After The Fall Of The Earth, My Hotel Became Popular - Chapter 88

Chapter 88 – 　‘Come Explore, My Kitten.’

　　It was unknown as to how much time had passed, the slightly noisy music seemed to stop, Wen Bei opened his eyes again, and saw Chen Xun’s worried expression.

　　His mouth opened and closed as if he was saying something caring.

　　Wen Bei curled the corners of his lips and revealed a smile, but there was no smile in his eyes: “It’s okay, I should go back.”

　　Chen Xun was a little nervous. He originally wanted to say that he could take him home, but when he saw his distant and clear eyes, he couldn’t say it.

　　He could only watch him get into the car.

　　The driver was a local, and seeing the situation in Wen Bei, he wanted to take a detour and collect the money.

　　”Master, drive well.”

　　A cold voice sounded from the back seat of the car, and the driver was startled: “Okay, got it.”

　　Although he is a young man, the words he says carry an inexplicable sense of irresistibility.

　　Could it be that he is used to being the big boss?

　　The driver secretly observed him and saw that he was wearing an ordinary shirt without many brand names.

　　After a fruitless exploration, the car had already arrived at the downstairs of the apartment building. The strange thing was that the man who had a headache just now was sober this time.

　　Apart from the smell of alcohol on his body, there was no way to tell that he was just drunk and covering his head in the bar.

　　After paying the fare, Wen Bei went straight upstairs. He always had a strange feeling in his mind, as if he had forgotten something invisibly.

　　Since it can be forgotten, it is probably not something important.

　　Wen Bei lowered his eyes and slowly wrapped himself in the quilt.

　　He slept until dawn the next day.

　　Due to the car accident, Wen Bei temporarily lost his job. In the past, he would have worked harder to find the next one, but after experiencing a brush with death, he suddenly felt that his mentality had changed a lot.

　　He, who had been saving money and reluctant at spending, suddenly became generous.

　　When he was hungry, he ordered high-end Japanese and French food. When he was bored, he went out and played with friends. Chen Xun asked Wen Bei out for several days in a row and felt flattered.

　　In order to please him, he specially collected several famous massage therapists.

　　Chen Xun handed him some documents, and Wen Bei raised his eyebrows to express his confusion.

　　Chen Xun: “You have been lying in bed for too long recently. I would like to recommend a few massage therapists to help relieve muscle stiffness and other problems.”

　　Wen Bei: “Yeah.”

　　He wasn’t interested in the massage, but accepted the offer out of politeness.

　　Since the last time he drank, he has never gone out alone with Chen Xun again. At this moment, there are other friends around him, laughing and saying, “Brother Chen, you are so good to our Xiao Bei.”

　　Chen Xun stopped talking and couldn’t help but keep looking in the direction of Wen Bei.

　　Unfortunately, there was no response. He just raised his glass, whispered “thank you”, tilted his head back and drank the whole thing in one gulp. The blush on his face and the collarbone exposed by unbuttoning the top two buttons looked particularly sexy.

　　Chen Xun didn’t dare to look any longer and lowered his head quickly.

　　Wen Bei didn’t care, he poured another glass.

　　‘I don’t think I liked drinking so much before.’

　　But he had been feeling depressed lately, and an inexplicable feeling of irritability had been lingering around, and alcohol seems to relieve it a little.

　　After the drinking party, Wen Bei returned home and took out the information he had received from Chen Xun. He looked at the several private masseurs on the paper, and his originally uninterested expression changed slightly when he saw the last one.

　　He couldn’t describe the feeling, but he suddenly changed his mind, picked up his phone and dialed the number above.

　　A seductive voice came from the other end of the phone: “Do you need any help?”

　　When Wen Bei heard this voice, his expression went blank for a moment. He almost wanted to hang up the phone and ask if the person Chen Xun introduced to him was really a serious massage therapist, and why the voice was so…

　　Wen Bei didn’t want to use the word “low-key and sexy” to describe other men, so after his facial expression changed several times, he still responded: “Yeah.”

　　Not long after he gave his address, the so-called therapist arrived. He rang the doorbell politely, waited for the door to open, and then nodded. He asked the same question: “Do you need service?”

　　It sounded a bit strange, but Wen Bei tried his best to ignore the strangeness. He looked at the man’s rare red pupils, and his doubts gradually grew.

　　Contact lens?

　　He is so handsome, maybe he has some side job, such as being an actor or internet celebrity, and he may have rushed here without even having time to remove his colored contact lenses.

　　After explaining to himself in his heart, he turned around and motioned for the man to follow him, then he lay down on the flat sofa, casually scooped up the pillow with his long arms and said, “Just massage my legs.”

　　He didn’t know why he suddenly wanted a strange man to come and give him a massage, and in the end he could only understand that he was drunk.

　　Now that he had been called, there was nothing else to do but enjoy it.

　　Wen Bei slowly closed his eyes. He was wearing shorts, and the skin on his legs was very delicate, smooth and white, which was rare among men. His narrow waist and long legs were covered with a thin layer of muscle. His calves, which were wrapped in pants all year round, were much stronger than they looked.

　　When rough palms fall on it, they sometimes leave red marks due to the force.

　　The man’s massaging technique was really good, and he relaxed his legs in a very proper manner.

　　Wen Bei relaxed his guard a little bit, but suddenly felt the hands moving slightly higher, followed by heavy breathing coming from behind him, as if with some restraint.

