He Became The Aunt Of His Best Friend After Waking Up Chapter 19: Getting Wronged

s.h.i.+ Chen found himself lying in bed when he woke up the next day. He sat up and glanced around. It was an unfamiliar room. Then he looked down at himself and found his previous clothes gone and he was wearing this soft light-gray cotton pajamas, which matched the sheet and quilt cover very well.

Where was I? Chen pressed hard on his own forehead and frowned, trying to remember what had happened before his coma. He took his luggage to school to look for Yunsheng Liang; Cheng Yu also drove to the school; and then the three of them went to the clubhouse for a drink; and then … That was all he could recall.

Chen tended to black out when getting drunk.

Chen first scratched his hair randomly, then picked up the water cup on the headboard and drank the water in it. Finished, he stared at the cup and the longer he looked at it, more familiarity occurred to him. Wasn't this the one in Bo's house which was worth 4500 Yuan? No matter whether it really cost that much, Chen was sure this was the one for he remembered so clearly how he felt when holding it. It couldn't be the same with those five-dollar cups sold on the wayside.

Chen sat dazed for a few seconds, and then suddenly got out of bed and rushed out of the room. When he saw the person walking upstairs at the entrance of the stairs, Chen's eyes were wide open in surprise. "Feng Ma?"

"You're awake? That's good. Go down and have breakfast." As speaking, she was about to turn around to go downstairs. Chen hurriedly took her arm, "Wait!"

Feng Ma turned her head back, with Chen asked anxiously, "Where is this? How comes I'm here? Who brought me here? And why are you here?"

Feng Ma replied earnestly, "This is another residence of the master. You were drunk. The master brought you back, and it's also him who asked me to come here."

It must be Qing Bo. Chen was stupefied for a moment, and then asked, "Where is he?"

Feng Ma said, "The master is not feeling well. He went back to rest after sending you here last night."

"Not feeling well?" It suddenly occurred to him that they had fallen downstairs together and that made him anxious. "Wat happened to him?"

Feng Ma frowned slightly at him, and said with a vaguely reproachful tone, "You apparently know he's lactose intolerant. But why do you still ask him to eat so much cake?"

"…What?" Chen froze. Lactose intolerant? He didn't know! "Well, is that so serious?"

"He was halfway on his second bottle of drip when he went to pick you up." Feng Ma paused for a while, had a look at Chen, and sighed softly, "Little s.h.i.+, here's my little advice. Stop losing your temper with the master. He's so busy with the company, and now plus you. What's more, he hasn't recovered yet. I went to the study in the morning and saw him working. It was obvious that he had stayed up all night. His whole person looked so haggard that even I felt sympathy for him."

Chen was also feeling sympathy for him. But things were not as what Feng Ma had thought. He didn't have a temper with Bo, and he was not qualified to have a temper with him, either. He had nothing to do with him. He was at most his nephew's cla.s.smate. It was only as far as that.

Such thing as taking up other's body would not be acceptant for Feng Ma. It was so uncanny that it might frighten her.

So, Che could only say, "I'll go to see him later."

"That's right. Come downstairs for breakfast after you get dressed." Feng Ma went downstairs.

Chen quickly went back to his room and changed his clothes. After coming downstairs, he directly went out to take a taxi without eating breakfast.

"What are you thinking?" Cheng Yu turned over to lie on his side with one of his arms on Liang's chest. He had just woken up, with his eyes half-closed. His voice hoa.r.s.e and soft, the whole person of him emanated laziness. "Hmm?"

"Nothing." Liang checked on the time and lifted the quilt, intending to get up.

Yu pulled him back. "Where are you going?"

"Going to school." Liang disengaged himself from Yu's hand.

"Don't go. How about staying at home with me." Yu pulled Liang back to the bed and hugged him by the waist. "I'm leaving tomorrow."

"Ok. It's not like you're not coming back." Liang took Yu's hands off again.

"Hey, you're being so harsh on me." Yu clutched his own chest. "Are you gonna deny what you've done when you've not even got out of bed?"

Liang remembered what happened last night and blushed. "Nonsense. I'm not."

"Not what? Not gonna deny it?" Yu hugged Liang again, raised his naked legs and wrapped him firmly. Then he pressed against Liang's ear and said, "Then prove it."

With his whole body growing hot, Liang reached out to push Yu but when he put his hands on his shoulders, they were like sucked on them and could not exert any strength. Nor could he withdraw his hands. "How to prove?"

Yu blew air into his ear. "Let's do it again."

Liang could not help with his flirting and his minds wavered. He raised his hand and had a scratch on his head. "But you … last night. Can you?"

"Of course." Yu smiled slyly. "It totally depends on whether you can do it or not."

