Reborn in the Entertainment Industry: Second Life

Chapter 240 Let's have wine today!

Before the party was over, Yin Su left early. He was still thinking about Bo Bing, and after drinking a few toasts, he felt even more agitated, so he went straight back to his own territory.

No one answered the knocking. Li Ling used his key to open the master bedroom door. The strong smell of alcohol hitting him made him frown slightly. Then he saw Yin Su throw his coat at him, unbutton his cuffs, and walk in with a displeased expression.

"Little Lord?"

"Wait outside."

Li Ling and He Jinlan exchanged a glance, stood guard at the door, and remained silent.

"Adoptive father?"

The man's voice was somber, and his hands clenched tightly at his sides, thinking that the young man had probably run away again.

The lights were off in the room, but Yin Su's eyesight was still good. The smell of alcohol was in the outer hall of the master bedroom. He walked around the entrance hall and into the outer hall until he tripped over something soft.

By the moonlight, he could clearly see the guy on the ground.

The young man lay drunk on the velvet carpet, an empty wine bottle beside him, his sweater, which he had thrown off due to the heat, was under his feet, and his half-naked body was in a strangely curled-up position, with expensive red wine spilled on the light-colored background.

—It looks more like blood.

Yin Su forced down his palpitations, looked up, and saw that there were hardly any decorative wines left on the antique shelf where the wine was kept. Li Pin, Petrus, Romanée-Conti Grand Cru... even though wines costing tens of thousands of yuan could not compare to collectible wines, in the hands of the young man, they were still inferior to those of Yong Chuang Tianya, which was being torn apart and drunk in a fit of rage.

Why did my godfather drink so much tonight? But thankfully, the movie star breathed a sigh of relief. He hadn't disappeared without a trace. Let him drink if he wants; he wouldn't miss a few bottles anyway.

As Yin Su pondered, he squatted down and reached out to help the young man up. "Godfather, go to bed and rest."

"Don't touch me, get out!"

The moment her fingers touched the young man's bony back, he slapped her away forcefully. "Get away from me!"

Bo Bing, in her dazed state, did not hold back. Her powerful knuckles carried a palm wind, and Yin Su quickly raised his hand to block. However, the back of his jade-white hand was instantly reddened. Before he could fight back, the other party grabbed his wrist and launched a classic battle dance throw, slamming him mercilessly onto the carpet. She then used one knee to push his legs apart, pinning down his vulnerable groin, and nimbly flipped over to press down on him.

Yin Su grunted, somewhat taken aback, but then snapped back to reality when he looked at the young man.

Those snake-like eyes that were staring at him under the moonlight... were now unfocused and filled with fierce determination, their eyes red and stained with visible tears.

Yin Su was locked to the ground by the young man's unreasonable ground techniques, and being stared at like this, his proud self-control was broken by the chaotic smell of alcohol. The young man's unusual expression and the current environment were quite tempting to him. No matter how much he could restrain himself, he was still a normal man, and his body reacted almost instantly.

He lay on his back on the light-colored velvet, his long hair slightly loose at the back of his head. His dark red shirt had been pulled up in the midst of the recent melee, revealing a large section of his jade-like skin and firm muscles. A look of surprise flashed in his captivating, alluring eyes, and a touch of natural beauty between his brows.

This is a sensual scene that many people would never even dare to imagine, but now young people are witnessing it.

“I forgot, my godfather prefers someone more enthusiastic.”

The handsome man laughed, as if he weren't the one being held down, "It was just too rough."

"What are you saying here in gibberish?"

The young man was so drunk that he couldn't hear clearly, so he pressed his knees down and leaned closer to listen.

The man's waist tensed instantly, the gentleness on his face vanished in an instant, his eyes darkened, and he licked his sharp teeth like a predator, but his voice was pitiful and aggrieved, as if he were pleading with the young man.

"I said, you're hurting me..."

Yin Su's words were sweet and ambiguous, with a hook, gently tickling Bo Bing's ear. Bo Bing was a little dazed and turned his head away to avoid it.

The opportunist had been waiting for his opening, and almost instantly, the man's long legs hooked around the young man's slender waist, shifting his center of gravity and breaking free from the young man's lock. He then exerted his core strength, and the two switched positions.

