Chapter 38: Your Lips Are Still Softer
Gu Lanxiao received his exorbitant house-call fee with satisfaction and was in no hurry to leave.
He slowly moved back into the annex. He happened to see the man sitting by the bedside, his large hand gently stroking the youthās delicate face, his eyes filled with undisguised obsession.
Pervert!
Gu Lanxiao cursed silently in his heart, though his face remained calm and aloof.
With his hands in his pockets, he walked over to offer a reminder:
“Don’t torment Shen Yuan too much. His physical condition isn’t as healthy as it was two years ago. Plus, with the complications from the miscarriage, he simply cannot withstand your lashings or… that.”
He was confident the other would understand what “that” referred to, or could at least feign ignorance.
After all, he was only offering a kind reminder.
Yu Xiuqing clearly didn’t take this rare bit of kindness to heart. A cruel smile curled his lips, and a manic, sickly obsession flickered in his narrowed eyes. He said softly:
“I will naturally hire the best doctors and the best nutritionists to properly nourish his body. I’ll get my Yuanyuan back to being healthy and plump, just like before, so he can accompany me…”
He paused deliberately here, as if recalling something interesting. He couldn’t resist pinching the youthās soft cheek. His gaze gradually grew burning as he continued:
“…and spend a long, pleasant night together.”
Though the words were spoken lightly, they carried a chilling sense of excitement that radiated from his bones.
Gu Lanxiaoās fingers tightened in his pockets, his nails digging into his palms from anger.
He almost hoped Yu Xiuqing would play Shen Yuan to death. Then he could see what kind of expression the cold-blooded Eldest Young Master of the Yu family would make.
Would it be sadness? Or indifference?
Gu Lanxiaoās lips curled into a mocking smile. A trace of expectation flashed across his face as he turned around. “I’m leaving. Goodbye.”
“Wait.”
The man’s deep voice sounded from behind.
Gu Lanxiao stopped and looked back at him. “Something else?”
Yu Xiuqing stood up and took a birthday invitation from a drawer, handing it to him. He then curled his lips, his tone light yet ambiguous:
“Next Monday is my grandfather’s seventieth birthday. I hope you can attend; you will be treated with the utmost hospitality.”
Gu Lanxiao cast a calm glance at the card. His hands remained in his pockets. “I don’t like crowded places, and I don’t attend banquets.”
Yu Xiuqing let out a low laugh, looking like a man who had everything under control. He stepped up to the young man and leaned into his ear:
“You will see someone you’re interested in.”
Gu Lanxiao instinctively took two steps back to avoid the closeness. His eyes showed confusion. “Who?”
He didn’t know what kind of game this man was playing, nor did he know what methods the man would use to force him to the banquet if he didn’t get his way.
But the man didn’t resort to any crude tactics. Instead, a few syllables slowly escaped his thin lips:
“Yu Peishang.”
Hearing that name, Gu Lanxiaoās heart jolted. His nonchalant posture crumbled, and his jawline tightened.
He anxiously grabbed the man’s arm, his voice rising a few notches: “Heās coming?! Did he bring my brother with him?”
Yu Xiuqing smiled, looking straight at his tense, anxious face. The arrogant attitude from before was gone, replaced by an unprovoked sense of vulnerability.
He inexplicably liked this. He raised his palm and mockingly stroked the young man’s exquisite face, saying tenderly:
“That’s something you’ll have to ask him yourself.”
“I…”
Gu Lanxiao felt as if something were stuck in his throat. His lips trembled, but he couldn’t speak. This time, he didn’t even pull away from the other’s touch.
He lowered his head, staring at the floor with a panicked expression, not knowing what to do.
He feared Yu Peishang; he was terrified of that man.
Three years ago, Yu Peishang had forcibly taken away his young brother just to threaten him into staying with him.
Even when he had truly traded himself for his brother’s return and was forced to live in a luxury villa, he had still been deceived by Yu Peishang! Because the man had never intended to let them go!
With Yu Xiuqingās help, he had escaped alone that year, but he could never find where his brother was being held. He didn’t even know if Gu Di was still alive…
Seeing him so preoccupied, Yu Xiuqingās eyes accidentally landed on the pink lips that were being lightly bitten by pearly teeth. The image of Shen Yuan being ravaged by him involuntarily surfaced in his mind.
His heart suddenly itched, and he felt a wave of heat.
The hand stroking the young man stopped, his thumb moving instead to rub Gu Lanxiaoās lips. He said ambiguously:
“Doctor Gu, when you show such a piteous expression, it really makes one want to cherish and protect you.”
Gu Lanxiao was in no mood for his flirting. He awkwardly lowered his hands and turned to leave. “I’m going.”
The thumb hadn’t had its fill, but Yu Xiuqing wasn’t annoyed. He simply watched Gu Lanxiaoās back with a faint smile, a trace of darkness in his gaze. He said deeply: “Qi Yunzhao, see our guest out.”
The bodyguard at the door immediately opened it and bowed respectfully. “Doctor Gu, please this way.”
It wasn’t until the back disappeared past the door that Yu Xiuqing withdrew his gaze and turned back to the youth on the bed.
