Chapter 26
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The child was stunned by his calm demeanor.
A grown man saying something like that, how could he not be embarrassed?
The doctor was completely unfazed, “Comfort me.”
“How… how do I comfort you?”
“You don’t even know how to comfort someone? Do I have to teach you? You’re so stupid; you’ll definitely piss me off often in the future, so you’ll have to comfort me frequently. Otherwise, how can you say you’re good to me?”
“Uh… Then, then you teach me.”
“It’s simple. Do what I say, and if you make me happy, that’s enough.”
Jinbao instinctively scooted back a bit, feeling certain it had something to do with this. You couldn’t blame him for being suspicious; he had suffered too much from this before.
The doctor tightly grasped his waist, patted his butt, and smiled reassuringly, “What are you thinking? Didn’t you see I’m injured? It’s not that.”
The more he smiled, the more uneasy the kid felt. “Then what do you want?”
“I’m going to teach you how to take care of me.”
“Take care of you…”
“Yeah, before, it was always me taking care of you. Now that I’m injured, it’s your turn, right?”
“When did you ever take care of me?”
“Didn’t you enjoy yourself when we were doing it? I was the one putting in all the effort while you just lay there.”
Jinbao didn’t expect him to discuss the division of labor in such a matter without batting an eye, and he stammered, “What do you mean, I… you can’t… that’s not… I… I was tired too!”
“You were tired because you were messing around. If you cooperated with me properly, I guarantee you wouldn’t be tired.”
The child jumped up, his fingers trembling as he pointed at him, “You were the one who insisted on being forceful!”
“How was I forceful? Last time, didn’t you agree to it?”
“Uh…”
“Aren’t we a couple? What’s wrong with us doing this?” The doctor’s face suddenly darkened. “Or are you trying to go back on your word?”
“I’m not going back on my word! I… I didn’t say it’s not okay, but you weren’t talking about that just now…”
“Since you said it’s okay, why don’t you cooperate with me? If you don’t cooperate, you’re only making it harder on yourself, aren’t you?”
“But…”
“If you don’t cooperate, not only do you suffer, but I also have to put in extra effort. Every time I make sure you’re comfortable, I’m exhausted. I put so much effort into this, and now it’s your turn to take care of me, is that too much to ask?”
“Uh…” The child thought for a long time but couldn’t find anything wrong with what he said, leaving him without a retort. Suddenly, a flash of realization came to him. Feeling both shy and a bit embarrassed, he blushed and asked, “When you say ‘take care of you,’ do you mean… do you mean I… do that to you for once?”
Que Siming didn’t expect where this was going. He was stunned at first, then became furious and embarrassed. “Bullshit, I dare you!”
The kid looked a bit disappointed, pouting as he stared at him.
The divine doctor angrily said, “You’ve pissed me off again.”
Jinbao felt a bit wronged and quietly said, “I was just asking, alright? If you don’t want to, fine. Why are you acting like a kid?”
Que Siming suddenly grabbed his hand, and with a forceful kick to the back of his knees, Jinbao, caught off guard, fell to his knees in front of him with a thud.
Jinbao cursed and was just about to get up when Que Siming wrapped his legs around his waist.
The kid felt really aggrieved. “What are you doing? Do I really have to kneel for you? I just misspoke, is this necessary?”
The divine doctor smiled with a crooked grin and slowly started untying his pants, right in front of Jinbao’s wide, bull-like eyes.
“You… what are you doing…”
The divine doctor, acting like a total rogue, pulled out his treasure and held it in front of Jinbao’s face, commanding from above, “Suck it.”
Jinbao’s face turned beet red.
Suck… suck it… Either he misunderstood, or Que Siming misspoke… suck it?
“You’re not fooling me. I’m teaching you, now be good and open your mouth.”
Jinbao stared at the large, half-hard thing right in front of him, feeling like every hair on his body was standing on end. He tried to push Que Siming’s legs away and run.
“I’m telling you, if you move again, I’ll just fuck that hole of yours. Either you serve me well, and I won’t be mad at you, or I’ll make sure you can’t get out of bed for three days.”
Que the bully’s threat was quite effective. From previous experiences, Jinbao knew he couldn’t resist. If he angered this pervert, he’d be the one to suffer.
