Yun Qingzhou turned a deaf ear to Han Yujiu’s threatening words and continued chanting his scriptures.
However, the next instant, his throat felt as though it was blocked by a stone, leaving him unable to make a sound. Only then did Yun Qingzhou realize that the male lead had cast a Silence Charm on him.
(Why is this guy using magical attacks? He plays totally dirty!)
(It doesn’t matter anyway. I just won’t open my eyes and will recite it silently in my heart. Heh, let’s see what you can do to me!)
The young man’s sanity-draining scripture recitation had finally stopped, and Han Yujiu secretly breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.
Yet, upon seeing the young man’s eyes still tightly shut and refusing to open, the teasing desire within the man reached its peak at that moment. He slowly leaned down.
Yun Qingzhou’s outer robe was peeled off effortlessly, and the warm, soft touch roamed even more wantonly. His already sensitive body couldn’t help but tremble slightly.
(No. Big brother, if you kiss me like this, even someone who is naturally impotent would be kissed into feeling something, alright?!)
Yun Qingzhou instantly felt somewhat on the verge of a breakdown, crying out for help in the depths of his heart.
The Buddhist cultivator tightly pressed his trembling lips together, barely managing to suppress the impending groan that threatened to escape. Left with no other choice, he could only clasp his hands together, circulating the pitifully meager spiritual energy left within his sealed body to resist the physiological desires.
Seeing the young man stubbornly resisting, Han Yujiu couldn’t help letting out a low chuckle. He straightened up, lightly licked the young man’s earlobe with the tip of his tongue, and then slid down to his neck.
His slender fingers lightly brushed across the young man’s skin as if boneless, tracing that slender waist and sending ripples of numbness and itchiness through the young man.
Han Yujiu’s voice was hoarse, the hot breath exhaled against the auricle lingering slowly like an illusory temptation:
” fabricantes, if the little monk opens his eyes and looks at me, I won’t believe your eyes remain empty of everything.”
Through painstaking effort, Han Yujiu finally saw the beginnings of success. With curved brows and smiling eyes, he couldn’t help teasing:
“Little monk, it seems you’ve had a physical reaction.”
“Are you satisfied with my service?”
Feeling the obvious change in that area, Yun Qingzhou snapped his eyes open, but the scene before him made his pupils shrink.
Han Yujiu’s hair, dark and glossy like black jade, was damp and stuck to his extremely fair skin, which was as delicate as fine porcelain. Droplets of water condensed from mist hung upon his long, thick eyelashes.
In such a setting, that face, alluring to the absolute limit, radiated boundless charm and stirred up the evil thoughts hidden deep within people’s hearts.
(Form is emptiness, emptiness is form.)
Seeing that the young man was about to close his eyes once more, intending to forcibly dissipate the desire he had worked so hard to arouse, Han Yujiu swiftly captured the young man’s lips.
Feeling the texture against his lips, his whole body trembled. Before he even had time to resist, the kiss was gradually deepened by Han Yujiu.
Yun Qingzhou knew that Han Yujiu wouldn’t let up today, but he could only half-close his dazed eyes, held forcibly in the man’s embrace for endless demands.
Amidst the swirling mists, their figures overlapped. The hot spring water rippled in layers, a sticky and sultry spring atmosphere thickening the air.
Han Yujiu kissed the young man’s crimson outer eye corners, his voice incomparably tender: “Xiao Zhou.”
The broken sounds in the young man’s throat were muffled. He could only silently gaze at Han Yujiu with eyes brimming with mist.
Seeing such a cold and aloof face stained with the look of lust made Han Yujiu’s heart throb violently. He couldn’t help lowering his head to kiss the young man’s lips, sucking and nibbling on them delicately.
The young man’s voice was sobbing and intermittent: “Stop. Please?”
The man’s eyes were dark and gloomy, fine sweat rolling down his forehead. He gripped the young man’s hands, which were trying to push him away, his voice devoid of any readable joy or anger: “No.”
At dawn, the rosy clouds filled the sky, morning mist drifted out from the mountain caves, and thousands of mountains slowly woke up.
A beam of warm sunlight shone through the lattice window into the palace. The young man slept deeply, cradled in the man’s arms. The layers of purplish-red bruises and bite marks across his spine, shoulders, and neck looked particularly terrifying, as if he had undergone some kind of inhuman trial.
[Ah! Zhou Zhou Zhou. Zhou, how is it that I went offline for just a moment, and you ended up like this?!]
The system’s exclamation jolted Yun Qingzhou out of his drowsy sleep. His eyelids felt as heavy as lead, and he refused to open his eyes, muttering:
“Don’t call me. So sleepy.”
His lips were captured and kissed softly, and the man’s deep voice sounded beside his ear:
“Xiao Zhou. Who were you dreaming about? I certainly didn’t call you.”
Hearing this voice, Yun Qingzhou instantly became much more sober. He snapped his eyes open, only to be greeted by an enlarged, smiling, handsome face.
He abruptly shrank backward, but in doing so, he tugged at a wounded area, causing him to hiss softly in pain.
Han Yujiu pulled him back into his arms, his palm stroking the young man’s waist as he said:
“I applied medicine for you while you were sleeping. It probably hasn’t taken full effect yet, so don’t move around for now.”
Yun Qingzhou docilely curled up in Han Yujiu’s arms, and Han Yujiu let out a satisfied sigh of contentment. But deep inside, the young man’s mind was already in an uproar:
(Who is to blame for me ending up like this? Huh?)
(You scumbag system, I shouldn’t have trusted your nonsense about the male lead respecting his white moonlight. What good did my rebellion do? This overly flirtatious male lead doesn’t care at all whether I’m willing or not!)
The system’s large eyes rolled around a few times, smiling ingratiatingly: [Hehe, host, just think of it as having enjoyed yourself!]
[Besides, didn’t I remind you at the end? But you didn’t catch the subtext at the time.]
Yun Qingzhou was shocked, Yun Qingzhou refused to listen, and Yun Qingzhou threw a tantrum:
(I don’t care, you have to compensate me. The points split later has to change from fifty-fifty to sixty-forty.)
The system was in disbelief: [What are you saying?!]
Yun Qingzhou: (I’ve already sold myself out, what else do you want? Believe it or not, I’ll quit, and we can all go back to the department and start from zero?)
The system swallowed hard, raised a white flag with trepidation, and wept tears of blood:
[Fine, fine, fine, host, you do a good job, I’ll listen to you on everything, wuwuwu.]
Yun Qingzhou let out a cold snort, but accidentally made the sound audible. Realizing his mistake, he immediately covered his lips, but he was still caught by the male lead.
Han Yujiu: “Xiao Zhou, you were zoning out just now. Were you communicating with someone?”
Yun Qingzhou’s chin was lifted, forcing him to meet Han Yujiu’s deep, dangerous eyes. All lies seemed to have nowhere to hide under such a gaze.
Deep inside, the young man screamed that things were looking bad, but on the surface, he maintained a calm and composed demeanor, saying blandly:
“Not at all. I was just thinking about some things.”
Han Yujiu narrowed his eyes. The vague sense of detachment and unpredictable mystery about Xiao Zhou made him want to lock the young man away forever.