Chapter 63 Magnificent He also found it pleasing to the eye when he did this kind of thing...

Zhuang Fuyao's throat felt a little dry. She was no longer satisfied with just watching it on video; she wanted to see it live.

She mumbled, "Um... why don't you come find me, I'm going to throw out the trash."

After what happened in the car last time, throwing out the trash has now become their secret code.

"Okay." After hanging up the phone, Liang Huaixu unbuttoned one of the buttons on his collar to let out some air.

After he drove to the foot of the building in Qianyue Villa, he sent a message to Zhuang Fuyao.

So fast!

Upon receiving the message, Zhuang Fuyao sprang out of bed and changed her clothes.

She furtively took a bag of trash out, threw it away, checked her surroundings, and quickly got into Liang Huaixu's car.

Once inside, she took off her coat, revealing a yoga top underneath. It was very form-fitting, with the zipper pulled down to create a "V" shape, emphasizing her full figure. She wasn't wearing makeup; her skin was fair and radiant, and her cheeks were slightly flushed, perhaps from the car's heater.

In this enclosed and dimly lit space, her sweet and pleasant fragrance lingered...

Zhuang Fuyao sat in her "fixed seat," placed her hand on his shoulder, and glanced down at him almost imperceptibly.

Liang Huaixu's Adam's apple bobbed. "Shall we begin now?"

Zhuang Fuyao blinked expectantly, "Mmm!"

The car had one-way windows and no overhead lights; only the streetlights shone in. Liang Huaixu thought to himself, "That's fine; at least it won't scare her too much."

He let out a sigh of relief, unzipped the zipper, and pulled it down. The thick, straight, and massive mountain-like structure burst forth from the cotton fabric, soaring straight into the sky.

The romantic feelings that had arisen during the phone call had dissipated, and these feelings arose anew the moment he saw her. Liang Huaixu resignedly closed his eyes, realizing that he had underestimated her attraction to him.

He did this with great kindness and a pleasing sight.

Liang Huaixu was naturally fair-skinned, and the colors there were not heavy; the soil on the mountaintop was even pink. The visual impact of his fingertips stroking the bulging veins on Zhuang Fuyao was no less than a mushroom cloud exploding in the sky.

This was the first time she had ever seen it up close. Even last time in the bathroom, he hadn't shown it to her; he had only vaguely sensed it through touch before immersing himself in the intense battle.

After seeing his stuff, you realize how sexy and magnificent it is.

Unlike her surging emotions, Liang Huaixu was much calmer. He found the place ugly and grotesque, examined it for a moment, and then grabbed it without any expression.

Zhuang Fuyao was overjoyed. She had only meant to look (noun), but he had misunderstood her as looking (verb).

This sudden benefit made her breath catch in her throat, then twice... and her voice even trailed off with a slight wheezing.

On the contrary, the person in question was unhurried and composed. Only when Zhuang Fuyao occasionally looked up and met his gaze would he show a hint of shyness and awkwardness. Most of the time, he was worried about scaring her or giving her a bad viewing experience.

After a long while, his breathing rhythm finally became erratic, and his hands moved with increasing force and frequency.

But it was still a little short. Liang Huaixu frowned slightly, and his movements gradually slowed down.

Zhuang Fuyao asked considerately, "Do you need my help?"

Liang Huaixu wanted to say no, but his body betrayed him; it throbbed excitedly, displaying its joy and desire.

He sighed softly, his voice hoarse from the heat, and asked for her opinion, "Is it alright?"

Zhuang Fuyao had been eager to try for a while, and now she answered directly with her hand gestures.

She was unpredictable and occasionally hurt him, but Liang Huaixu was very excited and his breathing became more and more rapid.

At the final moment, he took her hand and led her…

Finally, with a restrained groan, a wave of scalding heat washed over her, soiling her clean, fair hands.

Liang Huaixu pulled out a wet wipe from the side, apologetically wiped her down first, and then cleaned himself.

The two hugged each other to calm each other down before going home separately.

Back in her room, Zhuang Fuyao felt a sticky and cool sensation between her legs. She took off her clothes and saw that it was indeed the case.

The silver-white lace panties became crystal clear.

Even though he was the one doing it, her reaction was stronger than his; recalling the scene just now, her body still felt hot.

He looked really sexy back then.

If she hadn't been out for so long and was afraid of being discovered by Ms. Ji, she would have sat on his lap and devoured him.

Zhuang Fuyao looked at the silver-white lace dress that recorded the absurdity, and on a whim, took a picture of it and sent it to Liang Huaixu.

When Liang Huaixu's phone vibrated, he was driving and didn't pay much attention. He only opened it after he got home and saw the photo. He stood there stunned for a long time, his eyes gradually darkening.

His desires, which had just subsided, showed signs of resurfacing due to this picture, and he frowned slightly.

He loathed his own lack of self-control, while simultaneously pulling out the white bow-tie underwire bra he had previously stored away. Looking at the picture Zhuang Fuyao had sent him, he silently performed the action, his face grim and cold, as if he were punishing some criminal.

