YM778.TV Chapter 137.1
Chapter 137: Prince’s little quilt 12 (part 1 of 2)
Not only did the cough not show any signs of letting up, but grew worse instead. Yuwen Yin immediately threw all things to the back of his mind, leaving nothing, but the feelings of anxiety and worry, as he softly called: “Tong Tong…….”
The rosy cheeks of the frowning and constantly coughing Shen Tong became even redder due to coughing, making his beautiful eyes teary while his body shook with every cough. Yuwen Yin, who was next to him, had no idea on what to do. He thought of patting his back comfortingly, but his outstretched hand paused in midair, and dare not touch the other rashly.
Because the youth’s skin was the most perfect skin he had ever seen, without a single blemish, and was so white, that it gave Yuwen Yin an illusion that the slightest touch will instantly leave a mark behind. The smooth back became slightly pink because of the warm water, make it more fragile-looking, as if just a pat of a hand would make it shatter, and even the person before him will completely disappear.
Yuwen Yin couldn’t help but breath more softly, as the action of his hand in midair also became a bit more careful. However, Shen Tong, who was finally able to throw a little fit after his cough had ceased, burst out: “You’re a baddie! Dropping me in the water, causing me to choke in water and even caused me pain from the fall!!”
Yuwen Yin couldn’t care about explaining that he had just been so shocked, and that his slip of hand was really unintentional. But solely concentrated in apologizing to his little quilt, while feeling incessant regret and distress that the other person got hurt because of the fall, so he asked: “Tong Tong, be good, can you show me where you fell?”
Hearing the apology, the little quilt pouted and grumbled for a short while before deciding to very magnanimously forgive the other party. He then supported himself up by placing his hands at the edge of the bucket. He stood up with a splash, bent his waist and arched his little butt up, then said while pointing at his tailbone area: “……I fell here, it’s very, very painful.”
Once Shen Tong’s IQ falls to zero after getting drunk, he won’t even know what shyness means, so he would naturally be able to do this kind of bold action. Yuwen Yin subconsciously looked at the indicated area, and was instantly unable to suppress the oncoming nosebleed.
The curves on the youth’s waist and butt were very alluring. Especially that round buttocks, which was perfectly round and slight upraised, and contoured into a charming and perfect half arc against the slender waist.
The buttocks were originally the most visually inviting part, and was even more likely to stimulate a man’s sexual fantasies than compared to the sexual organs. Even more so, when the youth was brimming with irresistible fatal eroticism from the arched little butt to the looming buttock cleavage. A few strands of wet dark hair were also hanging down Shen Tong’s back, the color contrast made the skin that was as white as mutton fat jade, look even more exquisite and captivating under the candle’s illumination.
A small red mark from the fall had indeed appeared on his tailbone, but this gave it an indescribable beauty and fragility instead. When combined with the mist and fragrance of the bath, it transforms into an enticing and titillating undertone.
Rather than resembling a quilt spirit, this made him appear more like a water demon in the water, capable of dragging people into the whirlpool of endless desire.
Yuwen Yin even felt a strong sense of being enchanted. The beautiful scenery in front attracted him, that he couldn’t help but wish to stretch out his hand to lightly pinch, bite and lick that pair of buttocks with his lips and tongue. Even the drops of water hanging on it made him feel an incessant feeling of thirstiness, that he wanted to lean over to kiss all those water droplets away.
A normally developed man would generally have a complete ejaculation ability around the age of twelve and start having wet dreams. So, Yuwen Yin was naturally capable of having a wet dream as well. But he didn’t have this dream, nor any other impulses related to this. But at this very moment, Yuwen Yin felt a spark of raging fire inside him, burning more and more fiercely, burning persistently and endlessly; His heart was like the sparkling water waves in the bath bucket, rippling endlessly without any signs of stopping. For some inexplicable reason, he really touched the sore part of youth’s tailbone which was caused by the fall.
Shen Tong couldn’t help but softly groan in pain. The soreness coming from his tailbone made him vaguely feel as if he had seemingly become a long-tailed monkey. That soft groaning sound made the itch in Yuwen Yin’s heart even more unbearable. That he unexpectedly didn’t take back his hand, but still rubbed the area around the other side’s tailbone.
The youth trembled all over, and couldn’t refrain from covering his butt due to pain, “……wu, wu, the tail hurts so much……”
Yuwen Yin had trembled a bit as well, –Because of the exceptionally smooth, soft and tender sensation of the skin under his hand. The youth finally turned to look at Yuwen Yin with his large eyes and said in protest: “You pulled my tail! I won’t show it to you!!”
The enthralling atmosphere just now was instantly broken by these words. Yuwen Yin had once again experienced the feeling of being in between laughter and tears. He withdrew his hand, then took a deep breath and strenuously suppressed that strange and upsurging passion at the lower part of his body. After that, he used his other hand to gently push the youth’s body, that was exposed to the cold air, back in the water, “Be good, I didn’t pull your tail. You are a little quilt, and not a little monkey. So where did this tail come from?”
“I just have a tail!” The little quilt argued very seriously, and solemnly declared: “You must not touch my tail again! Otherwise, I will hit you!!”
The drunk little quilt had become totally unreasonable, and so, Yuwen Yin no longer tried to reason out with him.
It’s good enough just treat your sweetheart with senselessly pampering, so what else is there to say? He wants to live with his beloved for a lifetime, and not with the truth all his life, so why bother to hold on to those useless truths.
Moreover, his little quilt was certainly eligible to throw a temper, be unreasonable, arrogant and willful, as well as obstinate and surly, because the other’s existence itself was the most beautiful thing for him, that nothing could even hold a candle against him.