Silent Lover (The Silent Concubine) - Chap 160
Jun Xuanxiao raided an old academy in the capital, taking a whole box of books back to the villa. Most were rare editions, hard to come by…
Shen Yu became so absorbed that he forgot to eat or sleep, and it was Jun Xuanxiao who dragged him away for a late-night meal, followed by a floral bath. Shen Yu’s long, silk-like black hair was still damp, and he leaned over the desk, flipping through the pages.
“Fine, fine, I’ll help you.”
Jun Xuanxiao had initially wanted Shen Yu to dry his hair, fearing he might get a headache, but Shen Yu was completely immersed in the book, paying no heed to his words. Jun Xuanxiao picked up a plain towel and sat behind Shen Yu.
Fortunately, it was already getting hot this season, so Shen Yu’s hair was half-dry quickly. When Jun Xuanxiao’s hand touched it, it felt smooth and silky, a delightful sensation.
“So fragrant.”
Jun Xuanxiao leaned in closer to Shen Yu’s hair, inhaling deeply. Shen Yu’s faint natural scent mixed with the delicate floral fragrance, filling Jun Xuanxiao with a sense of calm and joy…
It had been so long since he had been this close to Shen Yu…
Shen Yu always resisted him, disliked him getting near. Although they shared the same bed, Shen Yu would always curl up on one side when he slept. If Jun Xuanxiao tried to move closer, Shen Yu would instinctively shrink further in, almost to the edge of the bed, leaving Jun Xuanxiao with no choice. To ensure Shen Yu rested well, he had to hold back his own desires…
Jun Xuanxiao chuckled bitterly to himself. It was only when Shen Yu got lost in a book that he had the chance to get a little closer.
To be honest, this feeling was tormenting…
After all, Jun Xuanxiao was a normal man, full of vitality, with desires far stronger than an average man. He wasn’t a monk, untouched by passion…
Especially with such a beauty by his side, yet all he could do was look and not touch. Jun Xuanxiao had long been holding back a belly full of suppressed desire. At night, he would toss and turn under the covers, his pent-up desire nearly making his blood boil, his hardness akin to a bone…
Heaven knew how tempting Shen Yu was to Jun Xuanxiao. But he had promised never to force Shen Yu unless Shen Yu initiated it himself…
Just by catching a whiff of Shen Yu’s scent, Jun Xuanxiao had already pitched a large tent…
Looking at Shen Yu’s slender back, Jun Xuanxiao’s gut twisted with regret. In the past, he hadn’t known restraint—how could Shen Yu endure his wolfish hunger? Now, not only was the meat out of reach, even the soup’s aroma was unattainable.
One’s blessings and fortunes are destined, and Jun Xuanxiao had learned his lesson well. He had squandered too much before; now, it was unattainable even with a fortune.
Shen Yu lifted his head, feeling something pressing against his lower back, near the base of his spine…
He didn’t need to think—surely it was that scoundrel up to his tricks again… Shen Yu picked up a bamboo fan from the desk and swiped it backward.
“Hmng~”
A muffled groan escaped Jun Xuanxiao’s lips. He gritted his teeth in pain but dared not cry out too loudly…
No matter how hard Jun Xuanxiao’s arousal was, it was no match for the hardness of bamboo, especially in a man’s most vulnerable spot…
“Yu’er, do you really mean to destroy my happiness for the rest of my life…”
Jun Xuanxiao silently lamented, holding back his temper. He stood up, bent over, and limped out of the room.
Shen Yu glanced back, seeing the scoundrel hobbling. Could he have actually fractured his knee with that fan strike?
Just keep pretending.
As if that scoundrel could be so easily hurt! Deep in the night, lying in bed, Shen Yu fell into a peaceful sleep. Jun Xuanxiao gazed at Shen Yu’s serene face, his loosely worn robe revealing smooth skin and a hint of a sexy collarbone…
Jun Xuanxiao sighed, getting up to go to the bathroom. Luckily, Shen Yu wasn’t strong, or else he wouldn’t even have had the chance to take care of himself now…
Roughly venting his frustrations, Jun Xuanxiao splashed himself with cold water, feeling utterly miserable before crawling back into bed to sleep…
Shen Yu rose even earlier than Jun Xuanxiao. Jun Xuanxiao regretted bringing this pile of books back home—it was like inviting a rival into the house…
“Yu’er, when I took them away, the old scholars at the academy cried like I was kidnapping their grandchildren. Once you’re done reading, I’ll return them, lest some old man loses hope and faints. This pile here is my early collection; you can take your time reading them. Don’t skip meals or sleep; if you ruin your health, I can’t bear the pain for you.”
As Jun Xuanxiao was about to step out, he turned back and placed a bowl of sea cucumber and egg soup in front of Shen Yu. Only after watching him finish it did he leave for court with a satisfied smile.