Seeing that the hard approach was working, Que softened his tone, gently caressing Jinbao’s face. “Be good. I always take good care of you; it’s only fair you do the same for me.”
“This is just something between husband and wife. It’s going to happen sooner or later, so you might as well practice now. That way, when I’m mad in the future, you’ll know how to appease me.”
As he coaxed him, Que’s fingers brushed over Jinbao’s lips, slowly slipping inside.
The kid looked up, his eyes pitifully wide and red-rimmed from being cornered.
If he knew that this expression would immediately arouse the beastly Que Siming, he would have buried his face in the ground.
Seeing that thing gradually harden, Que became increasingly impatient, ordering, “Open your mouth.”
Jinbao struggled internally for a long time, but still couldn’t bring himself to do it.
No matter how flowery Que’s words were, putting a man’s thing in his mouth was just… disgusting.
Que Siming’s expression suddenly became sorrowful. “You can’t even do this little thing for me, and you say you care about me?”
“You think it’s disgusting? Didn’t you say you like me? You won’t do something that makes me happy, and it’s not like I’m asking you to bleed or die for me. If you think I’m disgusting, why did you say those things? You were just lying to me, weren’t you?”
“No, I wasn’t lying to you.”
“Then you think I’m disgusting.”
Jinbao hurriedly explained, “I don’t… I don’t think you’re disgusting. How could I think you’re disgusting?”
“Then why aren’t you opening your mouth?” Que’s tone suddenly changed, the sorrow vanishing as he took advantage of Jinbao opening his mouth to speak, forcefully gripping his jaw and thrusting his thing inside.
“Mmph…” The sensation of having a lump of flesh shoved into his mouth was overwhelmingly disgusting. A normal person’s instinct would be to bite down and sever it.
Thankfully, Jinbao still had some rationality left, resisting the urge to bite down, glaring angrily and helplessly at Que Siming.
Que gently patted his face. “Good boy, don’t use your teeth. Use your tongue to lick, yes, in circles. Don’t spit it out.”
Jinbao’s mouth was so wide open that he couldn’t close it. Que’s size was something no normal person could handle, and he felt that thing swelling in his mouth, almost reaching his throat.
The kid’s face turned bright red, his eyes glazed with a layer of tears, and crystal-clear saliva dripped down from the corners of his mouth.
The sensation of being enveloped by that warm, wet mouth was different from entering a body, but it was equally mind-blowing. Especially being able to see the idiot’s humiliated, pained expression, teary-eyed and helpless, gave Que a sense of conquest and ownership that was far more thrilling than just having sex.
Que Siming held the back of Jinbao’s head, his lower body moving rhythmically.
Jinbao couldn’t believe he was doing something so filthy in his mouth. He couldn’t pull back, and his mouth was being ravaged, with that thing pushing against his throat, making it hard to breathe. His head started to feel dizzy.
“Little Hu… Little Hu… Fuck, don’t move, just suck it properly…” Que panted, his movements becoming faster. He grabbed Jinbao’s hair, his large cock repeatedly hitting the back of his throat.
Jinbao’s mouth had gone numb. All he could do was passively endure as that thing kept going in and out, tears streaming down his cheeks. He had no idea when this torment would end.
After what felt like forever, Que suddenly stopped, his body trembling violently, and then he released a thick load into Jinbao’s mouth.
The kid shook his head uncomfortably, making a gagging motion.
Que pulled out and clamped Jinbao’s mouth shut. “Don’t spit it out, swallow it all.”
Jinbao glared at him fiercely, trying to pry his hand away.
Que lifted him back onto his lap, leaning down to kiss his lips.
His tongue invaded Jinbao’s mouth, stirring the sticky fluid around, making a mess of both their faces. The kid, blocked from vomiting, ended up swallowing most of it, left dazed by the kiss.
Panting heavily, Que finally let him go, then hugged him tightly, pressing their chests together so hard that Jinbao could barely breathe. “Little Hu, Little Hu, you’re not allowed to despise me, got it? Whatever I say, you have to listen. Whatever I do, you have to like it. You’re mine, all mine…”
After a brief bout of dizziness, Jinbao pushed against him, turning his head away, making a gagging face.
Que grabbed his face, wiping away the white, cloudy liquid from his lips. For the first time, he felt like he could securely own someone, his fingers trembling slightly.
