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A long, wet mane of hair, like a water hose, arched beautifully behind him at the moment the water splashed out, sending droplets flying everywhere.
His handsome face, covered in beads of water, was sculpted with exquisite and deep features as if chiseled by a master craftsman. His sword-like brows slanted elegantly, and his narrow, jet-black cold eyes narrowed slightly, sparkling with a brilliance akin to the most beautiful stars in the sky.
Beneath his straight nose, a pair of slightly thin lips were pressed together, complementing his bronze skin tone and exuding an air of aloofness and cold beauty that made him an absolute vision of perfection.
Following that stunning face was a body that even the gods of Greece would envy.
Broad shoulders and a narrow waist, with well-defined muscles and clear lines, his eight-pack abs were prominent above a flat stomach devoid of any excess fat…
Oh my gosh, she saw it! She saw it!
When her gaze fell below the man's solid abdomen to where his masculinity was evident, Le Yao Yao felt as if she had been struck by lightning, freezing in place.
Then, blood rushed to her head at an alarming speed.
Her cheeks burned with heat; even without looking in a mirror, Le Yao Yao knew her face must be flushed.
Heavens, how embarrassing!
After all, she had lived eighteen years without even touching a boy's hand. Sure, she had gossiped about boys with her close friends in the dormitory, but that was all just imagination in her mind. She had never seen anything like this in reality…
And now, staring at the impressive sight before her, Le Yao Yao felt a wave of emotions wash over her…
So this is what a man's… looked like. Uh, how ugly…
(Little Drunk: Ahem, hey! Why is it ugly!?)
As Le Yao Yao's heart raced with excitement, it was clear that Leng Junyu across from her had also noticed her presence.
When he saw the young eunuch standing on the shore, Leng Junyu's handsome face momentarily froze, but soon, it returned to its usual calm demeanor.
He simply swam slowly to the shore, then crossed his arms and leaned against the bank.
"Come here and serve this prince!"
His hoarse voice broke through the spell of beauty that had captivated Le Yao Yao, bringing her back to reality. As she looked at the man lazily resting on the shore, confusion flickered in her eyes.
"Serve!?"
What could she possibly serve him while he was lying there?
Perhaps sensing Le Yao Yao's bewilderment, Leng Junyu regarded her as if she were foolish and helplessly said, "Scrub my back."
His cold tone was straightforward and blunt.
"Scrub your back!? Oh, okay..."
After a brief moment of surprise, Le Yao Yao quickly regained her composure and nodded vigorously in response.
Although she was an innocent girl who had never even held a boy's hand, it didn't mean she lacked romantic feelings.
But really, who could blame her? Anyone who laid eyes on such a handsome man with a physique more perfect than a Greek statue would find their heart fluttering.
pure perfection.
As she approached, her heart raced with a mix of excitement and nervousness. The man before her, the embodiment of both danger and allure, lay there in all his glory, unadorned and breathtakingly beautiful. The serene atmosphere of the hot spring surrounded them, with shimmering water reflecting the soft light like a dreamscape.
He was the living embodiment of an ice mountain, exuding an aura that could freeze anyone in their tracks with just a glance. Yet here he was, vulnerable and captivating, his toned physique glistening with droplets that sparkled like diamonds under the gentle glow of the luminous pearls nearby.
Le Yao Yao couldn't help but wonder what it would feel like to touch such perfection. Would he be as flawless to the touch as he appeared?
Her hands trembled slightly as she grasped the towel, a mix of anticipation and anxiety coursing through her veins. This was the first time she faced him without fear; instead, she felt an overwhelming sense of nervousness.
She watched him as he lay there, eyes closed in feigned slumber, his long hair cascading around him like a dark waterfall, each droplet rolling off and catching the light in a mesmerizing dance. The sight was intoxicating, and Le Yao Yao found herself lost in thoughts of what it meant to be so close to someone so extraordinary.
Deliciously beautiful!
Le Yao Yao swallowed hard, almost drooling, as she trembled with her small hands, slowly reaching towards the broad and sturdy back of the man.
When her fingers made contact with that firm and elastic back, Le Yao Yao felt even more excited!
