As the Minor Gay Love Rival in Het Novels

Chapter 114 - The Loyal Little Bodyguard – Extra 7

Fan Yuan stared at wangye-daren’s face for a good half of the night, trying to find a shadow of his family’s childhood friend-jun. Unfortunately, apart from some habitual movements, he couldn’t find any other traces. He could only go back to bed in disappointment, leaving alone a certain person by the surname of Yan to stare with his eyes wide open till dawn.

The next morning, Fan Yuan got up with panda eyes and found that wangye-daren looked even more exhausted than him. His face just lacked the bright and shining words “Running on Empty” to be written on it. Fan Yuan felt both surprised and distressed. In his eyes, although Gao Yu had switched into a different shell, his identity as a good gay friend hadn’t changed at all.

Thus, the rare occasion came where he spoke out of turn and asked, ” Master did not have a good rest last night?”

Yan Rui directed a glance at him slowly, a trace of resolute ruthlessness in his bitter eyes. He swore, if this little bastard teased him again, he would not put up with it!

In your dreams could you run away after teasing him!

Fan Yuan was surprised by his look. He shockingly had the illusion that he was being eyed by a ravenous wolf. In his daze, he then recalled, although his good gay friend was still a good gay friend, his character had changed beyond recognition. Thinking back to his gentle, considerate, reserved and restrained childhood bro back in the day, then looking at the perverted and gloomy regent in front of him, it was practically like he was having a dream.

When Yan Rui saw that Fan Yuan was scared by his gaze to the point that the boy’s neck shrank back, he felt both angry and helpless in his heart. All the determination he just had was fed to the dogs in an instant.

He let out two coughs. Last night, he had to endure it the whole time, so his voice still faintly carried a hoarse tone of his needs not being satisfied, “This prince had a dream last night. In the dream, you were completely unclothed as you climbed onto this prince’s bed and persistently burrowed into this prince’s embrace&#k2026;&#k2026;”

He did not finish his words, instead leaving a sufficient amount of ambiguous suspense. As Fan Yuan listened, the corners of his mouth directly twitched. The distress he felt from before had completely evaporated into thin air! This bastard’s perverted heart never changed, it served him right to be exhausted!

The corners of Yan Rui’s mouth curved in a smirk as he pulled the boy into his arms. Somehow, he had managed to miraculously conjure up a white ivory comb in his hand. He proceeded to comb through his messily scattered black locks till they were neat and tied them up with a sapphire blue hair band. A short wisp of stray hair was left on his forehead. He looked smart, romantic and distinguished.

Fan Yuan found that his iceberg mensao personality had been so easily destroyed. He weakly protested, “Master, is this not too good......”

Wangye-daren didn’t give him a chance to protest at all. He said bluntly, “In the future, your hair belongs to this prince. No one can touch it. Even you are not allowed.”

Fan Yuan: “......”

Very soon, Fan Yuan realised that Weiming was not just saying it casually, because from the time when the sun came up till now, no servant girl or boy had stepped into this bedroom. Fan Yuan’s clothes and accessories had all been taken care of by wangye-daren himself. Even his bed and quilt were personally tidied by the man. His intention to monopolise was clearly exposed to plain view.

If it were the past, Fan Yuan would have been angry long ago. But now, not only wasn’t he angry, but instead, he had gotten used to Weiming’s care. He would never admit that he actually found pleasure in it.

Xiao Wu quickly realised its master’s self-indulgence. It thought that his master had gotten so stimulated by the male lead till he was irritated enough that he had abandoned himself to despair. It could only take it a step at a time to counsel him. Fan Yuan had accepted its explanation with ease, but he was thinking in his heart that the mission had failed anyway. Since failure was a foregone conclusion, he should just enjoy it well. Anyway, life had to go on.

Moreover, his selfish heart didn’t want to leave this world. The joy of reunion had long made him ignore the other matters. Being able to stay a day was a day more.

......

What kind of person was Yan Rui? He quickly picked up on the change in Fan Yuan’s attitude. At first, he was baffled, but later on, he came to understand. He was never one to suffer losses, so since Fan Yuan had feelings for him, he would double his efforts.

