Chapter 21 - Reignited Lust (1/2)

Chapter 21: Reignited Lust

Translator: Léon

“I didn’t expect my uncle to come back all of a sudden. The house had been left unused for several years. It was my mother who had been in charge of finding someone to clean it up. I wouldn’t have chosen to open a party there if I had known my uncle would come back …”

“… We drank very late that night, and were almost drunk. The monitor was the last to go. When I saw him off, you chased after holding a bottle of beer. You were drunk, and you couldn’t tell who was saw. You saw my uncle at the door of the villa and thought it was me. You threw yourself up to him and hugged him and called out “Liangzi” to him. I wanted to pull you away from my uncle, but the monitor threw up all over me again. I had to help him get out first. When I got back, you were already asleep in bed, wearing pajamas, and my uncle said you threw up all over him …”

“What happened next?” Cross-legged, Shi Chen sat on the sofa, holding the phone in one hand and the pillow in the other unconsciously. “Did your uncle say anything else?”

“He asked if you were my classmate. I said yes, and then he left. I was afraid you’d feel embarrassed, so I didn’t tell you this. You wouldn’t remember it anyway when you woke up.”

Chen had a touch on his nose. He had no recollection of the matter. He had definitely no feeling of familiarity when he woke up seeing Qing Bo in the hospital that day, except that he felt Bo was so handsome.

“Well, then how do you know your uncle truly likes me?”

“My guts.”

“…”

“There’s something I’ve always wanted to tell you.”

“What?”

“Why not just die for being so stupid?”

Liang hung up the phone with this last sentence.

Chen put down his phone, scratched his head, and sat in a trance with a tangled face until someone came in.

“Feng Ma.” Chen got up and put on his slippers. “What’s up?”

Feng Ma went up to Chen and said, “I’m about to leave.”

“Leave?” Chen was dumbfounded. “Where are you going? Not coming back?”

“I’ll go home.” Feng Ma said, “Sir has given me a holiday off.”

“A holiday? How long?” His first reaction was that who would cook when Feng Ma was gone. Bo was still ill. His diet should definitely be taken good care of.

“I don’t know how many days. He said to wait for his call.” Feng Ma explained to Chen. “I have prepared all the ingredients for dinner. There’s sparerib soup in the casserole. Just turn it off in an hour and a half.”

As speaking, she took out a business card from her pocket and handed it to Chen, “This’s the phone number of the distributor at the fresh supermarket. You don’t have to go out to buy stuff. Just ask him to send it over if you need it.”

Chen took the card, stood there in silence for a moment, and then let out a stiff voice, “… Ah?”

“What are you trying to do?” Chen rushed into the bedroom and asked Bo, “Why do you give Feng Ma a holiday off for no reason? Who’s going to cook when she left?”

A book in his hand, Bo didn’t even look up. “You.”

“I can’t.”

“Then just learn.”

Chen felt angry as soon as he heard this, “Why should I learn?”

“It’s you who said to take care of me.” Bo closed the book and got out of bed. “Now, give me a bath first.”

Chen almost burst out laughing on his words, “Look at you … you old …”

“The old man has been injured and won’t recover as fast as you young people.” Hand leaning on the headboard, Bo bowed his head slightly and asked, “So are you gonna do it or not?”

When it came to Bo’s injured arm, Chen would just become a pussy for he had no reason to refuse any of his asks.

Due to “a little mistake” of Bo, Chen got his clothes wet in the middle of the bath. So, he simply took off his clothes and took a bath with him.

An hour later, they came out of the bathroom in bathrobes.

Flushed, Chen walked fast out of the bedroom, bowing his head. Bo leisurely lit himself a cigarette, and stood in front of the full-length window for a while after finishing smoking it, and then went downstairs.

In the kitchen, Chen uncovered the casserole, and was about to add salt in when Bo help him up. Bo went over to have a look, and slightly frowned, “You didn’t put in the corn?”

“Corn?” Chen froze. Feng Ma had not said anything of this.

“Put them in.” Bo pointed to the corn already cut into four segments on the chopping board.

“Now?” Chen turned around and had a suspicious look of it. “Can it be done to put in now?”

Bo had a touch on his ass and said with a smile, “Yes.”

Chen put the corn in, curled his mouth and said, “Then just answer it. Why do you touch me.”

“You don’t know what I am going to do?” Bo murmured to his ear, “Huh?”

Chen bowed his head in silence, with his ears slowly getting hot.

The more Chen reacted like this, the more yearningly Bo wanted to tease him. He bent down and held Chen into his arms. “Say it again.”

Chen was uncomfortable all over, twisting his body left and right, “Say what?”

“The words you just said in the bathroom.”

Chen flushed in an instant, “You, you obviously heard it.”

“I didn’t hear you clearly. Say it again.”

“No.” Were it not that Bo had shamelessly cornered him and done all kinds of dirty things, Chen would not have said that so quickly. After all, he just refused Bo the other day, and now he came back again. It couldn’t be more embarrassing and humiliating. “I won’t say it again.”

“Then, I’ll say. Xiao Shi, I like you.”