Hiss, this familiar oppressive feeling!
Step two of the brilliant plan, provoke his masculine pride in a certain aspect, and force him into a forceful coupling!
[System (trembling): H-Host Are you sure that provoking the Heavenly Lord like this will result in a forceful coupling instead of being directly wiped out?]
What a joke, with this beauty of mine, could he bring himself to lay a hand on me?
Ruan Yaibai, having returned once more to the Yaoguang Heavenly Lord’s bedchamber, directly threw his arms tightly around Ye Tang’s neck. Deliberately putting on an impatient appearance, he randomly kissed the man’s face a few times before pulling on his neck and panting, “To the couch?”
Ye Tang remained silent, the arm wrapped around Ruan Yaibai’s waist naturally tightening a fraction.
Anyone with eyes could feel his entire body instantly stiffening.
Seeing that Ye Tang didn’t move, Ruan Yaibai issued a sincere invitation right beside his ear: “On the table?”
As soon as he finished speaking, he used his finger to slide slowly across the silver-inlaid hidden patterns of Ye Tang’s moon-white lapel. Every single inch seemed to carry an irresistible, throbbing pulse, dripping wet and damp and then Ruan Yaibai hooked the immortal ribbon hair tie behind Ye Tang, leisurely wrapping the snow-white fabric twice around his index finger before pulling it forward with moderate strength.
With this single pull, it was as if he were dragging Ye Tang into an abyss of desire.
Ruan Yaibai took half a step back, leaning lightly against the table, and propped his hand backward, instantly shifting into a semi-seated pose on top of it. Pulled by the immortal ribbon, Ye Tang stumbled a step forward right before him, almost as if entranced as he gazed firmly into Ruan Yaibai’s wildly entangled, teasing gaze.
Enchanting like a demonic serpent, stunning and wicked.
The two invisible golden leaves sneaked in stealthily at a most opportune moment.
Upon catching sight of the scene between Ye Tang and Ruan Yaibai by the table, the golden leaves, which had just entered and been completely stunned, instantly froze in place, nearly colliding with one another.
Noticing the golden leaves out of the corner of his eye, Ruan Yaibai became even less restrained and acted it out to the fullest.
He hooked the pure, untainted immortal ribbon of Ye Tang, sliding it past bit by bit with his finger, before lowering his head to gently nibble on it.
This movement was full of provocation and enticement, causing the immortal ribbon to actually radiate a faint, weak shimmer.
The immortal ribbon hair tie served as a symbol of status in Lanquque Heaven; not just any high-ranking immortal lord could possess one. Only those with prominent achievements and heavy authority were qualified to wear it, and every person’s ribbon was engraved with immortal seal runes detailing their exceptional contributions to the three realms. Rumors stated that it was a rule left behind by primordial deities in ancient times, representing the descent of divine light, yet now it was being toyed with like this by Ruan Yaibai.
“Blasphemy, blaspheming the gods!” Shang Xingyun was uncharacteristically so excited that his enunciation wasn’t even crisp.
His outburst startled Murong Yan, who was watching the show, prompting him to hurriedly cover Shang Xingyun’s mouth with a frantic, flustered “Shh.”
Then they watched as Ruan Yaibai winked his left eye at the two of them, as if signaling that everything was fine. Ye Tang had his back to them, unable to see or hear a thing.
Shang Xingyun hurriedly pushed Murong Yan’s hand away, terrified that being a step slower would make him miss out on some exciting spectacle.
The two golden leaves huddled in the corner, blushing fiercely. Before coming here, they truly hadn’t expected it to be this thrilling.
The lofty, arrogant Yaoguang Heavenly Lord actually allowed the demon to commit such insubordinate acts against him!
Yet in the very next moment, an event that shocked them even more took place!
Ye Tang actually used a single hand to clamp tightly around Ruan Yaibai’s waist, pulling him heavily toward his own chest, and then turned his head to follow the other’s lips and planted a fierce kiss. Ruan Yaibai, who hadn’t yet prepared himself, almost tumbled down, but was hoisted directly into the air and held horizontally by Ye Tang around the waist!
