The Second Young Master’s Obedient Husband : Chapter 89

That evening, Su Qingyu washed up early and burrowed into the quilt to wait for Liang Yu to come in, still angry when he thought of Liang Yu’s reaction last night. His eyes turned, and Su Qingyu had a good idea. Although it was somewhat embarrassing, Su Qingyu quietly took all his clothes out from under the quilt. The feeling of the quilt pressing directly against his skin with nothing in between made Su Qingyu very uncomfortable. Liang Yu hadn’t even come in yet, and Su Qingyu was already red all over.

Liang Yu finished washing, pushed open the door and entered the inner room. Closing the door and turning around, he saw Su Qingyu wrapped in the quilt, face red, staring at him pitifully. Liang Yu’s fire rose instantly, from his lower abdomen straight to the top of his head. His mind held nothing but this beautiful little husband before him.

Su Qingyu’s face grew even redder from his gaze. He called out pitifully: “Husband…”

Liang Yu could hold back no longer. He strode to the bed and pulled him into his arms. Wherever his fingertips touched, it was all warm and smooth. His breathing grew heavier, and he asked in a hoarse voice: “Do you want to?”

Su Qingyu was too shy to speak. He bit his lip and gave a light nod.

Liang Yu caressed his lovely face, his knuckles supporting his jaw, his thumb pressing on his full lower lip, gently pushing down. Su Qingyu’s lips parted.

Su Qingyu steadied his breathing, took Liang Yu’s finger into his mouth, his tongue tracing the outline and licking around it. He raised his eyes and gave Liang Yu a shy and timid look, innocence and allure blending together perfectly, contradictory yet utterly real.

Liang Yu’s throat tightened from Su Qingyu’s gaze. He hesitated no longer, lowered his head and bit his lip, nearly recklessly tangling with his soft tongue, devouring him urgently and deeply.

The fierce kiss made Su Qingyu’s head spin. His arms wrapped around Liang Yu’s neck, and the quilt slipped from his body. Liang Yu kissed his way down from Su Qingyu’s lips. Su Qingyu held Liang Yu’s head and said softly: “Husband… gently…”

Liang Yu’s face was buried deep in Su Qingyu’s lower abdomen. He opened his mouth and took that soft flesh in, biting it, his voice muffled but very certain: “No.”

Su Qingyu whimpered, but could only let him have his way.

…

After a long time, Su Qingyu lay on the bed humming and whining, like a little cat that had been petted past its limit. Liang Yu saw he was holding back with difficulty and put his finger into his mouth: “Bite mine, don’t bite yourself.”

Su Qingyu obediently took his finger, his tongue unconsciously licking it. Liang Yu gave him a pat on the thigh and said: “Tempting me again.”

Su Qingyu shook his head as if wronged, but his soft tongue licked even more vigorously.

…

During the trading journey, Su Qingyu fully experienced what a good and thoughtful husband Liang Yu was. He also knew that Liang Yu had actually been holding back with great difficulty on the road. The trading months had truly wronged his own husband. And he had always wanted to give Liang Yu a child. This thought had been there before the trading trip, and now it was even stronger. After returning, although Liang Yu was sometimes a bit wild, Su Qingyu had always indulged him.

The two of them had been abstinent for so long. Now that they had time, naturally they didn’t stop every night. Liang Yu knew this was Su Qingyu’s way of caring for him. The trading months had been exhausting, and now that they were free, he was using this soft body to make it up to him. Liang Yu naturally would not let down Su Qingyu’s good intentions, putting all his strength into him solidly.

The two of them slept until the sun was high in the sky before rising. After eating, they stayed in the room. Liang Yu held Su Qingyu and read books together. Su Qingyu nestled in Liang Yu’s arms doing embroidery… They spent the whole day stuck together clingily.

Every time the two of them so much as met eyes, not knowing who moved first, by the time they came to their senses they had already rolled together.

At first Su Qingyu was still embarrassed, thinking how could they do this in broad daylight. Liang Yu didn’t bother with this, pulled the person over, put him on the kang, pulled the quilt over, and in the bright light of day, the sounds of water and other sticky noises mixed together in the room. Before long, Su Qingyu had melted into a puddle.

“Husband… it’s still daylight…”

“So what if it’s daylight. The days are so long, how long would we have to wait for dark.”

…

While the two in the room were deep in their passion, a knocking sound suddenly came from outside, somewhat distant, as if at the courtyard gate.

