Indulging in Carnal Desire

Jing Chen had never pondered on the question of whether Chu Jiao would marry him or not.

From his point of view, eversince Chu Jiao had entered his world, she was never allowed to have any thoughts of escaping.

He would not agree to it, nor would he permit it.

Dominance and stubbornness had always presided deep in Jing Chen’s bones, but he was merely unaware of them.

Naturally, it wasn’t that he didn’t know how difficult it would be for him to marry an unknown woman, who had previously pretended to be a eunuch, but to him, all of that didn’t matter, he simply believed that there was always a way.

In other words, this was the ultimate goal he was working hard for.

These kinds of goals always took a long tto reach, but what Jing Chen wanted to do the most now was to expose a certain matter that his little eunuch had always wanted to hide.

Chu Jiao was completely unaware that she had already been exposed. She merely laid in bed leisurely for more than half a month so that not only could her bum recover, but also so that her face could becsmooth and round from eating and drinking good food all day long.

On the other hand, Jing Chen had been experiencing erotic dreams for half a month since he accidentally saw those obscene pictures.

And within those dreams, a certain person would always appear. What should be done and what should not be done, he had all done them to her.

Waking up with another upright tent in his trousers again, Jing Chen stared at the cold and wet trousers with a dark face, immediately calling for people to cin.

“Master, what do you need?” A brisk voice was accompanied by the sounds of hurried footsteps as Jing Chen quickly pulled the quilt to cover himself.

He had forgotten about this. Yesterday, a servant reported that Little Dumpling had already made a full recovery and had requested to start attending to him again.

In the past half month, while Chu Jiao was nursing her frail health back, Jing Chen’s daily needs were attended to by another second-class eunuch. And before he even allowed the second-class eunuch to start serving him, to ease his lingering fears, he had instructed the second-class eunuch to take off his clothes so that he could personally check his missing appendage before allowing the second-class to get close to him. Consequently, this only made the little eunuch feel anxious for the next few days when he went back to him, assuming that his master had taken a special fancy to him.

“Don’t chere!” He was a little embarrassed, afraid that the girl would see his undignified circumstances.

In the past, he treated Chu Jiao as a normal eunuch, never shying away from bathing and changing clothes in front of her. Jing Chen also didn’t think much of his actions. But upon realizing that Little Dumpling was a girl and that they were only three or four years apart in age, the thin-skinned teenager was suddenly concerned.

In fact, Chu Jiao had already heard from the other servants that during the handover of responsibilities, they were saying that the Sixth Prince often changed and washed his own trousers as of late, an indication that he had finally ‘grown up.’

She felt the situation amusing in her heart. In the previous worlds, the male lead had always been someone who had a big junk and had lasted long, so this was the first tshe had seen him act so flustered.

“Master, the slave is alright. I have finished sewing your inner clothing. Would you like to try them on?”

Chu Jiao didn’t expose the embarrassing matter that the young man wanted to hide, simply walking into the room while carrying a handful of clothes like normal, standing in front of the bed.

Jing Chen stared at his ‘little brother’ under the blanket, ‘Don’t you usually only last a short while? Why aren’t you quickly going soft today!’

However, situations always ended up contrary to one’s wishes. And, as Chu Jiao’s gentle voice weaved into his ears, the item between his legs turned even more energetic.

“Master, I’ll be drawing the curtains open now.”

Chu Jiao didn’t carry any respect towards the hierarchy like the ancient people did. Even though she was merely a humble fake eunuch in this world, Jing Chen had always treated her well, so she often ignored the juvenile’s dishonest words and did as she pleased.

The muslin curtains were drawn and tied to the bedposts, and Chu Jiao elegantly bent down and placed the clothes on the bed. But upon lifting her eyes, she noticed the young boy’s bulge that could not be covered by the quilt.

Jing Chen blushed harshly, “Don’t look!”

Chu Jiao felt both relieved and amused at the youth’s embarrassed reaction at this moment. She closely accompanied the youth as he grew up, quietly watching him slowly turn from a gloomy youth into a remarkable young man, and even though he would only be a senior high student in the modern world, Jing Chen’s calm character and the way he interacted with the world made Chu Jiao forget that he was actually just a teenager.

Only his current appearance gave him the figure of a youth.

“This is nothing, Master. This is just a normal physiological reaction of a man.” Chu Jiao slightly raised the corners of her mouth, feeling like a big bad wolf tempting Little Red Riding Hood. “Don’t be ashamed. It’s not good if you hold yourself back for a long time, you have to relieve it as soon as possible.”

Relieve? Jing Chen looked at the jade-faced eunuch in front of him with a stunned expression and suddenly asked, “H-How do you relieve it?”

“By using your hands.” Chu Jiao just smirked and gestured. Having already gained experience early on, she didn’t feel uncomfortable at all.

However, Jing Chen’s face turned red, then white, yelling, “How do you know of this!”

Why did a little girl such as herself know of such matters!?

Chu Jiao raised an eyebrow. Unaware that her identity had already been exposed, she cast Jing Chen a look as if to say, ‘You should know.’

“Even if I lost my little junior, this slave was still once a man so naturally… this slave has knowledge in these types of matters.”

After hearing these words, Jing Chen nearly lost his grip on the quilt.

Ptoo! A man my arse!

This little liar!

The unhappiness caused by the little eunuch’s lie, which he had been suppressing all this time, had finally floated back to the surface, and the more he thought about it, the more he grew angrier. Jing Chen simply leaned back on his pillow and glared at the certain little liar, who was unaware that calamity was looming, saying, “This royal highness doesn’t know! Cover and do it for me!”

[Completed]