AMLFS Chapter 47

Chapter 47: Zhao Fangye, Let’s Sleep Together

Although relegated to a remote corner, Li Haoyang occasionally chatted with Song Huaixi.

Most people in the academy knew Song Huaixi’s identity, and very few spoke to him.

Although no one at Yi Cai Academy bullied him, Song Huaixi wasn’t very happy.

Because everyone looked at him with a subtle sense of inquiry, which made him uncomfortable.

Most of the students at Yi Cai Academy were from prominent families with intricate family ties. The struggles between factions were not just a matter for their fathers; they were constantly competing secretly as well.

In the academy, Song Huaixi could only really talk to Qing Shan and Qing Yang. Li Haoyang was the only one who could have a few words with him, preventing him from feeling too stifled.

As for the others, although they were polite to him, their words always carried a hint of distance.

Song Huaixi, personally taught by Teacher Zhang, had already read the “Thousand Character Classic,” the enlightenment book for children. As soon as class ended, he hurried with Qing Shan and Qing Yang to Zhao Fangye’s side.

After the last incident, Song Huaixi never dared to run around and cause trouble for Qing Shan and Qing Yang again.

Like a graceful butterfly, he fluttered into Zhao Fangye’s arms.

Song Huaixi raised his face, his beautiful features carrying a childlike innocence, and said proudly, “Zhao Fangye, Teacher Zhang praised me today! I can already read a whole ‘Thousand Character Classic’!”

Saying “read” was perhaps an exaggeration; Song Huaixi could, at best, understand the sounds of the characters. As for their meanings, he only grasped them partially.

Even so, Song Huaixi was elated, feeling a slight difference from before. It seemed as if some of the haze blocking his mind was gradually dissipating.

Letting in a little light.

He didn’t know this was a sign of enlightenment.

Smiling and stroking the soft top of his head, praising him, Zhao Fangye took his slightly cool hand and led him toward the carriage.

Sitting inside the carriage, warmth enveloped them. Song Huaixi leaned close, his dark eyes fixed on him, expectantly.

Zhao Fangye helplessly curved his lips, unable to do anything with him.

Song Huaixi had a vague understanding of matters of love, but he was very enthusiastic about intimate gestures.

Recently, he had become even more clingy.

When happy, he would hug Zhao Fangye’s neck and want a kiss.

Pinching his waist, he placed the man on his lap, his pale eyes staring at him intently: “What do you want to do? Do it yourself.”

After speaking, he leaned against the carriage wall, watching him leisurely.

Normally, Zhao Fangye took the lead in these matters, but with the initiative suddenly handed to Song Huaixi, he was a little at a loss.

However, his mind was simple.

His gaze fixed on Zhao Fangye’s lightly pursed thin lips, he grabbed his clothes and leaned towards him.

Lip to lip, Song Huaixi only knew how to stick to him clumsily, giving light, pecking kisses. The expression in Zhao Fangye’s eyes darkened slightly, and an unknown flame ignited in his gaze.

Guiding his lips and tongue to entangle with his own, Zhao Fangye held him tighter around the waist and flipped him over, pinning him against the carriage wall.

“Mmm…”

The passionate kiss was gentle and restrained. When the kiss ended, both of them were breathing heavily.

His gaze fixed on Song Huaixi’s somewhat dazed face, then swept across his open collar. Zhao Fangye only felt something in his heart surge uncontrollably.

Lowering his head, he kissed his neck, leaving a scarlet mark on his side like he was bewitched. Reaching out, he pulled open the belt around his waist, and his robe instantly loosened.

Song Huaixi was tormented by the wet, hot itch on his neck, a laugh contained in his throat as he reached out to push his shoulder.

Before he could move, he suddenly felt his waist loosen. A pair of large hands roamed through the fabric, bringing a shiver.

A strange feeling suddenly arose in his heart, his whole body becoming numb, his heart beating like a drum.