Liang pressed Yu back to bed in an instant. While Yu normally slept naked, it helped in that it saved the procedure of undressing. And Liang had just tasted the sweetness of s.e.x, so he was just wondering where to let off his inexhaustible libido. Yu, the one who was not afraid of death, got right in the way. Liang thus directly pushed his two legs away and went to f.u.c.k him.

Yu was over 30 now after all and was not equal to the hot-blooded teenager. After being pressed down and f.u.c.ked for seven or eight minutes, it had been a little unbearable for him. Yu gasped and beat Laing's tight waist, "Son of a b.i.t.c.h, you, slow down."

"That's not what you said last night." Liang replied in gasps, with the f.u.c.king movement unstopping, making Yu keep b.u.mping into the headboard.

"Last night's last night, and now … Yeah, is now. I haven't had breakfast …"

"Well, then let's see if you still dare to flirt with anyone casually in the future!" Liang penetrated hard into Yu.

"Ah! Um …" Yu wrapped his legs tightly around Liang's waist, hugged his sweaty shoulders and gasped in his ears with smiles. "Baby, that's great. Come again."

Liang rubbed his b.u.t.tocks hard and penetrated in him even more ferociously. "Don't call baby!"

Yu frowned hard consequently and then had several moans. Then he loosened his eyebrows, looped his arms around Liang's neck and said slimy while gasping, "Petty. Then is it ok that I call something else?"

So, he began to make the copulation calls on bed.

Liang had intended to take half a day off, but now he changed his mind. He decided to take a whole day off.

Half an hour later.

Liang got up from Yu and leant against the headboard, smoking and wrapped in sweat. In the meantime, he pulled out his phone to text his head teacher to ask for a leave. Yu was almost killed half his life. And he lay at his original place panting for a long time before he recovered. Then he raised his hand to lift his sweaty hair around his forehead, and stretched his hand lazily toward Liang, who pulled him up against his body, stuffed a cigarette into his mouth and lit it for him.

Yu had a smoke, stretched his sore legs, and said in a husky voice, "No more school?"

"Hmm."

"So f.u.c.k me at home?"

Liang frowned slightly.

"You don't like me talking like this? Ok, then I won't do it again." Yu looked up and puffed out rings of smoke. Then he squinted at Liang and said smilingly with flushed cheeks, "You'll do the talking."

"Say what?" asked Liang.

Yu switched to lean on his side and rubbed his knee on Liang's waist. "Some dirty words."

Liang was silent for a moment, then s.n.a.t.c.hed Yu's half-done cigarette from his hand, and snuffed it together with his one in the ashtray. Then he leaned over to press Yu under his body and said in a low voice. "I'll f.u.c.k you to death."

Another forty minutes pa.s.sed.

Liang got up from Yu, and went to wash in the bathroom satisfied. When it was done and he went out of the bathroom, he saw Yu lying on the bed with the air-conditional quilt only up to his waist and his fine back exposed with red marks on it. Liang stood there looking at him for a while, felt a little thirsty, and then turned back into the bathroom again. When he came out, Yu was still in that position, and Liang felt the back particularly stinging, so he went over to pull up the quilt up to his shoulders.

Yu turned over drowsily and patted the bed against his side. Liang didn't want to touch him now, so he just stood in front of the bed and said, "Get up and have a wash. I'll go to buy the breakfast."

Liang went over to open the wardrobe while he suddenly remembered that this was not his home. Right there, he saw a row of colorful short-sleeved T-s.h.i.+rts hanging in the wardrobe. On the other side, there were all kinds of jeans and casual pants, and even basketball clothes.

Judging from the style and size, they were obviously not Yu's clothes.

Not expecting to find out this on his first day in his home, Liang just felt a punch in his head. He slammed the wardrobe closed, strode to the bathroom door, and took out the clothes he changed last night from the laundry basket.

Yu sat up, "What's the matter with you? Why do you wear the dirty ones when you've got new ones?"

Liang quickly put on his clothes and went over with a cold face to take his phone on the headboard, and Yu grabbed his hand, "What's this?"

Liang shook off Yu's hands, "Don't touch me!"

"Well, even this doesn't work? Then what's about all the touching just now?"

Liang felt hot around his stomach on thought of that, and then thinking of those clothes, his face went hot in anger, too.

"Can't you be more shameless?"

Yu felt wronged, "How's that I'm shameless?"

"Why do you let me f.u.c.k you when you've already had a boyfriend?"

"No. I've been single for years. Where's the boyfriend you're talking about?"

Liang pointed to the wardrobe irritatedly, "Then whose clothes are all of those in there? Don't say they're yours. I won't believe it!"

Yu felt more wronged, "They're all yours."

Liang, "…???"

"I've just known it for sure that you can't pull yourself together with my temptation and are coming home with me tonight. So, I asked the housekeeper to prepare your clothes in advance."

Liang flushed for a while, then turned around and ran away with one sentence, "You can't resist the temptation."