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Ch194 - My home is wherever you are (1/2)

Who Touched My Tail Xiao Xuan 68060K 2022-07-20

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14.6 – My home is wherever you are

translator: xiin

editors: BlueBug & Macabre

The bartender brought over Xue Ling’s drink. He stirred it, took a sip, and narrowed his eyes. “What is the big president looking at me like that for? Since I’ve already signed with Tianxuan, I can basically be considered an employee of the Su Family. But no matter how you look at me, I still won’t be willing to follow the hidden rules with you~”

Su Xuanyan frowned, “I don’t use the hidden rules.”

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Xue Ling made an ‘oh’ sound, and muttered, “How boring.” Having said so, he took another sip of his drink and stretched, twirling the cocktail glass in his hand as he said, “I’m in a bad mood today because we’re wearing the same clothes. Does the big president have any compensation or consolation prize for me?~”

He was half leaning on the bar in a lazy posture, his slender, pale fingers slowly tracing the rim of his glass. Su Xuanyan looked at him, then opened his mouth to order him an extra cocktail. “I’ll buy you a drink if you want compensation.”

Xue Ling twisted his head to glance at him, then turned back to toss down the cocktail in front of him. He raised his brows and said, “How come it’s only one drink! No matter how you look at it, you should…” His hand waved in a circle, and his finger pointed to a row of drinks at the bar, “…treat me to everything here.”

As soon as he finished speaking, he laid down on the bar and stopped moving.

There was no change on Su Xuanyan’s face as he watched Xue Ling collapse onto the bar. One second ago, he was still full of momentum as he promised everyone in the bar drinks, but in the next second, he had fallen over and no longer spoke. Those who didn’t know better would think that he had been poisoned and was dying.

He waited for a long time, but Xue Ling didn’t move. Su Xuanyan reached out and poked at the portion of Xue Ling’s cheek that was still exposed, causing the other party to twist his head and swipe away his hand, frowning slightly as he expressed his obvious dissatisfaction at being disturbed.

Su Xuanyan: “…” He had been so arrogant just now when demanding compensation, but in the next second, he’d gotten drunk?!

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To tell the truth, Su Xuanyan felt that the other party was performing some opportunistic extortion. He might really have fallen into the trap the other party had set for him; his intentions couldn’t be more obvious. Su Xuanyan was about to leave him here and be done with it since this was a proper bar, and he wouldn’t die here, but when he turned away, a pair of beautiful eyes flashed through his mind.

Su Xuanyan’s actions stalled, and he sank back onto his seat.

He carefully looked over Xue Ling, who had an arm pillowed under his head and only revealed half of his face, and began to recall what his eyes looked like.

A pair of beautiful fox eyes, his gaze clear, and regardless of whether it was filled with embarrassment, cunning, dissatisfaction, or depression, it all seemed to be written there clearly. His eyes were narrow but not small, and the slightly raised corners seemed to emphasize his momentum. The eyelashes that framed his eyes were long, but not curled up. When his eyelids were lowered, each individual lash was clearly distinguishable, and if he leaned up close, he could see the shadow of his eyelashes on his pale cheek.

Su Xuanyan had unconsciously come closer and closer, but he paused at the last moment, and the slightly tender, sentimental expression on his face disappeared as he reverted back to his original iceberg state. He frowned, ignored the two cocktails on the bar, and after settling the bill, reached out to support Xue Ling.

No matter what, he was a Tianxuan artist, and it wouldn’t be good if he left him here alone.

In fact, it was a simple matter for him to lift up Xue Ling. Su Xuanyan did not have to spend much effort, as it seemed as though Xue Ling knew that someone was moving him. He opened his eyes to take a look at Su Xuanyan before leaning his entire body against him as though reassured.

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Su Xuanyan’s body stiffened. This person was a little shorter than him, and when he voluntarily leaned against him, his head landed on his shoulder, his headful of hair ending up right in front of Su Xuanyan’s eyes. Xue Ling leaned there, his breath brushing over Su Xuanyan’s neck, making it so that he didn’t dare move.

Xue Ling blinked and seemed to sober up a little. He narrowed his eyes and looked up carefully at Su Xuanyan for a while before laughing and asking, “Are we going back now?”

Su Xuanyan frowned. Who did he think he was, saying ‘we’ so straightforwardly?

Xue Ling did not seem to be fully conscious, so Su Xuanyan didn’t quibble with him and just supported his shoulders and kept his arm around him. “Where do you live? I’ll take you back.”

“I will live wherever you live.” Xue Ling muttered. He shook his head against Su Xuanyan’s chest and even rubbed against him. “You said it. My home is where you are.”

Su Xuanyan pressed his lips together as his gaze darkened.

He didn’t say anything and brought Xue Ling out of the bar, found the sunglasses he had left in his pocket, and put them on his nose. His movements were rather careless, causing Xue Ling to feel uncomfortable. Xue Ling lifted his hand to take them off, then stood up slightly on his tiptoes and leaned up in front of Su Xuanyan, “Su Xuanyan, put them on properly! Otherwise, I won’t get into bed with you tonight!” His voice was a little confused when he threatened him, and the strength he displayed when he stood up just now seemed to disappear halfway through as he crookedly fell back into Su Xuanyan’s bosom.

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Su Xuanyan was so surprised by how Xue Ling had called out his name that he froze, and found that the sunglasses had been stuffed back into his hands. He dazedly lowered his gaze to look at him, “Are you talking to me?”

Xue Ling felt that he was being rather annoying, and complained, “If I’m not talking to you, then who? If you don’t put them on properly, then I just won’t wear them. If someone takes a photo, you can give up any idea of getting into my bed.” He spoke casually, as though he had known Su Xuanyan for a long time.

Su Xuanyan looked down at him to make sure that he wasn’t trying to play tricks on him, but Xue was drunk, his face was bright red, his eyes unfocused. When he spoke to him, his head twisted here and there as though he was unable to determine where Su Xuanyan was, and looking at it made him feel rather helpless. If this was an act, then he was the unlucky one for falling into such a trap.

He put the sunglasses onto Xue Ling’s face properly, and casually helped him straighten up his chaotic, wind-blown hair. Su Xuanyan finished his set of actions, then fell into a daze, frowning as he stared at his own hands and wondered why these actions had come so naturally…

Xue Ling looked as though everything was normal. He proudly grabbed Su Xuanyan’s hand, and the weight of his entire body was leaned against Su Xuanyan’s body, as though waiting for him to drag him home.

But Su Xuanyan didn’t know where Xue Ling’s place was!

He took two steps and asked again, “Where is your place?”