Chapter 51: Not Soft Tian Ruan opened his mouth and bit his shoulder, "No......
"Actually, I'm not that dirty, so why don't I just not wash it?" Tian Ruan negotiated.
"No." Yu Jingmo refused sternly, looking at him as if he was a lazy person.
Tian Ruan: "...I'll go wash."
The bathroom was filled with steam, mixed with the scent of osmanthus-scented shower gel and Yu Jingmo's unique woody cool scent. Tian Ruan blushed and turned off the light.
Without the lights, the projection would not be visible from outside.
Yu Jingmo, who was changing clothes, glanced at the dark bathroom and found it funny. He had to take a shower secretly. He was really unique.
Without the lights, there was still natural light. Three o'clock in the afternoon was the time when the sky was bright, so the bathroom door was dimly lit, with the thin figure of a young man printed on it.
Yu Jingmo: “…”
He understood why Tian Ruan turned off the lights.
Yu Jingmo looked at it for a while before continuing to button up his shirt and putting on his watch. He placed the sandalwood beads he gave to Tian Ruan outside, perhaps because he was afraid they would get wet.
Yu Jingmo picked it up and touched it. The soft texture of the wood had completely blended with Tian Ruan's aura, and the small jade pendant became more lustrous and smooth.
Playing with the beads with his five fingers, Yu Jingmo looked up at the shadow on the glass door of the bathroom - two straight and long legs, slender arms, a thin waist, and a perky butt.
He rubbed his arms back and forth on his body, as if he was making bath bubbles. When he reached his lower abdomen, there were especially many bubbles, forming a considerable small hill.
The young man still looked down at the hillock, and seemed satisfied before washing that part last.
After washing, the water returns to its original state and the small hill becomes a small earth slope.
The young man lowered his head and rubbed it for a long time, but it didn't get bigger.
Yu Jingmo watched with great interest, couldn't help but curl the corners of his lips, raised his hand and knocked on the door - knock knock.
The figure inside was startled, and the voice as clear as spring water was softened by the steam: "Mr. Yu?"
"Um."
"You want to use the bathroom? I'll be right there."
“No hurry.”
A minute later, Tian Ruan hurriedly came out wrapped in a bathrobe, her hair still dripping, her eyelashes wet, and her pupils as bright and clear as if they had just been washed, "Mr. Yu, you can use it."
"No need." Yu Jingmo looked at him, especially his feet in slippers, which were as white as two lotus roots.
Tian Ruan looked down at his feet and asked, "What's wrong?"
"The slippers are too big."
"Yes, a little bit." The slippers here were obviously customized according to Yu Jingmo's size. When they were worn on Tian Ruan's feet, they were like wrapped in two pieces of rice dumplings leaves, and were incredibly large.
Yu Jingmo said: "Your clothes will be delivered later."
Tian Ruan said: "I'll just wear my school uniform."
"It's dirty, you're not allowed to wear it."
"…What should I do now?"
"That's it." Yu Jingmo opened the wine cabinet, took out a bottle of vodka and orange juice, and simply mixed a glass of wine with ice cubes. He poured Tian Ruan another glass of orange juice.
Tian Ruan was very self-conscious. He slowly finished his orange juice. He felt that he should say something, but he didn't know what to say, so he turned his head to look at the scenery outside the window.
The lounge is very secluded, on the second floor. The window is blocked by sycamore trees, and you can see mottled grasslands and large lakes in the distance, as well as clumps of bushes and the occasional sightseeing car passing by.
Tian Ruan's wrist was suddenly held by a warm big hand. Yu Jingmo's fingers were slender and white, but his palm was not delicate, covered with a thin layer of calluses, also on the knuckles.
Tian Ruan asked: "Have you ever held a gun?"
"Yeah." Yu Jingmo put the beads back on Tian Ruan's wrist.
"Have you ever been to the battlefield?"
"Yeah." Yu Jingmo was calm and unmoved, as if he was just talking about an ordinary matter, "The border is unstable."
Tian Ruan asked: "Why did you retire?"
"A bullet hit the leg and damaged the nerves."
Tian Ruan frowned and looked at Yu Jingmo's two endlessly long legs, "...You can't tell he's lame."
Yu Jingmo smiled and said, "I'm not lame, it just hurts when the weather is cold, so I moved from the north to Su City."
It is written in the original book that the Yu family's ancestral home was in the north, and later moved to the south. In addition to climatic reasons, the most important reason was that the south was developing rapidly, had more opportunities, and a strong economy.
Tian Ruan remembered that it rained during the short holiday, but Yu Jingmo didn't show any sign of abnormality. He was so close to Yu Jingmo, but he didn't notice anything. This shows how patient Yu Jingmo is.
"What did you do in the bathroom?" Yu Jingmo suddenly changed the subject.
