Husband, Let Me Touch Your Abs - Chapter 21

After moving out of the Tian family, Lu Yao found himself in a dilemma. Although half of the old house had collapsed, the kitchen lacked a heated bed. While adults could manage sleeping on the floor, it was easy for children to catch a cold sleeping there.

 

Zhao Beichuan seemed to sense his thoughts. “Don’t worry, you and Xiaonian and Xiaodou can stay at Granny Zhao’s house. I’ll talk to them in a bit.”

 

Granny Zhao’s house only had two rooms, about the same size as Zhao Beichuan’s previous house, making it a bit cramped for so many people.

 

Moreover, a young man sharing a heated bed with a strange man would definitely invite gossip.

 

“Let Xiaonian and Xiaodou stay there; I’ll sleep in the back kitchen,” Lu Yao said.

 

Zhao Beichuan hesitated for a moment. “That works too. I’ll clean out the kitchen, and I’ll sleep there with you tonight.”

 

Lu Yao’s face turned red. He… he was going to sleep with him? Was this a hint from a lone man to another?

 

Heaven and earth, could he finally bid farewell to his virginity? In an instant, his mind was filled with the sound of drums and firecrackers!

 

Zhao Beichuan took Zhao Xiaonian and Zhao Xiaodou to Granny Zhao’s house and explained the situation. “The kids always fight over there, so they’ll stay with you for a few days. It’ll be ten wen a day.”

 

Granny Zhao waved her hand. “No need for money. What’s a few days’ stay worth charging for?”

 

Zhao Beichuan didn’t say much; once the house was built and they had the means, he would definitely repay her.

 

They left some luggage for the two kids, while part of it was taken back to the old house. Lu Yao carried a quilt and followed behind Zhao Beichuan, his steps light and cheerful.

 

Images he couldn’t put into words flooded his mind, causing him to occasionally laugh strangely.

 

Should he take a bath first? He had been hot these past few days, and he was starting to smell. Would he be disliked?

 

He had heard that the first time could be painful, so he needed to prepare some lubrication. He wondered if lard could be used.

 

How would a young man get pregnant, and how exactly did that happen? Just as he was smiling uncontrollably, the person in front suddenly stopped.

 

“Ouch.” Lu Yao bumped into Zhao Beichuan’s back.

 

“Why aren’t you moving?”

 

“I’m getting some straw to make your bed.”

 

“Oh.” Lu Yao went to tidy up the kitchen first.

 

In a little while, Zhao Beichuan came back carrying a bundle of dry straw and spread it out on the kitchen floor.

 

Lu Yao hesitated. “Will just one side be too narrow?”

 

“Isn’t one side enough for you to sleep?”

 

“I-I… I like to roll around when I sleep, and I’m afraid I’ll roll off the bed in the middle of the night.”

 

“Then I’ll help you spread out a bit more.” After saying this, Zhao Beichuan turned and went outside.

 

Lu Yao angrily tossed the quilt onto the floor. His third uncle’s mother, that guy hadn’t even considered sleeping with him! Here he was, daydreaming!

 

Before long, Zhao Beichuan came back with more straw, making the bed a bit wider. “You sleep on this side tonight; just call me if you need anything.”

 

“What about you?”

 

“I’ll sleep on the haystack in the front yard.”

 

Seeing that there was no hope left, Lu Yao rolled his eyes and started urging him, “Just go; I’m tired.”

 

Zhao Beichuan hesitated for a moment and said, “Don’t take what the kids said to heart today. I know you’re not that kind of person.”

 

Was he trying to comfort himself? Heh, Lu Yao sneered inwardly. If you had the ability to use your body to soothe my wounded heart, Zhao Beichuan, I see through you; you’re just not capable!

 

“Oh, thank you.”

 

“Get some rest early.” After saying this, he really left.

 

Lu Yao covered his head with the quilt, sinking into a strong sense of loss, feeling like he had prepared the dumplings only for a dog to eat them.

 

Why was it so hard to experience life? Was he such a wretched person? Did heaven have to make it so difficult for him?

 

Forget it; this is probably fate…

 

Holding the quilt, Lu Yao got lost in his thoughts and soon fell asleep.

 

On the other hand, Zhao Beichuan, lying on the haystack in the front yard, couldn’t sleep. He stared at the countless stars in the sky, his mind filled with Lu Yao’s figure.

 

After spending these few days together, he could see that Lu Yao was a kind-hearted and soft-hearted person. His voice, his appearance, seemed to haunt him like a spell that wouldn’t go away.

 

He knew this was wrong; Lu Yao liked someone else and was willing to risk his life for that person, but he couldn’t control the increasing affection he felt for him.

 

Zhao Beichuan felt a bit wronged. Lu Yao was clearly his husband… How wonderful it would be if Lu Yao had feelings for him instead.

 

Forget it. Once the house was built, if he still wanted to separate, then let him; if he didn’t bring it up, he would just act like he didn’t know about it. Just as he was lost in thought, he suddenly heard a sharp scream coming from behind!

 

Zhao Beichuan jumped up, not even bothering to put on shoes, and ran over barefoot.

 

He saw Lu Yao standing on the stove, pointing at the ground and shouting, “There’s a mouse! There’s a mouse!”

 

Mice are quite common in the countryside; Lu Yao had seen them before when he was a child, but having a mouse gnawing at his hair would send anyone into a panic!

 

He had been sleeping in a daze when he suddenly felt someone tugging at his hair. When he reached up to touch it, he suddenly felt a furry object, and for a moment, his brain went blank. The color drained from his face as Lu Yao let out the most heart-wrenching scream of his life.

