Chapter 12: Never done it before

Meanwhile, Madam Lin’s body was already unbearable for her. Hearing the man’s low and masculine voice, sensing that he was right next to her, and remembering the large and long dark shadow she saw under the robe when the man knelt...

Madam Lin closed her eyes tightly, trying to force the image away.

And yet she was already breaking down, all these things just made her realize that she was no longer the same person.

A woman’s natural instincts were vastly different, they could at least suppress these kinds of desires after only slight discomfort by distracting themselves.

But a man was very different.

The manhood on her lower body kept twitching, she could feel the hardness against her abdomen, and it was making her feel more and more breathless.

So hot, so painful, I can’t breathe...

Suddenly, the blanket around her body was violently pulled away, and the boy rolled on the bed a few times, the robe finally loosening.

After a dizzying moment when the world suddenly turned, Madam Lin found herself limply lying on the bed, soaked in sweat, and her entire body flushed red as she heaved gasping breaths.

The boy’s robe was loose, not even covering any of the private parts that needed to be covered, only barely holding together by the waist, yet the flushed chest covered by the luster of sweat and the proudly standing reddish pink manhood were there for anyone to see.

The boy’s amber gaze was dazed, the long lashes still had tears hanging on them, and the corners of his amber eyes were red as he met the shocked gaze of the towering and sturdy man standing above him. The lips that had become a rosy red due to passion parted slightly, and a pink tongue vaguely peeked out.

"Painful... It’s so painful. What should I do," the boy sobbed. Like someone who had lost his soul, he reached out his arms towards the frozen man. "Please, please..."

"Everyone, out!" Hou Yizhen threw the blanket back on the boy as if shocked by an electric taser.

The housekeeper and the male servant who was waiting by the door were shocked by the master’s sudden roar. Fearing the master’s volatile temper, they immediately bowed and left the room.

What the hell?!

What the hell was wrong with this little bastard?!

To think he, Hou Yizhen, thought the boy was in great grief, when turned out to be in a massive hard on!

"Fuck, what ’s wrong with you!" Hou Yizhen ran a hand on his hair roughly, both angry and a little disgusted. "Do you even know what you’re doing, huh? You’re asking a man to jerk you off. Stop looking at me, do you want me to poke your eyes out?"

The boy looked at him aggrievedly, his gaze was filled with both grievances and lust. "But it’s so painful..."

"Then do it yourself. Did I cut off your hands?"

"No, it’s scary..."

Scary? What man was scared of his own little brother?

Hou Yizhen closed his eyes, taking a deep breath.

People said he had no patience at all, but he just felt that his patience was actually quite good, considering that he had not yet beaten up this little bastard black and blue.

After opening his eyes, he looked down at the boy squirming on the bed. "You really don’t want to do it?"

The boy shook his head in a daze, his eyes losing focus again but still staring at him.

Hou Yizhen finally moved.

Striding forward, he picked up the boy by the armpits, strode towards the bathroom, kicked the door open, and put the boy inside the bathtub. Then he pushed the water control buttons until a waterfall poured out from above, filling the bathtub with water.

Shhh... Splashing sounds of water filled the air inside the bathroom.

Only when he heard the boy coughing and choking on water did Hou Yizhen finally turn the water off.

The boy was still coughing.

The man was silent, watching the boy coldly until the latter stopped his coughs. Finally, he spoke.

"Have you finally calmed down?"

"..."

The boy did not speak and only buried his face on his knees.

Silence fell in the bathroom, except for the sound of water dripping.

Hou Yizhen wanted to curse, but just as he was about to start scolding the boy again, the boy finally raised his head sideways, and the reddened amber eyes met Hou Yizhen’s.

"I’m sorry, Uncle Hou," the boy apologized gloomily. "I keep troubling you. You must hate me so much now."

By the end of his words, there seemed to be a lump in his throat.

The boy bit his lips and lowered his head obediently, waiting for him to speak.

It felt like punching soft cotton with his fists, in the end, Hou Yizhen could not continue the harsh words about to slip from the tip of his tongue.

He was really not good with the soft ones, even with Sister Yufei, he always lost. But Sister Yufei was his sworn sister, and Hou Yizhen always had a chauvinistic state of mind that he should not argue with women.

This person was clearly a man, but why did it feel almost the same?

