Chapter 131 Mutual Indulgence (Part 1)
It was already evening when we returned to shore.
Luo Qinglin was so tired that he fell asleep on the way back. When Jiang Yanyu carried him ashore, he was conscious for only a moment before falling asleep again, half asleep and half awake.
Jiang Yanyu wrapped the blanket tightly around Luo Qinglin's legs, covering up the shameful evidence without revealing a single bit.
According to the navigation, the service staff had been standing on the shore waiting to help the guests pack up their belongings on the boat. When they saw Luo Qinglin getting off the boat unconscious, they exchanged sly glances and understood each other.
"No one is allowed on board," Jiang Yanyu said without stopping, "There are important things inside."
"Okay, Mr. Jiang."
The car had already stopped by the roadside. The bald man opened the door and wanted to lend a hand to help carry the person into the car, but Jiang Yanyu glared at him coldly and he had to retract his hand.
After getting in the car, Jiang Yanyu held Luo Qinglin on his lap and said in a low voice: "Come back later, pack up the photos and skirts on the boat, and send them back to Beijing for safekeeping."
"Yes," the bald man stepped on the accelerator and asked in a low voice, "Which residence did you put it in?"
"Put the photos at home, and the skirt..." Jiang Yanyu said with a smile, "Put it back in Feicuiyuan, hang it up with the others, wear gloves, and don't let anyone touch it."
"yes."
Dim light shone into the car from the window.
Jiang Yanyu leaned over and quietly looked at Luo Qinglin's sleeping profile.
Luo Qinglin slept uneasily, trembling and sobbing from time to time, as if he was crying, but without tears, and his eyes were red and swollen.
Jiang Yanyu pulled the blanket aside slightly and checked the injury on his leg. Fortunately, the deep red on the skin had faded into light pink, and the redness and swelling had mostly disappeared, with no sign of developing into bruising.
Jiang Yanyu was quite satisfied with this masterpiece. He stroked the remaining red marks gently as if he was stroking a feather, and couldn't let it go.
Perhaps because his legs were hurting, Luo Qinglin kicked his legs, frowned, and whimpered softly.
Jiang Yanyu quickly withdrew his hand, patted his back gently, and hummed "Dream of Love" softly. Only then did Luo Qinglin calm down.
The car drove fast and steadily and soon returned to the B&B.
Jiang Yanyu wrapped every inch of the person's skin with a blanket and checked him carefully before carrying him out of the car.
In the dark night, there were still people standing at the door of the B&B. Jiang Yanyu raised his eyes and glanced, raised his chin, greeted Shen Yin, pressed his fingerprint, opened the door, and walked in.
"Brother Jiang..."
"Shh!"
Shen Yin’s shout was quite loud, and Jiang Yanyu interrupted him with a frown, fearing that his voice would wake up Luo Qinglin.
Although interrupted in time, Luo Qinglin still woke up. He opened his eyes in a daze, squinted and turned his head to look left and right, only to find that it was dark.
Thinking it was midnight, Luo Qinglin asked, "Xiao Yin? What are you doing here so late?"
Luo Qinglin's voice was hoarse, with a slight nasal tone, and the corners of his eyes were red, and it was obvious that he had been crying.
Shen Yin raised his glasses and smiled calmly, "I sent messages to you and Brother Jiang this afternoon, but I didn't get a reply. I was afraid that something happened to you two, so I came to check on you."
In the afternoon...Jiang Yanyu was fine, but he was crying miserably.
Luo Qinglin coughed awkwardly and replied: "Maybe the signal was bad when I was out at sea, so I didn't see the message."
"That's good," Shen Yin smiled and said, "Since you are all fine, I will go back. Brother Qinglin, Brother Jiang, good night."
After he finished speaking, Shen Yin quickly turned around and walked towards his own homestay. His steps were hurried, leaving behind a thin and lonely figure in the night.
Jiang Yanyu also moved and carried Luo Qinglin into the house.
