“Hubby, touch me.” (Part Two)
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At the moment the hot and moist touch landed on his eyelids, Lin Bozhou’s tense shoulders suddenly relaxed, and his fingers unconsciously unclenched. He redirected his gaze to meet Meng Huan’s onyx eyes.
The emotion shown in Meng Huan’s eyes was pure and unadulterated. He kissed Lin Bozhou with a hint of a smile, as if he were kissing something precious. After he finished kissing on the left side, he leaned down and did the same on the right side. Then he lifted Lin Bozhou’s jaw, raised his hubby’s face, and studied him in a serious manner, like a bossy young master.
“…”
At the sight of his gaze, Lin Bozhou’s lips twitched, and he inexplicably averted his eyes.
His eyes were damaged. They were the most vulnerable parts of his body, which no one dared mention or touch.
And yet Meng Huan was able to approach him so easily, branding a kiss on his wounds.
“See, I told you, kissing feels good, right?”
After that, Meng Huan was about to kiss him again, but one of the attendants came back to his senses and pulled on the youth’s wrist, which caused him to utter a faint cry of pain. Lin Bozhou snapped back to reality and reached out reflexively, tightly squeezing the hand pulling Meng Huan’s wrist.
“Leave.”
At first he was teasing and relaxed, waiting to watch the excitement, but now Meng Huan had kissed him several times. He held back the urge to smile at the corner of his lips as he stared at Meng Huan with dark and quiet eyes, looking deep in thought.
Meng Huan wanted to kiss him, and this urgency even made his eyes red. This was not the usual drunkenness.
Something flashed through his mind, and Lin Bozhou realized that something wasn’t right. He turned to his attendant and asked, “Is this how a drunk person would act?” [Pre-edited version #1]
After being a bystander the whole time, the attendant finally had the chance to express his concern. “Your Royal Highness, madam seems to have been drugged.”
Lin Bozhou asked, “What kind?”
“Aphrodisiac.”
Lin Bozhou questioned, “How are you sure?”
“…” The attendant showed a somewhat awkward expression. “Anyone who has used an aphrodisiac can tell.”
Only an old virgin like His Royal Highness wouldn’t be able to piece the clues together. Just watching this scene unfold made him fucking anxious.
“What is the antidote?” Lin Bozhou showed no trace of emotion on his face.
“There is none. The only way to relieve the effects of the drug is to have it released.”
As for how…
Before Lin Bozhou could ask, Meng Huan continued to persistently kiss him. The youth gently fiddled with his jade crown and hair and pinched his pale earlobes. After being moved away neither lightly nor harshly, he began kissing him again and again.
It was as if a stone had fallen to the ground, as everything became very clear to Lin Bozhou.
At this point, Lin Bozhou subconsciously re-examined Meng Huan.
So piteously calling for his husband, the youth, who wanted to kiss him so bad he got choked up, was being incredibly intimate.
Speaking from a certain aspect, Meng Huan wasn’t overstepping any boundaries because he really was Lin Bozhou’s concubine.
“…”
A faint headache assaulted him.
People who knew Lin Bozhou well knew that he was in fact an extremely upright man, a handsome man who was educated to be a wise and elegant young successor. He had no interest in relationships, nor would he behave in a frivolous and debauched manner.
But right now, Meng Huan was pestering him for kisses, touches, and hugs. Being besieged in such a frivolous manner, he frowned and hesitated for a moment. Torn between ‘shameless’ and ‘he is mine’, he finally went with, “Huan Huan, be good; don’t cause a scene.”
“Oh…”
As soon as Lin Bozhou showed a gentle attitude, his lips were muted by Meng Huan’s kissing once more.
Against the cool lips, the young man was still quite aggrieved. Why was Lin Bozhou refusing to take the initiative to kiss him? Feeling like he had been wronged, his voice was choked with anguish, and his eyes turned redder. “Husband…”
The soft tone of his voice was like a cat’s purr. Lin Bozhou felt a pang in his heart in response.
