‘Oh mother, did this male lead get here this fast?’
‘I have a rather bad premonition in my heart.’
Yun Qingzhou swallowed hard, shifting his gaze back as if he hadn’t seen a thing.
Seeing this, Han Yujiu, whose anger was already flaring, suddenly tensed his back. His fingers gripped tightly, and his pair of emerald-green eyes were as deep and cold as a frigid pool, containing a violent, dark, and dangerous vortex.
He said in a deep voice, “Xiaozhou, come here, and go back with me.”
“I can pretend this never happened.”
At this moment, the veins on Han Yujiu’s forehead were bulging, and his fingertips were trembling slightly, as if he were desperately suppressing the impulse within his heart.
Earlier at the demon palace, he had merely wanted to take a quiet look at what the young man would do while he was away, so he had turned back halfway.
He never expected that just this single glance would drive him to the brink of madness.
That flash of white had already disappeared, and this palace had dazedly returned to its former cold appearance. He even doubted whether the young man who had spent these past few days with him was just a dream he had conjured up.
Yet that genuine touch was an extravagant hope he had prayed for all these years, but never obtained.
After searching the entire demon palace, he finally remembered the young man’s current identity, leading him to track down the young man’s sect.
He never expected that the young man would really be here.
Although Yun Qingzhou could tell that the male lead’s current state was deeply wrong, he had managed to sneak out with great difficulty. Seeing that he was about to successfully break away from his identity and be with the male lead, he definitely could not let all his previous efforts go to waste now.
Yun Qingzhou: “Apologies, Lay Buddhist. This is a sacred Buddhist ground, so please forgive this humble monk.”
The Buddhist cultivator half-closed his eyes, his snow-like, clear and cold face making him look even more detached from worldly desires, even though his voice was sufficiently gentle and pleasant.
However, the young man had only managed to spit out half his sentence when the man rushed forward in a single stride.
Immediately after, the young man was tightly pulled into his embrace, unable to move, and even his mouth was covered by the other party’s hand.
Han Yujiu’s tone was colder than jagged ice. With an expressionless face, he said to the old monk:
“No offense meant for disturbing your quiet cultivation. But I still have one favor to ask of you. Please allow your disciple to take a trip with me.”
Although Han Yujiu’s choice of words was polite enough, his gaze brook no argument. It looked as though if the old monk refused, he would directly and forcibly abduct the young man away.
The old monk smiled faintly and said:
“It is affinity, and it is also fate; this old monk has no right to interfere.”
Hearing this, Yun Qingzhou’s eyes widened in shock. He struggled strenuously within Han Yujiu’s embrace. He had originally thought he would get his master’s help, but never expected that a simple phrase, affinity is fate, would sell him out to the male lead.
The young man looked at his master in disbelief, only for his master to reveal an unfathomable smile and silently mouth two words:
‘Go.’
Yun Qingzhou felt somewhat broken inside:
‘Go?!’
‘Go where? To the bed?!’
‘Master, do you have any idea what I might be about to face later?! Don’t give up on me, hey! Help me, save me!’
Sensing that the person in his arms was restless, Han Yujiu’s eyes darkened abruptly. After hastily bidding farewell to the old monk, he whisked Yun Qingzhou away from the Buddhist grounds.
A tactile sensation came from his back as Yun Qingzhou was pressed by the shoulders against a tree trunk, leaving him seeing stars for a moment. By the time he regained his senses, the male lead had already caged him within his embrace.
Han Yujiu’s hand gently caressed the young man’s cheek, his eyes gloomy and obscure like a tranquil deep sea. He asked slowly:
“Why did you leave?”
“Did you really hate seeing me that much?”
“Hmm?”
Receiving no reply, Han Yujiu was not annoyed.
His cool, jade-like fingers lifted the young man’s chin, and amidst the young man’s completely placid gaze, he pressed his lips forward.
A gentle breeze, the chirping of insects, and white flowers falling to the ground.
The young man was pinned against the tree by the man and kissed recklessly. Both of his hands were firmly pinned down, leaving him with no choice but to passively endure.
Han Yujiu kissed with intense absorption, kissing fiercely and mercilessly scavenging and sucking, causing the young man to whimper because of his bullying.
Yet he only knew how to vent the sour, stifled frustration in his heart, attempting to use this method to make that pair of indifferent eyes reflect his own shadow.
Nor did he have the slightest inkling of how the young man was screaming and crying out his grievances in his heart at this very moment.
Yun Qingzhou: ‘Big brother, could you please calm down a bit?’
‘The flesh on my lips is about to be bitten off by you, go a little easier! I am begging you, lift the mute curse and listen to my explanation!’
It was a pity that Han Yujiu could not hear the young man’s complaints and rants at this moment.
He kissed for a long time, so much so that even time seemed to stand still because of this ambiguous and seductive atmosphere.
It wasn’t until the young man’s eyes had grown unfocused and darkened from a lack of oxygen that he seemingly tasted enough of this bittersweet flavor, letting go of the other person with low pants.
The Buddhist cultivator’s chest heaved violently, letting out coughs from the depths of his throat. The scarlet, tear-stained corners of his eyes made him look exceptionally pitiful.
Han Yujiu: “Xiaozhou, come back with me.”
“Be a good boy and come back with me.”
Yun Qingzhou felt deeply displeased at being bullied by the person before him, so he furrowed his brow slightly and cursed inwardly.
‘Madman.’
‘Who asked you to treat me like this? I am doing this precisely to make you anxious.’
With red and swollen lips, the Buddhist cultivator turned his head away to avoid Han Yujiu’s excessively fiery and frantic gaze, half-closing his eyes without uttering a word.
【Zhou-ah, be a bit careful, wah. This protagonist looks like he is angry.】
Looking at the corruption and affection values that had both maxed out on the panel, the system weakly chimed in to remind him. Unfortunately, before it could finish speaking, the male lead had already made his move.
Enraged by the young man’s attitude to the point where his face turned pale and green, Han Yujiu gritted his teeth and spat out several goods in succession.
Without regard for the young man’s struggle, he scooped him up and threw him over his shoulder.
In just a fleeting moment, the man carried the young man straight back to the demon palace.
Before his vision had even cleared from the dizzying motion, Yun Qingzhou was tossed directly onto the couch.
He felt a sudden wave of dizziness, and before he could react, his lips were sealed by the other party.
The young man’s eyes widened, a trace of panic and helplessness flashing across his depths.
Seeing how the other person threw caution to the wind and only knew how to plunder, how could the young man still not know what the other party wanted to do.
‘I was wrong, I was wrong! I should not have given you attitude. Big brother, have some mercy, my butt still hurts! Even if this kind of thing feels good, you still need to exercise moderation, hey!’
He had originally thought that because of his attitude, the male lead would extinguish his desire and affection for him.
Never did he expect that such behavior was no different than adding frost to snow, making the other party even more eager and desperate to possess that sense of security.
At this moment, the young man felt filled with incomparable regret, pushing and shoving away with all his might.
Regrettably, such actions were nothing more than a light scratch to Han Yujiu.
His clothes were violently torn open, and the other party gnawed mercilessly like a beast that had not tasted meat in a long time, wishing he could swallow his entire prey whole into his belly.