40 It’s Mr. Lu, your Mr. Lu
◎Want to be a bastard, but can't bear it◎
It seems...it seems like something is wrong...
For the first time, Song Qiu realized that every kiss could be different. This was not the first time Lu Yancheng kissed him, but it was different from every time before. It was less gentle and more eager, as if he was eager to prove something.
What has changed?
He couldn't figure it out, nor did he have the energy to think about it. The door was a little cold, but the man holding him was hot, so hot that it was almost burning.
It didn't seem like the heat was from body temperature, but something else that burned him, an overly passionate emotion?
Even until he was released after being completely out of breath, Song Qiu still hadn't fully figured out the problem.
But Lu Yancheng had the answer he wanted.
It was expected, and I was looking forward to it, but I still had no idea of the answer.
His little wooden boy didn't push him away, didn't reject him, didn't hate him, and got used to his kisses. It was not easy to get to this point.
Neither of them spoke. The only sounds in the quiet space were two gasps. The child, whose eyes were slightly dazed after being kissed, leaned against the door, as if he was a little unsteady. He gasped lightly and tried hard to calm his breathing.
Lu Yancheng just watched, watching his dark blue silk pajamas, the same style as his, rise and fall with his breathing, loosely sticking to his collarbone, and his skin, which was so white that it was a little dazzling under the light, with a little pinkness caused by lack of oxygen.
His breathing went from rapid to calm, and the rise and fall of his chest was no longer so violent. During the whole process, Lu Yancheng just watched, watching the changes he caused in him slowly disappear. There was no inappropriate intimate behavior throughout the whole process. Finally, with a little coaxing, he asked him softly.
"Anything you want to say?"
The man's voice was hoarse as if suppressed by something, which reminded Song Qiu of a night when he had heard the same voice. That night, it was the same face who whispered in his ear, praising him for being a good boy and telling him not to cry.
No matter how slow he is, he is still an adult and he understands what it is.
It's an adult desire.
"You..." Song Qiu looked up at the man who was waiting for his answer, his tone was calmer than he expected, "Do you want to sleep with me?"
This was the most painful thing he had ever said. It was too straightforward, but he said it very smoothly because he could accept any answer. He understood it whether it was yes or no.
He never thought that when the little wooden boy realized that he had impure thoughts, his reaction would be like this. Lu Yancheng was rarely speechless. He was silent for a few seconds before asking him, "Aren't you afraid?"
Song Qiu shook his head, "I don't know."
He slowly moved his back away from the door and stood up straight in front of the man who was much taller than him. He was no longer as lively and abstract as usual, but had a steadiness that was not in line with his age.
"Boss Lu, I have no right to resist. If you are affected by the plot, my resistance is useless. If you are not affected by the plot, then it is even more useless."
Song Qiu looked down at himself, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, "I have nothing. Everything I have now, including safety, is given by you. Maybe what I said is a bit distorted, but... compared to innocence, I still want my life more."
This is what he thought when he faced Lu Yancheng that night. He didn't want to make a pointless resistance, nor did he want to suffer more because of it. The same thing happened when he faced President Lu today.
"I don't have much backbone. People don't have to fight for their dignity when they live. Sometimes they live for a meal or a piece of clothing. When you don't have enough to eat or warm clothes to wear, you just live for the sake of living. Dignity is worthless."
The smile on his face gradually brightened. "Mr. Lu, you probably won't be exposed to these things. Sometimes human dignity can only be exchanged for... a bowl of tasteless noodles."
Of course Lu Yancheng didn't know, and didn't know what kind of hardships he, an orphan, had endured since he was a child. But Lu Yancheng knew that with his intelligence, saying this now was not a showdown, nor was it completely giving up resistance as he said.
Regardless of whether these words were true or false, they were definitely his resistance. He was betting that his President Lu would be soft-hearted. He was betting that the person standing in front of him was the President Lu with a conscience, not the Lu Yancheng whom he called a bastard.
The man who was accurately controlled had mixed feelings. Sometimes being a bastard was actually quite good, but it was a pity...
"There is no distorted view of the world. Living is the most important thing."
Lu Yancheng picked up Song Qiu and walked towards the bed step by step. After putting him on the bed, he held his hand, which was obviously a little overwhelmed, and interlocked their fingers. He pressed him down and continued the kiss.
Then… he let go of her hand and stood up facing the surprised look of Xiao Mu. “If the answer to that question is not being afraid in the future, remember to tell me.”
