Entertainment Industry Limited Time Open - Chapter 13:
Ren Yuheng gently placed Tong Liyue on the bed,
his movements more careful than imagined,
as if the person in his arms was a fragile treasure that would break with a little force.
He reached out and felt Tong Liyue’s forehead; it was still slightly warm,
his breath carried a faint scent of alcohol, and his brows were slightly furrowed,
seemingly not sleeping soundly.
Ren Yuheng silently got up, brought a basin of warm water,
wrung out a towel, and patiently wiped his cheeks.
Tong Liyue’s features were captivatingly beautiful.
Under the spotlight, he was the most dazzling presence on stage,
his eyes enchanting, his smile clean and burning.
At this moment, he was quiet and obedient because of the alcohol.
Those eyes, usually so bright and lively, were closed,
his eyelashes trembling slightly, and his thin lips were slightly parted,
his breathing carrying a lazy post-drinking air.
Who could not be moved by this sight?
Ren Yuheng’s fingertip trembled, his gaze fixed on Tong Liyue’s profile,
his chest filled with an indescribable emotion.
Tong Liyue… he couldn’t help but murmur his name,
his thumb tracing down his brow bone, instinctively outlining his features, his gaze deep.
This person was so beautiful he wanted to possess him exclusively.
Ren Yuheng’s Adam’s apple bobbed. As he withdrew his hand,
it was gently grasped by a slightly cool hand.
Tong Liyue half-opened his eyes in a daze, his gaze hazy,
and he complained with a touch of grievance, I dont feel well.
Ren Yuheng’s heart softened. He bent down, patiently held his hand,
and gently comforted him, Its okay, Brother Heng is here.
He continued to gently wipe him with the towel, but then noticed
Tong Liyue staring straight at him, his eyelashes trembling,
as if holding back something.
Xiaoyue? Ren Yuheng gently called out his name.
The next second, a silent tear rolled down.
Ren Yuheng’s pupils contracted. Before he could react,
he saw Tong Liyue’s tears gush out one after another.
He made no sound of sobbing but was exceptionally lovable.
Whats wrong? He frantically used his thumb to wipe them away,
his voice extremely soft, Are you uncomfortable?
Tong Liyue didnt speak, his eyes were red, his lips pursed,
but the tears simply wouldnt stop. The long-suppressed grievance finally burst forth.
Ren Yuheng’s heart fiercely clenched. He had never seen Tong Liyue like this.
Except for that one time, when they did that thing in the room,
Ren Yuheng had almost never seen him shed a single tear,
even during his most difficult trainee period.
His crying… was too heartbreaking.
Tell Brother Heng, whats wrong? Ren Yuheng’s voice was low and gentle,
carrying an instinctive indulgence, Did someone bully you?
Tong Liyue sniffled, as if extremely wronged, let out a soft sound,
and pointed a finger at him, Ren Yuheng, because of you.
Ren Yuheng froze, his pupils slightly contracting, Me?
Tong Liyue nodded and choked out a response, Mm…
Boom.
Ren Yuheng’s mind went instantly blank.
He clearly always wanted to protect Tong Liyue, worried about him getting hurt,
deeply afraid of him being unhappy,
but he never thought that he would become the person who made him cry so sadly.
Then… what should I do? Ren Yuheng panicked for a moment,
forgetting about the towel in his hand. He honestly took half a step back,
deeply afraid that getting closer would make Tong Liyue cry harder.
Unexpectedly, this action made Tong Liyue burst into tears.
His tears were like a broken dam, completely unstoppable.
I… I dont know either… Tong Liyue’s voice became soft and
sticky due to the drunkenness and grievance,
just like a child who had lost control. The tears dropped one by one onto the pillow,
heartbreaking to see.
At that moment, Ren Yuheng’s heart ached intensely.
Tong Liyue had always shown maturity beyond his years since childhood and
was practically omnipotent, yet he never expected him to break down and
cry because of himself.
Im sorry… Ren Yuheng murmured remorsefully.
Brother Heng will sleep in the living room. Dont cry.
Youll be fine when you wake up tomorrow.
He stood up, quietly took a step back, distancing himself from Tong Liyue.