"Xiao Yin." When the door was about to close, Luo Qinglin grabbed the door handle in time and called out.
"What's wrong?" Shen Yin turned around and asked.
"Don't put too much pressure on yourself. If you really feel uncomfortable, go see a doctor. Don't keep unhappy things in your heart. Find someone to talk to." Luo Qinglin said in a gentle voice.
After hearing Gu Nanan's complaint, Luo Qinglin thought about it and felt that Shen Yin stepped on the seagull's body because he had just returned to China and had just graduated. He was under too much pressure and was depressed.
"I understand. Thank you, Brother Qinglin." Shen Yin nodded, thanked him and continued walking back.
Jiang Yanyu walked in and said jealously, "Why do you care about him so much?"
"He is your relative," Luo Qinglin said, "and he looks a lot like me, like a twin brother. Of course I will care about him a little more."
"Then doesn't that mean he is benefiting from my kindness?" Jiang Yanyu asked jokingly.
After carrying the person upstairs and placing him steadily on the bed, Jiang Yanyu pulled back the blanket and asked, "Does your leg hurt?"
"It doesn't hurt." Luo Qinglin lay on the bed, holding his face and shaking his head.
"Then lie down." Jiang Yanyu held Luo Qinglin's waist and pretended to turn him over so that the skin of his hind legs touched the bed.
Luo Qinglin dodged hastily and said quickly: "It only hurts a little, it's not serious."
Jiang Yanyu raised his eyes and glanced at him without saying anything. He walked to the shower room and looked for something inside. There was a ding-dong sound coming from the glass.
After a while, Jiang Yanyu came out with the ointment and pulled Luo Qinglin to the bedside, "Lie down."
Luo Qinglin leaned over, supported his face with his elbows, and lay down with his head tilted to the side.
The cold ointment fell on his hind legs, extinguishing most of the remaining burning pain, but the place where his fingertips had passed was slightly itchy, causing Luo Qinglin to curl up uncontrollably.
Thinking about the spoils won in the afternoon, Luo Qinglin couldn't help but ask: "Where are the photos?"
Jiang Yanyu suppressed his laughter and pretended to be suddenly enlightened, "I left it in the boat and forgot to bring it back."
Luo Qinglin couldn't lie still when he heard this. He immediately stood up and said anxiously, "How could I forget? What if other people saw it?"
"It's just a photo of my past. Just take a look. Why are you in such a hurry?" Jiang Yanyu continued to apply the medicine gently.
Jiang Yanyu looked unconcerned and not in a hurry at all. Luo Qinglin glared at him, then fell to the ground with a thud and turned his head to the other side, leaving Jiang Yanyu with a puffy back of his head.
The ointment spread from bottom to top, onto the plump peaches.
The peaches were red, a much darker color, like overripe August peaches, so red they were almost purple, and trembling slightly after being watered by the summer night rain.
The fingers covered with ointment hid restlessly in the gap between the white cloth and the skin.
Luo Qinglin snorted coldly, exerted force with his elbow, and leaped forward, resisting silently.
The fingers didn't have time to react before they slid back onto the hind legs.
Amused by his quick movements, Jiang Yanyu chuckled and said, "I've asked someone to pack the printed photos and mail them back home. The electronic versions have all been transferred to your account."
Luo Qinglin said nothing, as if he was still unhappy, but when his fingertips reached back into the gap and deliberately became restless, he did not hide anymore.
A large amount of ointment was applied to the most seriously injured areas. Jiang Yanyu was "afraid" that the medicine would stain the white cotton cloth, so he pulled the cloth down to expose the wound.
The tip of his buttocks was exposed to the wind. Luo Qinglin raised his hand and tried to block it, but his wrist was grabbed.
"Don't get the medicine on your wrist, otherwise you'll have to apply it again." Jiang Yanyu dipped his fingers in the remaining ointment and applied some on Luo Qinglin's wrist.
"But......"
He couldn't just let the wind in there and expose it in front of him without covering it.