Su Qingyu tensed up suddenly, gripping Liang Yu and not letting him move. The sounds in the room gradually quieted down.

Su Qingyu recovered his senses and listened carefully. He recognized it as Liang Tingyu’s voice: “Second Uncle! Second Uncle’s husband! Are you in the room?”

After a while, perhaps not hearing a response, Liang Tingyu said again: “Not in? Huh? The courtyard gate is open… didn’t hear clearly?” Saying this, he was about to push open the courtyard gate.

At this moment, Shuanzi appeared from who knows where and hurriedly pulled Liang Tingyu back: “I saw them go out. Maybe they forgot to lock the door. If you have anything, just tell me. I’ll inform Second Master when the time comes.”

Liang Tingyu nodded and said: “Grandma asked me to ask if they want to eat together tonight. Today is the Laba Festival, and Grandma said she wants the whole family to have a reunion dinner. She wanted to ask first so she can prepare the dishes.”

Shuanzi said: “Go back and tell the lady to prepare more dishes. Second Master and the others will definitely come tonight.”

Liang Tingyu nodded, turned around and ran back to deliver the message.

Shuanzi looked at the courtyard gate with some conflict. Thinking that Second Master could climb walls anyway, and such a gate couldn’t stop him, he locked the courtyard gate, slipped the key through the door crack, and strolled away humming a tune.

Hearing that there was no more sound outside, Su Qingyu finally relaxed. He buried his face in Liang Yu’s shoulder hollow. “It’s all your fault.”

Liang Yu pinched his still red ear and moved his hips again.

Su Qingyu let out a light cry, bit his face in retaliation, but the hand around Liang Yu’s neck did not loosen.

After a while, remembering something, he spoke: “Husband.”

“Yes.”

“The room door… go lock it.”

Liang Yu turned his head to look at the half closed inner room door. Not knowing what mischief came to mind, he said decisively: “Not going.”

With that, he buried his head and continued his work. Su Qingyu’s whole body trembled from his doing. With the door not properly closed, he always felt uneasy. He grabbed the bedding and tried to crawl toward the edge of the bed, but Liang Yu grabbed his ankle and pulled him back. He hatefully punched the bedding, not knowing what Liang Yu touched, but Su Qingyu’s whole body went soft and he lay obediently still.

Don’t be fooled by Liang Yu’s thick brows and big eyes, looking all steady and reliable. In truth, he was the worst inside. He dared to touch anywhere and try any trick. Su Qingyu simply couldn’t resist and could only let him have his wild way.

What a pitiful little green fish!

…

After the lovemaking was done and they had cleaned up, Su Qingyu leaned against Liang Yu’s chest. Although his body was refreshed, his mind was still a bit muddled. When Liang Yu pulled him over, Su Qingyu subconsciously rubbed against Liang Yu’s chest. After a while, he spoke: “Husband.”

“Yes.”

“Tell me, when will we be able to have a child?”

Liang Yu had been resting with his eyes closed. Hearing this, he opened his eyes and looked down at the person in his arms. Su Qingyu didn’t raise his head, turning to bury his face in Liang Yu’s shoulder hollow, the tip of his ear pink.

Liang Yu didn’t answer immediately. His fingers slowly combed through his scattered hair, from the scalp to the ends. The pressure of his fingertips was firm, but the movement was not fast. After being pressed for a while, Su Qingyu’s head gradually grew less dizzy. He was so comfortable he wanted to close his eyes, but he couldn’t bear to, holding onto his consciousness and waiting for Liang Yu’s answer.

Seeing that the brows of the person in his arms had relaxed, Liang Yu finally spoke: “What’s the rush.”

Su Qingyu pressed his lips together, holding back his shyness and saying seriously: “I want to give my husband a child. My husband treats me so well, I want to…”

“Just because of this? You want to have one, is it because you like children, or because you feel you owe me?”

Su Qingyu opened his mouth, somewhat unable to figure it out himself, and leaned silently in his arms without speaking.

Liang Yu kissed him on the forehead and said in a gentle voice: “We’re not in a hurry.”

He placed his hand on Su Qingyu’s lower abdomen and rubbed it. That was Su Qingyu’s most private place, and also the safest place on his body, hiding the miracle of nature’s creation and what Liang Yu had left behind.

“We will have one.”

Su Qingyu’s nose stung, his eyes somewhat red. He responded in a muffled voice: “Yes.”