Adventures with Drunk Huan Huan: ‘I was proactive??’
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Being dormant, it was very quiet.
It would change, which was different from the flourishing state he had seen before.
“…”
Meng Huan made sure that he took a good look at it, remembering all the details, before slowly moving his gaze away.
…He had to know what the thing that did him looked like, right?
Meng Huan felt like he had reached an irredeemable level of shamelessness, but he still tried very hard to justify himself.
Yep, I have done nothing wrong.
After wringing the wet washcloth, he continued to wipe Lin Bozhou’s shoulders with a flushed face.
Not feeling like himself, he wondered if it was from looking at that thing too closely.
His gaze involuntarily returned to Lin Bozhou’s lips.
As well as his well-defined Adam’s apple with droplets of water sliding down.
As well as his sexy and lean collarbone.
As well as his broad and sturdy shoulders.
As well as his narrow and tight waist.
He was doomed. Meng Huan’s mind spun. He tried to recite the Bodhisattva, but was unable to stand up straight.
…I think this man has bewitched me. TvT
—It is definitely not me being horny!
Definitely not!
Meng Huan bit down hard on his lip, but the rationality he had just struggled to get became distant and blurred in an instant. He shook his head, his glazed eyes hazy, as he looked back at Lin Bozhou, sitting in the water.
But… this was his lawful hubby.
For a moment, Meng Huan’s mind relaxed as he instinctively extended his hand and put it on Lin Bozhou’s abdominal muscles.
The water was a little hot, hotter than his body temperature at his fingertips, which he used to gently touch the firm skin.
The atmosphere turned strange.
The man sitting in the pool was wet all over. Water droplets hung from his eyelashes and eyebrows, and mist clung to his straight, handsome nose and lips. Rather than the terrifying pressure he gave off before, it was this pale, cold, and sickly state.
Lin Bozhou felt the touch. “Huan Huan?”
Where was he touching?
Meng Huan was about to withdraw his hand.
But the back of his hand was immediately pressed down by a pair of bigger hands. The skin was so hot that he could barely move. Lin Bozhou’s voice was husky with amusement. “If Huan Huan likes it, then continue touching.”
“……”
Meng Huan was so startled that he felt almost sober.
Lin Bozhou’s voice was like a siren. “I’m Huan Huan’s husband. Of course Huan Huan can touch wherever he wants, isn’t that so?”
Although Meng Huan had mentally prepared himself for the man’s flirtatiousness, he was still stunned upon hearing this remark.
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Just as Meng Huan was about to turn down the offer, his wrists were seized and his hands were pressed against Lin Bozhou’s waist and stomach. Tainted with a strong suggestion, his hands were led to wander intently from top to bottom.
“…”
A slight chill ran down Meng Han’s back as his throat tightened.
As his fingers wandered gently, and not long after.
Lin Bozhou let out a low groan.
“……”
Meng Huan’s whole body went numb, feeling like a lecherous king with weak self-restraint, and, as it happened, he encountered a beautiful fox spirit who was trying to seduce him.
On top of that, Lin Bozhou’s tight waist and abdominal muscles really… felt very good to touch.
Meng Huan allowed Lin Bozhou to guide his hands. After he had his fill of touching the abs, his hands were moved to the pecs.
Right now, instead of the hostile and murderous aura that had characterized his command of the court, Lin Bozhou became a beautiful and strong tragic man who attracted tender affection with his poor eyes and sickly appearance.
Just like that, Meng Huan stroked here and there for a while.
Then Lin Bozhou spoke.
His voice was low, and despite having his eyes closed, the devilish tone in his voice did not diminish at all, as if he were anticipating more from Meng Huan. “Does Huan Huan want to do anything else other than touch me?”
This slightly husky tone invaded his eardrums.
“…”
In the original book, Lin Bozhou was only known for his forceful character, so where did this charming and seductive attribute come from? This man was so… lewd.
Meng Huan’s head was heavy with dizziness. He subconsciously knew that Lin Bozhou was seducing him, but he still got hooked and could not resist wetting his lips.
The sound of Lin Bozhou’s voice became deeper and deeper, as if to lure people into the abyss.
It now had reached an octave low to the point of being inaudible. “Huan Huan, touch me.”