Jinbao immediately slapped his hand away, trembling as he pointed at Que’s nose. “You… you’re such an asshole.”
“What, are you mad?”
“Of course I’m mad! How can you be so shameless, doing anything you want?”
Still holding him, Que seemed in a good mood, chuckling softly. “Didn’t I say this was a bit of fun? Why get mad?”
Jinbao was so frustrated by his nonchalant attitude that he couldn’t even express his anger, starting to push him away harder.
“What’s wrong? Let me hold you a little longer.”
“Screw off, I’m going back to sleep.”
“Why go back? Let’s sleep together.”
The kid looked at him in shock and anger.
Que smiled, “Just sleep, nothing else.”
“Do you think I’m stupid? I don’t believe you.” Jinbao had learned his lesson this time; he’d be a fool to trust him again.
Que kissed his face, using a bit of a pleading tone. “Really, just sleep together, okay? Please?”
Jinbao was taken aback by this. He couldn’t handle it when Que, usually so tough, suddenly softened up. It was so out of character.
“My hands are like this; what could I possibly do? It’s just sleeping. When have I ever lied to you?”
The kid thought about it carefully. It seemed like Que really hadn’t lied to him before, but he was still hesitant.
“You have to help me undress and wash up. What would I do without you? I don’t let anyone else touch me.”
Que continued to plead softly, and Jinbao’s resolve started to waver.
What was he supposed to do? If Que had been forceful, he’d only want to fight him, but when he softened up like this… Being depended on by an injured person, he just couldn’t bring himself to refuse.
In the end, Jinbao could only reflect on himself as he helped Que undress, bathed him, and cleaned him up before doing the same for himself.
As Que watched him bathe, he chuckled, “If my arm wasn’t injured, I’d definitely bathe with you.”
Jinbao glared at him, “Don’t you dare get fresh, or I’ll leave.”
After the bath, Jinbao nervously prepared to share a bed with him.
Though they’d done everything, this was the first time they’d actually slept together.
The first time didn’t count, and the second time there wasn’t even a bed. This was the first time they were cleaning up and going to bed together, like a married couple. The kid was both nervous and a little excited.
Que’s sleeping posture wasn’t great, with arms and legs wrapped around him, half his body pressing on Jinbao. In this weather, it was a bit too hot for such sticky sleeping.
“Can we not sleep like this? It’s too hot.”
“No.”
“You’re heavier than me, aren’t you? It’s kind of hard with you pressing down on me.”
“You’ll get used to it. Soon, you won’t be able to sleep without me pressing on you.” Que laughed softly, clearly pleased with his cheeky remark.
The kid rolled his eyes. Sometimes he thought this guy was cunning and devious, a real piece of work, but other times he seemed as childish as a kid, stubborn and unreasonable. If things didn’t go his way, he’d cause a fuss, but once you appeased him, he’d settle down.
“Hey, Divine Doctor…”
“Hmm?” Que was nuzzling his neck, finding the warmth there comforting.
“That… you still haven’t told me yet…”
“Told you what?”
“You said you’d tell me once you calmed down, that thing…”
“Oh? Did I? I forgot.”
“What? How could you forget?”
“Why wouldn’t I forget? You could forget about me entirely, but I can’t forget a single sentence?”
Jinbao was so choked up that he nearly couldn’t catch his breath.
“You… how can you be like this?”
“Like what?”
“You…” Jinbao was so mad his nostrils were flaring, “You clearly didn’t forget.”
“I did forget. If I didn’t, why don’t you remind me? What was it about?”
“…”
Jinbao was too embarrassed to say, “You still haven’t told me if you really like me.” How could he possibly say something like that?
“Go on, what was it?”
“… Forget it…”
Que Siming held him tightly, burying his head in Jinbao’s neck, with a sly smile on his face.
You fool, now you can feel what it’s like to be uncertain and anxious. Want to hear me say it? Wait until I’m in the mood.
The next day, Zhongzheng Huaien showed up at Su’s residence with an almost crippled arm. Que Siming used the excuse of treating his injury to get Jinbao from Jin Xiaobao.
Jinbao had agreed to it himself, and the young master hadn’t really made it difficult for him. But Jinbao could see the pained expression on his young master’s face, who kept asking if Jinbao was truly willing.