Song Huaixi leaned against the carriage wall, his body as soft as water. His pair of moist eyes gradually became blurred.

Such a familiar feeling.

Song Huaixi remembered that night. That night, Zhao Fangye had also made his heart flutter like this.

Suddenly grabbing Zhao Fangye’s clothes on his shoulder, he clenched and struggled, “Mmm… Zhao Fangye… No… No…”

Raising his head from his fair neck, Zhao Fangye’s eyebrows and eyes carried an unresolved desire.

Grabbing his hand, he brought it to his lips for a light kiss, indulgently saying, “What?”

Zhao Fangye’s gaze steadily fixed on him, his deep voice carrying charm, causing Song Huaixi’s waist to feel a burst of numbness.

Song Huaixi opened his pair of big round eyes, leaned against the carriage wall, and took a breath before saying, “Don’t want, my butt hurts.”

Almost instantly, Zhao Fangye knew what he meant. He remembered that night, he hadn’t been gentle, scaring Song Huaixi and ending in a half-hearted way.

As a result, Song Huaixi had been resisting the matters between the sheets. They had been married for so long, and they were still only kissing and hugging.

Being husband and wife, doing it like them was still rare.

Lowering his head and enduring the heat in his heart, Song Huaixi didn’t seem to feel anything.

What was hard was Zhao Fangye’s daily restraint against Song Huaixi’s teasing.

Tying the belt around his waist, Zhao Fangye pursed his lips and carefully tidied the clothes that he had messed up, not saying a word.

Song Huaixi was a little flustered, thinking that Zhao Fangye was angry. Biting his lip, his hands hung at his sides, twisting the hem of his clothes into a ball.

Remembering that night, Zhao Fangye looked at him with an expression that

Song Huaixi was still a little scared, feeling as if he was about to be eaten.

His heart was also out of control, beating wildly. He felt like he was drowning. This unfamiliar and helpless feeling made him very uneasy.

Slowly going to pull Zhao Fangye’s sleeve, Song Huaixi’s thick eyelashes fluttered: “Zhao Fangye, don’t be angry. I’m sorry, but I’m really afraid of pain…”

Raising his eyes and looking at the slightly timid expression in his eyes, Zhao Fangye smiled.

Pulling him into his arms and comforting him, “If Huaixi doesn’t want to, I won’t force you. Why are you apologizing? It was my impatience that scared you, I should be the one apologizing.”

Zhao Fangye wasn’t a lustful person, Song Huaixi’s appearance made him seem too lewd.

He just occasionally couldn’t help himself.

He didn’t think about forcing Song Huaixi to do anything. Song Huaixi was his, even if he was slow to understand, he could wait.

Listening to Zhao Fangye’s apology, Song Huaixi didn’t show any expression. He was keenly aware of something he couldn’t understand, so he simply pursed his lips and didn’t speak.

Zhao Fangye hugged him and didn’t speak either, his pale eyes lowered, hiding the expression in his eyes.

The atmosphere in the carriage was quiet for a moment.

Returning to the Prince’s Mansion, after finishing dinner, Song Huaixi went to find Zhao-mama. The two didn’t know what they said in the room. When he returned to the main hall.

Song Huaixi’s face had completely changed, striding proudly towards the main hall.

Zhao Fangye went to the study to handle business after dinner, and it was already late when he returned to the main hall.

Song Huaixi always went to bed early.

After washing up and lifting the quilt, Zhao Fangye was caught off guard by a pair of bright eyes in the bedding.

“Huaixi? Not asleep yet?”

Zhao Fangye reached out and put his arm around him, lowered his head, and his eyes fell on his fair face.

Tonight, Song Huaixi was particularly energetic, with an obvious nervousness in his eyes. Zhao Fangye frowned and was about to ask.

Song Huaixi’s soft and glutinous voice, with a trembling tone, slammed into him: “Zhao Fangye, let’s sleep together tonight!”