He didnt dare to look at Tong Liyue’s face, nor did he dare to touch him again.
He just lowered his eyes, suppressed all inappropriate emotions,
and turned to get a blanket.
But just as he turned around, his wrist was suddenly grabbed.
The hand was warm to the touch, and the grip wasnt strong,
just loosely holding him, yet it made Ren Yuheng freeze, unable to move.
Dont go. Tong Liyue’s voice carried the nasal sound of crying,
and the strong mix of drunkenness and grievance was like an invisible lock,
tightly restraining Ren Yuheng’s reason.
Ren Yuheng took a deep breath, his voice extremely low, Tong Liyue, youre drunk.
Tong Liyue ignored him, retracted his wrist, and pulled hard.
Before Ren Yuheng could react, he was pulled off balance and fell heavily onto the large bed.
You! Ren Yuheng hurriedly braced himself beside Tong Liyue’s ear,
barely managing not to press down on him.
However, before he could stabilize the situation,
Tong Liyue suddenly lifted his head and kissed his lips.
At this moment, Ren Yuheng’s mind was blank.
Tong Liyue actually… kissed him?
Tong Liyue’s lips were soft, carrying a faint scent of alcohol.
His tongue gently licked his lip, with no deliberate technique or cunning testing,
only the purest dependence and craving.
Ren Yuheng’s whole body shook, his fingers gripping the bedsheet.
It couldnt be this way.
He clenched his back molars, pulled Tong Liyue away from himself,
a trace of restraint visible between his eyebrows, his tone still gentle, You cant.
Ill be in the living room. You can call me if you need anything.
His breathing was ragged, his heart racing almost out of his chest,
but he still tried his best to calm down.
He was very afraid that Tong Liyue would regret it when he woke up tomorrow.
Afraid that this moment of softheartedness would lead him to make a mistake.
But…
Why cant I… Tong Liyue’s voice grew lower and more aggrieved.
The next second, tears fell again, Why do you always have to leave me?
Ren Yuheng painfully looked away, wanting to push him away,
but Tong Liyue didnt give him the chance at all.
Drunk people always act without warning. Tong Liyue flipped over,
pressing his entire body onto Ren Yuheng.
His reddened eyes held a confusing, seductive quality from the alcohol.
Do you really… not want me? His voice was low, with a hint of alcohol,
and he hooked his fingers around Ren Yuheng’s nape, gently kissing his lips.
Ren Yuheng’s rationality was completely defeated.
How could he not want him?
From the trainee period until finally debuting in the same group,
for a full six years, he had always wanted to possess this person.
Countless times, he suppressed his feelings, telling himself it was wrong,
it was untouchable, it absolutely could not happen.
But now, the person he longed for was drunkenly pressing against him,
kissing him, pleading with him, just asking him to stay.
This was a scene he dared not even dream of.
But could he really take Tong Liyue at a time like this?
Be good, youre not sober right now. Youll regret it tomorrow.
Ren Yuheng’s voice was hoarse beyond recognition.
He used almost all his self-control to keep from losing it.
He wanted to push Tong Liyue away, wanted to escape this fire that was about to spread.
But Tong Liyue lightly chuckled, a drunken mischievousness at the corner of his mouth.
He tilted his head, looking at Ren Yuheng hazily,
his eyes carrying innocent cunning and reckless audacity.
He leaned down and lightly bit Ren Yuheng’s earlobe,
his teeth grazing the sensitive skin, his tongue vaguely licking it,
as if deliberately provoking him.
Tong Liyue. Ren Yuheng’s voice was utterly hoarse with desire.
Hm? Tong Liyue lifted his head, licking his moist lips.
Ren Yuheng’s sanity finally crumbled. He flipped over, unable to bear it,
and pinned Tong Liyue back onto the bed.
Do you know what youre doing? Ren Yuheng’s forehead was pressed against Tong Liyue’s,
his teeth clenched, his chest heaving violently,
like an enraged beast desperately suppressing its instinct to devour.
Tong Liyue showed a bright smile, with a drunken slyness,
reached out and wrapped his arms around Ren Yuheng’s neck,
and softly laughed, I only know… you wont leave now.
