TLLKTBD CH 35

Chapter 35: Lu Qian, When We Get Home, I’m Going to Have You!

“Bambi… do you not like Simba?”

With a pitiful nasal tone and two sniffles, Jin Lang stared at Lu Qian with reddened eyes, asking seriously.

“…” Lu Qian didn’t know whether to laugh or cry. Jin Lang, now tipsy, was clinging to him and calling him Bambi. Lu Qian patted Jin Lang’s cheek, trying to soothe him. “I do like Simba. Simba is so adorable—who wouldn’t like him?”

“Then why doesn’t Bambi want Simba?” Jin Lang rubbed his head against Lu Qian’s chest.

In truth, he wasn’t completely drunk—having worked in a bar, he had built some alcohol tolerance. But ever since moving into Lu Qian’s home, he had hardly touched alcohol in the past three months. Tonight, drinking multiple cocktails and brandy all at once—mixing drinks—had made him feel a little intoxicated. On top of that, he was intentionally letting himself loose, making him seem even drunker than he actually was.

“Bambi… hasn’t abandoned Simba,” Lu Qian replied, caught off guard by how direct drunk Jin Lang was. His response came in scattered fragments—he hadn’t abandoned Jin Lang, but he also couldn’t bring himself to accept him either.

Such a beautiful little lion… he couldn’t afford to have him.

Lu Qian let out a soft sigh, pulling Jin Lang into his embrace and patting him gently. “Xiao Lang, drink some water. Let’s go home.”

“Then… do you want me?” Jin Lang lifted his head, pressing the question again, his insistence unwavering. “Do you want me?”

His ears were flushed red, his eyes glistening like water, and his expression hazy. The alcohol was truly kicking in now—he looked even more dazed than before.

“Yes, I do. I do,” Lu Qian replied, patting Jin Lang’s cheek in an attempt to help him sober up a little.

Hearing such straightforward and blatant words of seduction from Jin Lang—spoken in a childish yet aggrieved manner—Lu Qian felt his heart soften.

Ah, little Simba… what am I supposed to do with you?

Jin Lang nodded, his gaze growing unfocused again. He mumbled under his breath, “As long as you do… as long as you do… Otherwise, Sister Jin will scold me…”

“Ugh—” The drunken little lion let out a hiccup.

Hooking his arms around Lu Qian’s neck, Jin Lang gazed at him in a daze and called out, “Boss Lu…”

That one call of “Boss Lu” sent a chill up Lu Qian’s spine.

You little brat, you’re really dedicated to your job, huh? Lu Qian cursed under his breath, gritting his teeth.

He was so irritated that he wanted to push Jin Lang away, but the stubborn man clung to him tightly, refusing to let go. In fact, he even wrapped his arms around Lu Qian’s waist and pulled him onto his lap.

Lu Qian was completely at a loss. He never expected Jin Lang to be this clingy when drunk. He grabbed Jin Lang’s shoulders, shaking him slightly as he scolded, “Xiao Lang, Xiao Lang! Jin Lang, wake up!”

“I am awake.”

“Awake?” Lu Qian felt utterly helpless. “Then take a good look at what you’re doing right now. Look at who I am.”

“You… You’re Lu Qian. Lu Qian,” Jin Lang’s voice suddenly choked up.

“Who is Lu Qian?” Lu Qian pressed further.

“Lu Qian is…” Jin Lang’s mind was a bit muddled. Who is Lu Qian?

Lu Qian is a pervert.
Lu Qian likes to play with men.
Lu Qian is my sponsor, my big boss.
Lu Qian gave me money to pay off my debts.
Lu Qian let me learn how to paint.

Lu Qian pushed me into an abyss, then pulled me back up.

Jin Lang looked at the man in front of him, whose brows were furrowed in what seemed like anger, but whose eyes were filled with worry. With red-rimmed eyes, he whispered, “Lu Qian is… my… my… ge…”

He wrapped his arms around Lu Qian’s waist, burying his face in the crook of his neck, rubbing against him like an aggrieved big cat.

Lu Qian never expected Jin Lang to say something like that. He had always thought that in Jin Lang’s heart, he was just a sugar daddy, nothing more. Especially after hearing that Boss Lu just now—he’d felt a deep chill inside.

But now, this big cat had just called him ge… and was even rubbing against him like this?!

Lu Qian let himself be hugged, no longer struggling. He simply let the heartbroken little lion cling to him for comfort.

Then suddenly, Jin Lang pushed him away, straightened up, and with great determination, declared, “Lu Qian, let’s go home.”

He squinted at Lu Qian, his expression serious as he added, “We’re going home. When we get there, I’m going to have you.”

“…”

Lu Qian was first shocked. Then, he let out a laugh, both amused and exasperated.

Have me? Kid, let’s see if you can even stand straight first.

Lu Qian flicked Jin Lang’s forehead, climbed off his lap, and pulled him up as well. Supporting his swaying body, he half-carried him out of Basement, hailed a cab, and took him home.

By the time he finally managed to drag Jin Lang into bed and settle him down, it was already past 1 AM.

Jin Lang curled up on the bed, hugging the thin blanket tightly. When his feet got tangled in the fabric, he grew frustrated and kicked twice in irritation. Lu Qian chuckled, adjusting the blanket for him.

His mind replayed Jin Lang’s bold proclamation from earlier—

“Lu Qian, when we get home, I’m going to have you!”

This brat… he’s getting bolder and bolder.

Lu Qian gazed at the sleeping figure on the bed and couldn’t help but smile.

“Goodnight.” He turned off the guest room light and quietly closed the door.

In the darkness, Jin Lang opened his eyes and whispered, “Goodnight.”

For the first time in months, the conflict in his heart toward Lu Qian had disappeared.

Tonight, as the alcohol fueled his reckless boldness, Jin Lang’s heart was bathed in a warm, gentle light.

(To be continued…)