Becoming Puppet Emperor of a Paranoid Eunuch - Chapter 141

Wu Jing’s entire body froze. He was so tense that he didn’t even dare to move or breathe. His eyes filled with tears, and after a long moment, he nervously retreated, shaking his head.

 

As he stepped back, he bumped into the person behind him.

 

A very low, soft sigh was heard, tinged with a hint of amusement.

 

Ning Qinghong asked gently, “Wu Wu, do you not want to go?”

 

Wu Jing instinctively shook his head, then, realizing his mistake, nodded anxiously.

 

There was no further sound from behind. Wu Jing waited for a moment, sniffled, and cautiously leaned back.

 

He saw Ning Qinghong walking back to the guest room to retrieve something and then return.

 

During these few minutes, even with the door wide open, the young man remained perfectly still, standing obediently.

 

Ning Qinghong extended his hand slightly and said, “Come here.”

 

Wu Jing’s eyelids trembled as he took a few steps forward, holding the other person’s hand. After a moment, something cold was placed in his hand.

 

Looking down, he saw it was his phone, which he had left in the bedroom before leaving. Wu Jing was momentarily stunned and looked up at Ning Qinghong with slowly diminishing tears in his eyes.

 

He was led out, watching as Ning Qinghong closed the door behind them.

 

Noticing Wu Jing was not paying attention to where he was going, Ning Qinghong glanced down and asked, “Wu Wu?”

 

Wu Jing came back to his senses and asked cautiously, “Aren’t you… not going to lock me up?”

 

Ning Qinghong responded with a question, “When has your brother ever locked you up?” He said softly, “If I truly wanted to, I would have long ago put a gold chain on you and locked you in a cage or on the bed.”

 

Moreover, Wu Jing had had the chance to argue with him and insist on leaving, wanting to go home.

 

Wu Jing was frightened, his breathing slightly halted.

 

He couldn’t help but recall that, even though he had been missing for three months and had been drowsy for several days after returning, the room’s door had never been locked. The red silk that had bound him had only been wrapped around him without any knots, clearly aware that at that time, Wu Jing might have forgotten his own name.

 

Even when Ning Qinghong was dealing with business outside, he would soon return to accompany him.

 

If Wu Jing had really wanted to run away, he would have known how to escape by now.

 

Ning Qinghong paused and then said softly, “But your brother does want to keep you.” He tilted his face slightly and smiled, “It’s best to have Wu Wu always visible to me, in a place I can know about.”

 

Wu Jing’s face was half-raised, and Ning Qinghong placed a kiss between his brows. They stood in the empty, quiet hallway, their faces close, noses nearly touching.

 

Their breaths mingled.

 

Wu Jing was trembling, not knowing why, his breaths growing warmer and more sticky.

 

His eyelids trembled with a kind of infatuation as he gazed up at Ning Qinghong, his expression dazed.

 

Ning Qinghong sighed gently. “But your brother also wants you to be well.” He lightly touched the corners of Wu Jing’s eyes, soothing him with a smile and a warm tone. “This kind of control is harmful and foolish.”

 

Although he had never placed shackles on Wu Jing, he had unconsciously created an invisible lock that was both Ning Qinghong and Wu Jing himself.

 

“Alright.” Ning Qinghong’s voice was very soft as he kissed him gently. “There are quite a few surveillance cameras here. Aren’t you afraid?”

 

Wu Jing’s emotions shifted as he looked at Ning Qinghong. After a while, he said softly, “I’m not afraid of being seen with you.”

 

He lowered his head, “I just don’t know how to explain it to my family at home. They might see the surveillance but won’t understand how you came in. It’s hard to explain.”

 

Wu Jing held Ning Qinghong’s hand tightly. “I’m not just a friend.” He bit his lip, feeling as if he had done something wrong. “I… I’m afraid my parents will be angry if I don’t tell the truth.”

 

“… I’m sorry.”

 

“I’m the one who made you angry.”

 

Wu Jing turned his face away. “But you’re also at fault. You didn’t tell me or get my consent…”

 

His voice grew softer and softer.

 

“But when I was missing, you were worried about me.”

 

“So, you can’t blame you too much.”

 

Ning Qinghong took him into the elevator and asked, “Hmm?”

 

Wu Jing still kept his face turned away and said softly, “If you apologize to me, then I’ll reconcile with you.”

 

Ning Qinghong laughed.

 

Wu Jing noticed the tone of amusement in the laugh, and the tense nerves in him slowly relaxed. He raised his head to look at Ning Qinghong, and after a while, said, “Brother.”

 

He blushed, bit his lip.

 

Without warning, he stopped the elevator at the next floor, then carefully looked around to ensure no one was there before guiding Ning Qinghong out. He looked for the safety door, and after a moment, the safety door was opened and closed. The corridor without cameras was silent and pitch dark.

 

Wu Jing tiptoed and softly planted a kiss on Ning Qinghong’s lips, shy but bold. His eyelids were a bit damp, feeling extremely embarrassed but forcing himself to look at him. “I… I wanted brother to kiss me.”

