newbobooks Chapter 208 Punish Me?
Chapter 208 Punish Me?
When Sang Yunqi heard Chu Xinglan say that it was a good thing for him to have a Taoist partner to take care of him and he felt happy, he was completely unable to control his emotions at that moment.
A powerful pressure emanated, and Chu Xinglan, who was only a few feet away from him, turned pale in an instant. He even had difficulty breathing, his body trembled uncontrollably, and his back was instantly wet with cold sweat.
Chu Xinglan had seen how other people behaved when faced with Sang Yunqi’s pressure, but this was the first time he had faced it head-on in such a long time.
For a moment, he even thought he was going to die.
Chu Xinglan was really scared. The feeling of powerlessness, like an ant who couldn't even control his own destiny, struck his mind hard.
Let him clearly realize that this is the world of cultivation and human life has never been valuable.
Perhaps if someone else treated him like this, he would only want to resist and be dissatisfied, but the person in front of him was the one he had been thinking about all the time and the one on whom he had placed all his sense of belonging to the world. Chu Xinglan even felt despair at that moment.
In this despair of being abandoned by the whole world, Chu Xinglan couldn't help but cry out in grievance in his heart.
It is you who compromise, it is you who escape, it is you who give the other party a way out, but the other party is completely unaware and does not appreciate the grievance.
To the point that you feel aggrieved that all your feelings are worthless in front of the other person.
The moment Sang Yunqi saw Chu Xinglan's pale face, he came to his senses and restrained his pressure.
He panicked and released the hand that was still pinching his chin, wanting to explain. However, although the person opposite him was still looking at him, his eyes became empty, and the sad atmosphere emanating from him made him freeze.
Especially the red mark on his round chin left by his momentary loss of control just now, reflected on that pale little face, was like a sharp knife stabbing directly into his heart.
Sang Yunqi moved his lips and spoke in a dry voice: "Xinglan."
He didn't know what to say next, but the panic of losing the other person clearly emerged in his mind, making him realize that he couldn't do nothing.
And beneath this panic and fear, Sang Yunqi felt even more deeply dissatisfied and resentful.
He put all his confused thoughts behind him, loosened his grip on Chu Xinglan's hand, put it on his waist, gently exerted force, pulled the person onto his legs, and then pressed him tightly in his arms.
His lips gently touched Chu Xinglan's forehead, eyebrows, and cheeks, paused slightly, and finally stopped at the corner of his lips that he had longed for.
Then the desire in the heart broke out of the prison and repeatedly ground and gnawed at that place.
Only his remaining rationality prevented him from crossing the line further and kissing those soft lips.
The slight pain pulled Chu Xinglan out of his thoughts. He didn't react to what happened for a moment and subconsciously moved his lips.
Sang Yunqi, who was still moving, paused and raised his eyelids slightly. Chu Xinglan's confusion was reflected in his light-colored pupils.
The next second, Sang Yunqi closed his eyes again to hide the strong desire in his eyes, and his restless lips were finally covered with that layer of softness.
Before Chu Xinglan could come to his senses, he was frightened by this action. When he realized what happened, he subconsciously raised his hand to push the person away.
But as soon as his hand rested on Sang Yunqi's flexible chest, the force that he wanted to exert disappeared and turned into a gentle comfort.
Chu Xinglan closed his eyes bitterly, then slightly opened his lips and responded tentatively.
How could he refuse? He couldn't refuse, he wanted more.
Sang Yunqi, who was originally a little nervous, clearly felt the slight movement under his lips. The joy of getting a response made his originally taut string of reason break instantly. He repeated it again without any scruples and conquered the city.
Chu Xinglan, who was able to fight back at the beginning, soon lost the initiative and could only passively endure Sang Yunqi's attacks.
The only audible sounds in the room were the swirling of water and heavy breathing.
The hot big hand that was sliding back and forth on Chu Xinglan's waist was no longer satisfied with this. Its fingertips flexibly picked up the belt and then pressed against it without any hindrance.
"Well--"
The sudden gasp made both of them freeze in their movements, and reason rushed out of the hazy desire.
Sang Yunqi bit Chu Xinglan's lips again with lingering affection before withdrawing from this intimate distance.
Chu Xinglan hurriedly climbed down from Sang Yunqi's legs, sat on the bed with his back to him, and hurriedly pulled at his loose robe.
But the busier he got, the more uncontrollable his hands became, and by accident, the belt got tied into a knot in his hands.
"..."
Sang Yunqi had come back to his senses. The dissatisfaction, anger and panic he had just felt had long since disappeared. Seeing that his little apprentice had spent a long time sorting out his clothes, which were still in a mess, he sighed with regret, reached out his hand, and helped him sort them out.
But after a while, Chu Xinglan returned to his normal appearance. Only his slightly swollen lips and the red marks at the corners of his eyes clearly showed what had happened just now.
But Chu Xinglan's heart was not so calm, especially when the old man in front of him was smiling at him with a satisfied look, which made him unable to control his face getting hot.
After all this trouble, the drunkenness in him had long disappeared. Thinking back on what he had done all night, he just wanted to find a hole in the ground to crawl into.
Sure enough, alcohol is not a good thing, especially drinking it late at night. Thinking of his own hypocritical and desperate thoughts, Chu Xinglan closed his eyes in pain.
Sang Yunqi was somewhat dissatisfied with his reaction. Was this dissatisfaction?
He raised his hand and pinched Chu Xinglan's cheek with a little force, pulling it away, but Chu Xinglan slapped his hand in angrily.
"What are you doing? I never thought that Master would take advantage of others."
After saying that, Chu Xinglan's eyes rolled, and he suddenly smiled wickedly, moving closer to Sang Yunqi's face.
"What was Master doing just now? Punishing me?"
"I just asked Master to find a Taoist partner and a master's wife for me. Why would Master kiss me?"
Sang Yunqi looked at his little disciple in shock, who was suddenly a completely different person, and his mind was a little confused for a moment.
"you……"
Chu Xinglan snorted, "Me? Master is still using his power to pressure me. I thought Master was so angry that he wanted to kill me directly."
"I'm not……"
Chu Xinglan was really too lazy to pay attention to him. He took a step with his long legs, got off the bed and walked out of the room.
Sang Yunqi didn't care about what he just said. He subconsciously grabbed his wrist and asked nervously, "Where are you going?"
Chu Xinglan was forced to stop, turned around and looked at Sang Yunqi nonchalantly.
"Take a bath, Master, do you want to join us?"