Chapter 35: Dog-Blood High Society
“Young Master Gu.”
The strange voice that came through the live stream was quite old.
Gu Xiu didn’t react, so the person took a few steps forward and walked into the camera’s range, much to the disappointment of the millions of viewers.
He was in his fifties or sixties, with half-white hair, and his dress and demeanor were like that of a butler or other service personnel.
Gu Xiu rubbed his eyes and said groggily, “Butler Tong?”
“Why did you drink so much?” Butler Tong also thought that he had only been away for a while, and Gu Xiu had managed to make a mess of the table and was so drunk he was swaying. He looked at the young man with concern and reminded him in a warm voice, “You should go back to your room to sleep. I’ll clean up here.”
Looking at the messy wine bottles, wine glasses, and bartending tools on the table, Gu Xiu was helpless. He could only nod heavily at Butler Tong and say politely, “Mm, sorry for the trouble.”
The two of them were quite polite to each other. Butler Tong’s identity was obvious, probably the butler of this mansion.
The viewers in the live stream were extremely disappointed. The next moment, Gu Xiu suddenly remembered the phone on the table and put it in his pocket, forgetting to turn off the live stream again.
The viewers quickly perked up again. The onlookers who were unwilling to give up were quietly lurking, waiting for the explosive corner to arrive.
Gu Xiu was dizzy from drinking. He found the bed and threw himself on it, lying on his stomach without moving, not even having the strength to wrap himself in the quilt.
The live stream phone was muffled in his pocket, the screen was black, and there was no new voice for a long time. The viewers waited until they gradually became impatient and left the live stream one by one.
This time, Gu Xiu didn’t feel like throwing up from being drunk. He slept like a log until he was woken up by an indescribable restlessness and heat. He rubbed against the quilt, turned his head, and opened his hazy, sleepy eyes. Just then, he saw the door being pushed open by a hand, and a man in a suit walked in.
“…Ninth Uncle?” Gu Xiu sat up from the bed, his hands propped between his bent knees, and asked uncertainly, “Didn’t you go to a party?”
【!!!!!!!!!!】
【What did I hear? Ninth Uncle?】
The viewers in the live stream immediately perked up.
Lu Shichen looked like he had rushed back. He was unbuttoning his suit as he went upstairs. After entering the door, he took off his jacket. Unfortunately, there was no coat rack at the door of Gu Xiu’s room, so he casually threw the expensive custom-made suit aside and strode towards Gu Xiu.
“Gu Xiu, are you okay?”
Lu Shichen asked tentatively, his hand subconsciously reaching out, but he suddenly stopped halfway.
Gu Xiu was definitely drunk. He couldn’t take advantage of him.
The consequence of the last time’s momentary pleasure was that Gu Xiu had ignored him for two days, not even coming out for meals. When he saw him, he was like a stressed bird, flapping its wings and running away, leaving a trail of dust and feather fragments.
After thinking for a moment, he changed to patting Gu Xiu’s shoulder. Like the steady elder from a few months ago, he first asked about his condition, “Are you uncomfortable? Do you want to throw up?”
Gu Xiu’s pair of red black eyes stared at him without blinking. Suddenly, his handsome brow furrowed hard, squeezing out two double eyelid folds, and he said fiercely, “Mm! I’ll throw up on you.”
Not only did it have no deterrent effect, but it also made people want to kiss him.
Lu Shichen hid the gentleness and smile in his eyes. Using the gentlemanly guise given to him by his silver-rimmed glasses, he raised his hand to the position he wanted, held the young man’s chin, and said nonchalantly, “Okay, throw up.”
Gu Xiu was at a loss for words, and his body also stiffened.
Lu Shichen’s palm was slightly cupped, as if he were really ready to catch his vomit at any time.
Gu Xiu brewed it for a while. His stomach was calm, but the place a little further up, the place that was pounding, was turbulent.
Lu Shichen waited patiently.
The result was that Gu Xiu, who was tilting his neck back, got tired first. His drunk head was also very heavy. He simply turned his head and found a palm to support his cheek. The scorching skin on his face could not feel the heat of the palm, but the cool feeling also made him feel at ease.
Since he took the initiative to snuggle, Lu Shichen took the opportunity to stroke him, his breath hot and heavy on the top of his head.
“Ninth Uncle, you should kick me out… kick me out of the country.”
As soon as the words fell, the hand that had been so compatible with him suddenly stopped moving.
It wasn’t until Gu Xiu, half-asleep, called out “Ninth Uncle” for the second time.
His scalp tightened. The man unceremoniously grabbed his hair and forced him to tilt his head back. The action was so forceful it was almost rude, and the possessiveness and madness in his eyes were overwhelming, but his voice could still be called gentle.