 

“Don’t be afraid; I’m here.”

 

Lu Yao no longer cared about his pride and directly lunged into Zhao Beichuan’s arms, his hands and feet clinging to him as he trembled.

 

“Zhao Beichuan, the mouse was gnawing at my head! It’s biting my head!”

 

Zhao Beichuan cradled Lu Yao with one arm, patting his back soothingly with the other. “It’s okay; I’m here, it won’t dare bite you.”

 

Lu Yao hugged his neck, teary-eyed as he said, “Can you not leave? It always comes when you go away.”

 

Zhao Beichuan’s Adam’s apple bobbed. “Okay, I’ll stay here with you.”

 

After a long time, Lu Yao gradually calmed down. When he realized he was still hanging onto Zhao Beichuan, he felt a bit embarrassed and quickly slid down from him.

 

“Uh, I was too nervous just now.”

 

“I know.”

 

“I didn’t mean anything else; it’s just that a mouse biting someone can transmit disease. I’m just a little scared.”

 

“Hmm.”

 

“Haha, I’m actually not that cowardly. It’s fine now, it’s fine now; you should go back and rest.”

 

Zhao Beichuan looked at him deeply for a moment, then turned to leave, but Lu Yao grabbed his arm. “Wait, are you really leaving?”

 

“I’m going to get some more straw.”

 

Lu Yao’s face flushed, and he quickly released his grip. “Go ahead; the more people there are, the less daring the mice will be.”

 

Before long, Zhao Beichuan returned with another bundle of straw and spread it next to Lu Yao, leaving a foot of space between their two beds…

 

Lu Yao couldn’t help but curse inwardly. Was he afraid that he would eat him from this far away? Was this guy even a normal man?

 

“Get some rest early.”

 

“Oh.” Lu Yao burrowed into the quilt, wrapping himself tightly in it, even covering his head with his clothes, fearful of being bitten by a mouse again.

 

Zhao Beichuan found it amusing, lying on his side and closing his eyes.

 

After sleeping for a while, Lu Yao found he was no longer tired, especially with a strong man sleeping beside him. He hadn’t experienced such a situation since he lived in the dorms in school!

 

Thinking back to how Zhao Beichuan had held him just now, Lu Yao bit his finger as those restricted European and American, Japanese, and Korean adult films flooded his mind like beans spilling everywhere, bombarding him.

 

However, the faces of the people in the films automatically morphed into his and Zhao Beichuan’s.

 

Oh, this was too torturous.

 

If only he could be shameless enough to just crawl into Zhao Beichuan’s bed. Unfortunately, he was filled with desires but was also a timid, cowardly person with a strong sense of pride.

 

Lu Yao remembered in his past life how his timidity and cowardice had caused him to miss many opportunities.

 

He recalled how he had loved drawing when he first entered elementary school and had even won first prize in a preschool drawing competition.

 

But his parents, being older and holding traditional views, thought drawing couldn’t be a career, decisively stifling his dream of being an artist in its cradle.

 

If he had been a bit braver back then and expressed that he wanted to learn to paint, would his life have turned out differently?

 

In high school, when he first experienced love, he had a crush on a sports student and would go to the court every day to watch him play. In the end, he graduated without ever managing to say hello.

 

If he had been a little bolder to confess back then, he might have faced rejection, but at least he wouldn’t have left with regrets!

 

He chose a major he didn’t like in college, graduated, and ended up in a regular company, working for several years in a position that was neither here nor there. Though the salary was decent, he could see the end of his road ahead.

 

He had already lived enough of a constrained life in his past life; did he really have to walk the same old path again in this life?

 

A little voice in his head pointed at him and said, “Lu Yao, be a bit braver! The opportunity is right in front of you; if you don’t seize it, your life will be lonely again!

 

Besides, you’re legally married; what’s wrong with touching a little! You can do more than just touch; you can nibble, and you can even sit on top of him and move around…”

 

After a good dose of motivation, Lu Yao, emboldened, slowly reached his hand out toward the side.

 

His fingers crept through the straw inch by inch, and that thirty-centimeter distance felt like a chasm, tormenting his fragile pride. He was afraid that if Zhao Beichuan suddenly woke up, he would push him away and scold him for being indecent.

 

Lu Yao held his breath nervously and finally felt the fabric of Zhao Beichuan’s clothing! He hadn’t covered himself with a quilt; he was only wearing a shirt. Lifting the hem of his shirt revealed the tender, appetizing abdominal muscles…

 

Hiss, just a little touch, just a touch; he definitely wouldn’t notice. Lu Yao quietly lifted the hem of the shirt, but the person beside him suddenly turned over.

 

Startled, he immediately withdrew his hand, his heart nearly leaping out of his throat. After waiting for a while without hearing any sound from beside him, he bravely reached out again.

 

His fingers slipped along the edge of the waistline, slowly probing inside. The skin-to-skin contact was similar to what he imagined; the texture was tight and smooth, feeling delightful!

 

When he reached his abdomen, he could clearly feel the protruding muscle lines. Counting with his fingers, there were exactly eight.

 

Lu Yao didn’t dare touch for too long, fearing he would wake him up, so he quickly pulled his hand back after just a taste.

 

He hugged his own hand under the quilt, grinning foolishly. Indeed, those who are brave enjoy the world first; it was worth it! He was now someone who had touched a man’s abs!

 

Unnoticed, in the darkness, the person beside him kept his eyes tightly closed, the veins on the back of his hand bulging, and sweat trickled down from his temples.