That Man Is a Little Wild - Chapter 28

Li Cang’s body was lean and symmetrical, his joints delicate, fingers long and slender, skin pale, and his hands even more refined than many women’s.

He couldn’t help recalling the memory of being pinned beneath Chi Ye, utterly consumed. Just one of Chi Ye’s hands could easily trap both of his, pressing him down with a force that left him helpless.

Normally, he hated being in a submissive position, it made him feel vulnerable. But under Chi Ye, everything else fell away. His mind went blank, consumed by nothing but pleasure.

A sudden warmth spread through him, and he turned his head to look out the window, trying to distract himself. “Where are we going?”

“Dinner.” At the red light ahead, Chi Ye stopped and reached over, lacing his fingers with Li Cang’s.

Li Cang’s gaze turned sharp. “What are you doing?”

“Holding your hand,” Chi Ye said calmly. “What’s wrong with that?”

Li Cang opened his mouth, then closed it again without a word. But when he looked back out the window, the tips of his ears were tinged pink.

The car pulled into the hotel garage, and Chi Ye confidently led him inside, still holding his hand. Li Cang lowered his voice. “Are you sure you want to walk in like this?”

It was a high-end business hotel.

Li Cang had come here twice before with Xu Siruan to meet clients, and the prices had always been exorbitant. But for the rich and reckless like Fan Yuanju and his friends, this was just another playground where a single meal could cost half a year’s wages for ordinary people.

This place was both a corporate elite dining spot and a playground for the wealthy.

Walking hand in hand could draw attention. Li Cang didn’t care that he’d come out publicly long ago. But he wasn’t sure about Chi Ye. Did he understand what appearing together here would imply?

“Everyone in this circle already knows I’m gay,” Li Cang said as the elevator doors closed. “Are you sure you want to hold my hand in public?”

Chi Ye reached out to stroke the top of his ear and chuckled softly. “What else? Carry you in?”

Li Cang went quiet.

When he’d been with Hu Haoxuan, they rarely held hands outside the house, afraid of recognition. Coming out had been liberating for Li Cang he wanted freedom, to live for himself, shedding unnecessary family obligations along the way.

Hu Haoxuan, ambitious and upward-bound, had to maintain appearances. Li Cang had felt trapped, and the “Rainbow Run” incident had been the perfect excuse to force a break, which, unsurprisingly, it did.

All Li Cang wanted now was someone by his side openly, hand in hand, facing the world and its judgment with him. Nothing more.

He never expected that person would be Chi Ye.

As the elevator doors opened, a waiter stood at the entrance. Seeing Chi Ye holding Li Cang’s hand, his professional smile never wavered. “Mr. Ye, right this way,” he said politely.

“You know the staff here?” Li Cang asked, curious. The way the waiter addressed Chi Ye seemed unusually familiar; normally, they would simply say “sir.”

“Of course,” Chi Ye said with a low laugh. “If you come here more often, you’ll get to know them too.”

“Too expensive,” Li Cang replied bluntly. “I’m broke lately.”

Chi Ye smiled, leaning close, his breath warm against Li Cang’s ear. “Consider it a debt. I’ll collect tonight.”

“Get lost,” Li Cang said, laughing and scolding at the same time.