Jiang Yanyu took the tissue from the bedside and slowly wiped the ointment off her fingers.
"What are you afraid of? I helped you put on these underwear. I always followed the rules when you were asleep. Now that you're awake, there's no way I'd do anything to you." Jiang Yanyu said as he wiped it.
Rules of conduct?
Luo Qinglin was not impressed by Jiang Yanyu's self-awareness.
Only after this reminder did Luo Qinglin realize that he was only wearing a skirt when he fell asleep, and that the underwear and shirt were indeed put on him by Jiang Yanyu.
Doesn't that mean... Luo Qinglin subconsciously lowered his eyes to look.
"Oh, yes, I saw it, and I saw it very clearly," Jiang Yanyu admitted generously, "It's very cute."
cute? !
The heat of shame surged up to the top of his head, and Luo Qinglin felt that his whole face was hot.
"I didn't do anything. I just couldn't help but poke it gently, and it trembled. It was very cute." Jiang Yanyu continued to shamelessly confess his crime.
"Stop! Stop talking!" Luo Qinglin couldn't stand it anymore and interrupted her, "Don't tell me!"
Luo Qinglin underestimated the shamelessness of the vixen and thought that as long as he listened to him obediently, he would get everything he wanted, including eternal love.
It's a pity that the vixen is not only possessive, but also likes to play tricks on him and won't be satisfied until she makes him mad.
"If you say dirty words again, I won't play those games with you!" Luo Qinglin turned his head and warned with glaring eyes.
Seeing Luo Qinglin's angry look, Jiang Yanyu finally stopped teasing him, carried him from the bedside to the head of the bed, and slept on the pillow.
The vixen had a smile on her face, and Luo Qinglin frowned and asked, "What are you laughing at?"
Most of the ointment was absorbed and the skin became dry.
Jiang Yanyu pulled the cloth back and covered Luo Qinglin with a blanket to prevent him from catching a cold.
After covering it, Jiang Yanyu lay down on his side, supporting his temples with one hand, and looked at Luo Qinglin with a smile, with rare tenderness in his eyes.
Feeling uncomfortable being stared at by Jiang Yanyu, Luo Qinglin avoided his gaze and asked in a soft voice: "What are you...laughing at?"
"I love you, and I will love you forever." Jiang Yanyu said.
Luo Qinglin's embarrassment disappeared when he looked at her, but when he suddenly heard these words, his heartbeat suddenly quickened, pounding in his chest.
"Why do you suddenly say this...?" Luo Qinglin asked in a low voice.
"So you don't have to listen to me, please me, and flatter me all the time." Jiang Yanyu came closer, looked at Luo Qinglin and said, "Usually you can be like you did just now, angry with me, glaring at me, and hating me."
"Nonsense, I don't hate you." Luo Qinglin denied.
"When I want to play a game with you, you will listen to me, okay?"
Jiang Yanyu leaned close to Luo Qinglin's ear and whispered in a hollow voice as if telling a secret in public, "This is just a little interest and a little secret between us."
Feeling a little itchy beside his ears, Luo Qinglin shrank back calmly, "I know..."
Noticing Luo Qinglin's hiding, Jiang Yanyu chuckled and kissed the slightly red earlobe, "Don't hide, I want to kiss you."
Hearing this, Luo Qinglin stopped hiding and stood still, allowing the itch on his ears to grow. He pursed his lips and trembled his shoulders to endure it.
Luo Qinglin waited and waited, but the kiss didn't end. Instead, he felt a big palm on his peach.
The fingers tightened, the strength of the palm increased, and then decreased, as if playing with soft cotton soaked in water, over and over again, without getting tired of it.
The most serious injury was attacked again, and the pain that had just been alleviated by the ointment came back, mixed with a strange numbness.
The fingertips were disobedient and quietly crossed the gap between the fabric and the skin. They began to become dissatisfied with the touch and seemed to want to hide in the deep groove and in the warmth.
