Imu's eyes were fixed on the screen.
The man on top, enjoying himself, turned fierce and used his fan-like hand to forcefully slap the man's buttocks repeatedly.
The man below had his buttocks swollen from being whipped, but he seemed oblivious to the pain, appearing to be enjoying himself immensely. He was clamping his legs around the waist of the man who was vigorously fucking him, while his hands were happily stroking his own penis.
As Yi Mu watched, fear crept into his eyes.
He recalled that many years ago, on his first visit to the Yi family, he had bumped into Yi Ganxian, who was then a high school student, and a handsome boy.
They were doing the same thing while hiding behind the garden.
At that time, Yi Mu was still a child. He was playing hide-and-seek with the servants of the Yi family and hid in a lush garden.
The servants, whether they didn't want to look for him or had other things to do, never came to find him.
Yi Mu hid for a long time, took a nap in between, and woke up again in the evening.
Disappointed, he walked back, but after taking only a few steps, he suddenly heard some strange noises.
The sound came from not far away, and he cautiously peered through the flower bushes.
He saw a handsome boy who was completely naked except for two sparkling diamonds hanging from his chest.
The boy had silver-gray hair, and on top of it rested a hand with distinct knuckles.
The hand stroked the boy's hair gently, like petting a dog, with a strong sense of comfort.
The boy lowered his head, his cheeks puffing up and contracting intermittently.
At that time, Yimu was still young and didn't know what boys were eating.
All he knew was that the boy looked like he was enjoying himself.
And the man sitting in the carved chair, dressed completely but with only his pants undone, looked completely unfamiliar.
He seemed to be enjoying it, yet he was trying hard to suppress it, and his expression looked somewhat ferocious.
Yi Mu was terrified, covered his mouth, and quietly left.
Unbeknownst to him, he hadn't noticed that he had accidentally broken a flower branch. The older brother, whose expression was unfamiliar, turned his head and looked sharply at the spot where he had been standing.
When Yi Mu was fourteen, Yi Ming was turning forty.
Li Xiaoyun just wanted to wait a while, then buy a cake and cook a feast to celebrate Yiming's birthday.
But Yi Ming insisted that she take Yi Mu to the Yi family home.
His goal was to reveal his identity as the third young master of the Yi family on his birthday, but the old man suppressed it.
Yi Mu knew nothing; he just wanted to finish the birthday party quickly and go home.
Every time he visited Yi's house, he felt breathless.
At the banquet, amidst the clinking of glasses, Yi Ming and Qin Xiang stood together, toasting and socializing with the guests.
Li Xiaoyun was left standing to the side, looking dejected and embarrassed.
Yi Mu felt very uncomfortable. He was about to tell his mother that he would leave quietly when a tall man blocked his way.
Igan Kenji went abroad after graduating from high school and only recently returned.
Ever since that incident, Yi Mu has been very afraid of Yi Ganxian.
Actually, compared to Yiganlu, who always mocked him and stole his things, Yimu used to really like his gentle older brother.
But ever since that incident, Igan Kenji would always ask Igan Mu, intentionally or unintentionally, whether or not he was in the garden that day.
Yi Ganxian wore glasses not because he was nearsighted, but because his eyes were mostly cold and ruthless, like a snake.
To conceal their true nature, they use their eyes to cover it up.
But if you get a little closer to him, you can clearly see the gloom inside.
Yi Mu was taken by Yi Ganxian to an empty room upstairs in the Yi family's house. He knew what Yi Ganxian wanted to ask, so he simply said, "I don't know anything."
Yi Ganxian didn't believe him. He approached Yi Mu and, under Yi Mu's frightened gaze, gave him a gentle smile.
"Long time no see, Xiao Mu has grown into a beautiful young man."
Yi Mu suddenly felt an indescribable sense of comfort. He came back to his senses and turned his gaze from the muddy mess beneath him to Lu Qingyao's face.
The room was too dark, and Lu Qingyao didn't notice that Yi Mu's expression was off.
He's like a cat that's stolen fish; he gets the benefits and then acts all innocent.
"I heard that it's more comfortable when someone helps you with the process."
A chill ran through Yi Mu. He forcefully shoved Lu Qingyao's hand away, then punched Lu Qingyao in the face, his voice trembling as he said, "You did this on purpose! Get out! You disgust me!"
Pulling up his pants, Yi Mu unlocked the door, slammed it shut, and rushed out of the Lu family home without looking back.
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