He sat gently on the edge of the bed, looking down at Shen Yuanās pale face. His palm slowly stroked the soft, delicate skin, and a manic desire to ravage the boy welled up in his heart.
“Yuanyuan, your lips are still softer. Kissing them is more flavorful… I’m more obsessed with you than anyone else…”
He talked to himself, the light in his eyes deepening. A wicked and cruel smile appeared on the corners of his mouth.
In this moment, he felt like a complete pervert. Only in this way could he satisfy his swelling internal desires; only then could he continuously torment and destroy Shen Yuanās fragile, helpless body and then pin him down to possess him ruthlessly.
His cold fingers stroked the youth’s eyes, nose, and finally rested on his slightly parted lips.
Yu Xiuqingās gaze grew increasingly dark and deep, his breathing becoming heavy. His fingertips trembled slightly as he meticulously traced the outline of those tender lips.
He leaned close to Shen Yuanās ear, panting slightly. His breath hit the back of the ear, carrying a trace of a tingling sensation.
Suddenly, he leaned down and took the youth’s beautiful small mouth into his own. His tongue moved, prying open the tightly closed teeth and surging into the mouth to plunder wildly.
The sensation grew more and more intense.
Shen Yuan felt uncomfortable being kissed so forcefully. His brows furrowed, but in his muddled state, he could only endure it. His eyelashes flickered a few times, but he didn’t wake up, remaining in a deep sleep.
Yu Xiuqing began to kiss his lips with force, as if trying to pour all his overbearing love into them.
The moment their lips met, he felt every cell in his body screaming.
Shen Yuanās lips were very soft, just like the boy himselfāsweet, sticky, and fragrant, making one unable to stop.
He loved the soft texture of Shen Yuanās lips to the extreme, wishing he could just eat them forever.
For a time, the air was filled with an ambiguous and suffocating atmosphere, filling every corner of the room.
That craving seemed to be transmitted from his soul, making his blood boil and his bones become burning hot, as if he were in a sea of fire.
As soon as he touched Shen Yuan, it was as if countless small snakes were burrowing into his blood and muscles, biting him madly, grinding his internal organs into powder and then devouring them, making the pain unbearable.
It was unstoppable!
Shen Yuan was like an addictive drug. His hair was soft, his body delicate, and his voice as sweet as candy.
The man’s eyes turned completely red, filled with bloodthirsty light. His entire body emitted a powerful aura of desire, looking like a demon had descended, bringing despair and terror.
He kissed even more fiercely, his hands beginning to aimlessly tear at the already thin clothes on Shen Yuan.
The sleeping little bundle seemed to sense something. His face flushed from the lack of oxygen, and he finally let out an uneasy whimper.
The sound was very faint, but Yu Xiuqing still heard it. He immediately stopped his movements, his lips reluctantly releasing Shen Yuan. He straightened up from the boy’s body.
Looking at the boy’s flushed face after being ravaged, and those slightly purple lips, a flash of blurred madness crossed his eyes before he returned to lucidity.
He had almost forgotten Gu Lanxiaoās specific instructionsāthis was Shen Yuanās recovery period, and he couldn’t touch him for now.
Yu Xiuqing irritably pressed his temples, the impulse from a moment ago vanishing as he recovered his reason.
He let out a heavy sigh, reached out to quickly dress Shen Yuan, and then pulled the blanket over him, covering the little fellow tightly. He was secretly afraid that if he saw even a bit of the other’s body, he would lose control again.
To avoid tormenting him to death, he would be merciful and let Shen Yuan have two days of peace, but it was only temporary.
If the other continued to be stubborn and tried to escape the manor to meet a wild man, he would not be soft-hearted!
Yu Xiuqing pulled his jacket tight, his cold gaze sweeping over the sleeping youth. His eyes were full of murderous intent, showing none of the previous manic deep affection.
He didn’t mind letting this little thing taste his so-called cruelty, to let him know that the consequences of offending Yu Xiuqing were terrifying. He was not an easy man to deal with.
With a set of retreating footsteps, the study door was slammed shut, and the youth on the bed was once again plunged into darkness.
The Next Day.
Shen Yuan slowly opened his eyes amidst a wave of pain. What entered his view was a snow-white ceiling and a tassel crystal chandelier.
Where is this?!
He was confused.
His mind was a mess, and he couldn’t fully remember what had happened last night. He only remembered Xiansheng holding a belt, whipping him ruthlessly…
Recalling this, a sudden pain hit his chest, making him let out a muffled groan!
Shen Yuan rubbed his sleepy eyes, gradually seeing his surroundings clearly. His eyes widened instantly.
This wasn’t the storage room anymore!
It was Yu Xiuqingās study annex!
Why did he put him here?
Shen Yuan couldn’t care about anything else. He tried to brace himself to get up, but the moment he moved, a bone-piercing pain shot through his body. He couldn’t help but let out an “Ah,” and tears were squeezed out.
But this cry of pain also affected his lips. Only then did Shen Yuan discover that his mouth was slightly swollen and red.
What happened?
What exactly did Xiansheng do to him!
Shen Yuan felt both aggrieved and angry. He threw back the blanket, his soft, white feet stepping onto the cold floor.
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