Oh my…
What wonderfully elastic muscles…
Oh wow…
What smooth skin…
It was as silky and delicate as satin.
Damn it, how could a man's skin be so incredibly smooth? What would other women think!?
Le Yao Yao silently exclaimed in her heart, marveling at the soft touch beneath her fingertips.
After all, she had never imagined that this seemingly cold and heartless living devil would possess such unbelievably smooth skin!
As she thought about this, Le Yao Yao failed to notice that her gaze towards Leng Junyu was burning with intensity. Her eyes were like those of a hungry tigress, ready to devour the exquisite creature before her…
However, just because she didn’t notice didn’t mean others were oblivious.
The originally gently closed Cold Eyes slightly lifted, observing the little eunuch squatting by the shore, one hand holding a towel to wipe his back while unabashedly gazing at him with an insatiable hunger. This made Leng Junyu's beautiful Cold Eyes flicker slightly, a hint of surprise crossing his gaze.
After all, if he wasn't mistaken, the little eunuch in front of him was looking at him with a hungry gaze, as if he were a piece of meat laid out on a chopping board, making 'him' salivate uncontrollably...
Being looked at like this for the first time in his life left Leng Junyu somewhat stunned and awkward. However, surprisingly, he felt no sense of disgust at all!
It was important to note that there were no women around him; he usually avoided them. Yet, he knew he was still a normal man and had never felt any attraction towards other men.
But why, why did he feel an inexplicable affection for this boy—well, not quite a man, but rather a half-man little eunuch—something even he couldn't comprehend!?
This left Leng Junyu very puzzled and confused.
Yet, even someone as intelligent as him could easily figure out other matters; it was just this issue that left him racking his brain without any clear thoughts...
Just as Leng Junyu was lost in his musings, suddenly, he felt as if he had been electrocuted. His entire body jolted violently, followed by a tingling sensation that rapidly coursed through him from his back.
The sensation was so electrifying that Leng Junyu abruptly opened his Cold Eyes and turned to look behind him.
There, on his broad bronze back, a soft little hand lingered without restraint, moving with an irresistible force.
Moreover, Leng Junyu now realized that this little eunuch beside him not only had a petite and delicate figure but also possessed hands that were soft and boneless, resembling those of a woman—small, slender, and incredibly smooth.
Wherever that little hand passed over him felt like a feather carrying an electric current gliding gently across his skin, sending waves of tingling sensations throughout his body.
In addition, it felt as if a little kitten had jumped into his heart, playfully scratching at his insides...
Most alarmingly, he sensed that all the blood in his body seemed to be boiling at that moment, and all that heat rushed downwards at an alarming speed...
Although his lower body was submerged in the hot spring water, Leng Junyu could still tell that something was definitely standing tall beneath him...
Although a man, especially at his age, is certainly in a time of vigor and has physiological needs, this is all very normal.
However, now he found himself having thoughts about a little eunuch who could barely be considered half a man. What on earth was this!?
For Leng Junyu, this was both frustrating and confusing.
Could it be that the absence of women around him was causing him to have such inappropriate thoughts about a stunningly beautiful little eunuch!?
Or perhaps he should heed his royal brother's advice and find a woman to bring back!?
Yet, just the thought of those common and vulgar women made him feel nauseous.
Because what he hated most was that overpowering scent of makeup; it was so pungent. It was nothing like the little eunuch before him, whose skin was fair and delicate, smooth as silk. He didn’t wear perfume, but there was a faint scent lingering around him, reminiscent of Rose blossoms, mingled with an innate body fragrance...
The more he thought about it, Leng Junyu himself didn’t realize that his gaze towards Le Yao Yao gradually took on a different kind of intensity...
If just moments ago he appeared lazy like a beast that had just fallen asleep, now he resembled a famished predator, with burning Cold Eyes exuding a breath of desire, waiting for the perfect moment to pounce on this little white rabbit before him, tearing it apart and devouring every last bit...
Meanwhile, the little white rabbit remained blissfully unaware of the danger she was in, her Beautiful Eyes fixated on the smooth skin before her, barely able to contain her drool.
It wasn’t until a low and hoarse voice suddenly broke through her reverie that Le Yao Yao snapped back to reality—
“Have you had enough touching!?”