A slight sigh, like a man who was desperately hungry and thirsty.
“…” Sex maniac.
Meng Huan gulped nervously as his remaining sanity told him that even if Lin Bozhou was only talking about touching him now, it was definitely going to turn into Meng Huan being the one touched.
But he could not remove his eyes from Lin Bozhou’s face.
Lin Bozhou leaned his shoulders back against the edge of the pool as a faint and relaxed smile appeared on his face, looking very much like the first time Meng Huan saw him in the pool.
Gorgeous, sinister, like a merman.
Lin Bozhou spoke one word at a time, burning with desire. “Huan Huan, come here.”
He had touched Meng Huan many times. He was always the one taking the initiative, while Meng Huan stayed passive, so he developed feelings much earlier than Meng Huan.
He was pleading, waiting for Meng Huan’s touch.
This request, the way it sounded, made Meng Huan’s mind go blank. By the time he came back to his senses, their eyes were only inches apart, as he had already placed his lips on Lin Bozhou’s lips.
Those lips were somewhat cool, fitting snugly against his own.
The second before Meng Huan gave in, he heard a light chuckle from Lin Bozhou, sounding like he had succeeded in his mischief.
“……”
That’s right, he was deliberately seduced.
But Meng Huan had kissed him already, as Lin Bozhou’s fingers squeezed his jaw gently. His movements were inexperienced, awkward, and clumsy. It was the man in front of him who willingly opened his mouth, allowing his tongue to enter.
Meng Huan was on top of Lin Bozhou.
It looked as if he was forcing a kiss on Lin Bozhou.
But the patient, gentle stirring of his tongue was clearly led by Lin Bozhou, as if he were patiently teaching his beloved wife to mature.
…This posture gave Meng Huan a false impression.
—That he was playing with Lin Bozhou.
This kind of feeling made his throat dry and thirsty. It was going to his head slightly. After he bit the other person’s lip, he finally could no longer resist moving his hands to touch.
Lin Bozhou’s eyes were drooping lazily, and the corners of his lips were tinged with pleasure, slightly red from being kissed.
He was indulgent and encouraging toward all of this. It felt good for him to see Meng Huan responding to him.
Meng Huan dizzily touched the place he was staring at earlier.
For the first time, instead of Lin Bozhou coaxing, Meng Huan took the initiative.
Lin Bozhou’s breathing became heavier, as he was beyond happy.
“I really like Huan Huan touching me like this.” There was incitement in his voice.
“…”
He is such a pervert!
If Meng Huan were clear-headed, he would slam himself headfirst under the bed board out of shame, but right now…
Meng Huan’s drunken brain was in control. Now that he was completely intoxicated, there was nothing stopping him from following his inner thoughts…
This evening’s experience was like a dream. Meng Huan felt more tired than ever, perhaps from taking the initiative. Instead of being pushy and forceful like before, Lin Bozhou allowed Meng Huan to seek release from him, since in order to capture, one must let loose. He only let out a few low groans every now and then.
That kind of faintly discernible response drove people even more crazy.
In the end, Meng Huan’s mind felt so dizzy and heavy, like someone had wrung all of the water out of him, that he finally fell asleep.
Snuggling into the quilt, his fair features tinged with exhaustion, he was unable to open his eyes from the drowsiness.
Next to him, the quilt was slightly lifted. Lin Bozhou faced Meng Huan and waited for a moment. Then, with a smile on his lips, he crept into the quilt and gently embraced the youth.
–
Meng Huan has a bad habit of forgetting things when he gets drunk.
Just after waking up in the morning, there seemed to be something under his neck. Not feeling comfortable, he opened his eyes and climbed up to find he was sleeping on Lin Bozhou’s arm.
There was a faint ache in his head, probably a hangover from drinking. He rubbed his eyes and looked over at Lin Bozhou, who was sleeping beside him.
His snow-white sleepwear was loose at the collarbone, revealing ambiguous marks. His hair was scattered across the pillow, his eyes were covered with white gauze, and there were several red bite marks on his shoulders.
Meng Huan froze for a moment, and it took him some time to confirm that this was the morning after a fun night.
Then, images of last night flashed through his mind.