　　Just as he was about to turn around, a pair of calloused hands landed on his shoulder blades. The man’s voice sounded very rational: “Let me press here for you, too. You look really tired.”

　　Just as he was about to retort, an irresistible force suddenly came down on him. Wen Bei groaned in pain, and a red mark was left on his cheek on the cloth pillow.

　　After the sudden pain, there was a rare softness. The man’s technique was very professional. The young man, who was at a loss at first, clenched his fists little by little. A trace of confusion appeared in his eyes, and the tears that had just been squeezed out because of sleepiness were still hanging on his eyelashes, shaking. He didn’t look like the one being served, but more like the one being bullied.

　　Wen Bei groaned twice, and in order to avoid making any more noise, he simply shut his mouth and let him massage all parts of his body except his legs.

　　”Guest, are you comfortable?” The man’s voice sounded very calm, but his red eyes were already hot and unscrupulously taking in all the young man’s lovely reactions.

　　The half-hour massage time was up, and the person who had been trembling slightly just now suddenly stopped talking and his breathing became calm.

　　Qiu Tin paused, his red eyes narrowed into a thin line in an instant, and the corners of his mouth curved up in an arc that he himself did not even notice.

　　He fell asleep.

　　The little heartless guy didn’t think of himself, but at least the instinctive trust was still there.

　　He actually fell asleep during his massage.

　　So stupid.

　　Qiu Tin lowered his eyelids and looked at him. He turned the man over very gently, and paused when he saw the unignorable dark circles under his eyes.

　　The young man’s skin has always been fine, which resulted in some blemishes being noticeable. The dark circles under his eyes represented that he might not have slept well for several days.

　　Is it because of the fear that his memory had been tampered with?

　　Qiu Tin looked at him for a long time and originally wanted to take a bite near his Adam’s apple to collect the tip, but finally stopped.

　　‘Forget it. If he wakes up accidentally, it would be more trouble than gain.’

　　•=|=•

　　When Wen Bei opened his eyes again, he was confused for a moment. He looked down at the bed he slept in and the pajamas he had put on at some point. The expression on his face became increasingly absurd.

　　He actually fell asleep in the middle of the massage yesterday! ?

　　Hearing a sound from outside, he raised his head blankly like a frightened little sparrow, with messy hair on his head.

　　Qiu Tin found an apron from somewhere and put it on. His muscular upper body showed his arms, and the way he held the spatula was extremely awkward. “Are you awake?”

　　Wen Bei nodded blankly, then suddenly realized: “You didn’t leave?”

　　He regretted it after he said it. This sentence made him sound like a scumbag who didn’t want to take responsibility.

　　So he urgently added: “Is it because I haven’t paid you yet?”

　　”……”

　　Silence spread between the two people.

　　It just sounds so wrong.

　　Wen Bei began to doubt whether he was being lustful because of the other party’s beauty.

　　Otherwise, it would be impossible to explain why he had an indescribable impulse the first time he saw the man’s photograph and called the person directly to his home.

　　Now he is talking weirdly again.

　　Qiu Tin: “Come out for breakfast, and we’ll talk after you finish eating.”

　　”Oh.” Because of his inexplicable guilt, Wen Bei was rarely obedient.

　　He went to the bathroom to take a shower, and when he came out, breakfast was already on the table.

　　It was milk, taro, tapioca porridge and a sandwich with fried egg and ham.

　　Wen Bei sat down in a daze and ate with him.

　　This was clearly a very strange scene, yet he felt that it should be so harmonious.

　　Wen Bei ate the last bite of his sandwich and wiped his mouth with a tissue. The meal finally allowed him to sort out his chaotic thoughts. He asked straight to the point, “Are you short of money?”

　　Qiu Tin’s face, which was more handsome than a model’s, showed no embarrassment at all: “Yes.”

　　As an outsider who broke in by force, he really had no money in this “world”.

　　Wen Bei took out his usual negotiating attitude, slightly raising his chin like a noble cat: “I can sign a temporary treaty with you.”

　　”What exactly is that?”

　　”Massage.”

　　”Just a massage?”

　　Wen Bei blinked, a little stunned by the question, and then a little angry: “Yes!”

　　He couldn’t understand what the person in front of him was thinking, but there was a voice in his heart shouting at him to stay.

　　In the face of such unstable factors, it is more beneficial to keep him with himself at all times.

　　Qiu Tin chuckled: “I can still cook and clean.”

　　His eyes seemed to be mocking Wen Bei for his wrong thoughts.

　　”……unnecessary.”

　　If he was teased any more, he would get angry. Qiu Tin understood very well what it meant to quit while one is ahead, so he nodded and agreed to Wen Bei’s suggestion.

　　With his long legs stretched forward, his aura became much more open, with a slight sense of oppression.

　　Why would such a person have no money?

　　Wen Bei had more and more doubts in his heart. He felt like there was a dangerous python spitting out its tongue at him in front of him, but he had to get deeper and deeper into it for the so-called truth.

　　His eyes were complicated: “Can I ask your name?”

　　‘He doesn’t even remember my own name.’

　　But this may be the only breakthrough.

　　Qiu Tin chuckled, with an inexplicable doting tone: “Sir, I’m sorry I can’t tell you.”

　　‘Come explore, my kitten.’