Before the thin ice that had just touched the ground could react, he heard the sound of a drawer being pulled open. Sensing something was wrong, he tried to turn around, but his arm bumped into the furniture. He paused slightly and reached out to block, but this was exactly what Yin Su wanted. The rough red rope seized the opportunity and began to twist like a soft-bodied animal in Yin Su's hands.

"Let me out?"

Yin Su looked down at the bewildered young man on the ground, grabbed his chin with one hand, and made no attempt to hide his nasty words, "Even a godfather has his limits when he's drunk. This is my territory."

The man's words carried a dangerous undertone, and if Bo Bing were still conscious, she would have noticed.

"I'll do whatever I want..."

Yin Su whispered in his ear.

This guy's drinking behavior is unpredictable; he'll react to whatever he's drunk.

This drunkard's temper...

Yin Su thought.

It really needs to be changed.

Confused thoughts overwhelmed Bo Bing's reason; he felt like his head was about to explode.

He desperately needed an outlet for his frustrations.

The sounds of shattering bottles, cries of pain, and fighting.

Li Ling and He Jinlan keenly sensed that something was wrong and immediately rushed in to turn on the lights, but what they saw left them dumbfounded.

"Young Master! What happened?!"

"Are you alright? Why did you start fighting?"

The drawer of the low cabinet was wide open, and Li Ling caught a glimpse of a red rope winding like a snake inside. The broken wine bottle next to it reflected the light, and the red wine was a mess. His brow twitched, and he looked up.

The once arrogant young man was now being held down on the carpet in a kneeling position by his young master's right hand, his arms bent upwards and tied behind his head, with neat knots tied around his neck. His body was also enveloped by the mature man's body and he could not resist. He could only open his mouth wide to swallow oxygen to resist the feeling of suffocation, gasping for breath and groaning as he bit the rope that ran through his mouth.

Yin Su, though disheveled, remained calm and chopped the young man unconscious with a karate chop. "Have someone clean up my side. This drunkard is making too much noise. Also, clean up the broken glass over here."

“Your injury…” He Jinlan looked at Yin Su. Bloody teeth marks were clearly visible on the man’s collarbone, and swollen bruises were visible on his forearm exposed from his sleeve.

"Call the family doctor over and get a hangover remedy while you're at it."

Yin Su stood up and hugged the person in his arms.

The chop actually dispelled much of the young man's drunkenness. Bo Bing gradually sobered up, feeling only a dry throat and a stinging pain in the back of her neck and arms.

"Water...I'm so thirsty...Give me water..."

Yin Su took off his shirt, and after treating his wounds, he returned to the bedroom when he heard Bo Bing's voice.

Bo Bing lay on the bed, his face flushed. Li Ling had untied the rope from his mouth, but he hadn't dared to untie the rope from his hands yet. After all, Bo Bing's skills were too terrifying, and if he started causing trouble again, things might not end peacefully.

“Yin Su…”

The young man looked over with half-open eyes and called out to him dependently, "Yin Su, I'm so thirsty..."

Yin Su sighed, "I've really lost to my godfather."

Yin Su grabbed the water from the bedside table. Even though he was in unbearable pain, he simply couldn't bring himself to do anything to Bo Bing, whose mind was out of control. But then he thought, "But now, maybe I can get something out of her..."

The owner neatly tied the long hair that was in the way back of the head.

Thin ice's chin was gently lifted, and her lips were pressed against something cool.

He should be thinking, using his rusty brain to think about the current situation, but right now, he couldn't care less about that... The thirst in his throat made him actively seek out water.

Clear liquid spilled from the corner of his mouth as Bo Bing swallowed the icy water to relieve the heat brought on by the alcohol. Yin Su held Bo Bing's face and patiently exchanged this wet kiss with him.

Yin Su was like a hungry wolf licking its prey, fiercely and uncontrollably expressing its primal appetite.

"Well......"

Bo Bing tilted her head back slightly, trembling beneath the man.

It's good that you can breathe properly through your nose...

Yin Su thought.

—So good.

I love it.

Yin Su gently hooked the other's tongue and kissed it. A bottle of ice water quickly evaporated in the passionate kiss.

The apple in the Garden of Eden is falling.

"This doesn't count..."

Yin Su wiped the ice water from his lips, his captivating peach blossom eyes looking at the young man who was still in a drunken stupor. He whispered intimately, pressing his forehead against the other's, "Remember next time, let me kiss you properly."

Bo Bing stared blankly at that handsome face.

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What's the situation now...?