back up.

“No, no I want it. I am older so you have to listen to me,” replied a stubborn Wen Qinxi shaking Wen Danzhe off. It seemed the dozens of cocktails he had, made him forget his fear of pain. He wanted a tattoo and no one not even Wen Danzhe could stop him.

Pai Dui also lifted his sleeve and said, “Me too. I want a cute puppy.”

“Oh, ca-can I have mine on my waist or inside my thigh? I think it would look nice,” said Wen Qinxi lifting his sweater again.

But Wen Danzhe stood his ground and refused. “You are not having a tattoo on those places otherwise I will tell mum,” he said staring at his stubborn brother coldly. The amount of regret would be intensified if Wen Qinxi had that on his waist let alone his thigh.

Taio Ru just stood there putting the car keys in his pocket like this had nothing to do with him. So the two stood as the tattoo artist gave these stubborn people what they want.

Wen Qinxi was surprisingly fearless when drunk. He didn’t even flinch, unlike Pai Dui who was crying the entire time. Once it was done Wen Danzhe grabbed him to leave but Wen Qinxi refused to budge saying he wants his ear pierced.

This man was incredibly docile when he was sober but when he was drunk he was a whole new person as stubborn as Mahatma Gandhi. But at least Mahatma Gandhi’s stubborn nature was to attain freedom, unlike Wen Qinxi who was fighting for an ear-piercing.

Wen Danzhe let him do it but as soon as it was done he literally carried him out after taking care of the bill. “Wah!! Look they can tattoo dragons,” said Wen Qinxi as he was being carried like a sack of potatoes out of that tattoo parlour.

“No, you better not think about it….. so troublesome,” complained Wen Danzhe carrying him up to the apartment.

The four of them sat down in the lounge and feasted on some pizza and beer while watching a movie. It might have seemed a bit excessive but that was what Wen Qinxi needed as shown two hours later. When the others had passed out and he finally opened up to his brother.

The alcohol made him open up to what he had been going through ever since he came out of Flagship. He couldn’t keep repressing his feelings like this otherwise he would lose his mind.

Wen Danzhe listened attentively but one thing that echoed in his mind before his brother passed out were the words, “I love him. I love him to death and I will do anything for him.”

He hadn’t personally experienced the emotions of loving someone so he couldn’t understand how his brother was feeling. What he didn’t want was his brother to get hurt.

Now that he knew Wen Qinxi had settled on Qie Ranzhe, it was time they stop playing games and he had a serious discussion with Qie Ranzhe. Well, that’s after playing one more game. He picked up his cellphone and texted Machu.

Two streets over, Machu had just returned to the car after helping Shao Lan open the door as the man was carrying his drunk rowdy wife when he received a notification. He took out his cellphone and opened the message.

DannyBoy: Qi-ge got a tattoo (grinning face).

His eyes widened and he slowly looked up to Qie Ranzhe. “What?” asked Qie Ranzhe sitting in the driver’s seat.

“Um… Gecko got a tattoo,” he said with a bewildered expression.

Qie Ranzhe grabbed Machu’s cellphone and read the message. “But he is afraid of pain?”

Machu shrugged his shoulders as he watched Qie Ranzhe respond to the texts which Wen Danzhe ignored.

His cellphone kept buzzing but he deliberately ignored it with a naughty smile on his face. He couldn’t wait for his brother to wake up. It was bound to be a fun morning.