This sentence was like a fire, completely burning away the desires
Ren Yuheng had been suppressing.
You said it yourself, no regrets. Ren Yuheng’s voice was low and dangerous,
like the last moment of calm before a storm.
He suddenly lowered himself and fiercely kissed Tong Liyue.
This kiss was no longer a gentle solicitation, but a punishing plunder,
as if to retaliate for the reckless teasing moments ago.
Mmm…! Tong Liyue had no chance to react. His lips were aggressively sealed by Ren Yuheng,
his breath stolen, his tongue tangled, his lips gnawed.
The wet sounds were unusually clear in the quiet room.
He was kissed until he couldnt breathe, his body uncontrollably trembling.
He could only unconsciously hug Ren Yuheng’s neck, letting out soft moans.
Xiaoyue… my Xiaoyue. Ren Yuheng’s voice was husky, carrying extreme restraint.
His large hand slid down Tong Liyue’s slender waist, gently kneading and caressing him.
Tong Liyue’s body trembled. Before he could react,
Ren Yuheng mercilessly stripped away the obstructing clothes.
His skin was fair and tender, flushed with a faint pink from the kissing.
The corners of his eyes were teary from his ragged breathing.
He was like the most beautiful piece of art, making Ren Yuheng momentarily hesitant to proceed.
Tong Liyue noticed his hesitation, dissatisfied, he hugged his neck tighter,
and actively pressed forward, kissing his cheek.
Tiny, continuous kisses spread from his cheek to various places,
landing on Ren Yuheng’s face one by one, not missing a single piece of skin.
The dense, tingling sensation left Ren Yuheng utterly defenseless.
Tong Liyue… you! Ren Yuheng’s body slightly trembled from Tong Liyue’s kisses.
He turned his head in a bit of a panic, his ears burning red, Damn…
how do you know how to do this?
Tong Liyue frowned in dissatisfaction, his eyes hazy, and he mumbled, Brother… quickly…
Little fox…
He never dreamed that one day Tong Liyue would seduce him into bed.
Ren Yuheng lowered his head and directly enveloped Tong Liyue’s sensitivity in his mouth,
licking it gently, sometimes nibbling, sometimes tracing an ambiguous curve with his tongue.
Tong Liyue trembled, tightly clutching Ren Yuheng’s arm,
breathing heavily and hunching his shoulders. The numbing pleasure was unbearable.
It tickles… His voice was incredibly soft, begging subtly, yet sounding more like a tease.
Is it sensitive here? Ren Yuheng chuckled, his tongue wickedly continuing to lick the other side,
Xiaoyue… youre much more honest when youre drunk. You dare to say anything.
I wish it could always be like this. He whispered, lowering his head to kiss Tong Liyue,
and slowly parted his legs.
Xiaoyue, youre so wet. His fingertip probed the softness, feeling the tightness and heat inside.
His eyes darkened a few shades, his Adam’s apple bobbed, his voice incredibly husky.
Tong Liyue trembled violently, tightly hugging Ren Yuheng.
His scattered gasps lingered in his ear. He instinctively tried to bend and dodge,
but Ren Yuheng firmly pressed him back.
Trying to run? Ren Yuheng smiled slightly, gently holding him down.
His finger lightly pressed upwards, hitting Tong Liyue’s sensitive spot inside precisely,
Here?
Uh… Ah! Tong Liyue’s back arched slightly. The intense trembling and
moans undoubtedly told Ren Yuheng the clear answer.
Found it. Ren Yuheng smiled in triumph, his thumb gently stroking
Tong Liyue’s slightly trembling skin. He slowly withdrew his
finger and pulled down his own zipper.
His arousal was already aching, pressing hot against
Tong Liyue’s thigh, openly displaying his desire and
possessiveness for the person in his arms.
Be good, relax, or you might get hurt. He coaxed in a low voice while kissing
Tong Liyue’s flushed collarbone. His palm soothingly kneaded his waist,
and then he slowly drove into the tight depths.
En Ah…! Tong Liyue’s body trembled violently.
The stray hairs on his forehead were slightly stuck to his skin with fine sweat.