"Fuck." The man uttered an expletive.

The boy’s bare shoulders trembled.

Hou Yizhen took a deep breath. Then he leaned against the wall and crossed his arms over his chest.

"Let’s talk properly. I originally thought that it will be easy to take care of a grown up boy, and that you are already an independent person who knows how to take care of yourself, but I’m starting to feel that that is not the case."

To Hou Yizhen, these words were already quite subdued, but to Madam Lin, these words were scathing.

She had nothing to say in her defense. It is true that she had only been causing trouble since coming here.

Regardless of whether Madam Lin was a man or woman in her previous life, she still had lived until the age of fifty five, a relatively long life back in the Song Dynasty. She had been a mature and sensible person who no longer cried easily after her mother-in-law died, because she had become the matriarch.

Yet in this new world, she was utterly useless, just because she could not accept the new reality.

The man continued.

"I don’t know what fantasies you have about me, but I want to tell you as early as now that it’s impossible. I am straight, and I am also your uncle. I only see you as my nephew. If you cannot accept that, then..." Hou Yizhen gritted his teeth. "Then I can only act despicable and break my words to your grandfather, and violate the vow I made at your mother’s funeral to take care of you."

"Lin Feng, I hope you think things through. I really don’t want to break my promises."

The boy was silent, as if thinking very deeply. Then, finally coming to a decision, the boy looked at Hou Yizhen, seeming to gather all his courage.

"I am not used to lying," the boy sincerely said. "I... I indeed have those unspeakable thoughts."

Hou Yizhen’s expression remained the same, but his brow lightly twitched.

Sensing the man’s impatience, the boy softly added, "Don’t worry, I also know those thoughts are not right and proper, so I am doing my best to suppress them. I am still in the process of getting over this. although slow, I promise not to disturb you as much as possible."

"Perhaps..." the boy smiled wryly. "Perhaps, I just need to look around a bit more. Time often takes care of the rest. I just hope that... you will not hate me so much. Honestly, I had always been straight before this, suddenly encountering this situation made me act up a little too much."

Madam Lin was straight, and Lin Feng was straight.

But fate just had to mix it all up.

Hou Yizhen was quiet after hearing the boy’s sincere words.

He is really honest, the man could not help but think.

Hou Yizhen was aware of his own appearance and charm. He had always attracted countless admirers, both men and women alike.

The sensible ones backed off after one refusal, but there were many persistent people who just were annoying.

Usually, when Hou Yizhen so ruthlessly exposed the other person’s thoughts, they would at least make a show of pretending to be strong and saying that they did not like him, hoping to keep their self-esteem intact.

There were also some who would act like a white lotus and say that they can never forget him, but he could feel that their intentions were not quite pure, and even if they have pure intentions, Hou Yizhen still disliked the idea of others pining for him, fantasizing about him.

In the end, many people end up feeling affronted, showing their thorns, and eventually saying nasty things before Hou Yizhen could finally have peace.

Hou Yizhen had enough sense to feel that this boy Lin Feng was not simply acting pretentious, but really thought this way.

Just for this, he was willing to give the boy a chance. What could he do when the boy was under his ward?

"Alright, I’ll try to believe you. In any case, I will not be staying here. I have my own house at the second and third rings, so you can stay here by yourself."

The boy nodded.

Seeing the boy’s obedience, the thorns on Hou Yizhen’s body settled a bit, and his male chauvinism was satisfied.

Then he remembered something. "By the way, earlier, why do you have to endure that instead of just taking care of it?"

The boy’s face looked blank for a moment before flushing red in understanding. Embarrassed, he buried his face on his knees again.

"I... I don’t know how..."

Hou Yizhen did not believe it at all. "Don’t talk nonsense. Men naturally know how to do these things. You are already this old, and you’re telling me you dont know? You’re saying that you have never done it with your hands before?"

Stull burying his head on his knees, the boy furiously shook his head. "I have never done it before!"

Lin Feng had indeed used his hands a few times, but very rarely, because he was almost never in contact with anything that could trigger his urges.

Madam Lin herself had never touched her privates in that kind of way!

But immediately after saying these words, Madam Lin was deflated.

Because Hou Yizhen was clearly asking about Lin Feng.

Seeing the boy’s red ears and flushed neck, Hou Yizhen was taken aback.

...For real?