“How could I possibly kick you out?”
Gu Xiu had a hard time distinguishing his emotions for a moment. In his daze, the man’s thin lips kissed him fiercely, with a venting ferocity, and he bit him without a word.
Gu Xiu was bitten so hard he couldn’t even let out a monosyllabic hum. He wanted to take a sharp breath, but all he inhaled was the hot breath from the other’s mouth.
The two of them were in a heated battle of lips and teeth, lost in the moment, and had also forgotten the phone in Gu Xiu’s pocket.
【Ahhhhhhh, who is it? His voice is so magnetic and nice to listen to】
【He sounds quite young. Is it Teacher Gu’s little boyfriend?】
【Holy shit, they’re kissing again… so loudly】
After a long while, Lu Shichen finally gave him a mid-game break to catch his breath. He held Gu Xiu’s hot and flushed cheeks, their foreheads touching, and said word by word, “Be good and stay by my side, hmm?”
Gu Xiu did not dodge and sighed, “Impossible.”
It was less a rejection of this love and more that he himself was helpless.
Tonight, he no longer resisted Lu Shichen’s closeness as fiercely as before. In his half-hearted push and pull, he gradually sank into it, but he couldn’t help but sigh.
“Ninth Uncle… I’m leaving.”
But the current Lu Shichen was in no position to distinguish the unspoken meaning. His brain felt as if it had been cut by a sharp blade. He was dizzy, his heart was racing, and his fingers trembled as he tightly gripped Gu Xiu’s hair.
“Gu Xiu, stay by my side.”
The tone was not a question, not a request, but a command.
Gu Xiu was forced to tilt his head back.
“Stay by my side forever.”
Lu Shichen said with a trembling voice, but what he didn’t know was that right above his head, the lingering countdown pop-up that only Gu Xiu could see.
【Mission Countdown: 25 days.】
Time was getting tighter day by day.
When Gu Xiu’s gaze dodged, his bangs accidentally brushed against the other’s silver-rimmed glasses, as if it had triggered some kind of switch, releasing the other’s restraint as an elder.
Lu Shichen’s fingers traced from his cheek to his neck, feeling the abnormal heat of his skin. Then he held his shoulder and pushed him away a little, his eyes looking down.
After a moment’s pause, he asked, “Did you… drink that bottle of medicinal wine?”
Gu Xiu’s mind was chaotic. He shook his head, then nodded, and said indistinctly, “There’s a big ginseng… it’s not bitter or spicy, it’s fragrant.”
That’s it.
Lu Shichen was in a hurry to get back and didn’t watch the latter half of the live stream.
His fingertips followed Gu Xiu’s chin, down to that exquisite Adam’s apple, the beautiful little mole, and he asked in a hoarse voice, “Do you know what you drank?”
Gu Xiu looked confused. He was a lightweight. Even if he had drunk a medicinal wine with an aphrodisiac effect, and his body had already reacted truthfully, he was so slow to realize it that he was oblivious, and he couldn’t even read the crazy lust that was spreading in the man’s eyes.
“Those guys are always trying to find ways to please me. It’s not like they haven’t sent people to my bed. I’ve warned them, but there are still some who are self-righteous…” Lu Shichen said and let out a cold laugh. “They took a different approach and sent me this kind of wine. I didn’t expect Butler Tong not to dispose of it.”
It was good that he didn’t dispose of it.
Who would have thought that without any effort, Gu Xiu would have gotten himself drunk, and with a medicinal wine with a special effect at that, his mind was unclear, and he was pressing his hot body against him.
“I remember they told me at that time that even an eighty-year-old man could regain his vigor after drinking it.”
Gu Xiu’s brain was wrapped in a thick drunkenness, and it was working very slowly. Only when he heard this did he slowly react.
“Mmm…”
He couldn’t help but close his legs.
But before he could adjust his posture, Lu Shichen decisively pressed his knee up, blocking the middle, and his embarrassing abnormality was completely exposed.
“Is it uncomfortable?”
He was asking a concerned question, but his voice was faintly tinged with an excited smile.
“…”
Gu Xiu’s drunk brain was like it had rusted, but he still remembered to save face. He reflexively tried to cover it with his hand.
Lu Shichen moved faster, grabbed his wrist, and replaced it with his own hand, pressing down directly. He first scratched an itch through his pants, listening to Gu Xiu’s rapid breathing as if it were beautiful music. It wasn’t until the latter couldn’t bear it anymore and started to resist that he hooked his waistband.
A young man in his early twenties had a lot of energy, and his body was full of strength. A puff of hot air with white smoke came out, a solid amount.
He hadn’t moved yet, but Gu Xiu was already panting lowly, and he couldn’t help but rub against his palm.