From the table to the wall, and then to the edge of the couch.
“Wah, look at our Exalted Lord’s waist strength! Saying he’s no good? That’s simply June snow, an abysmal and monstrous grievance, so absurd it defies all heavenly logic!” Murong Yan swept his sleeve to wipe his nose, and then felt as though the person beside him was rushing frantically to search for something on his body. He managed to divert a shred of peripheral vision, “Old Shang, what are you looking for?”
Shang Xingyun stared unblinkingly at the stunning spring scenery before him while his hands fumbled and trembled over his own body: “Where’s my brush, where did my brush go?! If I don’t sketch this down on the spot, how is this old man going to write a grand pomegranate romance novel in the future?!”
Murong Yan glanced at the immortal artifact table-of-contents hairpiece that someone always stuck in their hair bun, and quite considerately reached out to pluck it off for him.
Shang Xingyun took the table-of-contents hairpiece with a look of utter gratitude: “I owe you one, Murong!”
The flowers were arranged, the moon was full, and the atmosphere inside the room had been whipped up to absolute perfection. Both Murong Yan and Shang Xingyun had secured the best viewing angles, as if the next second would see silver vases cracking and water splashing everywhere!
“I used to think only a woman’s waist deserved the description of being able to be grasped in one hand. Seeing it today, tsk, the Exalted Lord’s waist is truly the genuine article of delicate, soft-to-the-touch, frail, and bewitching… Also, look at those legs wrapped around our Exalted Lord, aren’t they going to battle for three whole days and nights?”
Shang Xingyun was so excited the tip of his brush was shaking: “Everything I wrote in the past is absolute garbage. Today I have finally, finally witnessed.”
“In the future, every stroke and every line of mine will be a novel, filled with soul and blood!”
Murong Yan patted his shoulder, sighing: “You’re moved and all, but there’s no need to cry, right?”
Upon hearing this, Shang Xingyun wiped his face, his eye rims actually red: “I’ve waited over a hundred years, do you think it’s been easy for me?! Alright, you talk too much, you’re ruining my viewing experience!”
Murong Yan initially stopped talking, but after a moment, he suddenly grew depressed: “Wait… Did I even say more than one sentence?”
Shang Xingyun: “Shut up!”
Talk amongst themselves as they might, their eyes never once left Ye Tang and Ruan Yaibai. Thus, given that the foreplay had been built up to such an extent, how blazing hot and heaven-soaringly joyful must the main event be?
Ye Tang cradled Ruan Yaibai and brought him to the couch. After bestowing detailed, lingering kisses, he reached out to lightly untie the other’s clothing belt.
At this very moment, as the belt came undone and the feeling of restriction vanished, Ruan Yaibai inexplicably felt his heart begin to race.
[System: Host, your heartbeat is detected as abnormal, and your body temperature is also climbing.]
Ruan Yaibai: I’m not a dead body, dammit! If my body doesn’t even react to this, wouldn’t that be even more abnormal?! Besides, purely in terms of physique and looks, this fellow surnamed Ye is completely my type!
[System (flipping through data): Your heart rate and body temperature didn’t reach this threshold during the previous two times, and you weren’t looking at the Heavenly Lord with such longing eyes either.]
Ruan Yaibai: The first time I had just revived, my body was still in chaos, and I didn’t have time to experience it carefully; the whole person was dizzy, and the entire process was just an ellipsis. As for the second time, you tell me yourself how different I was from a corpse the second time?!
[System: That seems to make some sense. So right now you are… genuinely moved?]
Ruan Yaibai: Don’t talk nonsense! I just want to recover my spiritual power! Besides, wasn’t it you who told me to do it more often with him?!
[System: Did I?]
Ruan Yaibai: Feigning amnesia, are we?!
“Ah-Ruan,” Ye Tang lightly nipped at the side of Ruan Yaibai’s ear, “Focus.”
As if struck at his fatal weak spot, a certain someone’s face instantly flushed brilliant crimson, the sound of his beating heart echoing incessantly. Coupled with the knowledge that there were spectators on-site, certain sensory perceptions suddenly became even more.