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But being in public, his head was haunted by the thought of the four social bonds. He frowned, feeling like he was backed into a corner, as he shifted his attention to his attendant. “What needs to be done to make madam feel better?”
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Meng Huan’s vision spun as his waist was heavily seized. The temperature and softness he desired were finally on his lips.
The man’s deep sandalwood scent was greatly mixed with a dry heat, not giving people the impression of wildness and aggression, but the kiss was very long and lasting. It showed great patience and a sense of restraint, as well as a desire for control that came easily to those in high positions.
“Uh…”
When the tip of the man’s tongue slipped inside, Meng Huan felt out of breath. He clutched onto Lin Bozhou’s robes tightly with his small hands, trying to turn his head away.
The next second, the curtain was pulled open. “Your Royal Highness—”
Shan Xing wanted to inquire about the strange commotion in the carriage.
But the moment the light shone into the carriage, the curtain was released from Shan Xing’s hands with a whoosh sound at lightning speed. The curtain was sealed tightly again, so much so that no light could penetrate. [Pre-edited version #2]
With their lips pressed together, Lin Bozhou shifted his eyes and glanced at the carriage curtain. Without a word, he clasped a hand around the back of Meng Huan’s head through his hair, not stopping what he was doing.
The inside of the carriage was not very spacious, so Meng Huan obediently lay in his arms to be kissed. His eyelids were slightly raised, and he lay all soft in the man’s arms, as if his bones had melted into water. Just a few feet outside stood two trembling attendants.
They looked at each other in desperation.
Holy fuck.
So awkward!
Help!
Let us out!
…
…
At the end of the long kiss, Lin Bozhou caressed Meng Huan’s lips and said, “Feeling better?”
Meng Huan felt dizzy, and no words came out of his mouth.
He put his hands on Lin Bozhou’s shoulder and bit his earlobe like a small animal. His slight agitation revealed an even more tantalizing message.
—It seemed that kisses were not enough to satisfy Meng Huan.
It was amazing how far things had developed.
Lin Bozhou’s Adam’s apple bobbed, his lips slightly dry.
The atmosphere in the carriage was filled with anxiety, making it feel as if time passed very slowly. Time felt grueling for the first time, like something was hanging over one’s head, wavering but not falling, making the person’s heart so tense.
“Why are we not home yet? We have been on the road for so long.” Meng Huan muttered quietly to himself.
Lin Bozhou lowered his head and gently rubbed his fingers, asking in a slightly hoarse voice, “What does Huan Huan want to do, to be in such a hurry to return to the compound?”
“Ah?” Meng Huan came close to the man’s ears, replying in the same clear and pure voice, “Go back to sleep with hubby, of course.”
“To sleep?”
Meng Huan’s following voice was even quieter, but those simple words out of his mouth were very vulgar and dirty, yet he said them in a very loving manner. “Just to sleep together.”
“…”
Lin Bozhou closed his eyes. He always stayed calm and restrained, with a mind untainted by vulgar thoughts. But it was as if something that had been quietly hibernating had exploded in his mind, as water surged with ripples that could no longer be calmed. He snapped his eyes open and locked eyes with Meng Huan. [Pre-edited version #3]
“Huan Huan, you…”
A slightly hoarse voice.
The youth’s almond-shaped eyes were bright and glossy, and the outer corners were gentle and kind. There was no hypocrisy or pretense, and the words he spoke were very intimate.
The youth seemed to have… so much trust in the man that he gave it all away.
Lin Bozhou had never encountered such a tempting situation.
He even thought it was wonderful to have this kind of unguarded trust.
Breathing heavily, he stared at Meng Huan, and the heat of his breath rose as he spoke clearly, “Are you sure?”
Meng Huan said in a sticky voice, “Yes.”
The carriage came to a halt, and the thoughts came to an abrupt end.
The tight string in his brain finally snapped, and the beads scattered, rolling to a reasonable, albeit unexpected, place. Lin Bozhou felt as if he had been played for a fool, and very thoroughly at that.
But he was not so reluctant to accept the result because his reward was… really, really interesting.
