Hearing Yun Qingzhou’s affirmative response, Han Yujiu finally felt the inner violent restlessness calm down a fraction. He opened his palm slightly, gazing through his fingers with bloodshot eyes at the person he had missed day and night.
A hundred years ago, the figure of his beloved in his youth had been carved eternally into his heart, that visage from when he was merely fourteen or fifteen years old deeply imprinted in his memory.
The day he was retrieved by the Demon Clan became the nightmare that left him tossing and turning, unable to escape for a whole century.
Yun Qingzhou felt his scalp go numb under Han Yujiu’s stare. Bound by his current persona, he could not run away, so he could only ask politely with awkward embarrassment, “Does the lay practitioner have any other matters?”
Han Yujiu snapped out of his daze, lowered his hand, and slowly took two steps forward.
With every step the man took, Yun Qingzhou’s heart trembled with anxiety. He felt a wave of panic:
‘System, if the male lead tries to do anything to me later, remember to help me knock him unconscious, okay?!’
【Hee-hee.】 (Watching the show.jpg)
Yun Qingzhou felt as if struck by lightning and muttered in agony: ‘What are you hee-heeing at? You dog system, believe it or not, I will commit suicide right now and we can all die together!’
The system paused its chuckling and dared not speak another word.
“Distracted even in front of me? Little monk, am I not attractive enough to you?”
Han Yujiu had already walked to Yun Qingzhou’s side, naturally placing his arm around Yun Qingzhou’s slender waist.
Feeling the lean yet soft touch beneath his palm, Han Yujiu sighed in satisfaction in his heart, unable to resist gently sliding and rubbing his fingertips up and down.
‘System, system, system! System, the male lead is taking advantage of me, right?’ Yun Qingzhou panicked.
【No, this is just normal contact between two grown men. Qingzhou, don’t be so paranoid,】 the system said solemnly.
‘Really?’
Why did the system’s attitude suddenly change? And why did it answer him so seriously?
He needed to stay vigilant.
【Of course!】 The system looked at the male lead’s 99% favorability rating without batting an eye or missing a beat.
The Buddhist cultivator, who had never experienced such intimate contact with anyone, immediately felt his earlobes flush red. Flustered, he pulled himself out of Han Yujiu’s half-embrace, folded his hands together, and said:
“Lay practitioner, please conduct yourself with dignity.”
Han Yujiu raised an eyebrow upon hearing this, a deep smile in his eyes. He was beyond certain that the person before him was his Little Qingzhou.
“Since you also wish to recover your memories, how about we revisit the old places tomorrow?”
Yun Qingzhou froze for a moment. Why was this male lead so certain that he was Little Qingzhou?
The Buddhist cultivator kept a gentle smile on his lips, though somewhat puzzled: “Why is the lay practitioner so certain that I am the person you are thinking of?”
Han Yujiu restrained his smile and looked at Yun Qingzhou earnestly: “Whether you believe it or not, Little Qingzhou, this is intuition; it is destiny.”
Yun Qingzhou was genuinely bewildered now, though he did not overthink it. Whatever the male lead did had little to do with him; he only wanted to repair these collapsed worlds, and then claim back his vacation days and points.
Besides, every world he had played a role in had collapsed. Where was he supposed to put his pride as the number one agent of the White Moonlight Department?
Looking at the Buddhist cultivator across from him who possessed a compassionate and gentle demeanor, Han Yujiu dropped a bombshell: “Alright, let’s go to sleep.”
?!!
Yun Qingzhou snapped his eyes open and looked at Han Yujiu, his eyes filled with disbelief: “Lay practitioner… are you serious?”
A flash of cunning passed through Han Yujiu’s eyes as he curled his lips:
“Where is your mind wandering, Little Qingzhou? I am merely asking you to lie on this couch without doing anything else. Could it be that you monks also want to do something else?”
Phew! Just pure sleeping. It nearly scared him to death.
Yun Qingzhou let out a long breath in his heart, an awkward expression gracing his face: “No.”