Tian Ruan slowly reacted after four or five seconds, his eyes widened, "Did you see it?"
"I saw a shadow."
"..." Tian Ruan took a half step back, incredulous, "I clearly turned off the lights."
“Natural light.”
Tian Ruan's face flushed, and she refused to give in: "What's the big deal? We are both men, and I saw your shadow, too."
Yu Jingmo's eyes were filled with smiles, "No wonder you didn't want to take a shower just now."
“…”
"So you saw mine, and you were afraid that I would see yours and feel guilty."
Tian Ruan said stubbornly: "Why should I feel guilty? I don't feel guilty."
Yu Jingmo: "Show me your 'no guilty conscience'."
"?? What do you think?"
Yu Jingmo's eyes dropped meaningfully.
Tian Ruan took another half step back. Not only did his face turn red, but his ears and neck were all red like a fire cloud. "No."
"No?" Yu Jingmo took a sip of wine, "That means you feel guilty."
"Do I feel guilty? Is there any necessary connection between this and my...that?"
Yu Jingmo put down his wine glass and took a step closer to him. "It's not like you haven't seen it before, what are you afraid of?"
Tian Ruan was not afraid. The last time they were intimate was just an accident, and helping each other was out of necessity. Yu Jingmo acted calmly afterwards as if nothing had happened, and Tian Ruan had no choice but to pretend that nothing had happened.
Tian Ruan really couldn't guess what Yu Jingmo was thinking, so he looked up and asked, "What do you mean?"
Yu Jingmo stopped and said, "You are still growing. If you are not healthy, it will affect your future."
"?"
"If you are afraid of seeing a doctor, you can let me take a look."
Tian Ruan hesitated, "So you don't have any other intentions?"
Yu Jingmo smiled but said nothing.
Under the bathrobe, Tian Ruan's legs were bare and would be seen as soon as the bathrobe was lifted. He felt a little embarrassed, and was afraid that there was really something wrong with him, otherwise why was he not as old as Lu Qiuyan?
As both were bottoms, Tian Ruan didn't mind any difference, but at least physically, he hoped they could be about the same size.
Gritting his teeth, Tian Ruan untied the belt of his bathrobe and said with shame, "You, you help me take a look."
Yu Jingmo lowered his eyes and reached out to open the snow-white velvet bathrobe.
A cloud-like white came into view, as delicate as freshly woven silk, thin and slender. The legs in particular were as straight and beautiful as a shadow, with well-proportioned muscles.
Tian Ruan closed his eyes, not daring to look at Yu Jingmo's face, his voice trembling slightly: "How is it?"
Yu Jingmo said: "It is still growing, but it is already very good."
"Really?" Tian Ruan opened her eyes, saw Yu Jingmo, then shyly looked away and wanted to close her bathrobe.
Yu Jingmo held onto the bathrobe tightly, taking in all of Tian Ruan's expressions, "This kind of inspection is not enough."
"...What else do you want?" Tian Ruan's face flushed, "You've touched it before."
The sweet scent of osmanthus lingered like smoke around the two of them, becoming more and more fragrant, with the faint aroma of ylang-ylang flowers revealed. Tian Ruan remembered a report that said ylang-ylang flowers could arouse sexual desire - although this had not been confirmed.
But it is true that taking a shower with shower gel containing ylang-ylang will cause fever.
Tian Ruan: “…”
Yu Jingmo's face was like an iceberg, showing no emotion at all, but his eyes were deep, "I'll show you again."
Tian Ruan's whole body shook, then went limp, and he could barely stand.
Yu Jingmo kneaded him, "What's wrong?"
"..." Tian Ruan glared at him shyly and wanted to step back, but was held tightly.
Yu Jingmo pulled the person into his arms, like he was hugging a ball of dough, "So soft?"
Tian Ruan opened her mouth and bit his shoulder, "Don't...don't say I'm soft."
Yu Jingmo held his lower back with one hand. Even through his bathrobe, Tian Ruan still slid down and couldn't stand. His toes curled up in his slippers, and his exhaled breath sprayed on his neck in small puffs.
Yu Jingmo's Adam's apple rolled up and down, and his lips brushed against the young man's burning earlobe, "Okay, you're not soft."
Tian Ruan was indeed not soft, various formulas and problem-solving ideas flashed through his mind, but none of them could solve his current situation.
Yu Jingmo, however, was well versed in the ideas of solving the problems, so he demonstrated to him and let him see how he solved the problems.
Tian Ruan has always been studious. At first glance, it seems that he has understood something, but when he is really asked to solve the problem, he is still at a loss. His solution is disorganized and he can't find a way out at all.
Tian Ruan's eyes were wet, and he whispered, "Mr. Yu, I can't..."