The voice was sensual yet slightly raspy, as if he were holding back something. Nevertheless, it was infuriatingly charming!
However, upon hearing his words, Le Yao Yao felt her cheeks flush. The small hand that had been resting on his back jerked away as if it had been shocked.
The man's Beautiful Eyes sparkled as he looked at her, filled with a hint of shyness, reminiscent of a child caught doing something wrong by an adult, filled with confusion and anxiety.
However, he was completely unaware that this timid appearance was incredibly alluring to him.
She stammered, her voice trembling slightly as she murmured, "Um, this, Your Highness, I... I..."
Le Yao Yao was racking her brain trying to explain something, but no matter how hard she thought, she couldn't find the right words.
After all, he had asked her to help him bathe, and she had inadvertently crossed a line. Moreover, she was still a eunuch!
She wondered what he must be thinking upon seeing her. Would he think she was a bit perverted or had some strange preferences?
After all, she had heard Little Muzi mention before that some eunuchs, after losing their manhood, gradually developed feelings for men.
Such individuals were often viewed as abnormal and looked down upon by others!
She couldn't help but wonder if her earlier flirtatious demeanor had caused Jing Yang Lie to categorize her as one of those perverts.
Le Yao Yao felt conflicted and somewhat regretful.
Little did she know that her inner turmoil was clearly reflected on her delicate Little Face.
Watching this little eunuch biting her Red Lips in frustration one moment and furrowing her brows in distress the next was both lively and adorable.
It softened his heart, yet suddenly sparked a mischievous desire to tease this little eunuch.
Thinking of this, Leng Junyu suddenly leaped out of the hot spring.
His large movement created huge ripples in the originally shimmering water, followed by splashes and warm steam rising into the air.
Le Yao Yao, who had been feeling conflicted and frustrated, was completely unaware that Leng Junyu would suddenly jump ashore. Startled, her body stiffened, and her legs went weak, causing her to collapse onto the ground.
Her beautiful eyes widened in shock as she stared at the handsome man right before her, unable to blink. Her small mouth fell open in astonishment at his unabashed demeanor.
Because the living embodiment of temptation was standing right in front of her, shamelessly on display, and beneath him… well, it was quite revealing.
The enormous sight before her swayed without any attempt at concealment…
Le Yao Yao felt a wave of dryness in her mouth, and a rush of heat surged to her head, almost as if wisps of azure smoke were about to rise from it…
Oh my god, what is he trying to do!?
Doesn’t he feel even a little embarrassed!?
To be so exposed in front of a ‘eunuch’! Doesn’t he realize that it could provoke… provoke some strong impulses!?
In contrast to Le Yao Yao's flustered emotions, Leng Junyu appeared calm. Whether he was proud of his physique or simply indifferent, he had no intention of covering himself up. After all, they were both ‘men,’ weren’t they!?
Although this little eunuch could only be considered half a man now, he had once been one. So Leng Junyu didn’t think much of it. However, seeing the little eunuch’s face turn as red as a freshly boiled shrimp made him find it amusing and entertaining!
He felt a sudden urge to tease him!
Thus, after leaping from the hot spring, Leng Junyu looked down at the little eunuch who had collapsed on the ground, gazing up at him with shock and disbelief. He parted his red lips slightly and spoke in a voice that was somewhat hoarse and lazy.
"Help me massage my calves!"
As soon as he spoke, the man lay down on the ground, his hands resting behind his head, his eyes lightly closed. He looked completely at ease, like a lazy beast basking in the sun.
His hair, damp with water droplets, cascaded beautifully like a waterfall. Some strands clung closely to the side of his face, while others fell into the hot spring, rippling gently in the water...
The sight of this handsome man pretending to doze off was so picturesque that it took one's breath away!
However, if one were to overlook what was dripping between his legs...
It seemed that the man was quite proud of his physique. After all, here he was, lying casually on the ground, every position exuding allure.
And what was between his legs needed no covering; it was openly exposed to Le Yao Yao's gaze.
The proximity was so close that Le Yao Yao could almost count the curls of hair on it...
"Uh..."
As a pure-hearted girl, Le Yao Yao instinctively raised her hands to cover her eyes upon encountering such a situation.