First, he instructed his servants to remove Fan Yuan’s bed from his bedroom. When it came to nightfall, they headed back to the room together. Upon realising that there was one bed less, Fan Yuan was so shocked that his jaw was about to drop okay! When it got around the time to sleep, Fan Yuan was seized by Yan Rui onto his bed. Fan Yuan was still full of discontentment, so he greeted Yan Rui’s body with two hits from time to time.

He felt comfort from hitting, and Yan Rui also felt very comfortable from being hit. The child’s fist greeting was neither too soft nor hard on his body. The effect was no different from a little hand lightly rubbing on his body. Soon, his body began to react. On one hand he was enjoying it, but on the other, he tried to resist the impulse to pull the boy into his arms. He thought in his heart, where could he find such a rare treasure, instantly making one want to give him his heart.

Fan Yuan fell into slumber not too long after. After he fell asleep, Yan Rui opened his pair of black eyes and looked at him, staring at the pale pink lips as if he were spellbound. Finally, he couldn’t help it, moving over to take it in his mouth. At first, he was just licking his lips, and then he moved on to carve out the contours of his lips with his tongue. Finally, he couldn’t help but suck, bite.

Fan Yuan was fast asleep, so he simply let out a sound lightly, “Oh......” without any other reaction.

Xiao Wu was stuck in a dilemma to wake or not wake up its Master for a long time, and it finally chose to shut up.

Master had been tormented by the male lead to the point that he had lost all his morale. If he knew that his tofu had been eaten while he was asleep, it was hard to say how he could freak out.

After Yan Rui had gotten his fill of kissing, Fan Yuan’s lips were cast with a sheen of bright moisture that carried with an ambiguous light. A touch of a smile appeared in Yan Rui’s eyes as his palm lingered on Fan Yuan’s long legs for a moment, and finally stayed on Fan yuan’s upturned butt. His two pieces of dough had excellent elasticity, one hand could not cover them completely. No matter how he kneaded them, they would return to perfect circles in an instant. Yan Rui’s heart was burning hot as he stared at Fan Yuan’s sleeping face with fervent eyes and played with him for a long time before stopping.

He thought, if Fan Yuan woke up at this moment, he would undoubtedly execute him on the spot.

It was a pity that the child slept better than a pig. Once he slumbered, he slept all the way till the sun came up.

When he woke up the next day, Fan Yuan felt that his butt was both painful and numb. He took off his pants and looked at it. The milk white skin was crisscrossed with red fingerprints vertically and horizontally; a stark complaint of the tragic encounter where it had once been teased by someone. It appeared both obscene and erotic, causing one to not help but blush and have their heart jump.

Fan Yuan covered his mouth, feeling angry and anxious, but he didn’t dare to rush out and interrogate him. The way Yan Rui gazed at him recently was becoming more and more terrifying. The suppressed storm within caused him to dare not meet the man’s gaze directly, fearing for dear life that he’d be pulled onto bed and f*cked in a moment of carelessness.

......

Not long after the female lead was taken away by Ouyang Can, the other two male supporting male leads chased after them the next day. Fan Yuan was already used to the days of fighting and ruckus that they caused in the manor, so he felt a little unused to it when they had suddenly disappeared.

Yan Rui’s heart was like a knowing mirror. The fact that Ouyang Can could think about striking first to prevail was because Yan Rui had taught him that. When those people stayed in the prince’s manor for a day more, it was a threat to him. He was afraid Fan Yuan would be stubborn and go along with the “die to save the female lead” plotline. Now under this circumstance, it was difficult for him to even see the female lead, never think about the plot, and no longer had to worry.

In no time, the bill “male wife law” was proclaimed in Great Zhou. Under the deliberate push of Weiming, it received the endorsement from a large number of cut-sleeved men. The stories told in teahouses and restaurants of the love-hate relationships between talented scholars and beauties gradually increased to tell many same-sex ones, and was intensely loved by many women. Various scripts and story collections emerged endlessly like a stream and they found their way ever deeper into the people’s hearts.

Although Fan Yuan was just a guard of a prince’s manor, he had also caught wind of it. The influence of this matter was getting bigger and bigger, to the extent that the prince’s manor had maidservants everywhere fantasising him with the prince. What “domineering doting gong x adorkable guard shou”, he literally wanted to die of anger.