Yu Jingmo took over and held him while he continued to solve the problem, allowing him to remember the solutions he had forgotten.
Tian Ruan was carried to the small bar, where he finally had support, along with Yu Jingmo.
...After writing the final answer, Tian Ruan trembled violently, his spiritual eyes opened up, and the tip of his nose and forehead were all covered with hot sweat, which rubbed against Yu Jingmo's shoulders.
Yu Jingmo stroked his waist and said in a low, coaxing voice, "That's good."
Tian Ruan looked blankly at the sunlight shining through the window and the tiny dust particles flying in the air. He didn't understand why it turned out like this, but it happened.
It must be the shower gel's fault.
There was a knock on the door, maybe the second time, or the third time, I hadn't heard it before.
Yu Jingmo raised his voice slightly: "Who?"
Assistant Xu: "The clothes are at the door."
After saying that, the footsteps outside the door faded away, as if they were deliberately so loud to remind their boss that he had left and they could come out to get their clothes.
Tian Ruan: “…”
Oh my god, the soundproofing is so crappy, no one can hear it, right?
Even if I didn't hear it, I would have guessed that the boss and his wife were so intimate that they ignored the knock on the door.
The only thing to be thankful for is that Assistant Xu has a strong sense of professionalism and did not come in directly.
Tian Ruan tried to recall whether he had made any sound. His mind was blank, filled with a burning sensation...
Yu Jingmo went to the door to get clothes, stretched out his briefs, and put them over Tian Ruan's feet.
Tian Ruan bent her knees and said shamefully, "I can put it on myself."
Yu Jingmo raised his eyebrows slightly and went to pick up the paper ball on the ground.
Tian Ruan hurriedly put on his clothes, and pretended that nothing had happened, just like an innocent tall boy.
This incident not only caught Tian Ruan by surprise, but Yu Jingmo had not thought about it when he brought Tian Ruan here. Perhaps this kind of thing was just a spur of the moment thing and was not part of the plan.
Yu Jingmo took care of himself in the bathroom when he suddenly saw the shower gel. He picked it up and looked at the ingredient list - he didn't understand pharmacology, but maybe it had something to do with ylang-ylang flowers on a whim.
Since it has already happened, he won't dwell on it and will just let the marriage take its course.
The two came out of the lounge, and Yu Jingmo took Tian Ruan to play golf.
Sitting on the sightseeing bus, Tian Ruan was dazzled by the lush green scenery in front of him. He temporarily forgot about the unclear relationship between him and Yu Jingmo and asked, "Do you often come here to play golf?"
Yu Jingmo: "Golf is a common means of communication in the business world. Most of the senior executives in this circle like to play golf."
Tian Ruan nodded, "Will Yu Shang also fight?"
"Of course."
"I've never been to such a grand place."
Yu Jingmo looked at the young man beside him. He was not feeling inferior, but was just stating the facts. He couldn't help but smile: "I'll teach you how to play."
Tian Ruan smiled and asked, "Then can you play basketball?"
"A little."
"Really? Then let's play basketball together sometime?"
"..." Yu Jingmo hadn't played basketball for more than ten years. He only remembered the rules, and his dribbling skills were already rusty, but he still agreed, "Okay."
Tian Ruan was happy that he finally had a common hobby with Yu Jingmo, so he decided: "I will learn to play golf."
"Um."
On the vast lawn, there are two colorful parasols. Some people are drinking tea under the parasols. On the field, a fat middle-aged man is swinging a white baseball bat.
With a bang, the golf ball flew far away. Two caddies in baseball caps ran to retrieve the balls.
"Mr. Liu, just take a break!" The middle-aged lady with short hair under the umbrella said with a smile, "Leave it to Mr. Yu, he will make sure the club goes into the hole."
Mr. Liu was not convinced and wanted to argue for a while, but suddenly he sighed, "Why did this guy arrive so late? He must be fined two strokes! If the ball goes into the water or sand, today's business will be ruined."
The lady shook her head. "What a fuss! It's just a ball."
"Hmph, it's you, Mr. Qian, who praised him. I want to test him." Mr. Liu, with his big belly sticking out, watched the sightseeing bus slowly stop.
Yu Jingmo's appearance is so attractive that one can spot him in a crowd at a glance. Whenever he is somewhere, everyone's eyes will follow him unconsciously. Apart from his looks, his natural leadership aura is extremely oppressive.
Mr. Liu spoke in a very tough manner, but when he saw Yu Jingmo, his momentum suddenly dropped a bit, and he put on a kind smile: "Hey, who did Mr. Yu bring with him? She is so pretty, or a student? She really knows how to have fun."
Yu Jingmo's face turned slightly cold, "This is my wife."
Mr. Liu: “…”
This is what it means to flatter someone on the thigh.
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