 

Ning Qinghong leaned in slightly and whispered, “Why is Wu Wu so proactive?”

 

Wu Jing’s face began to flush, and he was finding it hard to breathe in the darkness. “I… I just…”

 

Ning Qinghong kissed him gently.

 

As they continued to kiss, Wu Jing couldn’t help but make small whimpering sounds, his toes rising higher and his grip on Ning Qinghong’s arms tightening. Tears were about to fall, and he wished he could cling to him even more.

 

Ning Qinghong slightly turned his face away. “Wu Wu?”

 

Wu Jing, in a daze, followed and whimpered, “Brother… brother, kiss me more.”

 

Ning Qinghong soothingly said, “Wu Wu, wait a moment. Kissing like this for too long can be uncomfortable.” In the dark, he lifted the young man and held him face to face.

 

Wu Jing’s legs clung tighter around Ning Qinghong’s waist, and his crying grew more pronounced between kisses.

 

Although Ning Qinghong was merely holding him and hadn’t moved his hands, Wu Jing’s tears flowed freely. Finally, he turned his face away, burying it in Ning Qinghong’s shoulder, and after a while, he relaxed.

 

He thought it was just a kiss, but it became uncontrollable.

 

Wu Jing still naively thought it was his own problem, feeling embarrassed and unwilling to face anyone, hiding his face in Ning Qinghong’s embrace.

 

He couldn’t blame Ning Qinghong; it was his own choice to kiss him.

 

Ning Qinghong kissed him again and asked, “Shall I take Wu Wu to change clothes?”

 

Wu Jing nodded immediately.

 

They left the hotel briefly before taking the elevator back up. Wu Jing was gently placed on the bathroom sink, feeling awkward as he kept his legs closed and buried his head, waiting for Ning Qinghong to return.

 

He carefully removed his down jacket. It was too hot; he was sweating and feeling faint from the heat while still wrapped in clothes.

 

Wu Jing clumsily took off his sweater and reached for it, only to realize Ning Qinghong had already returned with a familiar pair of close-fitting pants.

 

Wu Jing’s face flushed even more. “I… I’ll do it myself!”

 

Ning Qinghong, now in a snow-patterned cloak, looked at the pile of clothes on the sink and sighed softly. He then lifted Wu Jing and carried him to the master bedroom to change clothes.

 

Wu Jing’s tears flowed again, his wet wipes moving slowly over his face, feeling both sour and bitter.

 

Ning Qinghong, with unhurried fingers, used his hands to make Wu Jing face him.

 

He softly said, “It seems Wu Wu will have to go back later.” His tone was tender, “After shedding so much water.”

 

Wu Jing closed his eyes, too afraid to look.

 

Ning Qinghong maintained his composure, slightly lowering his gaze and kissing the person in his arms.

 

Wu Jing, overwhelmed by the kisses, leaned into Ning Qinghong, feeling completely dependent. When he relaxed, Ning Qinghong no longer held back, and Wu Jing began to whimper and gasp.

 

They only kissed for a few minutes, but Wu Jing was soon picked up again. He lay on Ning Qinghong’s shoulder, breathing heavily, his legs clamping and relaxing uncontrollably.

 

The sensations were almost too much for him to bear.

 

Ning Qinghong continued to hold him and retrieve a second parcel, which had been disinfected overnight. The embedded beads in it pressed against Wu Jing more firmly, almost painfully.

 

Wu Jing cried out loudly, but his struggles were less intense compared to the night before, as he wasn’t as frightened this time.

 

Ning Qinghong was slow and deliberate, and soon Wu Jing cried out and released more fluid. The residual sensation made him shiver for a long time.

 

After Wu Jing was comfortable, Ning Qinghong finally stopped.

 

Wu Jing mumbled incoherently, trembling uncontrollably, crying out and trying to cover his stomach. “It’s so… ah…”

 

Ning Qinghong smiled. “Wu Wu, show your brother… just once, and I’ll let you go.” He continued softly, “Let’s see how long Wu Wu can hold on.”

 

Wu Jing’s face was covered in tears, shaking his head desperately. Eventually, he couldn’t hold on any longer and tried to move inside, but Ning Qinghong kept pulling him back.

 

He cried and struggled, nearly in agony, but he quickly learned to try and pull at his soft flesh. However, he was unsuccessful each time, kicking his legs and creating a mess.

 

His tongue was out, mouth open, gasping for air, eyes blurred.

 

After a while, he cried out again, trying to move forward despite his body shaking and convulsing. He desperately tried to show his soft flesh to Ning Qinghong, crying out to be seen.

 

His waist arched up, with his legs spreading wide, the wet and sticky flesh pressed together. His hands were even caught in between.

 

When he finally fell back, he instinctively spread himself wide again, trying to show Ning Qinghong how he was leaking and dripping.

 

Ning Qinghong gently held him again and said softly, “Wu Wu is so good. Brother also bought a little bunny tail.”

 

He asked gently, “Shall I put it in and let Wu Wu shake it for me? Is that alright?”