Volume One, Chapter Nine: Going to His House for an Injection

Síndrome da Sede Excessiva Jú Feixue 2477 words 2026-08-04 07:54:54

At this moment, Xie Huaijin grew more vigilant. “Honey, stop it. It’s already very late, I’m tired from entertaining guests, and my body can’t take it anymore.”

Her large eyes seemed to have heard nothing. Smiling with a hint of coquettish charm, her gaze was misty and enchanting. If Xie Huaijin refused, she was determined to insist! Her delicate hands made no move to retreat; after freeing herself from Xie Huaijin’s grasp, her fingers found their way to the waistband of his pajama pants.

She deliberately leaned closer, and Xie Huaijin caught the faint, rich fragrance wafting from her. His body instantly stiffened, and when he grabbed Jiyao’s hand again, he exerted all his strength.

“Have you been drinking?”

Jiyao smiled and nodded. “Yes, you always like seeing me a little tipsy. This time, I was very self-disciplined—I didn’t even need you to pour the wine; I drank it myself first.”

In the past, he had taken the initiative to pour the wine because he intended to drug her. Now that she drank on her own, what reason did he have to slip anything into her drink?

Naturally, Xie Huaijin was not pleased. Without hesitation, he pushed her away and climbed out of bed.

“I just remembered I have some important documents to sign. I have to go on a business trip tomorrow, so I need to return to the office and work overnight.”

Jiyao didn’t get up. Lying on the bed, she watched Xie Huaijin flee in a hurry. She occupied the large bed alone. With the disgusting man gone, her vision cleared, but her heart was not a bit happier.

This business trip would last two days. Even tonight, he had called to say he wouldn’t return. Before, she might have cared about him a little, but now she had no desire to. She knew Xie Huaijin was only using the trip as an excuse. At this very moment, he was probably making passionate love to Qin Zhenzhen in bed. Perhaps the call he made to her was placed while he was with Qin Zhenzhen, who was surely still enjoying herself beneath him.

She hung up, intending to take a shower and rest, but her phone rang again. The caller was He Yancheng. As soon as she answered, his voice came through low and slightly hoarse.

“You still remember my address, right?”

It was faint, but after a moment’s thought, she recalled it. That day, she had done something terribly foolish—trying to call her lawyer but dialing the wrong number, which connected her to He Yancheng. He had briefly given her his home address then, and it stuck in her mind.

But why was he calling about this now?

Jiyao felt puzzled. “I remember... What’s the matter?”

“Come over for an injection.”

Her instincts immediately turned cautious. “Wasn’t the appointment tomorrow? Can’t I come to the hospital to see you tomorrow?”

After the previous injection at the hospital, He Yancheng had messaged her that the next one was scheduled for tomorrow morning. Why suddenly bring it forward to tonight?

The man’s voice came again, cool as a sea breeze. “No.”

After a pause, he leisurely leaned back on the sofa, pulled out a pack of cigarettes, lit one, and gazed out at the night. His eyes, dark as spilled ink, were as unfathomable as the evening itself.

“I’ll be out tomorrow and won’t be at the hospital. You have to come tonight.”

Without giving her a chance to refuse, the call ended.

...

At the Yuelan Residence, Building 12, the code was 6496.

This string of numbers popped up just as Jiyao reached the villa’s door. “Click.” The code was correct, and the door opened smoothly.

He Yancheng must have seen her on surveillance. From the second floor, she heard his voice. Following the sound, she stopped at the bedroom door and saw the man shirtless, a towel wrapped around his waist. His chest muscles, abs, and V-line were all clearly visible. Droplets of water trickled down his long neck, flowing along the lean muscle lines...

She immediately looked away. Her long hair partially covered her face, but her pale ear was already shamefully flushed.

“S-sorry, I didn’t know you were showering. I’ll leave right away!”

Before she could move, He Yancheng’s voice came from behind her.

“I dress like this when I’m home alone. If you can’t handle it, then just skip the injection.”

If she skipped the injection, wouldn’t her long journey here be for nothing? Besides, He Yancheng wouldn’t be at the hospital tomorrow, and the medication in her body had to be administered strictly on schedule. Missing even one injection was not an option. So no matter what, she had to get it done!

Jiyao’s eyes instinctively flicked over, meeting He Yancheng’s gaze. She dared not look below his neck. “Sh-should I get the injection downstairs? Or where?”

Surely not in the bedroom? There were no syringes in sight.

He Yancheng casually gestured. “Sit on the bed and wait.”

The large double bed had only one pillow, deep gray—the cool tone He Yancheng always preferred. For the sake of the injection, she braced herself and sat on the neither too soft nor too hard bed. When He Yancheng returned from downstairs with the syringe and saw her sitting there blankly, his chin tensed slightly, revealing his seriousness.

“You’re already on the bed. Why haven’t you taken your pants off?”

“...”

Jiyao’s ears burned a moment later. Hearing his words clearly, her face flushed even deeper. She had already been embarrassed to remove her pants in front of He Yancheng at the hospital. Now, in his home, on this large bed, having to do it in front of him—it was unbearably humiliating!

She gritted her teeth, and though the heat spread across her cheeks and ears, she steeled herself and pulled down her pants. He Yancheng crouched behind her. As the needle went in, she felt his firm chest press against her skin, his body heat radiating behind her. His warm hands gently massaged her buttocks to ease the pain. The touch sent an electric jolt through her, making her heart race.

This injection passed without her feeling any pain and was over before she realized it.

Leaving He Yancheng’s villa, her cheeks still warm, she returned home and found her keychain was missing when she unlocked the door.

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