After all, her father had once taught her that seeing a man's private parts would lead to bad luck!
Moreover, now she not only saw that but could clearly see every inch of him.
Oh my goodness, she was surely doomed!
Le Yao Yao screamed internally, but at that moment, there was nothing she could do except try to shield herself.
After all, she was now a 'eunuch'!
So, no matter how embarrassed and shy she felt inside, she had to overcome her mental barriers and do what a 'eunuch' was supposed to do.
That was to serve her master well!
With this thought in mind, Le Yao Yao looked into the man's eyes, which sparkled brightly. The astonished expression on her face was replaced by a burning intensity.
She couldn't tell whether she felt more shy or nervous, or perhaps it was anticipation... (Le Yao Yao: Seriously, don’t say that! I’m a mature woman, you know!? How can I show such an expectant look towards a man!? Angry! Little Drunk: Aah... (the serious one got knocked away...))
In any case, Le Yao Yao eventually got up from the ground and extended her slightly trembling hands. With all her willpower, she managed to ignore the man's lower body and focused instead on his calves.
The man's legs were long and straight, seemingly exuding an endless strength.
His bronze skin tone and the curly hair on his legs...
A handsome man was indeed handsome; even his legs were so captivating...
As Le Yao Yao marveled inwardly, her hands had already pressed against the man's calves.
Although their family used to be newly rich and very wealthy, her father liked to have her massage him.
She understood that this was her father's way of fostering their relationship. So whenever she had free time, she would take the initiative to help him out with a massage.
As the saying goes, practice makes perfect; that was how her massage skills developed! Every time, her father would praise her technique endlessly, saying that even professional foot masseurs couldn’t compare to her skills.
Thus, Le Yao Yao was very confident in her abilities as a massage therapist.
She kept pressing and pressing, occasionally stealing glances at the expression on the face of the Living Yama, trying to gauge whether her strength matched his preferences.
Clearly, the Living Yama seemed to be enjoying it.
Le Yao Yao noticed that the icy demeanor that usually adorned his face was gradually softening with warmth.
Even the brows that were often furrowed were now completely relaxed.
Seeing this, Le Yao Yao felt a sense of joy in her heart.
After all, she was now the personal eunuch of the Living Yama, tasked with serving him for an entire month. This meant that her life hung in the balance; if she ever displeased him, her life would be forfeit.
However, if she did well and made the Living Yama comfortable, then even if she made mistakes later on, he might spare her life. That would be ideal!
Le Yao Yao's mind was buzzing with such thoughts, and she was particularly diligent with her hands. After all, for her own sake, she was putting in great effort to massage him.
Even with her father, she had never been this serious about a massage!
Yet, just as Le Yao Yao was pouring all her energy into pleasing the Living Yama, she failed to notice that he had slightly opened his narrow Cold Eyes, quietly observing the Little One squatting by his feet.
Whether it was due to the steam or something else entirely, it was hard to tell.
The little eunuch squatting by his feet had cheeks that were originally pale and rosy but were now gradually tinged with a layer of crimson.
This made her look like a perfectly ripe Peach, incredibly tempting!
The deep blue eunuch robe draped over her still seemed a bit loose; it was hard to tell whether it was because this little eunuch was too petite or for some other reason. The handsome man couldn't help but furrow his brows slightly at the sight.
He couldn't help but think that the little eunuch in front of him was just too delicate and needed some nourishment.
Otherwise, if others saw him, they might think he had a tendency to mistreat his servants.
At this thought, Leng Junyu realized, perhaps for the first time, that he seemed to care too much about a little eunuch.
This was something he had never experienced before.
Right now, he felt incredibly comfortable—truly... very comfortable!
The soft and appropriate pressure on his calves made Leng Junyu almost gasp in delight, and he found himself quite surprised by this little eunuch beside him.
After all, those tiny hands seemed so fragile that a firm grip might shatter them instantly, yet the strength felt as if it were tailor-made for him.
What astonished Leng Junyu even more was the softness of those small hands. Was this really how a servant's hands should feel?
Although he had been born into luxury, he was not someone who sought only pleasure.
