Rebirth and revenge, without delaying the kiss of the black-bellied boss

It was almost nine o'clock in the evening. The originally orange-pink sky was blocked by the falling black night sky, but the ambiguous atmosphere did not disappear because of the fading of the pink color.

As the street lamps came on, the gentle light they cast contrasted with the deepening night, making the hazy night seem even more mysterious.

Chen Yaxin and Han Yangxu sat in Han Yangxu's Mercedes-Benz, and the designated driver took them to their destination, Han Yangxu's home.

After a journey of dozens of minutes, Han Yangxu's drunkenness had worn off a lot, and he was able to get out of the car without Chen Yaxin's help.

But when he saw Chen Yaxin got out of the car quickly, he knew that Chen Yaxin wanted to help him, so he put down his hand that was about to open the car door and waited for Chen Yaxin to come over with anticipation.

"Click", the car door next to Han Yangxu was opened by Chen Yaxin. Chen Yaxin reached out and grabbed Han Yangxu's arm and put it on her shoulder.

When Chen Yaxin was about to help Han Yangxu get out of the car, she remembered the painting supplies and iron medicine that she had asked the designated driver to buy on the way. She asked:

"Come on, use some strength. I'll help you get off the bus. Can you help me get the things I just bought next to the seat? Can you carry a few bags?"

Han Yangxu greedily wanted Chen Yaxin to touch him more, but he didn't want Chen Yaxin, a girl, to take a lot of things, so he immediately agreed:

"Sure, I can take it."

Afterwards, Chen Yaxin, who thought Han Yangxu was so drunk that he could hardly walk, helped Han Yangxu get out of the car and then slowly helped Han Yangxu back to the apartment.

Han Yangxu put one arm on Chen Yaxin's thin shoulders, but he didn't put his body weight on Chen Yaxin's shoulders out of concern.

After a while, Chen Yaxin and Han Yangxu walked to the door of Han Yangxu's apartment. Chen Yaxin looked up at Han Yangxu and asked:

"Where's the key to open the door? Did you forget it in the car?"

Han Yangxu was immersed in Chen Yaxin's warm embrace and forgot everything else. He never thought that he would need his key to open the door to get home.

It was only after Chen Yaxin asked him about it that he stupidly remembered this matter, otherwise he might have just stood there beside Chen Yaxin in a daze.

"Oh! It seems to be in my pocket." Han Yangxu replied awkwardly.

Chen Yaxin didn't think too much about it. She knew that Han Yangxu was too busy to do anything at the moment, so she took the initiative to use the hand that was not around Han Yangxu's waist to take out the key from Han Yangxu's trouser pocket.

Chen Yaxin hurried to get in. She simply reached into Han Yangxu's pocket to get the key and said:

"There's nothing in this pocket. It should be in the other pocket. Wait a minute."

Han Yangxu was just about to put down his hand on Chen Yaxin's shoulder and prepare to take the door key from his right trouser pocket.

Suddenly, he felt Chen Yaxin touching his crotch, gradually approaching the danger zone, exploring it bit by bit randomly.

His face flushed instantly. When he heard Chen Yaxin was about to put it into the other trouser pocket, he couldn't stand it anymore and spoke out to stop her:

"Uh! Or...or I should get the key myself."

Chen Yaxin was disgusted by Han Yangxu's twisting of his body, which made it so difficult for her to hook the right trouser pocket. She was also worried that she would fall down while supporting such a heavy person, so she warned:

"Don't move! I won't be able to hold you up, and you might even take me down with you. I'll get the key quickly if I don't want to get hurt."

"......" Han Yangxu closed his mouth and eyes.

In the end, he could only follow his heart and enjoy the touch of the person he liked near the dangerous area, even reaching into his trouser pocket and touching the danger from time to time.

"Oh! I finally found it!" After a while, Chen Yaxin took out the door key from Han Yangxu's right trouser pocket with her left hand and said happily.

"Uh...well...I'm glad you found it." Han Yangxu's brief enjoyment was gone. He opened his eyes and replied with a slightly lost tone.

Afterwards, Chen Yaxin followed Han Yangxu's instructions, took the correct door key, and opened the door of Han Yangxu's apartment.

Chen Yaxin asked Han Yangxu to sit on the sofa in the living room. She put the door key on the table, stood up straight, and asked:

"Do you have anything to sober you up at home? If so, I'll prepare some. If not, go wash your face and sober up."

Han Yangxu was worried that if Chen Yaxin continued to touch his body unconsciously, he might react, and it would be really embarrassing if he was discovered.

So, he stopped pretending to be drunk and asked Chen Yaxin to support him, and told the truth:

"There's no sobering person at home, but it's okay. I don't feel dizzy anymore. I can just go wash my face by myself."

After Han Yangxu finished speaking, he stood up and walked towards the bathroom with steady steps, to show Chen Yaxin that he was not lying.

Hearing this, Chen Yaxin thought about applying medicine to Han Yangxu later, and she thought it would be best if Han Yangxu washed his body clean and applied the medicine.

Since Han Yangxu said that he could act on his own, it seemed that he could really do it, so she reminded him:

"Okay, you can take a shower later. After you come out of the shower, don't put on your clothes. I want to see where you are injured and help you apply medicine."

Han Yangxu's mind suddenly went astray. He thought that when Chen Yaxin said not to wear clothes, she meant to wear nothing at all. After applying the medicine, he could get straight to the point and make it easier to draw a human body sketch.

But he didn't expect Chen Yaxin to be so bold and direct, which made him unconsciously start to feel shy, and he stammered and agreed:

"Um...ok...ok!"

Han Yangxu quickly slipped into the bathroom. Chen Yaxin looked at Han Yangxu's back, as if she had an illusion. Why did she feel that Han Yangxu was a weak woman who was being teased by her?

Suddenly, Chen Yaxin's mind opened up. She even imagined Han Yangxu running into the bathroom like a delicate girl, shaking her hands from side to side and swinging her feet backwards.

Chen Yaxin shook her head. She was amused by her own fantasy and laughed to herself:

"Puchi, hahaha, no, I can't think of perverted things anymore, hahaha."

Afterwards, Chen Yaxin prepared in advance at the place where she had helped Han Yangxu paint before, sharpened pencils, and placed drawing tools.

When she thought about the various injuries that Han Yangxu might have, inspiration struck her.

She thought that this time she should let Han Yangxu lie on the sofa and draw a picture with a concept that was completely opposite to the last time, as if the god had descended from heaven. She wanted to draw the contrast between the difficulties and sufferings that the god suffered after coming down to earth.

Outside the bathroom, Chen Yaxin was using her artistic talents to think of the painting concept she wanted to create, without any unnecessary ambiguous thoughts.

Han Yangxu, who had been in the bathroom for a while, had not started taking a shower and had not even taken off his clothes.

He stood there in a daze, the "thump, thump" sound of his huge and heavy heartbeat echoing in his ears.

He felt that his heartbeat was too loud, so he covered his heart with his right hand and complained quietly:

"Can you be more ambitious? Isn't this what you want? Why are you reacting so strongly and making so much noise? Can't you just be quiet?"

At this moment, it looked like Han Yangxu was complaining about his little heart, but in fact he was comforting himself not to be too nervous and saying that he had no future.