Lin Bozhou’s handsome, sharp appearance was stained with shadows. The familiar, dangerous sense of a wild beast returned to his face as a smile appeared at the corner of his lips. “So that’s what you are after. But since you have made your decision…”
The bottoms of his eyes were enveloped in an impossible-to-disperse black fog. His tone was gentle as well as merciless.
“From now on, no matter what happens, don’t regret it.”
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Pre-edited version #1:
“Leave.”
The attendants quickly stepped away.
“What did they touch me for?” Meng Huan muttered and expressed his unhappiness, then leaned forward into the man’s arms, resting his chin on the broad shoulder and sweating all over. “Hubby, I still want kisses…”
He was clingy like a perpetual motion machine, snuggling into the man’s arms with movements that were beyond clingy. Intentionally or unintentionally, he put his legs around Lin Bozhou’s waist.
Lin Bozhou sensed the abnormality and looked up. Meng Huan, who couldn’t find release from the heat all over, was sweating to the point that his clothes were hot and damp. He was so aggrieved that he gazed up at Lin Bozhou and emitted a feeble, low voice. “Hubby, touch me.”
Lin Bozhou extended his fingers and caressed his face, asking, “Like this?”
Meng Huan licked his lips, seeming unsatisfied. But before he spoke, he looked warily at the attendants who had just attempted to drag him away, and then leaned towards Lin Bozhou’s ear and exhaled out a sweet and drunken whisper, “No.”
He said it with a shallow breath, in the posture of whispering a secret.
Lin Bozhou grabbed him around the waist, being cooperative. “Hmm?”
Meng Huan kept his voice very light with a slightly hoarse tone, being both obedient and soft. “Hubby, it’s not touching my face.”
“Then where should I touch you?”
Meng Huan pressed against his earlobe, used his hoarse, low voice, and anxiously gestured down. “Touch here, hubby, touch me here.”
“…..”
Meng Huan thought his voice had been low enough, but it really was not. The two attendants he had tried to keep it from had heard him. Their sweat was falling like rain, and they were feeling so embarrassed that they wanted to jump off the carriage. However, as expected from people who had followed Lin Bozhou for many years, they just kept their heads lowered, tuning everything out.
That was an extremely bold request, so much so that Lin Bozhou thought he misheard it and asked, “What?”
Meng Huan looked disoriented and repeated, “Touch me—”
The last two words were pinched back in his throat by Lin Bozhou. He clenched his teeth lightly, enough to emit a wispy scent of blood. Lin Bozhou’s Adam’s apple bobbed, and he asked calmly, “Is it very uncomfortable?”
Meng Huan nodded piteously. “Very uncomfortable, so itchy.”
Lin Bozhou said, “Can’t bear it anymore?”
“I can’t bear it anymore.” Meng Huan tightly hugged him.
He spoke with a murmur. As if feeling a bit frustrated, he wrapped his arms around the man’s neck, leaned closer, and took a gentle bite. The bite didn’t hurt, and it was rather flirtatious but also wet, making it obvious that the youth was trying to endure it but couldn’t resist taking it out on his body.
Meng Huan’s voice clung together, his words slurred, and he was on the verge of tears. “Hubby, when will you touch me?”
Faced with Meng Huan’s passionate invitation, Lin Bozhou opened his lips. Then, with extremely complex emotions flashing in his eyes, he wrapped his arm around the youth to prevent him from falling and finally turned his head and asked the attendants, “Is this how a drunk person would act?”
Pre-edited version #2:
When the tip of the man’s tongue slipped inside, Meng Huan felt out of breath. He clutched onto Lin Bozhou’s robes tightly with his small hands, trying to turn his head away.
But as soon as he looked away, his chin was pinched, his head was turned back, and his lips were covered again.
Lin Bozhou kissed him slowly and in a very flirtatious and loving manner. It was filled with indescribable attraction and teasing. Meng Huan, who was originally feeling anxious, felt unsatisfied from just kissing and uncontrollably released a small sound, indicating his unbearability. (There was only kissing, nothing else.)
“Hn…”
The next second, the curtain was pulled open. “Your Royal Highness—”
Pre-edited version #3:
Help!
