Chapter 30 The Fake Young Master's Dog Taming Guide (6) Usually arrogant and domineering...
The sunlight slanted slightly, and the late autumn sky was no longer as dazzling as in summer. The cicadas' chirping gradually subsided, and they lay prostrate behind the slightly yellowing leaves, burning out their lives.
Under the banyan tree, a handsome young man held a tablet, white noise-canceling headphones in his ears. He tapped the pen lightly, intently watching his online class.
The autumn breeze brushed against his temples, lifting a soft strand of hair. This scene was as romantic and beautiful as the moment before an encounter in countless youth dramas. There was only one strange thing: the boy wore a leather collar around his neck, with the elegant and graceful character "黎" (Li) engraved in gold lines on the silver-white surface. It was a little abrupt but still beautiful.
A servant who was sweeping the courtyard came over and said to him, "Qi Bai, the young master wants to see you."
The boy stood up and nodded upon hearing this, tidying up the things on the ground. But then he heard the man lower his voice and say, "Young Master seems to be in a bad mood. Be careful what you do."
The boy nodded and thanked him, his clear voice like a gentle breeze. His slender, lean figure made him appear much more mature than his peers. Over the past few months, he had been eating and living well at school and at the Yan family's house, and his nutrition had improved, causing him to grow rapidly. At an age when he should be growing, he was already taller than Fu Li.
After going upstairs, he learned why the young master was in a bad mood.
"Ugh, so annoying! How dare they steal my pentakill! I'll report you until your account is banned!" Fu Li tapped the screen with her fingertip while glancing at the person who entered. Her eyes were filled with impatient rage and sharpness.
Jing Qibai had gotten used to it by now. The boy lacked guidance from a young age, which gradually fostered a capricious, self-centered personality and made him prone to emotional outbursts. As long as you went along with him, there wouldn't be any major problems; he'd just occasionally become your punching bag.
Jing Qibai looked at him as if he were a clown.
"Come play a game with me. You'll play support, and remember to stick with me the whole time," the young master said arrogantly.
"Yes, young master." Jing Qibai calmly opened the game.
After Fu Li had his fill of being the "master," he soon found the title too childish and asked him to change it to "young master."
Xie Qiuchen has been busy expanding his overseas business lately and hasn't had time to come and keep Fu Li company, so Jing Qibai has taken over as his gaming partner.
To be a good companion to the young master, he even watched various tutorial videos and his skills were quite good. However, Yan Fuli disliked him because he was a novice and always made him play support for her.
Having won both games, Fu Li put down his phone with satisfaction. Only then did he realize he was a little hungry, so he turned to ask, "What's for dinner tonight?"
Jing Qibai already knew everything about him by heart, and replied, "Tonight the chef has prepared boneless beef ribs, foie gras salad, and ginseng chicken soup, and for dessert, a fruit mousse cake. If there is anything else you would like to eat, young master, you can ask the chef to make it now."
He acted as if he were a competent housekeeper, with a respectful attitude and a polite tone.
Fu Li stood up: "No need. I'm in a good mood today, so I'll invite you to sit at the table for dinner." As he spoke, he gave him a satisfied look.
Jing Qibai gave him a faint smile. "Thank you, young master."
The ginseng chicken soup for dinner tasted quite good, so Fu Li drank several bowls. Unexpectedly, something unusual happened that night.
The next day, Fu Li woke up groggily and then discovered something she was ashamed to talk about.
[Host, you've had your first period.]
"I know without you telling me!"
Looking at the soaked sheets, Fu Li made a quick decision—this absolutely cannot be known by anyone.
But he had no good solution and could only hide in the cupboard, where he was discovered by the cleaning maid, who then told Butler Wang.
Upon learning this, the butler immediately reported it to Yan He, who was attending a meeting in Province B. Yan He casually instructed, "Find someone to teach him, and take care of him regularly in the future. But don't let him sleep with women. If he has an illegitimate child at this time, it will cause trouble later."
Upon hearing the master's order, the butler was somewhat troubled—finding a woman would be risky no matter what, and given the young master's personality, he might not be willing.
Since the gentleman only said "to resolve on a schedule" without specifying whether it was a man or a woman, and they are trustworthy, won't have a child, and won't offend the young master, isn't there already one available?