If his little Mu Tou wins, he will really feel soft-hearted, and even feel heartbroken subconsciously. Even though one more step forward could break the deadlock, he can't bear to let the little Mu Tou be sad.
It is really difficult to fall in love. No wonder I used to like to fight with others.
Lu Yancheng turned and walked towards the bathroom with big steps, and he never looked back from beginning to end. After all, he didn't have much confidence in himself. If he turned around to take another look, the beast in human clothing would really take off his clothes.
Song Qiu lay on the bed looking at his back, and only got up with difficulty after the bathroom door was closed, taking deep breaths to calm herself down. There was confusion in her eyes, and more of you was bewilderment.
Who was that just now? The dangerous feeling made him feel like Lu Yancheng, but the one who let him go was more like President Lu.
Or… there are no clear boundaries now, the plot is completely messed up, and it’s impossible to be completely unaffected as a villain.
“Ahhh…”
Song Qiu wailed in a low voice, rolled back and forth on the bed for several times, and finally punched Lu Yancheng's pillow. Not feeling satisfied after that, she held him in her arms and punched him viciously.
"No! No more that bastard Lu Yancheng! Give me back my innocent, kind, honest mother, Mr. Lu! I don't want a mixed bag!"
It's so devastating. I feel helpless as if my comrades have been infiltrated by the enemy. How could my comrades suddenly show signs of betraying me when I'm full of fighting spirit on the battlefield?
That night, Song Qiu first experienced the surprise of the protagonist not appearing and turning into a cat instead, and then suffered the blow of the savior's dangerous mutation. He was so tired that he had no energy to struggle anymore. He pounded the pillow for a while and then lay down.
I closed my eyes and stopped thinking about anything, preparing to force myself to shut down.
As for whether he was afraid of being forced to sleep in the same bed with her at night, he still said that resistance was useless. If he was really destined to be forced, then just let it go and don't hit him.
After all, Lu Yancheng's face was good enough and his figure was good, so at least he didn't feel disgusted or vomit.
Once people are desperate, they will find that their bottom line can be lowered so low. Song Qiu is in this state now. He has no other demands and can even cooperate obediently. Not being beaten and not feeling pain is his final bottom line.
When Lu Yancheng came out of the shower, she found him lying on the edge of the bed, with the entire bed between him and her. Her eyes trembled slightly.
Little Mu was finally scared and didn't want to get close to him anymore.
I had originally wanted to take a big step by coming clean tonight, forcing Xiao Mu to recognize his true feelings and let him realize that his intentions were not innocent. Unfortunately, not only had my plans been disrupted, but I had also ended up making things worse.
It turns out that soft-hearted people don't have a good ending.
Lu Yancheng smiled self-deprecatingly, feeling that he had made the wrong choice. He was bound to regret letting Xiao Mu go, but his movements became gentler. After getting on the bed, he lay down with his back against the person he didn't know whether he was asleep or not, and hugged him as if nothing had happened, just like every night before.
Song Qiu felt it when he leaned over. Although she told herself to relax when he hugged her, she couldn't help but stiffen for a moment.
After a minute of silence and hesitation, Song Qiu moved his arms, trying to break free from the embrace, but the man behind him hugged him even tighter, not giving him any chance to break free.
"Baby, don't move."
The sound that fell into the ears along with the breathing made people feel a little itchy. Song Qiu hesitated again and again, feeling that his attitude was not that tough, and the name of baby sounded like he was in a good mood, so he tentatively pried his arm.
"It's Mr. Lu."
Probably understanding what he was rejecting and resisting, Lu Yancheng silently said in his heart that it was all his own fault. After all, he was pretending too much before, but his voice became gentler and gentler.
"Yours, Mr. Lu."
Song Qiu paused in his struggle and said, "Oh."
In fact, he couldn't tell whether it was Mr. Lu or Lu Yancheng. If Lu Yancheng was pretending to be Mr. Lu to this extent, how could he possibly find the difference? They were the same person's body and looked exactly the same.
But he still chose to believe it.
It's just... an inexplicable intuition that I should believe it.
"You're not ugly, you're beautiful, you've always been beautiful." From struggling stubbornly to now leaning obediently in his arms, Lu Yancheng felt the change in his attitude, and his heart softened. He whispered in his ear again and again, "Baby, you're beautiful. I apologize for the clothes incident before."