Indeed, this was the case; his usually strong principles and sense of order became particularly weak around Zhuang Fuyao.

I clearly decided to use it only once, but I greedily used it a second time, a third time...

When he finished for the last time, he was momentarily lost in thought, then deleted the photo.

Even if you really like it, keeping photos like this on your phone is still not safe.

He couldn't allow any risk of her secrets being leaked.

-

The next day was Saturday. Liang Huaixu didn't have to go to work. He got up early and went for a half-hour run to burn off some energy. Then he went to his study to copy the Tao Te Ching and seriously reflected on himself.

At 9:30, he changed his clothes and went to the stable to see Xiaobai.

He had originally entrusted the care of Xiaobai entirely to the zookeepers, until one day he wanted to try riding the horse, which Xiaobai strongly resisted. He narrowed his eyes, recalling how Xiaobai had only been close to Zhuang Fuyao and Zhao Zilin on set, and a feeling he couldn't quite explain welled up inside him.

After that, he put a lot of effort into feeding Xiaobai, personally feeding it grass and snacks, and even bathing it. After spending this time together, Xiaobai finally accepted him and established a friendly relationship with him.

After breaking the special connection between Zhuang Fuyao and Zhao Zilin, he happily rode Little White around a few times.

At that moment, a slightly overweight but dignified man stood outside the door. Aunt Yuan received a message from Butler Cao and immediately went to open the door.

As she walked, she enthusiastically told Butler Cao about some recent events at home. Upon hearing that Ning Xi was also there, Butler Cao frowned slightly, sensing something was amiss.

Having spent nearly a year abroad, he naturally knew about Miss Ning Xi's audacious act of choosing clothes for the royal heirs. Not to mention, the trouble Miss Ning Xi had caused over the years could fill a book.

Cao Yu asked, "Where is the master?"

Aunt Yuan: "They're in the stable."

"The stables?" Cao Yu raised an eyebrow.

When they arrived at the stable, Liang Huaixu had just finished riding and was giving Xiaobai a bath.

Cao Yu was somewhat incredulous, and his posture became even more upright.

My husband is a clean freak. He has never kept any pets at home. Even when he goes horseback riding, he has limited interaction with the horses and will immediately take a shower and change clothes afterward.

This pony looks quite good, and it's a Friesian, but unfortunately it's not a thoroughbred. Of course, that's not the most important thing, since the gentleman wouldn't condescend to take care of it just because of its price, unless it has some special significance.

Cao Yu asked, "Where did this horse come from?"

Aunt Yuan: "There was a film crew that used the horse to shoot a movie here before. Later, I don't know how, my husband brought it home."

Film crew? Cao Yu pondered for a moment, wondering when his husband had gotten involved with people in the entertainment industry.

Could it be that he's fallen for a female celebrity? He's extending that affection to the horse as well. That's the only possibility he can think of.

Cao Yu composed himself and went to report to his teacher.

When Liang Huaixu saw him arrive, he introduced Cao Yu to Xiaobai, the newest member of the family. Cao Yu tried to touch it, but Xiaobai ruthlessly dodged him.

Liang Huaixu slightly raised the corner of his lips. "Xiao Bai has a bad temper and is quite particular about people."

Now at home, Xiaobai is only close to him and Zhuang Fuyao.

Cao Yu expressed his regret and let go of his hand.

Liang Huaixu told Cao Yu to rest first, and that he would arrange for him to do something later.

He initially sent Cao Yu abroad because he felt he didn't need so many people to take care of him, so he sent Cao Yu abroad to stay with his mother in his place.

Now that he's reunited with Zhuang Fuyao, many things have changed, and it's still more appropriate for Cao Yu to be in charge.

Take the car wash as an example. After last night's absurdity, there are still traces of ambiguity inside. It's not very convenient to have Master Peng do it, and he's not used to exposing his privacy to outsiders.

But if it were handed over to Cao Yu, there would be no such concern.

Cao Yu's mother was a maid in the Liang family, and the two knew each other well.

Cao Yu himself studied at an internationally renowned butler academy, and his relationship with his employer was somewhat like that of a master and servant in the old society, where they served each other for life. The difference was that there were no unfair contracts binding them; it was all voluntary.

After all, this job offers a very high and stable salary, three months of paid vacation every year, and a very respectable reputation. It would be highly sought after by students from top universities.

Cao Yu cherished this job. His main job was to take care of all aspects of his employer's private life, and he was used to many things. It's no exaggeration to say that the contraceptives his husband and wife used on the night they got their marriage certificate were all bought by him in an emergency.

He has a bit of a human-machine interface in this regard, which is why the gentleman doesn't shy away from him and trusts him with tasks.

After receiving the car wash assignment, Cao Yu didn't ask a single question and calmly went to wash the car. After washing it, he also thoughtfully placed different types of finger cots and lubricant in the car, just in case.

If he hadn't known that his husband had a vasectomy, he would have been even more considerate, preparing the largest contraceptive devices in every corner of the house—one of the essential qualities of a professional housekeeper.