YOUNG MASTER GU, PLEASE BE GENTLE

“Donkey?” Fu Qinglun asked as his eyebrows knit together.

 “It’s the donkey game. Young Master Fu, have you never played it before?” Lin Shiyu teased him.

 “…”

 Lin Shiyu knew very well that he had never played this before. Noble blood ran in this man’s veins after all. He had never been in these sleazy places, neither had he played with women before. He had yet to even watch porn. All in all, he was an untainted, elegant aristocrat.

 He really was an extinct specimen in this current gluttonous and lascivious society.

 Reaching out with two fair hands, Lin Shiyu pushed him away, retreating from his legs. She took a belt and winked prettily at Fu Qinglun, biting her lip charmingly. “Young Master Fu, come over. Let’s have fun.”

 She was being seductive on purpose.

 Fu Qinglun gazed at her coldly. He naturally knew what she had in mind, but he felt as though he had embers in his throat, and knew that he would buy into it no matter what.

 This woman was cold. In all the years that he had known her, she had never lowered herself just to entice him.

 But she never had to.

 ‘Young Master Fu, come over, let’s have some fun…’ 

Her clear, beautiful voice revealed hints of softness and he swallowed unconsciously when he heard it. Then, he stood up, as if on autopilot.

With one hand in his pocket, he walked over to Lin Shiyu, and looked at the belt she was holding. He raised his eyebrows and said, “You want me to whip you?”

 He was speechless.

 Even though he didn’t know how to play this game, he had been born with a naturally high IQ, and figured out in a glance.

 Lin Shiyu arched her beautiful red lips. “Turn around first, then I’ll show you how it’s played.”

 As Fu Qinglun gazed at her with his cold eyes, he found his heart stirred by her. He would probably consider jumping off a building if she told him to right now.

 Three years ago, he had almost lost his life for her. This woman was going to be the death of him.

 He turned around and asked, “‘How do you play this? Hurry up…”

 The belt rang out with the sound of a slap.

 Piak! Lin Shiyu had whipped Fu Qinglun buttocks with the belt in her hand. As the belt connected with his buttocks, everyone in the room gasped and stared in shock.

 The butler at the side was speechless.

 Oh god, what had he just witnessed?

 This Miss Lin actually dared hit Young Master on the buttocks!

 What audacity! What heaven-defying audacity!

 The Guding Family had towered over Mexico for two centuries without collapsing and as the current Young Master, many ladies flocked after him. But Young Master seemed uninterested in matters of women. This woman dared whip Young Master on the buttocks, what blasphemy!

 But the butler had noticed that his Young Master was extremely tolerant in front of this woman.

 He came over when she asked him to and turned when she requested.

 Fu Qinglun’s tall, straight body froze as he was hit. He turned over quickly, his large white palms grabbing her slim wrist, as he pulled her into his embrace. He grit his teeth in anger and hissed, “You dare hit me? Are you looking for death?”

 Lin Shiyu raised her head to look at him innocently. “Young Master Fu, this is the donkey game. I once had a donkey I never rode, one day I made a rash decision to ride him to the market, I held a whip in one hand to hit his bottom..”

 Fu Qinglun had no words.

 Before she could finish the rhyme, Fu Qinglun grasped her wrists tightly and said darkly, “So I’m your donkey?”

 ‘Little Donkey’ was a nursery rhyme, but the end had been altered. He didn’t know how to play before, but now he did.

 This woman was asking for it!

 It seemed like he was really getting angry, so Lin Shiyu put on an innocent expression and said, “Young Master Fu, you were the one who wanted to play. I didn’t force you.”

 Huh! So she was still trying to talk her way out!

 Fu Qinglun raised his beautiful eyebrows, his thin, pink lips curving into a devilish smile. “Alright, let’s keep playing then.”

 He flung his arm and threw her onto the bed.

 The belt fell onto the large bed and Lin Shiyu’s beautiful back pressed against the soft mattress. She tried to get up but her vision turned dark as he pressed onto her.

 She began struggling. “Young Master Fu, there’s people around!”

 Fu Qinglun pressed his leg into the bed, one large palm propping her up, the other undoing the buttons of his navy shirt. “Oh? Where?”

 Lin Shiyu looked around. Everyone had vanished from the room. Damn, he was really quick.

 At this moment, his lips pressed directly against her red lips.

 It had been a long time since she was touched by a man. The clean, crisp scent of masculinity wafted over. Her pupils shrank as her whole body stiffened.

 She still had not gotten over her phobia.

 Fu Qinglun knew that she was slow to warm up in these situations. He frowned and thought about the wedding night she gave him when she was younger…

 Back then, her body was filled with all of his marks.

 This memory made him slow his kiss down. Regardless of how she had abandoned him three years ago, her name was still up there along with his on the marriage certificate. He couldn’t do anything to her. The one who caused him the most pain was her, and the one he loved most was also her. He hated yet loved her, abhorred yet desired her…

 His large palms shuffled against her silky hair, and his kiss became deeper.

 Lin Shiyu’s hands were on his chest, trying to push him away. But her fingers curled up as she slowly caught hold of his shirt. She was almost melting from his fiery kiss.

 The stiffness in her body was softening as well.

 Fu Qinglun’s lips left hers slightly, his nose still against her face. He spoke in a low and husky voice. “Who’s the donkey, huh?”

 Lin Shiyu blushed, her beautiful eyes shining. “You’re my donkey!”

 “Little devil!” he scolded her softly, his white, large palms turning her gently, until she was lying on her stomach on the bed.

 His long fingers picked up the belt nearby and he hummed threateningly, “I’ll give you one more chance. Who is whose donkey?”

 Lin Shiyu humphed and ignored him.

 Fu Qinglun reached out to grab her face. “Your body is already as soft as water, yet you remain as stubborn as a rock.”

 With that, he bent down to kiss her face. “Are you asking for me to whip you? Or is it that you’ll only speak after I ride you?”

 Lin Shiyu stayed silent.

 He was a sheltered, elegant prince on the surface but actually learned really fast! Lin Shiyu’s face was red to the point of almost burning up. The atmosphere in the room was cranked up a few notches as well.

 His kiss lingered on her face, as it got more and more sensual and pleasant. Suddenly, a melodious ringtone sounded. She had a call.

 The disruption cleared her head and Lin Shiyu was suddenly awakened. She had been utterly engrossed in his kiss. If not for this call, she might not have been able to deal with the consequences of her actions.

 “Fu Qinglun, let go, I need to pick up the phone.”