It reminded him of when his master took him away to live in Tianshan. Back then, he did all the chores—washing clothes, cooking meals, mending clothes, fetching water—by himself. As a result, his originally delicate palms had developed quite a few calluses from all that rough work.
Later on, with training in martial arts and wielding swords, even rubbing his own skin felt rough to him.
But that was all normal!
So why were the palms of this little eunuch beside him so soft? Wasn't he supposed to be a child from a poor family? Logically speaking, this didn’t add up...
Leng Junyu was a person with keen observations. While enjoying Le Yao Yao's massage and service, he couldn't help but ponder over this detail.
Perhaps it was the intensity of his probing gaze that made her realize, even though just moments ago all her thoughts had been focused on his calf, she was now acutely aware of it.
When she noticed the living Yama's cold eyes, which seemed to uncover something, her heart suddenly jolted, and her heartbeat skipped several beats.
Feeling a bit flustered, she unconsciously tightened her grip.
Oh my!
Why was the living Yama looking at her like that!?
Could it be that he had sensed something!?
But she didn't think she had given anything away!
Or could it be that he had x-ray vision and could see through her disguise as a woman!?
If that were the case, considering what Little Muzi had said about the living Yama's disdain for women, if he discovered she was a woman, would he think she was infatuated or had some ulterior motive for approaching him!?
What would happen if he got angry!?
She knew that when the living Yama was angry, the consequences could be severe!
Just thinking about this made Le Yao Yao tremble in fear. She didn't even realize that while she had originally been massaging the living Yama, she had ended up gripping the flesh of his calf tightly instead...
Although to the living Yama, Le Yao Yao's grip felt like a playful scratch from a kitten, he keenly sensed the panic flashing in her eyes, as if she were afraid of something...
Moreover, he felt a sense of regret. Thus, without hiding his thoughts, the living Yama looked directly at Le Yao Yao and asked her straightforwardly.
"Are the hands of children from poor families all as smooth as yours?"
"Uh..."
Upon hearing Leng Junyu's words, Le Yao Yao's delicate face first showed a moment of surprise, and then, as if she thought of something, her eyes flickered.
Could it be that the inquisitive gaze of the living Yama just now was because he thought her hands were too smooth!?
His observational skills are quite impressive!
But then again, it’s not entirely surprising. Le Yao Yao had long noticed this herself.
Little Muzi had mentioned that her current body came from a very poor family and was sold to become a eunuch. However, if a child from a poor family had hands, they would definitely be very rough.
Wasn't there a saying that goes, "Children from poor families grow up quickly"?
Because of poverty, they must have done all sorts of hard labor since childhood, and their little hands would surely be calloused.
Now, looking at her current body...
Not only was her skin fair and delicate, resembling the finest silk, but it was also flawless and elastic.
Her little hands were equally tender and supple, to the point that she herself couldn't help but admire them.
However, it was precisely because of her delicate and fair little hands that the living Yama had developed a sense of curiosity. This was quite problematic.
If she didn't answer well later and aroused his suspicion, what if he sent someone to investigate her family's background?
Although she was curious about the identity of this body, the thought of the living Yama tracing her lineage and uncovering her daughter's identity made her anxious.
With this in mind, Le Yao Yao felt a wave of unease wash over her. However, she was no fool; in that brief moment, she quickly devised a plan. Her eyes flickered, and a thin veil of mist rapidly filled them, followed by a slight sniffle, as if she were suppressing some deep sorrow.
Even though there was no mirror in front of her, she wasn't worried about her acting being unconvincing. After all, she had once been the star of various performances at school! Her acting skills were honed to perfection.
Sometimes, when she made mistakes at home, this tactic would soften her father's heart.
Just like at this moment, although the living Yama's face appeared calm and collected, the scrutiny in his eyes had noticeably lessened.
Seeing this, Le Yao Yao couldn't help but raise a V sign in her heart while putting on a tearful expression on her face. Before long, her nose had turned a bright shade of red from her feigned distress.
After brewing her emotions for a while and sensing that the timing was right, she gazed up with her watery beautiful eyes and timidly tugged at the living Yama's handsome face. Then, she quickly lowered her gaze and spoke with utmost caution.