It was all because of this misunderstanding. Because he habitually didn't like to explain too much, Xiao Mu mistakenly thought that he thought it was ugly, so he definitely wouldn't have any other thoughts.
Lu Yancheng has very few regrets in his life, and this one is undoubtedly the first one.
I've already explained it once, but now I'm being formally apologized again. Song Qiu felt weird. He didn't understand why this happened, and he didn't know how to answer. In the end, he just nodded slightly, "Oh."
He thought that was the end, but he never expected that the man, who usually spoke and acted very decisively, would ask another question.
"So...will you forgive me?"
Song Qiu was stumped by the question.
This matter is not a big deal at all. It doesn't make sense to forgive or not. What's the point of not forgiving?
Does the president of Lu Group need my forgiveness?
The villain in the book who is like the emperor who covers the sky with one hand is even more unnecessary.
Song Qiu didn't understand why this happened. Even if the savior was too good, too kind and too honest, there was no need to make such a big fuss over such a small matter.
Now, Mr. Lu, who was holding him in the dark, explaining things over and over again, and asking him if he would forgive him, made him feel a little strange.
"I wasn't... angry in the first place, so I don't need you to apologize, let alone forgive me."
Unable to sort out the logic, Song Qiu could only talk about the matter at hand.
"Well, go to sleep."
The matter ended without any follow-up. Song Qiu did not ask why, and the man behind him did not give him any more explanation. Only the moist and warm touch behind his ear said good night to him.
The goodnight kiss that comes every night still comes as expected after everything that happened tonight.
Song Qiu felt that he should say something. Even if he didn't respond to the previous conversation, he should at least respond to the other person's kindness.
He still likes President Lu like this. He hopes that his President Lu will not become bad. Even if he is really controlled by the plot, he must be given a chance to be saved.
"Then... good night, Mr. Lu."
"Goodnight, baby."
Shouldn't it always be called this? Now it's just the two of them, there's no need to act anymore.
Song Qiu wanted to remind him, but gave up after hesitating for two seconds. It was just a name, there was no need to worry too much about it.
His work and rest schedule has always been as healthy as Lu Yancheng's. Both of them are used to going to bed early and getting up early. Lu Wanqing hasn't adjusted to the jet lag yet, and she is still very energetic at almost midnight. She can't stay in the room, so she simply runs to the living room to watch TV.
Just after midnight, Lu Yang opened the door smelling of medicine. The brother and sister looked at each other and both thought the other was sick.
"Sister, why are you watching TV here so late instead of going back to your room to sleep?!"
"You're back so late?!"
After a brief silence, Lu Yang turned around and tried to run, but Lu Wanqing rushed over and caught him on the spot. Without even having time to put on her shoes, she slapped Lu Yang twice on the back of his head, then dragged him into the house and threw him on the sofa.
"Tell me! Where have you been? Your arms are covered in bruises. Did you fight with someone?"
"Who got into a fight?" Lu Yang stiffened his neck, "I fell down by myself!"
It was not a fight at all, he was just being beaten. Not only was he beaten by the bodyguards under the command of Lin Jin, but Lin Jin also kicked him twice personally.
I get angry when I think of Lu Yang. He slapped him before, but later he was too lazy to use his hands to fight him and just kicked him. After the beating, he didn't even bother to send him to the hospital and just left him to the bodyguards and left.
"Wait a minute..." Lu Wanqing lowered her head and sniffed him. The more she sniffed, the tighter her brows frowned. "Why do you smell like perfume in addition to medicine? Didn't you say that real men never wear perfume?"
"It's not my perfume, it's..." Lu Yang stopped midway, then realized belatedly that he couldn't let anyone know about this, so he made up an excuse, "I saw a bottle of perfume in Lin Jin's car and sprayed it for fun."
"No wonder. Who can wear such a stuffy men's perfume?" Lu Wanqing sneered and sat next to him. "Stay away from him and don't associate with him. I don't want to tell you about the things he plays with those little boys. Even if you are not his type, stay away from him."
As he spoke, he looked him up and down, and finally shook his head, "You have such a brain, he played you to death and you still have to say thank you to him."
Lu Yang gritted his teeth and said, "It's not certain who will kill whom."
"What?"
"Nothing, sister. It's already early in the morning. I'm going to go to bed first. You should go to bed early too. Staying up late is not good for your skin."
