Chapter 2185 You are my only color 1
In the study, a faint aroma of coffee permeates.
Wen Jin sat on the large leather sofa, holding a cup of freshly brewed black coffee in his hand, listening to his subordinates reporting on their work across the small coffee table.
His eyes were a little empty, but he was still at ease, as if everything was under control.
Jinchen sat beside him and kept him company, reading the obscure book on art history.
Wen Jin took a sip of coffee, unconsciously stroking the embossed pattern, the bitter taste spreading on the tip of his tongue.
He habitually wanted to put the cup back on the coffee table, but because of his blurred vision, his fingers deviated slightly and the cup fell to the ground with a bang.
Fragments flew everywhere, and dark brown liquid quickly spread across the carpet.
Jinchen raised his head from the book and looked at Wen Jin first.
"Alin." Wen Jin's voice was calm, without any emotion.
"Sorry sir, I'll take care of it right away."
The subordinates were forced to pause their whispered reports and immediately stepped forward to clean up the debris and stains.
Jinchen reached out and gently held Wen Jin's wrist, his palm warm.
Wen Jin did not struggle and let Jin Chen hold him, with an indifferent expression on his face.
However, Jinchen felt a subtle tremor from his fingertips.
After the subordinate finished cleaning up, he retreated respectfully and closed the study door gently.
"Unhappy?" Jinchen asked.
"No." Wen Jin seemed not to understand what Jin Chen was saying and pretended to pull his hand back.
Jinchen let go of Wen Jin's hand, turned to face him, held his face in his hands, and kissed him tenderly.
The kisses exchanged were gentle yet firm, tender with endless patience.
Wen Jin quickly relaxed and leaned back on the sofa, letting Jinchen's lips wander over his eyebrows, nose tip, and lip corners.
Wen Jin's eyelashes trembled slightly, and his unfocused eyes fell on Jin Chen's face.
Jinchen took his hand, placed it gently on the side of her face, and guided it to caress her outline.
"Trust me," he whispered. "Don't worry about me seeing your vulnerability."
Wen Jin's fingers moved slowly across Jinchen's face, his fingertips touching his slightly cool skin, feeling his high nose bridge and soft lips.
Jinchen's breath gently brushed across his palm, bringing with it a warm breath.
"You don't need to hide anything from me," Jinchen's voice was still gentle.
"No matter what you look like, I won't be disappointed."
Wen Jin's breathing paused, and his fingers rested on the corner of Jin Chen's lips.
The hidden madness and wantonness deep in my heart were gradually soothed by Jinchen's tenderness.
He suddenly realized that he had already let down all his guard in front of this young man, either actively or passively.
Wen Jin sighed softly, reached out and pulled Jin Chen into his arms, wrapping his arms tightly around his waist.
Jinchen leaned on his shoulder and gently stroked Wen Jin's back with both hands.
In the room, the aroma of coffee gradually dissipated, replaced by the sound of the two people's intertwined breathing.
Wen Jin's blindness did not make him lose control, and the turmoil he caused in the outside world never stopped.
But in front of Jinchen, he allowed himself to show his vulnerable side.
"...Okay." Jinchen pulled his hand out from under his clothes, "This is not the way to let you feel me."
Wen Jin finally pressed his lips against Jin Chen's, his palms pressed against Jin Chen's warm chest, his fingers curled up along his neck, and finally landed on the corner of Jin Chen's lips again.
He sighed lightly: "Xiaochen, I want you."
The world after blindness is dead silent, with no light entering.
Only closer contact can make Wen Jin feel alive.
[The villain's heart rate is detected +6, totaling 56! 】
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In the manor hall, the crystal chandelier casts a warm yellow glow.
It has been a long time since Gu Xi came in with the two directors, but Wen Jin still hasn't come down to see them. Gu Xi couldn't hide the restlessness between his brows, and he was even more suspicious in his heart.
If Wen Jin's eye disease relapsed at this critical juncture, he would definitely hide it.
He wanted to see the real situation. It would be great if he could take the opportunity to get the thing in the study.
But I never expected that I wouldn't even be able to see Wen Jin.
Jinchen leaned against the handrail of the spiral staircase, his shirt sleeves casually rolled up to his elbows, his eyes cold.
"Wen Jin has been resting these days and hasn't seen anyone." Jin Chen said in a calm and indifferent tone.
Gu Xi sneered and took a step forward: "Who do you think you are? You are just a kept lover, are you qualified to block my way?"
"We need to discuss important matters with Brother Jin."
Jin Chen raised his eyebrows slightly, and the corners of his mouth curved up: "To Wen Jin, nothing is more important than me."
He spoke confidently and in a nonchalant tone.
Gu Xi's face turned pale from choking.
Gu Xi was furious and was about to force his way in.
Jinchen inadvertently took half a step, and Gu Xi stumbled and fell heavily to the ground.
His posture was so pious that he almost shouted "Long live the Buddha".
Jinchen pretended to be surprised and said "Oh!", then looked down at him and said innocently, "Mr. Gu, please be careful when you walk."
Gu Xi: “…”
The two directors looked at each other, neither of them dared to speak.
Just at this moment, the housekeeper appeared like a ghost holding a vase that he had just wiped, and stepped directly over Gu Xi, who was in so much pain that he hadn't gotten up yet.
He said to Jinchen respectfully: "The master is looking for you upstairs."
He turned to face the two directors and said in a distant tone, "Sir, I am not seeing guests right now. Please wait a moment."
"Yes... yes, we can wait a little longer." Director Zhao said hurriedly, casting a puzzled look at Gu Xi.
Weird, Mr. Gu is usually a big celebrity here, why is this time...
The two directors looked at each other, feeling heavy in their hearts, fearing that they would be used as pawns by Gu Xi.
Jinchen turned and went upstairs.
Pushing open the door of the master bedroom, Wen Jin was sitting on the bed, his fingertips unconsciously stroking the edge of the bed.
Hearing the noise, he very slowly tilted his head slightly, then looked up again.
"Xiao Chen?"
"It's me." Jinchen walked over, naturally held him in his arms, and kissed him lightly on the corner of his mouth.
"Gu Xi has brought people here, they seem to be the directors of two groups."
Jinchen said in a low voice.
Wen Jin frowned and stroked Jin Chen's cheek with his fingers.
"Did they bully you?"
Jin Chen sighed softly, pretending to be pitiful: "Yes, Gu Xi is very fierce."
"He told me to stay away from you, saying that I was an unimportant lover and not worthy of getting in the way."
As for a fall.
Well, the protagonist just didn't stand firmly.
Wen Jin's eyes dimmed, the corners of his lips flattened, and he tapped the sound transmission device on the bedside table.
"Butler, take Gu Xi and the two directors to the basement to wait for me. Tell them I'll be there later."
Wen Jin fumbled with his cufflinks, Jin Chen's lips brushed the side of his face, and asked, "Do you want me to carry you downstairs?"
Wen Jin shook his head and tapped his chest with his fingertips: "You come with me."
He paused, and said in an indulgent tone, "Remember to stand next to me when you watch the show later."
"Understood." Jinchen hooked his fingertips.