The atmosphere was so strange.
Although he was the one who had guided it at the start, the current atmosphere was so scorching hot that it made one want to escape.
Held tightly in the embrace, he instinctively shrank his feet back, only to be pinned firmly by the ankle by Ye Tang.
A sensation akin to an electric shock.
Clearly, both of them were fully clothed and nothing could be seen from the outside, but the burning tension in the room felt like an intense tearing force.
He looked toward Ye Tang, his gaze no longer clear, and swallowed hard involuntarily.
Even he himself wouldn’t believe it if he said it out loud, but at this exact moment, he genuinely craved Ye Tang at the very least, his body was being devastatingly honest.
Then, his “honesty” was controlled by Ye Tang.
Startling him so much that his eyes flew wide open: “Don’t”
Although there was clothing covering them and outsiders couldn’t see, his physical reaction had clearly betrayed what was happening. The two golden leaves hiding to the side instinctively reached out at the same time in their excitement to cover each other’s mouths!
“You, what are you doing?”
Ye Tang did not answer.
A short while later, Ruan Yaibai lay limp in Ye Tang’s arms, the corners of his eyes flushed red with tear traces, his entire body drained of strength as if every ounce of vigor had been sucked out, completely unable to move a muscle.
Ye Tang withdrew his hand, glanced sideways, and abruptly uttered three words.
“A bit fast.”
That tone possessed the Heavenly Lord’s consistent, calm self-restraint.
Ruan Yaibai: “…”
Abso, absolute humiliation!
Absolute humiliation, ahhhhhh!
Fortunately, this whole thing happened too fast, so probably nobody was keeping time, right.
[System: H-Host, You only lasted 28 seconds in the Heavenly Lord’s hands, eh.]
God-damned system, do I not have any pride to uphold?!
Besides, 28 seconds is 28 seconds, what are you trying to express with that particle “eh” of yours?!
[System (scratching its head): Ah, just, just, hehe.]
Ah! Just what, you scoundrel!
Murong Yan off to the side awkwardly stared at the floor: “Cough, well, it is indeed a bit fast.”
Shang Xingyun, who hadn’t quite processed what happened, blinked and scratched his head with the tip of his brush: “I didn’t expect the Exalted Lord’s physical condition… Ah, well, he has been lying down for over two hundred years after all, so his bodily state isn’t optimal. Understandable, understandable!”
“Now that you mention it, it makes sense. Actually, the one who needs nourishing isn’t our Exalted Lord, but rather”
After cleaning the traces from his hands, Ye Tang settled Ruan Yaibai back onto the couch, even considerately helping him pull the quilt over properly: “Rest for a while. Your body hasn’t fully recovered yet, so strenuous exercise isn’t advisable. A soothing session once should help you cool down.”
Ruan Yaibai directly pulled the blanket over his head, opening a full-scale “heart like dead ashes, want to die, please do not disturb” mode.
[System: Host, I actually sympathize with you a bit. It’s that kind of feeling where you want to scold someone but have no way to start. Wuwuwu, but regardless of everything else, the Heavenly Lord is truly so considerate of you, oh.]
Ruan Yaibai: Do I need to say thank you to him as well, dammit?!
[System: Given how close the two of you are like glue, you can skip the thank-yous. Why don’t you help him out next time? Judging from the previous situation, the Heavenly Lord will definitely far exceed 28 seconds.]
Ruan Yaibai: Get lost!
[System: Will do, sir.]
Ruan Yaibai wanted to cry.
He tried to steal a chicken only to lose the rice used as bait; this transaction was so disastrously unprofitable it couldn’t even find its way home to grandma!
The worst part was that he had let the dynamic duo of accomplices watch the whole thing live. He could already imagine how Shang Xingyun was going to portray him in his books in the future!!!
He had come to watch Ye Tang be impotent, only for it to turn into. Ahhhhhhh!
[System: Oh right, Host, although. hehe, but the Heavenly Lord helping you resolve your needs is also a kind of affection, so the progress bar +0.01%, congratulations!]