Being fantasised about was fine, but he just had to accurately discern a message from Yan Rui’s eyes: Everything is ready, all that is needed is the wind blowing from the east.

As for the east wind in question, yes, there was no doubt that it was him, Fan Xiaoyuan.

One day Yan Rui said, “Guard Gao, the days have gone cold, let’s get married.”

Fan Yuan choked speechlessly, “Master, do you still remember the good gay friend that lived with you in the same dormitory back then?”

Yan Rui said, “Don’t remember.”

Fan Yuan: “......”

He tried his best to remind Yan Rui of their memories of the previous life, so that wangye-daren could pull back before it was too late and turn back towards safety. Unfortunately, he still wound up with a “failure” in the end. Finally, Yan Rui forced the tailor-made red wedding robes onto him to wear and brought him into the bedroom.

When the door was ‘BANG’ slammed shut, Fan Yuan leapt to the corner, eyes brimming with tears, “Wait, I have something to say!”

The corners of Yan Rui’s mouth carried a smile as he looked at him. He had waited so long for this so he didn’t care about this little moment more, thus he nodded, signalling him to speak.

Fan Yuan said, “Actually, we were good bros in our last life!”

Yan Rui approached closer, helping Fan Yuan wipe his tears with a visibly moved expression. Just as Fan Yuan was overcome with unexpected joy, Yan Rui said, “Silly, you’re talking nonsense again.”

Fan Yuan: “......”

......

When Yan Rui lifted him up and threw him on the bed in one motion, Fan Yuan angrily scolded while resisting, “Weiming! You pervert! Let go of this young master!”

When all his clothes were stripped clean off his body, Yan Rui planted strawberries all over his white skin, nibbling the cherries on his chest. Fan Yuan trembled as he begged, “Master, please spare me, qwq.”

When Yan Rui folded his two long legs and pressed them against his chest, revealing the secret place that had never been seen by outsiders, Fan Yuan genuinely started crying, “You must be gentle...... Ow——!!”

After a night of making love, Fan Yuan gained the gasp of a profound truth through personal experience. A man really couldn’t be suppressed. The longer he suppressed it, the greater the lethality he accumulated. The result was that he didn’t stop at all throughout the night! A certain somewhere had already become numb from the friction, and his legs couldn’t close even till now!

As he massaged him, Yan Rui also dabbed ointment while he was at it. In fact, he is only half full, but for the sake of continued development, he could only force himself to endure.

Seeing his bitter face with an expression as if his heart was dead like ashes, Yan Rui joked, “Now you know the pain. Last night, you were repeatedly urging me to go faster, go harder. and work harder. You little daisy, you’re, that, thirsty?”

Fan Yuan blushed and groaned, “When I tell you to go faster, you go faster. When I tell you to go harder, you go harder. So why don’t you listen when I tell you not to touch me?”

Yan Rui gave him a peck on his lips and chuckled, “Baby, there’s something I have to confess to you.”

Fan Yuan’s eyelids raised as he glanced at him. The meaning was very obvious: Go ahead.

Yan Rui let out a cough, “Actually, I have the memories from the previous life, and I was in love with you ever since then.”

After a long while, Fan Yuan slapped his face, “You bastard! Laozi was wrong about you!”

......

The news that the Regent had married a man spread very quickly among the people. Afterwards, For a long time, the rumour that wangfei-niangniang had a peerless appearance spread in the capital, and his fame even surpassed that of Jianghu’s number one beauty, Shi Mengling.

Meanwhile, the female lead coming in close at second place was deeply influenced by BL culture these days, and her rate of corruption could be said to be going at a thousand li. Texts came out one after another and she became a famous master of BL stories, being sought after by many with the same interests. She was even rated as the most popular woman in the Zhou Dynasty.

As expected, Feng Buyu was worthy of taking on the IQ position among the three supporting male leads. With a few little tricks, he caused her to develop a few beautiful misunderstandings towards Fu Yuzong and Ouyang Can, and finally betrothed the beauty and brought her home.

As for the two other two supporting male leads, they were fortunate enough to be the reference material for the female lead’s works. 《818 That Proud Little Prince of the Wulin Leader’s Family》became one of the most popular storybooks of the year.