Saving the overbearing CEO

Chapter 441: Fifth World: Fight And Make Up

But Zhao Zhi was different. Though he knew the man was upset he had the strong urge to push him down and wrestle with him till Zhao Zhi was done being angry. It worked the last time he got upset with him but it most certainly won't work today because Zhao Zhi was really angry.

"It's not me," replied Qie Ranzhe having some suspicion that this had to be Qie Xieling's handiwork. The kid must have used his notes from when he started learning how to create barriers. This kind of barrier was of his own design which he had used on his cousin ever so often.

There was no way to break this barrier without the permission of the person who set it up but its effects would only last for thirty minutes. It was a neat trick to play as a kid but Qie Xieling used it to lock them in and he was the major suspect.

"Shixiong I did it...and, and I am not unruly," was the sound of Qie Xieling's voice coming from the door. It seemed the kid had overheard their little squabble and decided to do something about it.

Wen Qinxi, "..."

"I will let you out when you are done fighting so yeah..... play nice," replied Qie Xieling before placing his ear on the door but he soon regretted that decision as he got scolded by Wen Qinxi big time. If only he had not placed his ear on the door he could have pretended he hadn't heard it. His little dad was too fierce.

Wen Qinxi was busy scolding Qie Xieling that he didn't notice Qie Ranzhe snuck in behind him. This meant he was taken aback when Qie Ranzhe turned him around and pressed him against the wall in a perfect wall slam that sent a flood of hormones gushing out.

The nerd's heart skipped a beat with those perfectly chiselled features right in front of him. He was still a little upset but no matter how hard he tried he couldn't drag his gaze back. His eyes were drawn to Qie Ranzhe like there was a hard to resist gravitational pull.

He was like the earth pulling at a meteorite despite the risk of suffering the same fate as what happened millions of years ago that resulted in the mass extinction of dinosaurs. Not a romantic line but he was a nerd after all.

Qie Ranzhe seemed to sense the tension between them and under its influence, he leaned in so close till Wen Qinxi could feel the man's warm breath on his face.

This intimate proximity had Wen Qinxi's throat parched as an inexplicable itch arose within him. He hadn't gotten laid in a very very long time which meant he had little resistance to Qie Ranzhe's provocation.

All it would take to break was one touch from Qie Ranzhe and he didn't necessarily have to touch an intimate place to rev the engine. Even if Qie Ranzhe poked his cheek he would lose it at this point.

Qie Ranzhe stopped within inches of Zhao Zhi's face with his gaze lingering on those sweet juicy lips that seemed to be luring him to have a single bite.

His gaze suddenly shifted to Zhao Zhi's eyes brimming with sheer carnivorous desire. How could Qie Ranzhe resist when he was stared at like that? "Why do you get mad easily?" he said lifting Zhao Zhi's chin with his gaze falling back on those lips once more.

"I hadn't finished talking. I wanted to say would you stay and help me raise him," he said before leaning in close to Zhao Zhi's ear, "I promise I will take responsibility for you." His warm breath brushed against Wen Qinxi's skin making him shudder in excitement. Having tasted the sweetness of the forbidden fruit, Wen Qinxi inched closer to Qie Ranzhe yearning for more.

He wanted to hug him. He wanted to kiss him and defile him till he was satisfied. He wanted to do all this and more right now and right here.

Unable to bear it any longer he clasped Qie Ranzhe's collar and drew him in for an impure kiss oozing of lust and sexual desire. Qie Ranzhe's heart was beating wildly only managing to take little sips of breath. Zhao Zhi was extremely fierce licking his lips as though sampling something delicious.

The sect leader could no longer hold back grabbing Zhao Zhi's waist with one hand while slipping his other hand at the back of the man's head deepening the kiss. With his nose buried in Zhao Zhi's scent, Qie Ranzhe felt an intense shock wave with his blood rushing towards a certain place.

Overtaken by his desire, he was no longer thinking with his big head tossing his rationality out of the window.

Wen Qinxi was suddenly overpowered with Qie Ranzhe's tongue chasing after his making his tummy flutter. He couldn't take it anymore. It was apparent that he wasn't satisfied with kisses alone so he parted from Qie Ranzhe out of the blue and ambled towards the bed loosening the ribbon that was holding up half of his hair.

Like a graceful waterfall, the strands flowed down with Wen Qinxi's provocative eyes on Qie Ranzhe. He ran his fingers through his hair while slightly biting his lower lip with seductive undertones. This was an invitation and this sect leader understood.

He wanted to sleep with Zhao Zhi. Never in his life was he as certain as he was right now. Qie Ranzhe walked over to him hoping to undress this lascivious man but Zhao Zhi suddenly pushed him on the bed before straddling him.

Qie Ranzhe didn't protest grasping the back of Zhao Zhi's neck before kissing and licking his throat while panting heavily. His action turned frantic as he sucked on Zhao Zhi's throat hard enough to numb the man's skin. 

"Ah ah, Ran-ge," came the sound of Zhao Zhi's seductive raspy voice. Qie Ranzhe's stiff member was positioned perfectly and all he had to do was peel off Zhao Zhi's robe to fully possess him.

"I want to fuck you," he whispered after gently nibbling at Zhao Zhi's reddened ear. Wen Qinxi was so aroused that he couldn't help grinding against the man to ease the urge in his pants.

"Then what are you waiting for?" was Wen Qinxi's response before biting Qie Ranzhe's neck expressing his arousal. Qie Ranzhe hissed in pain with his hands grasping Zhao Zhi's waist tighter.

Just when things were getting good, Qie Xieling decided to ruin it knocking on the door while asking, "Are you guys still fighting?" He didn't even wait for a response before opening the door but he had only opened it a crack when his father's black boot hit the door followed by him saying,

"We just started so get the hell out!" in a husky hoarse voice that sounded wrong. Qie Xieling quickly closed the door scratching his head in confusion. Since they had just started fighting he chose to put the barrier back up and have a light snack. He would come back later and play the intermediate role to restore peace. Little did he know that this was only round one of a very very long fight.