Exile

28

When it was time for Su Qingbai to go home, he was satisfied because he had met his lover and had a meal cooked by his lover himself.

After watching Su Qingbai leave, Jiang Mao immediately pulled back his smile and entered the house.

Lin Feng, who had been following him all the time, followed him into the room before opening his mouth. "Gongzi, you said you didn't plan to go back to the capital today..."

Jiang Mao sat down and raised his cup, looked at him, then looked down at the cup carefully and said to him, "En, not going back."

"But Gongzi, we have an agreement with Third Prince. If you stay in this town, Third Prince over there..."

Jiang Mao frowned. "I was chased all the way and almost lost my life. Could my Third Elder Brother not know? He knew and turning a blind eye, might as well be like before. Before, I was an idle Wangye. I had nothing to do but make money all day long and nothing meddlesome happen."

Lin Feng's face turned white when he heard that, he said, "Wangye thinks twice, if we break the contract rashly, afraid that we will offend Third Prince."

Jiang Mao took his reaction into account and drank tea without commenting.

The family was having a meal when Su Qingbai got home.

Madam Su got up and said, "Why are you home so late?" Then she said, "Niang left your portion of the meal for you. Wash your hands quickly. Niang will heat it up for you to eat."

Su Qingbai immediately stopped Madam Su. "Niang, no need, I've eaten. Don't be too busy. Eat quickly."

Then he went straight into the room with Su Caicai, the first one to eat.

Half lying on the heated brick bed, he put Su Caicai face-to-face on his legs. Su Qingbai held Su Caicai's hands and shook them. Su Caicai cackled in joy.

It was not until Zhang Su came in with Xu Qian to let him lie down that he put Su Caicai down.

There were three people in the room and nobody spoke.

Su Qingbai skillfully picked up Su Caicai and tucked him into bed.

The days of private meetings with Jiang Mao were always good.

In the end, it was not long before they talked about their affairs. Su Qingbai was happy to be intimate with Jiang Mao. Since then, Su Qingbai often came here to meet Jiang Mao secretly.

Another day at noon, Jiang Mao cooked a table of a feast for Su Qingbai. Su Qingbai finished lunch with Lin Feng's condemning eyes.

The man who bought the groceries was very considerate. He bought a pot of good wine. Now it's autumn. Su Qingbai was not very busy. He was not afraid of delaying his business today, so he drank a few more cups.

Su Qingbai drank until he was a little dizzy. He grinned foolishly at Jiang Mao. When Jiang Mao saw it, his heart and liver trembled. He didn't want Su Qingbai to drink too much. But if Su Qingbai was drunk, he could stay.

They had been together for some time, but Jiang Mao felt nothing different from before.

At first, he thought maybe because Su Qingbai was a person from ancient times, so he was not very open about this. He understood that, and he did not force him. He kept holding back, thinking that it might be better to slow down.

Who knew, when he slowed down, there was nothing more.

When he liked a person, he just wanted to be together with that person open and aboveboard. He had tried to go to the next level, to no avail that Su Qingbai did not catch the trick.

"No more." Su Qingbai put down his cup when he was a little dizzy. He was going back. He couldn't drink too much.

Jiang Mao's heart regretted. Listening to Su Qingbai, he got up and poured him a cup of hot tea.

Su Qingbai, with red cheeks, took Jiang Mao's hot tea and sipped it a few times.

Jiang Mao couldn't resist it. He grabbed Su Qingbai's waist and kissed his lips. It was rare for him to lose his usual calmness.

Su Qingbai was frozen all over. Jiang Mao often just hugged and cuddled him on usually. Such kisses were really rare. He was a bit confused.

Jiang Mao saw him still in confusion and he regarded it as being drunk, he took the opportunity to deepen the kiss.

Su Qingbai, a rookie, soon became addicted to it. It was not long before Jiang Mao let him go.

Su Qingbai gasped and his lips were red. Jiang Mao just thought it was attractive.

After a moment, Jiang Mao picked him up and hugged him by his waist and threw him on the bed.

Watching the man standing from the bed eagerly unraveling his own clothes and looking at him like he was going to eat him, Su Qingbai felt anxious and rolled down from the bed.

Su Qingbai was frightened by this person's sudden onset of going into heat. "You-you-you, what are you doing?"

Su Qingbai suddenly felt the pain of his chrysanthemum when he remembered their first time.

Jiang Mao had always been willing to consider Su Qingbai's feelings. Today, he suddenly didn't want to consider his feelings. He knew that Su Qingbai was frightened. He used to think nothing of it, just thought if Su Qingbai was frightened, then let him be frightened. Anyway, with him here, he wouldn't let Su Qingbai be bullied by others.

But when this fright was to put on them, Jiang Mao didn't think so.

"Do you want to avoid this again?"

"I didn't avoid it." Su Qingbai looked at him piteously.

"No avoiding, fine ah. Don't go tonight."

Don't go! Of course, he knew what that meant. Su Qingbai opened his eyes and pleaded, "No, if I don't go home, my Dad would come to the county for me."

"Fine too." Jiang Mao smiled lightly. "Then take me to your house to be familiar."

Su Qingbai turned even more pitiful. "If my Dad knows, he's going to kill me."

Jiang Mao approached him and stuck him between himself and the wall. "Just say we're friends, don't tell him first, but wait till the time comes."

Su Qingbai's heart felt bitter, with Su Caicai in it, he dared not let his Dad see Jiang Mao. Others didn't know that Su Caicai was born by him and at most, they would think Jiang Mao and Su Caicai looked alike. But his Dad knew how Su Caicai came to be. If Jiang Mao stopped by, the cat would surely be out of the bag.

Su Qingbai bit his lip. The consequences were serious if he didn't go back tonight, and... After what he did with Jiang Mao last time, he had lain in bed for a few days and always felt his chrysanthemum pain.

Although he was a little delicate at that time, it was really painful.

Besides the pain, the key was that he still had to find ways not to let others see his abnormality. It was certainly impossible not to go home. His family would surely be worried and come find him in the county.

"You can't let me watch by the sideline all my life, without name or truth." Jiang Mao looked at the way he was unwilling to choose either. He pinched Su Qingbai's face helplessly, and his heart was even more intent to force him.

Jiang Mao wanted to be on the next level of relationship for a long time. During that time Jiang Mao did not explain his identity, so Su Qingbai had reason to refuse him, but now Jiang Mao's posture of going to bed without going through the door [marry] was impossible for Su Qingbai to refuse.