Let us out!
…
…
The whipping sound outside the carriage began to increase in frequency, driving back towards the compound at a never-before-seen unstable speed.
When the kiss finally came to an end, Meng Huan leaned forward in his arms, boneless and briefly at peace. His mind was in a daze, one that was even more dizzying than from consuming alcohol. The tip of his tongue even had a numb feeling of lost sensation, but it felt really good.
Lin Bozhou caressed Meng Huan’s red and swollen lips. “Feeling better now?”
Instead of talking, Meng Huan shook his head.
But it wasn’t that he didn’t answer Lin Bozou; it was just that he was slowly moving his small hands downward, making a strange gesture.
He was only halfway down when he suddenly stopped and looked back at the two attendants.
The attendants, “?”
Meng Huan licked his lips and turned around again, as if awkwardly trying to hide something with his body. He came closer to Lin Bozhou’s ear and whispered, “Hubby, let me show you… This place is even more uncomfortable.”
“……”
It took some time for the attendants to react.
But what they saw was the normally calm and rational Lin Bozhou swiftly pressing the youth’s hand in place. Veins popped on his tense, thin wrist, and there was this visible panic coming from him.
At this moment, Lin Bozhou felt a sense of tension, like things were spinning towards something beyond his control. He took a deep breath as his dark brown eyes fixed on Meng Huan, stern and serious.
“Huan Huan, you can’t take off your clothes and trousers in the carriage.”
“Oh.” Having been scolded, Meng Huan obediently tied his clothes back on.
He just wanted to show his hubby how uncomfortable he was feeling.
Since his hubby said not right now, then fine.
Once he was done tying his clothes, he came to Lin Bozhou’s side and said, using a watery voice suffused with alcohol, “Then I’ll remove them to show hubby once we’re back.”
His voice was sweet, tinged with drunkenness, meek, and adorable, as if he liked him so much that he was willing to give him anything.
The thing he wanted to show him was indeed a very private place.
Actually, Lin Bozhou had caught sight of it earlier, and just as Meng Huan had said, it was waiting for his hands to touch it. The fact that he was willing to show him such a place made the situation harder to explain in two simple sentences.
The boundary was becoming increasingly blurred.
“Why aren’t we home yet?” Meng Huan mumbled anxiously to himself.
Lin Bozhou lowered his head and gently rubbed his fingers. Then he finally asked with some difficulty, “What does Huan Huan want to do, to be in such a hurry to return to the compound?”
“Huh?” Meng Huan leaned close to his ear, rolling his airy and hot breath over his ear. His voice was still pure and clean. “Of course it is for hubby to help me.”
“Help Huan Huan with what?”
Meng Huan’s voice was even quieter, but those simple syllables were vulgar and shameless and were spoken with the utmost affection. “—Seek ecstasy.”
Lin Bozhou closed his eyes. He always stayed calm and restrained, with a mind untainted by vulgar thoughts. But it was as if something that had been quietly hibernating had exploded in his mind, as water surged with ripples that could no longer be calmed. He snapped his eyes open and locked eyes with Meng Huan.
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Teo: jellypeaches and Dobhsh are good at getting chapters to me timely, but I worked 12 hours today and only got home 20 mins after my usual schedule _(:3/
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Thank you for your hard work! 🥰
How sexy~😌
It’s pretty cute that he’s so focused on “hubby” and not just seeking help from anyone who’s nearby, even though he’s not in control of himself. I wonder Lin Bozhou will ever know Meng Huan saved him from drinking the aphrodisiac?
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Good luck Huan Huan 🤧
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Oh my oh myyy huanhuan get ready 😂♥
Let’s not regret about it together!!!
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Thanks for the translation!!💖 Just a suggestion to make it more easy to read could you please put all the pre edited part together in a drop down instead of dividing it into three like here? It would vastly improve the readability
Thanks for the update!! 😘😘
Those two poor attendants got thoroughly traumatised, lmao
Thank You for the new chapter (´｡• ω •｡`) ♡
Hahahaha his gong instinct awakens
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