ITOTIABSAM | Young General | 93
At the fastest speed in his life, Gu Cong grabbed the young man's hand that was moving erratically on his chest.
Thump, thump. Thump, thump.
His heart was beating uncontrollably, and he wanted to retort, but he couldn't find the words. Besides, it would be too embarrassing to get out of bed and change rooms at this moment.
Even though his hand was restrained, the young man showed no signs of stopping. His feet kicked at Gu Cong under the covers, not too hard but not too light, as if silently demanding to be released.
It was the first time they shared a bed since leaving the capital, and it was already turning into a failure. What could he do in the future? Clenching his teeth, Gu Cong used a clever maneuver to clamp down on the young man's restless legs, using both his arms and legs to lock the other person tightly in his embrace.
The mischievous hand was pulled down along with the waist, and the man's arm was tightly wrapped around him, while his legs were trapped as if between two stones, unable to break free despite all of his tricks.
The disparity in strength was too great, and even though Xie Ye had countless tricks up his sleeve, at this moment he could only stay obediently.
In his consciousness, 1101 desperately covered its mouth, trying hard not to laugh out loud.
Despite appearing firm, Gu Cong waited until Xie Ye fell asleep before closing his eyes.
Worried that his weight would hinder the other's blood flow, Gu Cong loosened his grip on Xie Ye as his breathing gradually steadied, only gently embracing him.
The consequence of this action was that the next morning, Gu Cong was awakened by the stuffiness in his chest.
The beds at the inn were naturally not as spacious as those at the general's mansion. Gu Cong was tall and long-limbed, and accustomed to sleeping alone, so his sleeping posture was not very disciplined. Combined with the narrow space, the young man was probably squeezed by himself and gave up the slightly cramped inner side, completely lying on him, with his head resting on his shoulder.
The candle that had not been extinguished last night had long burned out. It was just dawn, and the inn was extremely quiet. The young man slept soundly, with his eyelashes drooping and curling like butterfly wings, rising and falling with his breath.
His body acting faster than his brain, Gu Cong raised his hand and gently touched him.
The pure black "butterfly" trembled slightly but remained closed.
To be honest, although Xie Ye was tall, his body was slender. After becoming conscious, this bit of weight was nothing to Gu Cong. Feeling a bit childish, he used his fingertips to count the young man's thick eyelashes, one by one, carefully.
When he reached the twenty-second lash, Xie Ye opened his eyes.
He had always been extremely vigilant, and even though he was sleeping next to Gu Cong and being manipulated like this, it was impossible for him not to feel anything. Seeing that he had woken the person up, General Gu immediately stopped his actions as if nothing had happened.
"Good morning."
As soon as he spoke, his chest vibrated. The newly awakened Xie Ye then realized that he had somehow switched to a new bed at some point, one that was soft and just right, as if made of flesh.
His throat was a little dry from just waking up, and he still remembered the barbaric behavior of someone last night who had embarrassed him. As a form of retaliation, he elbowed him firmly in the abdomen, intending to get up, but he was held down.
"Don't move."
The voice suddenly became hoarse for a moment, and Gu Cong took a breath. "Your... knee..."
When he fell asleep at night, the young man automatically found the most comfortable position, with his legs slightly bent and resting in between. Previously, all of Gu Cong's attention had been on counting the eyelashes, so he hadn't felt anything. But now, when the other wanted to get up, every movement caused a friction, and in his morning state, he couldn't control his instinctive reaction.
Xie Ye also stiffened.
It wasn't because of the heat transmitted through the fabric of the blanket, but because of the increasingly obvious contour by his legs. In this world, Gu Cong's physique was indeed larger than in previous worlds, but everything had proportionally increased, which seemed exaggerated and absurd.
Rustling sounds ensued as the blanket slipped completely from his shoulder to pile up at his waist, yet neither paid it any mind. Despite knowing that pushing the young man away would be the most appropriate choice at this moment, Gu Cong's arms stubbornly pressed him back into his embrace again, repeating, "Don't move."