Zhaocai wasn’t around at the time and only got the news later that evening. Furious, he came to confront Jinbao.
“What happened? Huh? Que Siming took you away? Is it true?”
Jinbao was relieved that Que Siming wasn’t around at that moment. Otherwise, with Zhaocai in this kind of mood, there’d be a fight for sure. Jinbao couldn’t bring himself to look at Zhaocai and replied, “It’s true.”
“The young master said you agreed too?”
Jinbao hesitated, then nodded.
“Are you out of your mind? What did he threaten you with this time?”
“He… he didn’t threaten me…”
“Bullshit, would you go with him willingly?”
“…Yes.”
Zhaocai was about to explode. “You’re crazy! He must have threatened you! Tell me, and I’ll help you figure something out.”
Jinbao felt anxious. He felt he was letting Zhaocai down. He didn’t have the courage to tell him before, and now that it was time to come clean, Zhaocai would be heartbroken, disappointed.
“Speak! I don’t believe the young master would push you into the fire. Tell me, what happened?”
“Zhaocai, do you remember that night when I came to find you…”
Zhaocai was taken aback. “That night… so the person you were talking about was him?”
Jinbao looked at him with silent discomfort.
Zhaocai shouted and smacked Jinbao on the head, “You’re insane! You like him? Say it again! You like him? Que Siming? You like him?”
Jinbao clutched his head, looking at Zhaocai with grievance.
“He must’ve used some kind of drug or evil trick on you. Ah, he’s a man! What good can come from getting involved with a man? Haven’t you seen enough of what happened to our young master? Why are you getting into this mess? Are you looking for something new or is there a screw loose in your head?”
“But he’s different from Zhongzheng Huaien. I don’t have anything he’d want to trick me for…”
“He’s no different from Zhongzheng Huaien. They’re both men, and so are you! Wouldn’t it be better to find a good girl and live a stable life? Why get into this mess?”
“Didn’t you say as long as it’s genuine… it’s okay?”
“I didn’t know you were talking about a man!!” Zhaocai, remembering what he said that day, felt like swallowing his own words. How could this fool fall for someone like that?
“I… I never said it was a girl.”
“You damn well did! Tell me the truth, he drugged you, didn’t he?”
“No, Zhaocai, it’s not what you think. Actually… I knew him when we were kids…”
“What?”
“I told you before, the name written in that little pouch I always carry—it’s his… We knew each other as kids, but I forgot him. But he never forgot me. He’s different from Zhongzheng Huaien.”
Zhaocai was stunned.
He had seen that piece of paper Jinbao kept all these years, always carrying it like a treasure.
He never thought it was a real name, let alone that the person would actually appear one day.
Que Siming, Yue Siming—it really is the same person…
“Zhaocai, it’s actually my fault. We were engaged as kids, but I forgot about him… He recognized me right away, but I forgot him. No matter how you look at it, I was the one in the wrong… He’s really different.”
Zhaocai’s tone softened, “He’s really that person? Something this coincidental really happened?”
Jinbao nodded, “It’s just that coincidental. At first, I didn’t quite believe it either, but then I started dreaming more and more about things from my childhood, and there really was such a person.”
Zhaocai frowned, unsure of what to say. If someone truly remembered another person for over ten years, that kind of devotion was indeed rare. “But… he’s still a man.”
Jinbao lowered his voice, “Anyway, my family doesn’t expect me to carry on the family line, and he doesn’t care either…”
“Are you really sure? I still think there’s no good outcome for two men being together. This kind of thing goes against nature, and there’ll be consequences.”
Jinbao punched him lightly, “Stop cursing me. I’ve really thought it through. He’s just a bit temperamental and headstrong, but he’s a good person…”
Zhaocai sighed and plopped down in a chair, “Alright, tell me everything. What happened when you were kids, how things ended up like this, how you two got together, what’s the deal with that mask of his, what he’s doing now, and if he’s on the right path. If you’re going to be with him, I want to know if you’ll be safe. Tell me everything, and I’ll analyze it for you. If you’re really not going to be by my side anymore, you’ll just end up getting tricked.”
Jinbao sat down beside him, wrapping his arm around Zhaocai’s shoulder, “Zhaocai, you’re always the one who’s good to me.”