"Although my family is very poor, my parents have always loved me dearly since I was little. They never let me do any heavy labor. Plus, I have been weak since childhood and have relied on medicine to keep my life going. To take care of my health, my parents have spent quite a bit of silver. Although my health has improved a little over the past two years, I see them getting worse while I still have younger siblings to support. My parents are getting older too..."
As she reached the end of her speech, Le Yao Yao deliberately paused for effect. She sniffled again, and a single tear fell from her eye, landing with a soft 'plop' in Jing Yang Lie's large palm.
Though Le Yao Yao's tear was light as a feather, for some reason, Leng Junyu felt it weighed a thousand pounds.
This single tear carried someone’s sorrow and pain...
Thus, Leng Junyu felt that this small drop of tear in his hand was incredibly hot, as if a tiny flame were burning atop it and scorching his palm...
Moreover, he couldn't help but feel envious of this little eunuch before him.
Even though he came from a poor background, in his parents' eyes, he would always be their treasure—their most beloved son. But what about him?
Although he was born with a golden key, enjoying a life of luxury and having everything he could ever want, he did not feel happy at all.
Moreover, in the royal family, familial affection was the cheapest of commodities. Just like his mother…
Thinking of his unbearable childhood, Leng Junyu's handsome brows furrowed slightly, and he quickly closed his Cold Eyes, completely concealing the pain hidden within.
He had never wanted anyone to see his wounds…
That was a period buried deep within his heart, the darkest memory…
At that young age, how he longed for his mother's love, yet she…
Just the thought of that painful past made his hands clench tightly together, as if suppressing something.
However, it was only for a moment; his hands soon relaxed again, and his face remained calm and unreadable, leaving others guessing about his thoughts.
As he tightly shut his Eyes, he spoke in a hoarse voice.
"Continue."
"Huh?"
Le Yao Yao, who had been sniffling and pretending to be pitiful, was momentarily taken aback. But when her gaze fell on the man's face and saw him retracting the probing look he had cast upon her, she felt a surge of joy inside.
Because she knew she had escaped a disaster.
After all, with her outstanding acting skills, how could anyone not fall for her act?
Once, she had even considered entering the entertainment industry, but unfortunately, that dream had yet to come to fruition, and here she was instead...
As Le Yao Yao sighed inwardly, her hands were not idle. When she looked down and realized she had been pinching the calf of the living Yama without noticing, she was startled and immediately loosened her grip.
Damn it, when did she start pinching the living Yama's calf!?
Her heart raced in shock. She raised her beautiful eyes to look at the living Yama, who was still resting with his eyes closed. Seeing no trace of anger on his face, Le Yao Yao's anxious heart gradually settled down, and she resumed her arduous task of serving him.
Thus, she continued to massage the living Yama's calves, her hands nearly cramping from the effort. However, he showed no signs of wanting her to stop.
Since the boss didn't say anything, this unfortunate worker could only keep her head down and continue working.
But every now and then, she cast a resentful glance at the living Yama...
Hey, you selfish creature who only knows how to enjoy yourself! Don’t you realize that I’m a person, not a robot? If I keep this up, will my hands even be usable afterward!?
While Le Yao Yao massaged the living Yama, her gaze toward him grew increasingly mournful.
Of course, at that moment, she could only grumble silently in her heart; not a single word dared to escape her lips.
However, perhaps her gaze was too full of sorrow or maybe heaven finally heard her silent plea. The living Yama, who had been tightly shut-eyed as if asleep, finally stirred slightly and slowly opened his beautiful cold eyes.
At that moment, those cold eyes lost their usual chill and appeared somewhat drowsy. It seemed he had just woken up from sleep; thus, when he looked at Le Yao Yao, there was a hint of confusion in his gaze.
Seeing this made Le Yao Yao's heart race unexpectedly. It felt as if she had been jolted by electricity; a tingling sensation surged through her limbs...
Oh my! The look in the living Yama's eyes was incredibly powerful—so intense and so deeply emotional...
She could guarantee that in the future, whenever there was a battle or something similar, as long as he stood there and swept his gaze over the crowd with that emotional look, he would surely captivate a large number of men and women...
Just as Le Yao Yao was marveling at this thought, she saw the perfect, thin lips of the living hell open slightly and begin to speak—
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