Young Master Gu, Please Be Gentle

Jun Xiqing looked on from the side at Mei’er kneeling beside the West Duke’s legs as she started undoing his belt.

Ever since she was a kid, she had been personally brought up by Jun Mosheng at the President’s Residence in Orchid park. He had taught her the general affairs of the world, but she knew nothing about the matters between a man and a woman.

What were they doing?

Jun Xiqing stuck her head out, wanting to take a good look at what Mei’er was doing.

Tang Chenyi lifted his eyes and saw Jun Xiqing looking at his belt, the latter’s bright, black eyes clear and innocent, like a blank piece of paper, untainted and clean.

His breath stopped as he suddenly remembered her little tongue and the smoothness of her skin.

Sh*t, what was he thinking?

He was actually fantasizing about a man.

The beautiful Mei’er before him held less attraction than this little boy.

Tang Chenyi’s handsome face darkened as every trace of laughter vanished from his face. His deep eyes turned cold as he reached out and grabbed Mei’er’s delicate wrists.

Mei’er froze. She was about to take off his belt. “West Duke, what’s wrong?”

Tang Chenyi looked at the curious Jun Xiqing. “I promised to bring you along for the fun today. Mei’er, take care of Brother Qing first.”

“Me?” Jun Xiqing pointed to herself in surprise.

“That’s right, you.” Tang Chenyi’s lips curved up.

He really was handsome when he smiled.

Jun Xiqing froze. How could he be so handsome? Even more handsome than Uncle Jun. He was the most handsome person she had ever seen.

Unwittingly, she took a few more looks at him.

At this moment Mei’er pouted unhappily. “West Duke, I was sent here to take care of you. How about letting me take care of you first?”

Mei’er wanted to undo his belt again.

But she felt a sudden pain in her wrists. Tang Chenyi had squeezed them hard, and sharp pain shot down her wrists. She felt as though her bones were about to be crushed.

Mei’er lifted her eyes to look at Tang Chenyi, meeting his cold almond-shaped eyes. There wasn’t a single trace of warmth in his eyes. They were like two bottomless black pools.

So this was the real West Duke Tang Chenyi, cold and heartless.

Mei’er paled. “West… West Duke…”

Tang Chenyi let go of her wrists slowly, and threw her a dismissive look. “I like women who listen, understand?”

“Un… understood.”

Mei’er got down the bed quickly and walked over to Jun Xiqing’s side. “Little brother, Elder Sister Mei’er will play with you, alright?”

Jun Xiqing didn’t understand. “How are we playing?”

Mei’er looked down at Jun Xiqing’s pants. “We’ll be playing… a game where you take off your pants.”

Wh-what?

Take off her pants?

Jun Xiqing’s dewy eyes widened in fear.

Mei’er looked at Jun Xiqing’s eyes and her body went weak. What a pair of alluring eyes. Once he grew a little older, he would be breathtaking.

She was surprised a guy had such beautiful eyes.

“West Duke, this little brother is still too young. Even I can’t bear to play with him.” Mei’er looked at Tang Chenyi.

Tang Chenyi lay lazily on the couch, and he took a sip from the wine glass he held in his large hands. As he heard that, he frowned and his aura turned devilish. “Take off his pants. Maybe he’s not a little brother after all.”

Mei’er’s red lips curved upwards. The West Palace sent all this beautiful ladies to teach the West Duke about matters between a man and a woman, but in her opinion, he needed no teaching at all. He already understood them.

The only thing to be afraid of was that in the future, he would use this as a tool, not just to pleasure himself.

This West Duke was too dangerous.

“Little brother, Mei’er won’t hold back then!” Mei’er pounced on Jun Xiqing, as she reached out for her pants.

Ah!

Jun Xiqing yelped lightly and stood up to dodge her.

Tang Chenyi watched on from the side. He had just put down his wine glass when a pair of soft hands came flying towards his chest.

He raised his hands to protect the smaller one as Jun Xiqing sat onto his strong thighs.

“Don’t take off my pants, don’t molest me!” Jun Xiqing shook her head rapidly. Even her body was trembling with unease.

Tang Chenyi swallowed. The boy looked like a little water snake coiled in his embrace. Most importantly, he was still sitting on his thighs, in a suggestive position.

“Brother Qing, don’t move!” he warned her as he reached out to hold her waist down.

As he secured her waist, he suddenly realized that her waist was too slim. Slim and soft, as though it would break if he used just a little more strength.

Why was this Brother Qing like a girl?

Jun Xiqing really stopped moving. She looked at Mei’er warily and wrung her hands. “Elder Sister Mei’er, please don’t come over. I don’t want to play.”

Suddenly she froze, and asked with uncertainty, “What am I sitting on, is that a stick?”

She reached over with her small hands, to investigate.

At this moment, Tang Chenyi raised his hand to push her away.

Caught off guard, Jun Xiqing fell off the bed. She would have fallen on all fours if not for her quick reflexes. She managed to stabilize herself in time.

She quickly turned around and glared at him with her cheeks puffed out angrily. “West Duke, why did you push me. You better give me a good explanation, or I’m going to get angry!”

Tang Chenyi’s face turned cold. He got out of bed and walked towards Jun Xiqing. “I see the villain is accusing the victim. I haven’t asked you to explain where you were touching me just now yet.”

He was starting to get angry. This was the first time he was being teased by a guy. How appalling!

And the worst part was that he actually…! F*ck!

This was the first time Jun Xiqing was seeing him angry. He walked closer, step by step, his aura dark and menacing, striking fear in her.

She backed away, her tiny body hitting against the tent. There was nowhere else to run. She looked below his belt. “West Duke, did I accidentally discover a secret weapon on you which you can’t show to others? Are you angry because you’re embarrassed?”

Tang Chenyi was speechless.

Tang Chenyi suddenly raised his brows and said, “I’m not angry. But in order to be fair, since you’ve discovered my secret weapon, now I have to check yours as well!”

With that, he reached out to touch her below her waist.

“Ah, ruffian!”

Jun Xiqing screamed and wriggled out from under his arms, then ran away.

She had run away just like that, from under his arms.

Tang Chenyi looked at his frantic retreating figure, and raised his lips in amusement. How amusing, he ran away!

Ruffian?

He had actually called him a ruffian.

This was the first time he was being called a ruffian.

Ha.

Mei’er stared at this scene with astonishment. She was the top hostess here, yet the West Duke hadn’t paid attention to her at all. He had only been teasing the little boy!

Was it possible that he was gay?

Mei’er pushed the doubt in her heart down and walked forward quickly. She reached out to pull on his sleeves, before saying sweetly, “West Duke…”