Lin Bozhou pressed down under him, unable to see and seemingly also unable to put up much resistance. He allowed Meng Huan to sit on his legs and permitted the youth to take the initiative, ferociously and impatiently, unable to resist biting Lin Bozhou’s shoulder.
“Can’t you move?”
…He seemed to have said that when he bit down.
Meng Huan took a sharp breath and pressed a hand to his forehead.
“……”
No way.
Was he really that passionate when drunk?
In the past, Lin Bozhou was the passionate one, but last night, it changed to him. With a dumbfounded expression, he stared at Lin Bozhou with an indescribable feeling.
“Cough…”
Beside him, Lin Bozhou’s eyelids fluttered, as if he were close to waking up.
Meng Huan looked at the man, who opened his eyes as expected. Through his unfocused eyes, although he could not see, he still turned in Meng Huan’s direction.
“Is Huan Huan awake?” His voice was hoarse.
“Ah,” Meng Huan said, “Yes.”
Lin Bozhou paused before he showed a light smile towards Meng Huan, with a hint of the lethargy that followed… the event.
Meng Huan rarely met Lin Bozhou face-to-face the day after the event. Generally, Lin Bozhou would have gone to court, while he would waste a day preparing mentally, acting like it had nothing to do with him.
Meng Huan was stunned for a moment and felt the need to say something.
He asked, “Have you had enough sleep?”
Lin Bozhou replied, “Not really.”
Meng Huan murmured an “oh” under his breath.
Then he heard the other person add calmly, “Slept very late last night.”
“…”
Meng Huan actually doubted whether he really was so active last night. He wanted to brush over this topic lightly, but now it was impossible to do so.
Meng Huan pursed his lips and began, “Well, last night I…”
Feeling bashful, he scratched his head and wanted to ask, Did I cause you any trouble by being too pushy and pestering you?
Lin Bozhou still could not see out of his eyes. Moreover, he was ill. What he was thinking was that it was a bit strange that the man did not take the initiative to ask for it, while he himself was actively taking initiative.
Lin Bozhou echoed, “Last night?”
“It is just that I drank a little too much. I feel that my personality became rather impetuous.”
Meng Huan pondered hard for a while and then remembered how he kept feeling the man’s abdominal muscles and kissing him. It seemed that he also took the lead in a very shameful position and was probably riding… That was just too proactive of him.
He waited for Lin Bozhou to tease him.
Unexpectedly, he heard a soft reply in his ears. “It’s fine.”
“…”
Meng Huan turned his head. Lin Bozhou’s voice was still a little hoarse. Sometimes it was good to listen to the other man’s breathing, since his breath sounded very nice, but this might also be because he had lost his voice from panting too hard last night.
Lin Bozhou turned to him, eyes unable to see, and said through his slightly curved lips, “It is really fine.”
“……”
This tone made Meng Huan’s back tingle.
It seemed that… he really bedded the other man on his own initiative.
The author has something to say:
It is time for Huan Huan to think about love and responsibility in a modern way (pat on shoulder)
This is the price for his mistake.
I… REALLY REALLY LIKE… LIN BOZHOU’S BLIND ERA !!!!!! not that its a good thing to be blind, but the tone of the story turned to a more soft and romantic kind of mood. less overbearing.
Totally. He is much more vulnerable since he is blind, and yet he isn’t afraid to show it in front of HuanHuan, and letting him lead their outing, and later when sleeping together. Which is honestly just adorable.
Well well well, Meng Huan! 🤭
I love drunk Huan Huan 😭🫶
Thank you for translating!!! ♥️♥️
Huan Huan is maturing!! I love it
Definitely proactive lol 😆
Thank You for the new chapter (੭ु´･ω･`)੭ु⁾⁾❤
I must say they suit each other so much…❤️❤️
Yeah, I like author’s note!!
Thank you for your translation 🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤
Attaboi, Huan Huan! Finally starting to learn on your own…you grew up so fast 😭
Thanks for the chapter!
I think secretly Lin Bozhou has been craving a repeat of their very first time when it was Meng Huan who made him feel irresistible and changed his perception of marriage forever ☺️. There is a school of thought, that being drunk when one attacks one’s spouse is a consent problem. Those people are seriously missing out 🤤
These two are so soft with each other aaaaaaa I love itttt