The Second Young Master’s Obedient Husband : Chapter 57

When they returned to the mountain, Liang Yu was not back yet.

Su Qingyu closed the door, opened the bundle, and flipped through page after page. His face was red enough to drip blood, yet his eyes couldn’t look away. The book was much more expensive than the booklets, but the illustrations were also much more explicit.

So… it could be done like that too…

Some positions were so shameful he wouldn’t even dare to think of them. But the book said that doing this and that would make his husband happy…

Su Qingyu looked at those illustrations, thinking of Liang Yu in his heart. If… if it could make his husband even happier… then it didn’t matter what he did.

When Liang Yu was away, Su Qingyu secretly flipped through those books. Though he was unbearably shy, he still memorized every word and sentence. He also took the opportunity when going down the mountain to secretly buy some small items mentioned in the books and hid them in the room.

That evening when Liang Yu returned, Su Qingyu went to greet him and took the things from his hands. He stood on his toes and kissed him on the lips with practiced ease.

Liang Yu smiled and kissed him back. “Did you miss me?”

Su Qingyu nodded and leaned dependently into his arms.

While eating, Liang Yu noticed that Su Qingyu was acting a bit strange. He kept his head down, occasionally sneaking a glance at him, then quickly looking away when their eyes met, his face red but saying nothing.

Liang Yu saw all of this but said nothing.

At night when they got into bed, Su Qingyu leaned against his chest, pressing closer than usual. His soft body was snug against him, radiating warm fragrance, not knowing what he was thinking about.

Liang Yu hadn’t even done anything yet, and Su Qingyu was already reacting intensely.

“What’s wrong?” Liang Yu asked.

Su Qingyu shook his head, buried his face back into his chest, and said nothing.

Liang Yu slipped his hand inside Su Qingyu’s clothes, holding that slender waist and caressing it. The waist was incredibly soft, trembling slightly in his palm.

Su Qingyu suddenly raised his head and kissed him on the lips, then buried his face back again. The tips of his ears were red beyond belief. After a while, a muffled voice came out. “Husband… I want to…”

Before he could finish speaking, he swallowed the words back.

Liang Yu pulled him out from his embrace and rubbed his lips against Su Qingyu’s face.

“What do you want?”

Su Qingyu bit his lip and sat up. With a red face, he slowly undid his own sash. Su Qingyu had prepared himself and pushed Liang Yu down onto the bed…

Liang Yu’s breathing grew heavier.

…

Su Qingyu’s waist could be so soft, and the sounds coming from his mouth could be so sweet and delicate…

Liang Yu’s Adam’s apple bobbed continuously. Tonight’s Su Qingyu was very different, seductive as if he were a spirit formed from vines, tangling around Liang Yu so that he couldn’t break free no matter what…

His palm pressed down on the raised spot…

Su Qingyu’s voice came out in broken fragments, soft and alluring as he called out husband.

…

When the sky was nearly light, the sounds in the room finally stopped. Liang Yu was breathing heavily as he collapsed on top of Su Qingyu.

Su Qingyu lay on the bed letting him press down on him, his body completely devoid of any strength, his legs terribly sore.

Liang Yu turned his face to look at him. After watching for a while, he flipped him over and pulled him into his arms. Su Qingyu leaned against his chest, his body still trembling lightly. The room was very quiet, with only the two people’s intertwined breathing remaining. After Su Qingyu caught his breath, he moved to flip himself off. Liang Yu reached out and held him down. “Don’t move.”

Su Qingyu stopped moving and obediently lay in Liang Yu’s arms. The thing inside occasionally moved slightly, making his whole body shudder.

Liang Yu chuckled softly, held him, and kissed him again and again. Su Qingyu’s face was red, and he buried his face even deeper.

After lying there for a while, Liang Yu slowly withdrew. Su Qingyu let out a muffled sound and curled up. Liang Yu got out of bed, threw on a piece of clothing, mixed some warm water, and brought it over. He soaked the cloth and wiped Su Qingyu’s body.

Su Qingyu drifted off into a drowsy sleep. When he woke up, Liang Yu was still asleep. The birds outside the window were chirping happily, and sunlight streamed in through the window, illuminating the room.

A scratching sound came from the door. The two puppies were scratching at the door and whining, probably hungry.

Su Qingyu had just moved slightly when Liang Yu woke up, pressing down on his waist to keep him from moving.

Su Qingyu leaned against his chest, his voice still carrying a bit of hoarseness. “I should feed Tuantuan and Yuanyuan.”

Liang Yu pinched Su Qingyu’s face and said, “You rest. I’ll go.”

After speaking, Liang Yu lifted the covers and got out of bed. He threw on his outer robe and pushed open the door to go out.

The courtyard rang with the joyful sounds of the two little things, along with Liang Yu’s low scolding voice. Su Qingyu lay in bed, listening to the sounds outside, a smile creeping into his eyes.

After a while, Liang Yu returned. He brought water to the bedside for Su Qingyu to wash up, then brought the food over and handed it to Su Qingyu.

After eating, Su Qingyu lay back down again, watching Liang Yu move about the room.

Liang Yu took the bowls out to wash them. After tidying up, he returned to the room, sat by the bed, and pulled Su Qingyu into his arms to kiss him.

“Does it still hurt?”

“A little…”

Liang Yu reached under the covers to rub his waist and massage his legs. His movements were already quite practiced now. Su Qingyu squinted his eyes comfortably and unknowingly fell asleep again.

…

After that night, Su Qingyu didn’t dare look Liang Yu in the eyes for several days. He hid the books even deeper, afraid of being discovered. Although Su Qingyu felt that Liang Yu knew, as long as the window paper hadn’t been poked through, Su Qingyu could still deceive himself for a while.

When Liang Yu was away, Su Qingyu couldn’t resist taking them out to look at again. Though his face still turned red, he studied them very seriously.

Liang Yu knew full well but didn’t expose him. Every time he returned from outside, he would always bring back more nice things for Su Qingyu. Jewelry, cloth, pastries… he never let Su Qingyu go without.

Life went on like this, sweet enough to squeeze honey from it.

In the blink of an eye, it was June, and the weather grew hot.

The summer in the mountains was cool, but at noon it was still terribly hot. Su Qingyu moved his embroidery work under the shade of a tree. The two little dogs were still incredibly clingy, lying at his feet with their tongues hanging out panting. Occasionally they would chase dragonflies in circles, then run back to continue lying down.

Liang Yu had hunted a roe deer from the mountains. Su Qingyu had already salted the meat yesterday, and today Liang Yu had to tan the hide properly.

Tanning hides was tiring work that also required care. Liang Yu ran hot, and the hot weather made him sweat easily. He worked up a sweat, which made Su Qingyu’s heart ache to watch. He set down his needlework, went inside, and brought out a bowl of cool tea to hand to him. Liang Yu took it and drank it in a few gulps, handed the bowl back, and continued working with his tools.

Su Qingyu took the bowl but didn’t leave. He took a cloth and tenderly wiped the sweat from Liang Yu’s brow.

Feeling Su Qingyu’s movements, Liang Yu’s heart softened over and over. He took the cloth from Su Qingyu’s hand and wiped his own sweat. “Qingyu, go sit under the tree shade. Don’t get sunburned.”

Su Qingyu only nodded, but his feet didn’t move.

Liang Yu saw him like this and let him be, speeding up his work.