With that, Yun Qingzhou took two large strides, preparing to step out of the palace, only to have his wrist grabbed in the next moment.
“Where are you going? I meant for you to sleep here with me.”
Han Yujiu pointed at the white jade stone couch not far away, which was covered with a thick layer of moon-white bedding.
Yun Qingzhou was taken aback. Just as he opened his mouth to refuse, he heard Han Yujiu say:
“We are both grown men, what are you afraid of? Could it be that you are afraid I will eat you?”
The skin beneath his hand felt cool and smooth, like fine white jade.
The other man’s exquisite and beautiful brow and eyes were lowered, his eyelashes trembling slightly. Aside from his head and hands, every other part of his body was wrapped tightly in a thick kasaya, looking intensely abstinent and alluring, tempting him to tear open this outer robe to explore the charm within.
Han Yujiu suddenly realized that he truly wanted to eat this person, just not in the traditional sense of the word.
Quietly swallowing his saliva, Han Yujiu’s eyes turned dark and murky. He pulled Yun Qingzhou by the wrist and walked toward the couch.
To Yun Qingzhou, Han Yujiu still seemed very dangerous. He twisted his wrist and freed his hand from the grip:
“This humble monk does not like sharing a couch with others. I hope the lay practitioner can forgive me.”
The way Han Yujiu looked at Yun Qingzhou grew deep and dark, his tone turning cold:
“Little monk, you need to understand that right now, you are merely a prisoner of my Demon Clan.”
It seems that is true.
Yun Qingzhou’s resistance was instantly deflated. Seeing Han Yujiu’s cautious attitude earlier, he had completely forgotten his current persona and situation.
Left with no choice, the Buddhist cultivator helplessly took off his shoes and lay down on the innermost side of the stone couch, his back turned toward Han Yujiu. Naturally, he missed the triumphant smile in Han Yujiu’s eyes.
Rustling sounds came from behind him. Yun Qingzhou tilted his head to steal a glance, only to find that Han Yujiu had already removed his clothes, leaving only a pair of underpants.
His upper body was bare, displaying a magnificent physique. His skin was exceptionally fair, and his firm muscular lines were as exquisitely carved as if crafted with great care.
Yun Qingzhou’s pupils shrank slightly, and he hurriedly turned his head back.
Another light chuckle came from behind him. The man’s rascal, deep voice suddenly resounded near the back of his ear. The hot breath sprayed from the man’s breath caused Yun Qingzhou’s ear to quiver, staining it with a shade of pink. Seeing this, Han Yujiu’s smile deepened:
“Embarrassed? Or… are you dissatisfied and want me to take off this last piece too?”
‘System, this male lead is so flirty and shameless, I can’t outtalk him,’ Yun Qingzhou felt completely resigned to death.
【Qingzhou, that’s just the male lead’s personality. He doesn’t mean anything by it, so just bear with it a little,】 the system continued solemnly.
‘Is that so?’ Yun Qingzhou was suspicious.
【Of course! You are his White Moonlight, so he respects you. If you are unwilling, he won’t do anything to you,】 the system lied without batting an eye, nodding repeatedly.
Yun Qingzhou believed it. So, summoning his courage, he turned around, but his lips accidentally brushed past Han Yujiu’s jawline.
Both of them froze instantly. With his cheeks burning hot, Yun Qingzhou shrank backward: “I apologize, lay practitioner. This humble monk did not do that intentionally.”
Now Han Yujiu was delighted. He lay down and kept squeezing inward until their bodies were pressed together with almost no gap between them. His voice dropped very low:
“Since you kissed me, you have to take responsibility, little monk.”
Speechless and embarrassed, Yun Qingzhou pushed against Han Yujiu’s shoulder, but the man didn’t budge at all. Instead, Yun Qingzhou’s fingers were caught in his grip.
“You…”
Seeing that the Buddhist cultivator’s originally gentle expression was now showing discomfort that pushed people a thousand miles away, Han Yujiu knew he couldn’t push the person too far. He dropped a light kiss onto Yun Qingzhou’s fingertip, then lay back in his own spot.