Young Master Gu, Please Be Gentle

Little Munchkin lay alone on the soft bed, drifting in and out of consciousness. He rolled to the left and couldn’t find his Mommy, so he rolled to his right, but couldn’t feel his Daddy there either. He blinked a few times and opened his eyes, calling out sweetly, “Mommy… Daddy…”

In the bathroom.

Tang Mo’er was surprised to hear his sweet voice, and pushed against Gu Mohan’s chest with both her hands. “Niuniu is awake.”

Gu Mohan didn’t let her go, pushing her onto the wall and as he continued to kiss her wildly. “It’s alright. Niuniu isn’t awake, he’s just sleeptalking.”

Really?

“I’m worried. I want to go and see him… mm!”

Her lips were sealed as he kissed her incessantly, full of need and want. Her lips were already swollen. As he did, Tang Mo’er listened carefully. Little Munchkin had indeed stopped talking, and had gone back to sleep.

Now she could relax.

She felt a sharp pain in her lips as he bit her. “Pay attention.”

Tang Mo’er was speechless.

Tang Mo’er’s fair skin turned red as she gazed at him dewy-eyed, before hitting him with her small fists.

He was thinking about such trivial matters even though their son was right outside, even blaming her for not paying attention.

Hmpf! She pouted and pretended to be angry.

Gu Mohan swallowed and bit her again.

Hiss.

He bit hard, and this time Tang Mo’er frowned in pain. “What did I do wrong this time? Why are you biting me like that?”

“You keep seducing me! And getting me all excited!”

Tang Mo’er was speechless.

She suddenly thought of something. “That’s right, is Gu Xiao’er coming back?”

Gu Xiao’er.

Gu Mohan’s handsome face shifted, his thin lips brushing against her delicate nose. “Do you want him to come back, hm?”

He looked right at her, his gaze as sharp as an eagle’s, as though he could see through her inner thoughts.

Tang Mo’er felt that his gaze was strange and asked, “What do you mean?”

“Gu Xiao’er has taken a liking to you and wants to sleep with you.”

What? Tang Mo’er was speechless.

Tang Mo’er moved her gaze away awkwardly as she thought of the rebellious gambler, Gu Xiao’er.

But two long fingers caught hold of her delicate chin and turned her face back to face him. “Will you let him sleep with you?”

His probing tone was as though he thought she was going to make a cuckold out of him. Tang Mo’er glared at him with dewy eyes. “Gu Xiao’er is you. The two of you are the same person!”

“We’re different people. Mo’er, you cannot sleep with him, do you understand?” Gu Mohan warned her seriously.

“Alright.”

Tang Mo’er pushed him away and stood under the shower head. She rubbed the milk bubbles in her hand and asked, “Mr Gu, would you like me to wash your back?”

Gu Mohan hugged her and said huskily, “I don’t want you to wash my back, I want you to give me a daughter!”

“But, what if our second child is a son?”

“What are you saying?” Gu Mohan’s expression darkened suddenly. She was saying that he couldn’t give them a daughter. Then wasn’t he fated to be laughed at by Fu Qinglun forever?

He reached out with his large palms and trapped her in his embrace. “Then we’ll try until we get a daughter!”

In the outskirts.

It was already dark, and there were a few white tents set up in the forest with a few torches gathered outside. Watching over this was the The West Duke Tang Chenyi’s secret guard.

The tent was filled with warm light and flourishing music. Mei’er was dancing in Ah Jiao’s room.

Mei’er had on a long skirt and a cropped halter top that revealed her midriff. She was dancing with her feet bare and she had two red bells on her delicate wrists, which would ring charmingly whenever she twisted her body.

Tang Chenyi picked up a cup of wine and took a sip of the strong liquor in it. He glanced at Jun Xiqing, and saw that he was already completely riveted. His small mouth gaped open, and he looked as though she was about to drool.

“Brother Qing, let’s have a toast.”

Jun Xiqing quickly snapped back to reality at the sound of the man’s voice. She picked up her cup of wine, but when she saw that it contained white wine, she laughed and said, “Sorry West Duke, but I don’t know how to drink wine.”

Tang Chenyi narrowed his deep cold eyes and gave a smile that didn’t quite reach his eyes. He got up and walked over to Jun Xiqing. Grabbing her small hands, he poured the white wine he was holding down her throat. “Brother Qing, you’re already 18 this year. You’re already considered a grown man. How can a grown man not know how to drink wine?”

Jun Xiqing swallowed the strong white wine without resistance. How strong!

She coughed and spluttered.

Pressing her hands against her chest, she bent over, coughing a few more times. Her throat burned and was extremely uncomfortable. She glared at Tang Chenyi angrily. “West Duke, you just forced me to drink, how ungentlemanly!”

Jun Xiqing stuck her tongue out at him as she said this.

Tang Chenyi looked at her. This boy really liked sticking out his tongue. From his angle, he could see that his tongue was small and delicate.

He reached out to stroke her ordinary face. “How did President Jun bring you up that you’re so feminine?”

Feminine?

He dared call her feminine?

She was a girl dressed as a boy. She was originally a girl!

Jun Xiqing reached out with her small hands to slap his hand away. He was touching her face, and no guy had ever touched her face before.

How rude!

“West Duke, speak nicer and take your hand away!”

But Tang Chenyi didn’t take his hand away. Her face was as smooth as silk from Jiangnan. Tang Chenyi was reminded of the unrivaled beauty described in the book, who was servile by nature.

Lord, he actually had these feelings towards a guy. Tang Chenyi chuckled lightly.

“West Duke.” At this moment, Mei’er’s sweet voice rang out. “Mei’er is dancing here, yet you’re playing around with your little brother. Is Mei’er’s dance not as charming as this little brother?”

Mei’er felt extremely humiliated. Her teary look of sorrow was enough to seduce most men into embracing her and loving her.

Mei’er had been studying the art of seduction ever since she was a child in Ah Jiao’s Room. She was almost lethally alluring to men.

Tang Chenyi let go of Jun Xiqing’s face and went back to his own couch. He hooked an arm around Mei’er.

Mei’er took advantage of this to twist her body, until her entire body was on Tang Chenyi’s sturdy thighs.

“Jealous? The West Palace sent you over to teach me about the matters between a man and a woman. Now your Duke will give you an opportunity to demonstrate.” With that, Tang Chenyi lay on the couch lazily, smiling at Mei’er.

Mei’er’s eyes revealed infatuation and adoration. It was rumored that the West Duke had been born in troubled times, causing all the famous girls in Country A to fall for him. As the rumors said, he was indeed dashingly handsome and unique to the world, and had the aura of a king.

“West Duke, Mei’er will start now.”

Mei’er batted her eyelashes prettily and climbed down slowly, her hands starting to undo Tang Chenyi’s belt.