"You've been gone for eight months..."
Playing with the bracelet, Jun Yu pouted and said unhappily, "It used to be half a year, now it's been eight months and he still hasn't come back... But, eight months means he's already on his way back, doesn't it?"
"But that doesn't make sense either. If he's on his way back, won't it take another eight months for him to return?"
Thinking of this, Junyu immediately sat up in bed and angrily punched the bed board. "Ah Ran, you liar, if you don't come back, I'm not going to talk to you anymore. I like you so much."
"Young Master Yu, who are you saying you like?"
Just then, a charming and coquettish voice came from outside the door, and the maid Xiaoxue walked in gracefully.
However, the Xiaoxue of today is clearly different from the Xiaoxue of the past, as if it were the same person but her soul had been replaced.
Her style of dress has also changed from conservative to bold and seductive, with a low neckline that reveals her ample bosom through a red halter top, swaying gently as she walks.
Upon seeing Xiaoxue enter, Junyu's eyes immediately fell upon her chest.
At thirteen, a boy is just beginning to develop curiosity about these things, and Xiaoxue's intentional or unintentional teasing did indeed catch his attention.
"Young Master, it's time to eat."
However, Xiaoxue seemed oblivious to Jun Yu's unwavering gaze and cheerfully stepped forward to take the boy's hand.
A faint, delicate fragrance lingers at the tip of my nose, and the feel of my palm is smooth and soft.
The fingertips gently tickled his palm, and the slight itch sent a shiver down the boy's spine, making his legs go weak and almost causing him to collapse.
He knew something was wrong, but he was unwilling to let go because the feeling was novel and he was very curious.
He followed Xiaoxue to the dining table. The girl skillfully scooped rice and fed it to him. As she leaned over, a large expanse of her snow-white chest was faintly visible, arousing the imagination.
"Plop..."
Before even eating, Jun Yu's eyes were already glazed over, and he swallowed hard.
"Young Master?"
A faint dark glint flashed in the girl's eyes, but she pouted her red lips slightly and said coquettishly, "Do you want to eat? My hands are getting sore."
"Ah, eat, of course I'll eat!"
Jun Yu then seemed to wake from a dream, quickly looked away, but instead of eating the rice on the spoon, he picked up the bowl and began to shovel rice into his mouth.
His chest heaved violently, his heart pounded strangely, and even his breathing felt hot.
It was just a meal, but it left him drenched in sweat.
"Young master, have some soup..."
Xiaoxue took in Junyu's expression with a smile and gently served him soup.
"No...no need...I'm a little hot, I want to take a shower."
After saying that, he stood up abruptly and rushed into the bath. Only then did he regain some consciousness.
However, when he looked down and saw the erect, defiant object between his legs, he felt a pang of bitterness in his heart and was almost speechless with grief.
Can anyone tell him why this thing, which is usually just used for toileting, has become so strange?
He's usually fine and can hold back, but he can't help but change whenever he sees Xiaoxue. Is there something strange about Xiaoxue?
The thirteen-year-old boy, who had been oblivious all along, encountered puberty as soon as he came to his senses.
Completely clueless about this area, he could only soak in the water alone, gazing at the sky in distress.
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