"It'll be over in a moment."
Xie Ye deeply doubted the truthfulness of this statement.
However, at this point, he had no other choice but to let Gu Cong stroke him like a cat, running his fingers through his hair, along his spine, soothing him stroke by stroke.
It wasn't until it took Gu Cong longer than expected to completely calm down that he finally became serene.
After a full night of rest, the leading General Gu looked somewhat lackluster. When the team set out again, Lu Jin, who was the most observant among them, was the first to notice something was off. "Did you have an argument with Master Xie?"
Gu Cong shot two icy glares at him.
"You didn’t argue? Then why don't you go talk to him?" Lu Jin shivered in response, swiftly urging his horse to retreat a bit, but his mouth didn't stop.
Gu Cong remained silent.
They are both men and now married, he shouldn't feel embarrassed, let alone have a reason to avoid the other person. But just now, the moment Gu Cong couldn't control himself and pressed the young man back into his arms, Gu Cong suddenly realized that he actually wanted to continue.
This realization startled Gu Cong himself.
For the past thirty years, his need in this regard was almost nonexistent. Even in the rare instances when he needed to deal with it himself, it was infrequent. At worst, a splash of cold water and some target practice would restore things to normal.
But this morning, he almost couldn't resist.
If the young man hadn't stayed still and calmly laid on top of him, not moving at all, Gu Cong might have...
Perhaps he had also startled Xie Ye. With his lips tightly pursed, Gu Cong regretted it. Even though he had clearly expressed to the young man that he wouldn't leave or remarry, everything this morning was still too abrupt.
It seemed like he had leaned closer to the young man's neck, sniffed and nuzzled, lingered for a long time, and almost bit down.
The more he recalled, the more chaotic his thoughts became. Gu Cong ignored Lu Jin, who was making faces beside him, and turned his head, discreetly glancing at the curtain-draped carriage. Without warning, he flicked the reins.
1101, who had been confined in a small dark room for a while, looked confused. "What's going on? Did you try my 'eat what you lack' method?" Otherwise, why would Gu Cong be walking alone at the front?
But Xie Ye replied, "No."
[But I kinda wanted to try it.]
After teasing and running away, someone really had some nerve. From the moment he started washing up, he kept a safe distance of eight hundred meters from himself. He wanted to see how long the other person could endure, leaving him hanging.
With a smile in his tone, Xie Ye ended his sentence. But 1101 sensed a hint of bitterness in it and weakly retorted, "What about before..."
Xie Ye responded calmly, "Before?"
"Nothing," 1101 shook its head vigorously like a tambourine. "Let's try it! Let's try it now!"
As soon as the words fell, the curtain of the carriage was lifted with a swish.
In a display of skill, the man who should have been leading the way at the front jumped off his horse, took a step, and accurately stepped onto the wooden beam outside the carriage, then climbed in.
"The road ahead is difficult, and we need someone to drive." He put his index finger and thumb to his mouth and whistled, signaling his horse to turn and follow Lu Jin. Gu Cong explained with a tense expression.
Immediately, 1101 saluted obediently. "Reporting to the host, the road ahead is the official road, very smooth."
Knowing that the other party was making excuses, Xie Ye, taking a leaf out of someone's book, leisurely retrieved paper and pen from a hidden compartment in the carriage. Without touching the other party, he wrote:
【An old horse knows the way.】
【I dare not trouble General.】
"It's not General."
With a slightly deeper complexion, Gu Cong casually waved away the paper with the writing on it and held Xie Ye's wrist firmly. "It's husband."
So, even if it was abrupt, rude, or feared to annoy the other person, what he should do was not to avoid it. Instead, he should set aside all inexplicable concerns, sincerely exchange his true feelings, and honestly reveal everything about himself to the young man, getting closer to him.
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Lol, hook again.tq
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