The housekeeper thought for a moment, then ordered someone to call Jing Qibai over. Without a second thought, he locked Jing Qibai in the home theater, where a carefully selected "instructional video" was playing on the big screen.
Jing Qibai was forced to watch the little huan □□ all day long, his mind filled with colorful garbage, before he was dragged out by the butler in a daze.
Butler: "Young Master had his first period this morning. The master's advice is that Young Master is too young to have a child, so he's asking you to take care of it for him."
Although he had guessed some of it, Jing Qibai was still shocked when he actually heard it. In wealthy families, wouldn't they usually hire a maid or something for this kind of thing? Why did they choose a man like him in the Yan family? Besides, he and Fu Li were the same age, so he might not know much more.
Seemingly sensing his inner doubts, the butler sneered and said, "That's why I made you watch instructional videos all day. Since you're so good at studying, your learning ability in this kind of thing shouldn't be bad either. Just serve the young master well, and you won't be shortchanged."
Jing Qibai felt like a concubine in a wealthy family in ancient times, who had been cleaned up and stuffed into the young master's room.
The sound of the shower running came from the bathroom, and Jing Qibai could imagine how surprised and furious the person would be when they came out.
Before leaving, the butler specifically instructed, "When the young master comes out after his bath, remember to be sweet-talking and explain things clearly. You don't need to do anything, just explain it to the young master like in the video. Remember, only by serving the young master well will you have a good life in the Yan family in the future. This is also the master's wish."
Then he quietly closed the door and left.
Jing Qibai was left in Fu Li's bedroom, unsure whether to leave or stay.
Fu Li was taking a shower in the bathroom, completely unaware of the grand gift the housekeeper had prepared for her.
Because no one usually dared to enter his bedroom, he didn't expect anyone to be outside. He simply draped a towel around his waist and went out.
As Jing Qibai looked up, he saw a half-naked, jade-like figure emerge from the misty air. His skin was snow-white, his damp hair was curly, and he still carried lingering moisture from his body. Dewdrops condensed on his rounded shoulders and slid down his smooth curves into the towel.
The part uncovered under the towel was two long, straight calves, so slender they seemed like they could be held and played with in one's hands. The slightly protruding ankles were as clear and white as jade, making one want to reach out and rub them.
His usually imperious face now revealed deep doubt, and he stood there stunned, which made his dark eyes look as clear and bright as agate.
A drop of water slid down her forehead, landed on the delicate tip of her nose, and then rolled down to the corner of her mouth.
Seeing this scene, Jing Qibai was stunned. He didn't utter a single word of his prepared speech, his eyes fixed on Fu Li's direction, a dazzling light of amazement surging in his usually calm and indifferent eyes, as if he was at a loss for what to do.
Fu Li was even more surprised to see him. After staring at each other for a few seconds, Fu Li finally came to her senses first.
"What are you doing in my room?! Don't you know you can't just come in without my permission?!"
While talking, she busied herself reaching for the pajamas on the bed.
Jing Qibai stared intently at the pair of jade-like feet that were gradually approaching him, his eyes instantly turning as dark as the night. Several clear streaks of water slid down the inside of the towel to the calves, making one want to peek at what lay beneath.
His eyes darkened slightly, and he subtly extended his leg.
The next second, Fu Li tripped and fell straight forward into the blankets, completely unprepared. The towel around her waist slipped off due to the sudden movement and fell onto the carpet.
The scene suddenly became somewhat awkward.
Before Fu Li could react to what had just happened, he felt the mattress sink. Turning his head, he saw Jing Qibai had climbed up on top of him at some point, his eyes deep and dark, gradually closing in on him.
"Stupid dog! Are you trying to rebel?!" Fu Li shouted as she pulled her pajamas over to cover her private parts.
He was both ashamed and angry. His porcelain-white face, already flushed from the steam, became even more vibrant. He muttered "stupid dog" as he shrank back, like a noble young master being molested by a villain.
This demeanor greatly stirred the man's destructive urges. She had originally planned to explain things clearly and then leave as he wished, but now she changed her mind.