Luo Qinglin was scared, and asked with trembling breath: "You, do you still want to play games?"
"If I say I want to play, will you agree?" After his lips left his ear, Jiang Yanyu turned his head and asked Luo Qinglin with their foreheads touching.
In the darkness of the night, the amber eyes seemed brighter than the bedside wall lamp. From a close distance, the beautiful irises in the eyes were like poisonous threads that could hook people. Just one look at them would poison people and make them unable to move.
Luo Qinglin stared at those beautiful fox eyes absentmindedly, and the denial he wanted to say suddenly got stuck in his throat and he couldn't say it out.
Maybe he is not a pervert, Luo Qinglin thought, he is just a mortal who was cast under a love spell by the fox goddess and was bewitched.
never mind.
It doesn’t matter if you are tempted.
Luo Qinglin took a deep breath, closed his eyes and suppressed his nervousness, and replied devoutly: "Yes, I allow it."
"Luo Qinglin, why are you shaking?" Jiang Yanyu asked lazily, "Are you scared?"
"A little, but it's not serious, it's okay." Luo Qinglin's voice was shaking so badly that he didn't sound like it was okay at all.
All attention was focused on the deep groove. Luo Qinglin was waiting for the game to begin, and even his legs were shaking with nervousness.
It’s a pity that the game wouldn’t start. Jiang Yanyu smiled, gently patted her tense peach, then withdrew her hand, turned over and lay down.
"I've already told you that I won't do something you're afraid of before you're ready."
Jiang Yanyu said seriously: "Luo Qinglin, you should have said 'I'm a little scared, I need to wait a little longer' instead of 'It's okay'."
After taking his hand away, Luo Qinglin did not feel relieved. Instead, a sense of inexplicable emptiness began to spread. This kind of emptiness dispelled all the tension, leaving only an empty loneliness in my heart.
"Why? Don't you want to?" Luo Qinglin asked uneasily.
Jiang Yanyu turned his head, love in his eyes, just like the love that Luo Qinglin indulged him with infinitely in the cabin.
"I think so," Jiang Yanyu stretched out her hand and stroked Luo Qinglin's hair, smiling gently, "but I love you more."
"Don't be afraid of me, and don't obey me unconditionally. I am your lover, not your master. Do you understand, Young Master Luo?" Jiang Yanyu said softly.
Jiang Yanyu's tone was like coaxing a child. When Luo Qinglin heard the word "young master", he had the illusion of role-playing.
Luo Qinglin turned sideways, endured the pain in his hind legs, moved forward little by little, and moved into Jiang Yanyu's arms.
"I'm sleepy, you coax me to sleep," Luo Qinglin said in a commanding tone, burying his head in the soft and relaxed chest muscles.
Jiang Yanyu put his arm around Luo Qinglin's back, patted him gently and asked, "Dear Young Master Luo, what song would you like to listen to today?"
"I want to listen to Moonlight."
"good."
The humming of "Moonlight" is not as grainy as the piano music, but is continuous and smooth, just like real moonlight.
Amid the intermittent singing, Luo Qinglin soon fell into a dream.
The person in his arms fell asleep, but Jiang Yanyu did not stop singing, still humming the tune in a trance.
Buzz.
The phone vibrated, making the template on the bedside table buzz and almost waking Luo Qinglin up.
Jiang Yanyu picked up the phone and pressed the silent button, then gently placed her lips between Luo Qinglin's eyebrows to smooth out his frown.
After everyone was safe again, Jiang Yanyu turned on the screen. His eyes were excited and filled with creepy brilliance as he looked at the news on the screen.
——Mr. Jiang, the 52 sets of positioning equipment you customized last year have been inspected and passed customs smoothly. Please check them in time.
--Thanks.
The author has something to say:
Jiang Yanyu: At first I thought about forcing it, but later I found it unnecessary (lighting a cigarette)
Luo Qinglin: Wow! 52 sets! 26 sets per person.
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