My Brother Was First My Boyfriend And Later My Husband

Chapter 17

Translator: PastTimer

Editor: PastTimer
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Nevertheless, I still felt that I should talk to Gu Yan.

However, these days he avoided me, seldom spoke to me and refused to meet my eyes.

I understood what he was doing. Since he said he would let me be free he would never take initiative to haunt me. Although he had planted and sown evil, he had never deceived me.

At night I went to talk to him and knocked on his door but no one answered.

The room was unlocked, I hesitated and went in.

A low gasp came from the bathroom, a clear sound of lust.

It was Gu Yan's voice...

I couldn't help peeking and carefully opened a small gap in the bathroom door.

Gu Yan was naked, leaning on the sink, holding his phone in his left hand and sliding his right hand over his cock.

His tight back muscles were reflected in the mirror behind him and his organ looked terrible and fierce.

His twisted expression was one I had never seen before. In the past, even we went to bed together, he had never exposed such unmasked feelings or had been in such a state in front of me.

I felt curious: who was that person who could make Gu Yan masturbate like that in front of a phone screen.

Realizing what I was peeping at, I fled back to my room in a panic.

Leaning against the wall and waiting for my heartbeat to calm down, I felt ashamed to find out that I uncontrollably had an erection while peeking at Gu Yan masturbating.

I was already leaking, leaving a small wet spot on my underwear. I recalled Gu Yan's lustful face and his slightly open mouth. I sat on the bed and started to paint.

He was giving me oral sex. Then he stroked me up and down, faster, and faster; he finally made me reach climax with a wet and sloppy kiss.

I looked my palm covered with my own semen and scolded myself fiercely in my heart--

Duan He, you really are a pervert.

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After celebrating New Year's at the Gu Mansion, I made an excuse to go back to school early. After going through some formalities, I moved into my dormitory in advance.

Chen Ling didn't go home and stayed in Beijing to work, saying that he wanted to save some money for tuition fees for the next year.

He was a hard worker who got up at 5:30 every morning, helps everyone in the dormitory get hot water, and then goes to the library to read some books.

When there were no classes, he would go out to work in some odd jobs, each time he would bring along a flipbook no smaller than his palm with him that was filled with some English words.

I admired Chen Ling very much. People like him who could live tenaciously in adversity must have a kind of fortitude that others couldn't see.

Although it seemed that he was so thin, so lonely, and so helpless.

On the day of the Lantern Festival¹, I went to the supermarket to buy a pack of ready-made frozen dumplings and some hot pot ingredients. I planned to wait for Chen Ling to get off work, but it was Gu Mingzhang who crossed through the door first.

He was carrying a big suitcase, with a tag for checked baggage from the airport attached to it.

"Duan He, you're also here?" He looked a bit surprised but soon recovered his usual deadpan expression, "I brought some Shanxi specialities for everyone to try."

"Why didn't you stay at home for a few more days, why come back so early?" I asked him.

"It's not particularly interesting at home, so I went back in advance," Gu Mingzhang took off his coat and hung it on the door, he looked at the vegetables, meat slabs, and golden mushrooms on the plate, he asked me, "You're having hotpot today?"

"I just bought this and wanted to wait for Chen Ling to come back and celebrate together. I didn't know you'd come back first. I'll go and buy some food for you, what do you want to eat?"

I asked.

Gu Mingzhang didn't bother being polite: "Beef and mutton rolls, and also frozen tofu. Please buy four or five cans of beer."

"Alright, you sort your things out, I'll go to the campus market first."

I put on my outer layers and grabbed our dorm keys. While going out to buy Gu Mingzhang's food, I met Chen Ling at the school gate holding a roast chicken.

"This roasted chicken was the supermarket's canteen food, the elder sister¹ who I worked with there gave it to me, she said that we should eat this together later."

Chen Ling explained, looking shy.

I told him: "Gu Mingzhang came back today, your roast chicken isn't enough for him to even nibble on. We'll cook hotpot tonight, you should go back to boil water now, I'll go buy his food."

Chen Ling's eyes brightened and his smile deepened. I wonder if it was because of the hotpot or something else.

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Notes:

1- Not necessarily an immediate relative, just an older female acquaintance or distant relative

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