Jing Qibai's eyes were deep and dark, but he spoke calmly, "Young Master, don't be nervous. Butler Wang sent me. He said that you have reached the age where you should be aware of human affairs and need someone to guide you, so he sent me to help you relieve your tension."
Fu Li's eyes widened in disbelief. She had just dealt with the "evidence," yet someone had been forced into the house that very night. This meant the matter had been discovered after all, which meant the entire household already knew!
Such private matters are inherently difficult to discuss, and the thought of them being "revealed to the world" made Fu Li's face flush with shame. Like a piece of white jade adorned with red jewels, the rosy hue of the sunset made her even more radiant and beautiful.
Seeing the young master's expression, so different from usual, Jing Qibai's breath caught in his throat. Seeing the boy trying to run away in embarrassment, he suddenly reached out and grabbed his hand...
Before Fu Li could open his mouth to curse, he said in a hoarse voice, "Young Master, don't worry. I washed myself thoroughly with soap before coming here, and I also used your favorite aromatherapy. Smell it, don't you feel much more relaxed? Don't worry, I've been trained all day, and my technique is very good. I definitely won't make you uncomfortable."
Fu Li immediately wanted to kick him off the bed, but she was afraid of hurting him, so she could only glare at him with her eyes red-rimmed. Little did she know that this attitude had no deterrent effect whatsoever, and could only further arouse the evil hidden deep in the man's heart.
"I don't want to be touched by a stupid dog like you! I don't need you! Get out of here!"
However, this time his orders were ineffective.
Jing Qibai ignored his words, leaned forward and sat down opposite him, his expression as deep and unfathomable. He gripped the young master's shoulder firmly with his other hand, preventing him from retreating.
As it turned out, Jing Qibai not only had excellent learning abilities, but also strong practical skills. She quickly captivated Fu Li, drawing her into a sea of pleasure.
Her usually arrogant and haughty face blossomed with vibrant colors like a decadent flower, her beautiful red lips slightly parted, revealing a hint of white teeth and a delicate, lovely tongue.
Jing Qibai struggled to suppress the turmoil in his heart, thus preventing himself from doing anything further that would be considered disrespectful.
It was at this moment that something deep within him quietly changed, and he would remember for many years to come the irresistible excitement and pleasure he felt from Fu Li.
Afterwards, the moisture on Fu Li's body had been evaporated by her body temperature, but it was covered with a layer of sweat, so she had to take another shower.
As if he had tasted the sweetness and had become addicted, he hesitated for a few seconds but finally couldn't resist his inner desire and let Jing Qibai follow him into the bathroom.
......
As the housekeeper had hoped, Fu Li accepted Jing Qibai as a tool and did not reprimand him for meddling.
But for Jing Qibai, something was slowly changing between him and Fu Li. The seed of hatred that had once been planted in his heart was gradually fading away with each encounter with the young master's beautiful, flushed face. Beside it, however, a seedling of even stronger desire, with more extensive roots, was growing stronger with time.
Jing Qibai noticed this change but did not try to stop it. He found that the young master who spent every night alone with him in the bedroom was so charming and interesting that he could even find the person who bossed him around during the day somewhat adorable.
He was like a wolfhound, gradually transforming from being whipped and forced to obey to willingly bowing his head to his master. Beneath the docile exterior lay a restless ambition to devour his master sooner or later, burning brighter with each passing day.
Fu Li was almost completely unaware of this. She only complained to the system that her body was becoming increasingly sensitive.
The system couldn't help but worry: "Has your relationship with the male lead crossed the line? What if he develops some kind of 'childhood dream' about you?"
Fu Li said nonchalantly, "It's my pleasure, not his. Where does this 'young bird complex' come from? But the male lead is indeed the male lead, his techniques are really good. I'm starting to get a little addicted to it."
Seeing his carefree, grinning expression, the system said irritably, "Didn't you dislike men? You've become gay so quickly?"
Fu Li disagreed: "This doesn't conflict with my being straight. Back in the interstellar academy, I helped my roommates out, isn't that normal?"
system:......
Forgive it for not being human and being unable to comprehend these kinds of things between straight men. It can only mutter to itself: Was the host finding an excuse to take advantage of the other person, or did the other person take advantage of the host...?
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