Lu Yang said as he entered the elevator. As the elevator door closed, his face instantly darkened.
Why am I not his type... Bah! Do I need him to like me?
Playing those things with a pretty and obedient little boy, that Lin guy is a pervert!
After returning to the room and taking off his clothes, Lu Yang remembered that he couldn't take a shower because he had applied medicine to the wounds on his body. The more he thought about it, the angrier he became. He picked up his phone and frantically sent messages to Lin Jin.
[People are often stupid: You just run after hitting me, right? If you have the guts, don’t go to work tomorrow! You should never go to work again in your life! ]
[People are often stupid: Don’t let me catch you alone, or you will die! ]
[People are stupid and do a lot of stupid things: He. Damn, you think you are a royal family! I just kissed you, is it that important? Didn’t you slap me first? A slap on my face is not worth a kiss? ]
Messages popped up one after another. Lin Jin glanced at who sent them and was too lazy to read on. She just clicked on Do Not Disturb for him.
Less than five minutes later, the idiot who hadn't been waiting for a reply called back. As soon as the call was connected, the other end started yelling again.
"Where are you? Why don't you reply to the message? What have you been doing so late? Have you arrived home yet?"
After the fight, they were even. Lin Jin decided not to provoke him again in the future. He said in a cold tone, "Mr. Lu, what's the matter?"
He replied and Lu Yang's anger stopped, instantly subsiding a lot, and his tone was much better, "I asked if you got home."
"Mr. Lu, I'm off work."
There is no need to serve the boss's brother after get off work, and there is no need to answer any personal questions. Lu Yang understood and choked, and suddenly remembered something, "Did you go to see your little lover? If you come back late, do you have to buy gifts to please him? You are spending money on them again! Where are my medical expenses!"
"Why do you have to do that? Can't you just have a proper relationship? Look at my brother! Even if you don't have a relationship, look at me! I was in my twenties and full of vigor and vitality, but I didn't have any mistresses!"
Normally he gets scolded and taught a lesson, but today he turned into a life mentor and started educating others.
"I'm telling you, you have to take good care of yourself when you're young, and have a long-lasting relationship. This is all scientifically based. Otherwise, in two years when you're older, you might not be able to get an erection..."
Lin Jin tried to hold back, but couldn't hold back any longer after hearing what he said.
"roll."
He said this coldly and impatiently, then hung up the phone.
Lu Yang stared at the hung-up call for two seconds, then angrily threw the phone onto the bed, "I'm just reminding you with good intentions! Just wait! Lin, just wait for me!"
He was about to explode with rage, and paced around the bedroom like an angry mad dog. When he thought about how Lin Jin hung up on him impatiently because she was going to sleep with some little lover, he wanted to hit someone.
Two minutes later, the phone that had been thrown aside returned to his hand. Lu Yang quickly dialed a number and shouted as soon as the call was connected, "Check Lin Jin's lover for me, check every one of them immediately!"
The man on the other side was stunned by the shouting, and was stunned for a long time before replying, "Mr. Lu, does Mr. Lu know about your investigation of Lin's special assistant?"
Lu Yang didn't answer, but asked him a question in return. His tone was not as irritable as before, and his calmed voice was somewhat similar to Lu Yancheng's, "What's my last name?"
As long as his last name is Lu, no one can afford to offend him. The other party's attitude changed instantly, "Okay, Mr. Lu, I'll check it out right away."
After hanging up the phone, Lu Yang fell on the bed.
His body was covered with wounds. Although they were only superficial injuries, it was very painful even lying in bed. He couldn't sleep at all. He stared at the ceiling waiting for news. While waiting, he suddenly touched his face.
He even knew not to slap me in the face, which shows he has some humanity.
Why didn't he slap me in the face? Was he afraid that I would lose face? Or was he afraid that it would affect my handsomeness?
Actually, I am quite handsome, right? My brother is so handsome, and I look quite similar to him. Even if I am not as handsome as my brother, I am definitely much more handsome than his lovers.
That grandson has really no taste.
Lu Yang sneered while lying on the bed, the mockery in his eyes had not yet disappeared. He suddenly remembered that after he kissed Lin Jin, Lin Jin turned around and kissed her lover. He sat up with a start and could not lie down anymore no matter what.
"What is this? I kissed his little lover indirectly? No! If I let him have a lover again, I will no longer be called Lu Yang!"
【Author’s words】
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