Chapter 44.1
Lu Yao’s kiss was different from what Yu Le was used to.
Lu Yao was usually calm, gentle, and exceptionally patient, always attentive to Yu Le’s feelings. However, tonight, Lu Yao completely overturned this impression.
It was like a culmination of pent-up passion; every touch of his arm and every slightly rough kiss expressed an intense desire for the person in his arms.
He was so infatuated, so overwhelmed with love, that he didn’t know what to do or what methods to use to make Yu Le fully feel his explosive affection.
Yu Le was in a state of bewilderment and semi-consciousness, struggling against the constraint, but he couldn’t help but sink into the feeling of being completely controlled.
He felt like the most favored planet in the universe, wrapped in a warm night, or like a star falling from the sky into the sea, continuously sinking in invisible arms.
It was only when the air was almost depleted that he thought about struggling to surface.
Lu Yao briefly pulled back, his scorching kiss lingering on Yu Le’s lips.
Yu Le felt weak all over, his arms and legs unable to support his back. His whole weight relied on his captor. He breathed heavily, slowly recovering his oxygen-deprived brain.
However, Lu Yao did not give him much time to regain his freedom.
A beast in the midst of feeding finds it difficult to stop even once, let alone expect any self-restraint.
Yu Le’s numb lips hadn’t even fully recovered their sensitivity when they were taken into Lu Yao’s mouth again.
He was overwhelmed by the kiss, the fierce onslaught leaving no room for response. Occasionally, due to the lack of skill, his teeth accidentally grazed areas beyond his control, which often led to even deeper attacks.
After the rainy season, the weather was dry. If a spark is not controlled, it can ignite a wildfire.
Fortunately, the chilly night wind swept through the corridor, causing the lanterns to sway and casting dappled shadows on the walls, bringing a tentative cooling effect.
Yu Le rested his chin on Lu Yao’s shoulder, gasping for air, still feeling weak in his legs.
He lightly clutched the fabric of Lu Yao’s arm with his fingertips and buried his face in Lu Yao’s neck, where the temperature was even cooler than on his face.
Lu Yao held him, soothingly kissing his hair and the shell of his ear.
“You were just like you wanted to devour me.”
Yu Le’s voice was hoarse, sounding like he was accusing someone with a mix of frustration and a touch of sulkiness.
Lu Yao smiled, “Do you still want to follow my pace?”
Yu Le was silent for a long while, then lifted his head to look at Lu Yao, creating some distance between them.
His eyes were still tinged with red, clear and bright as if washed with water, so transparent that one could gaze into them deeply.
The arms wrapped around his waist tightened, and Lu Yao’s Adam’s apple moved involuntarily. Clearly, someone who had tasted the sweetness was eager for more.
Yu Le wrapped his arms around Lu Yao’s neck, his fingers gently tracing the scar on Lu Yao’s forehead, then moving to the center of his brow, sliding down his nose, and lightly trembling when touching his perfectly shaped lips, as if burned, but he did not pull away.
He then leaned in and kissed Lu Yao’s lips.
Unlike the earlier fierce and stormy kiss, this one was just a simple, innocent press of lips to lips, pure and free of any distracting thoughts, like a kitten showing affection, purely expressing his feelings.
“I want it.”
He embraced Lu Yao, their foreheads touching, smiling, and gazing at each other closely.
No one could hide the emotions in their eyes, so they let them flow freely like tides guided by the moonlight.
“I like this pace.”
“Mr. Lu, I give you permission to do anything you want to me without needing my consent.”
His words were a decree, an indulgence, and the key to unlock the cage and chains.
As soon as his sentence ended, he was again enveloped by Lu Yao’s intense, overwhelming passion, with Lu Yao’s large hand gripping the back of his head, not allowing him to retreat or escape.
Yu Le closed his eyes, lifting his head to feel every breath Lu Yao released on his face, neck, and ear.
When Lu Yao’s warm lips touched his sensitive earlobe, Yu Le couldn’t help but shiver. In his dazed state, he heard Lu Yao’s husky voice:
“That night, you said you were sleepless until late, and I didn’t tell you that I dreamed about you all night.”
“Everything in the dream was about you.”
In August of the Gregorian calendar and the beginning of autumn in the lunar calendar, marking the harvest season.
What Yu Le didn’t expect was that not only were the fruits and crops on the mountain abundant, but their inn also had an unexpected “harvest”—Da Huang was pregnant.
“Why? I don’t understand.”
This was the fifth time Yu Le asked Lu Yao this question in one day: “Animals usually go into heat in the spring, right? It’s already autumn now.”
Perhaps due to the pregnancy, Da Huang was especially docile, snuggling comfortably in Yu Le’s arms, not moving at all.
Lu Yao turned and patted Da Huang’s head: “It’s not always in the spring. Some animals have long heat periods; otherwise, how would stray cats and dogs have three litters a year?”
Yu Le sighed heavily.
Lu Yao asked, “What’s wrong?”
Yu Le said, “I feel like my pet is being ruined. I don’t know if Shui Cai can be a good father.”
Lu Yao laughed in surprise: “Are you silly? Shui Cai isn’t a cat dad.”
Yu Le: “I’ve read many articles where male cats are often scoundrels, getting female cats pregnant and then disappearing, leaving the female cats to take care of the kittens alone. Now that Da Huang is pregnant and the scoundrel is missing, Shui Cai is still here with Da Huang, which is no different from being a father.”
Lu Yao thought about it and found that Yu Le had a point.
“It’s okay. It’s fun to have a few more little ones in the yard,” Lu Yao said. “After Da Huang has this litter, we’ll take her to get spayed.”
Ye Bao’s grandfather came by and asked if Lu Yao was around.
Lu Yao answered from the corridor, then turned to Yu Le: “Ye Bao’s family is holding an ancestral memorial today, and the young people are all away. I’ll go help them copy the memorial tablets and be back in the afternoon.”
Yu Le nodded and waved his hand: “Alright, goodbye.”
Lu Yao took Yu Le’s hand and kissed it: “Don’t nap too long, or you won’t be able to sleep tonight.”
After Lu Yao left, Yu Le stayed in the corridor with Da Huang for a while. When Da Huang couldn’t sit still and went downstairs to find Shui Cai, Yu Le got up, dusted off his clothes, and went back to his room.
He had been feeling too leisurely lately; the manuscript was already submitted, and there was nothing to do. The afternoon weather always made him sleepy, so he often napped until just before dinner and then couldn’t sleep at night.
Evening boredom was more unbearable than daytime boredom, so Yu Le decided to break the habit of napping starting today.
He borrowed a popular TV drama from Wen Yuan, opened his tablet, and lay on the bed, propping his chin up as he watched.
The characters and plot were good. He watched fifteen episodes in one go, his eyes feeling sore and a yawn making his eyes watery.
The setting sun’s afterglow streamed into the room through the window slits, hitting Yu Le’s lower back. He checked the time—it was almost six o’clock—and still felt a bit sleepy.
Maybe a light nap wouldn’t hurt?
Just as this thought crossed his mind, a warm presence pressed against his back.