Lu Shichen looked down, his parched throat bobbed again and again, and he asked with suppressed emotion, “Is it comfortable?”
Gu Xiu didn’t answer, so Lu Shichen was very malicious and held him tightly, not letting him go up or down, forcing him to spasm and tremble, and had to beg for mercy.
“Mmm… Ninth Uncle…”
Lu Shichen deliberately pretended not to understand. “What’s wrong, Ninth Uncle?”
“You, you let me go,” Gu Xiu sensed that his body was out of control, and even his mouth didn’t feel like his own. Shameful words came out one after another. “Or… you come, you help me. Ninth Uncle.”
The drunk Gu Xiu was unrestrained and also particularly honest: “Mmm, you’re good at it…”
Tonight, Lu Shichen had clearly not been drinking, but he was also as if he had been intoxicated by alcohol. Under Gu Xiu’s repeated calls and the temptation of his red and hot cheeks, an evil fire instantly spread throughout his body.
He put both his knees on the bed. As he moved, his peripheral vision inadvertently caught a glimpse of the black corner exposed from Gu Xiu’s pocket.
A phone?
…Wait.
He hurriedly regained a sliver of rationality, picked up his phone from the ground, and entered Gu Xiu’s live stream.
A screen full of “ahhhhhh” and “holy shit” rushed at him.
【It’s a miracle that this live stream hasn’t been banned yet】
【Ahhh, there’s nothing to ban, right! Nothing was shown! What’s wrong with listening to some midnight ASMR, family??】
Of course it wasn’t banned because “Gugujiu” was a streamer he had specifically taken care of.
【Hey, why is there no sound anymore?】
【!!! The top contributor is here??】
Lu Shichen was, after all, the top contributor who had spent seven figures in this live stream, and his presence was extremely strong.
【The top contributor came at just the right time】
【Ahhhhhh, a scene of catching a cheater is so exciting】
【Big brother, there’s nothing here! You must not overthink it!】
He had only come to confirm if Gu Xiu’s live stream was off, but he didn’t expect that his brief appearance in the live stream would attract so much attention.
Lu Shichen quickly exited the live stream, found the phone in Gu Xiu’s pocket, took it out backwards, and cautiously covered the camera, long-pressing to turn it off.
After dealing with those eavesdroppers, he confidently embraced Gu Xiu, who had taken the initiative to throw himself into his arms.
His arms were full, and his heart was also filled with a wonderful feeling, an unprecedented satisfaction. The nutty scent in his nostrils was fragrant and crispy, mixed with the mellow aroma of wine.
The two of them held each other and rubbed for a while. The intimate kisses were like water droplets falling into a raging fire, instantly turning into hissing white smoke. The fire did not diminish but instead grew stronger.
Rustling, fumbling, and after a long and fiery struggle, the obstructive clothes were finally stripped off by four hands.
Lu Shichen’s body temperature was much lower. Gu Xiu shivered and sobered up a little.
Directly above him, Lu Shichen’s glasses were long gone. His deep gray eyes stared at him, scorching as if they were real, greedily and thirstily licking every inch of his skin.
“…Ninth Uncle!” Gu Xiu took a deep breath, suddenly sobered up, and quickly said, “I’m also a top! We can’t…”
Lu Shichen didn’t care and leaned down to kiss him. “Mm, I know.”
Know what! Even if Gu Xiu was dizzy, he could see that he had no intention of giving up at all, but he was so weak he couldn’t resist. Gu Xiu racked his brains, trying to use their seniority to awaken the other’s rationality. “Ninth Uncle! You’re an elder…”
This had been useless last time, but this time it seemed to have an effect.
Lu Shichen sat up and went along with him, “Mm.”
It’s good that you still know you’re an elder! Gu Xiu let out a big sigh of relief, his fair, bare chest heaving like waves.
However, Lu Shichen was still pressing on his leg and not leaving. He took out a plastic raincoat that he had prepared from somewhere, bit it with his teeth, and gently tore it.
Gu Xiu was dumbfounded and couldn’t believe it. “I, I’m also…”
Lu Shichen calmly interrupted, “I know.”
But now…?
Gu Xiu’s brain had already crashed. He couldn’t understand the situation in front of him at all.
His lower body tightened slightly. He looked down and saw the man’s long and slender hands patiently and meticulously putting on the transparent little clothes for him.
After making sufficient preparations, Lu Shichen lifted his waist, then slowly, he sank down.
His brow furrowed in forbearance, and his jaw tensed into a sharp line.
Lu Shichen was used to forbearance. He gritted his teeth and took a few breaths, his breathing very low. After a brief adjustment, he lowered his head.
He gently held Gu Xiu’s face, accompanied by a helpless and tolerant sigh. “I’m the elder. I should have let you.”