He breathed hazily, his fingers gripping Ren Yuheng’s arm, Uh… no…
Too tight, Xiaoyue… Ren Yuheng took a deep breath, clutching Tong Liyue’s waist tightly,
feeling the enveloping heat. He knew Tong Liyue hadnt adapted yet,
but this intense tightness was unbearable.
He lowered his head, caught Tong Liyue’s trembling lip in his mouth,
and gently sucked it. His voice, filled with difficulty, coaxed him,
Bear with it… baby, it will feel good once you adapt.
Tong Liyue was drunk and his awareness was blurry,
yet he was exceptionally sensitive. The numbing pleasure made his eyes glisten with tears.
He looked at him with watery, blurred eyes, Brother.
That soft cry of Brother instantly shattered all of Ren Yuheng’s remaining sanity.
Im sorry, Xiaoyue. His voice was husky beyond recognition.
His arm tensed, and he thrust forward.
Mmm! Tong Liyue grasped the bedsheet tightly.
His body instantly erupted in a more violent tremor.
Pleasure mixed with a slight soreness made him overwhelmed.
He breathed erratically, muttering weakly, No… Brother, slow down…
Ren Yuheng bit Tong Liyue’s earlobe, retreated slightly,
but then surged back in, his voice rough, Tong Liyue… at a time like this,
youre asking me to slow down?
Ren Yuheng looked at Tong Liyue like this, and a certain dark possessiveness deep
within him almost devoured him.
He used one hand to support Tong Liyue’s waist, and the other slid to the back of his neck,
gently squeezing it, forcing him to meet his gaze.
His tone was low and dominant, Xiaoyue, remember how you look right now.
Tong Liyue cried and clung to Ren Yuheng’s shoulder, his moans fragmented,
with a slight sob, No… I cant.
Ren Yuheng tormented Tong Liyue back and forth several times.
Tong Liyue was heavily drunk, yet his senses were clearer than ever.
Each entry and exit brought a wave of numbing pleasure.
His body was incredibly sensitive, forcing him to reach climax repeatedly
under Ren Yuheng’s control.
But Tong Liyue’s sobs, falling on Ren Yuheng’s ears, were like an irresistible temptation.
He lowered his head and kissed Tong Liyue’s neck,
gently but with a scorching heat of restraint.
Cant? Ren Yuheng lightly bit Tong Liyue’s lips, his tone carrying a hint of teasing,
Youre our groups main focus, your stamina should be good. Why cant you?
Ren Yuheng’s kisses powerfully fell all over his body, his tongue sweeping
over every inch of trembling skin. He gnawed with his teeth, leaving
deep marks on his collarbone, shoulder, and side waist.
Ren Yuheng’s possessiveness reached its limit. He controlled the rhythm,
preventing himself from losing control, yet he greedily wanted more.
His fingers slid slowly down his spine. Every touch carried deliberate
passion and aggression.
Ah… Tong Liyue trembled and tried to evade, but he was firmly trapped in his arms.
Dont think about escaping. Ren Yuheng’s voice was low and dangerous.
His gaze darkly fixed on his every reaction, Only my marks can be left here.
His thumb rubbed the ambiguous marks he had left on Tong Liyue’s body,
wantonly spread across the small places covered by clothes.
This fueled a sense of possessiveness and satisfaction in Ren Yuheng’s heart.
He pinched Tong Liyue’s chin, forcing him to look directly into his eyes,
If I leave my mark, you wont be foolishly snatched away by others again, will you?
The thought of Shen Yichen’s provocation today, and his undisguised gaze while
holding Tong Liyue, brought forth an uncontrollable resentment in Ren Yuheng.
Hm? Tong Liyue’s awareness was too unclear to respond to this question.
Ren Yuheng lowered his head, his gaze locked on his fair collarbone,
and he pondered for a moment.
After a while, he kissed it, deliberately lingering for a long time,
sucking deeply, his teeth lightly scraping, with a desire and anger
that almost consumed him.
You will be mine eventually. His tone carried a forceful dominance, his gaze burning like fire.
Even on the stage, even in front of the camera… I will let everyone know.