Was it possible to catch a cold from just a moment in the wind?
Jiang Zheliu was not at all on the same wavelength as Wenren Ye.
He thought that Wenren Ye meant the wind that had just crept in through the giant hole. He had not completely recovered his senses, so he just lifted his arms and put them around the other’s neck, and after a long pause said: “…… It’s nothing.”
Wenren Ye still thought that Jiang Zheliu’s body temperature was a little too high, and the scent he was exuding was also far too sweet and unctuous which was confusing his mind.
The devil’s sensitivity levels were not as strong as the demons, so his reaction to it was not as severe either, but at this moment, Wenren Ye was also losing a bit of focus because of Jiang Zheliu.
Jiang Zheliu felt incredibly light, Wenren Ye carried him downstairs to get away from the wind, putting him on the soft bed1 by the furnace. Then he was told off by Ah-Chu who shouted loudly in shock, asking Wenren Ye to fix it at least temporarily and then sort it out properly later.
The little deer’s hooves made a *pitter patter* sound as he jumped up the staircase, stopping at the top of the stairs.
There was a bell hanging over the upper corner of the soft chair, and the occasional crisp ringing sound was made with the slightest movement of the net around the bed.
Wenren Ye sat at the edge of the bed watching him.
He was still the same – falling asleep so easily. The feeling of exhaustion was engraved upon his eyebrows, he had absolutely no energy to do anything. His speech was also cold and the sentences were concise and calm, as if saying even one more sentence would exhausting for him.
Wenren Ye took off Jiang Zheliu’s outer cloak and outer robe gently, and then covered his shoulders with a soft and light brocade blanket, covering him tightly and even covering a small part of his jaw. His exposed thin lips were slightly pursed. It seemed that due to his abnormal body temperature at this moment, that even the lips were a little dry.
Wenren Ye took a few more glances at him, but in his heart, a couple more of the little deers began crashing to their deaths. He stared at Jiang Zheliu’s lips without blinking, then lowered his head and moved closer to him, until he could feel Jiang Zheliu’s breath which was actually a little warm.
……. What was happening, his body temperature was so odd.
He was shocked, whilst his heart was continuing to beat nervously, he was having serious trouble trying to think straight. He reached out and shook Jiang Zheliu’s shoulder lightly.
“Zheliu?”
No reply, this person had really fallen into a deep sleep.
He reached into the quilt and pressed his hand against the other’s chest through a thin layer of his undershirt. He realised that Jiang Zheliu’s body temperature had risen far too much, and his mind began to run wild until he remembered that Jiang Zheliu had told him before about the Heavenly Spirit Body’s special characteristics, and he was temporarily relieved.
But Wenren Ye still wanted to ask after him.
“Are you sure you’re okay?”
The little devil was stuck close to his cheek, and he could feel the warm and rich scent that was coming from the other’s breath, which almost lingered around in the air.
Jiang Zheliu was like a piece of sweet and soft pastry stripped of its packaging, exuding a sweet scent that had been delivered to the tip of his mouth, making him want to take a bite.
He originally thought that he had good self-control and extraordinary endurance. Then he saw Jiang Zheliu open his eyes slightly. He didn’t know if he understood what he had been saying, but Jiang Zheliu raised his hand and grabbed a hold of his fingers.
Wenren Ye was about to ask again, when his gaze fell upon the hand that was exposed from the blanket—— his fingertips were pink, and his entire body was exuding warmth. His palm was not wide, and his knuckles were slender and round, even his joints were filled with a faint reddish hue.
His fingertips were a little moist, but he didn’t have any strength so he was holding Wenren Ye’s hand very softly.
Wenren Ye had completely forgotten what he wanted to say.
All that was left was only an uncontrollable impulse in his mind.
Jiang Zheliu closed his eyes again. He seldom actually got this tired, usually he could at least exchange a few sentences with him, but at this moment, he just slightly shifted more closely to the little devil, resting his head upon his sleeve.
Jiang Zheliu also loosened the fingers entirely on his hand, as if he was just resting on his hand.
“Zheliu?” Wenren Ye took a deep breath, guessing that this physique was having an effect on him, “Are you really okay like this? Wake up, I’m worried.”
He had to be the evil person who wouldn’t let the other person sleep.
The little devil coaxed patiently before making Jiang Zheliu open his eyes again.
Those pair of pitch-black eyes were still a little dazed, and he stared at Wenren Ye’s face for a long time, before finally finding a response, and said with not too much certainty: “Should be fine.”
“Should be?” Wenren Ye asked with a frown.
“Maybe…” Jiang Zheliu was still a little sleepy at this time, he buried into the quilt and said quietly, “Maybe you should hold me.”
He spoke in a very calm manner.
Wenren Ye’s mind went blank.
He felt that his self-control had been obliterated, his entire body became rigid as he let these words sink in. He didn’t know if he was overthinking things, or Jiang Zheliu was talking nonsense from being too sleepy or was it that the two of them interpreted the contents in different ways…… This sentence was even more bewitching than the sweet and onctuous fragrance overflowing from the other’s body, making his mind completely frozen.
He looked down at Jiang Zheliu’s hand.
It was usually pale and colourless. At this time, it was slightly pink, and it was smooth all over, like a piece of jade.
The Devil Lord swallowed, then gripped Jiang Zheliu’s hand, leaned in towards his lips and kissed the corners of his lips lightly, with a hoarse voice he said: “You won’t be able to……. take it right now.”
He was taken aback by the sound of his own voice. The concealed passion in his voice was too obvious, it couldn’t be suppressed no matter what.
Jiang Zheliu was kissed by him, and with his eyes closed he responded vaguely. It was not obvious whether he had heard what the other had said. After a few seconds, when Wenren Ye stopped, he slowly moved closer, tentatively kissing Wenren Ye.
No one could resist this.
The little willow’s lips were dry and slightly hot, and the tip of his tongue was soft, swiping lightly across his teeth, as if he wanted to kiss him, but he didn’t have enough strength. Even if he took the initiative, it was also as if he had a desire to resist. He encircled his arms around Wenren Ye’s neck and kissed him slowly, without any real passion. Instead, it seemed more like he was trying to calm Wenren Ye down, like he was feeding his wolfdog some cake.
It was too sweet.
Wenren Ye’s mind was “buzzing”, his thoughts were becoming unethical.
Jiang Zheliu was licking the other’s canine teeth, he no longer knew what the word “self-control” meant. The little devil sucked onto Jiang Zheliu’s soft tongue preventing him from withdrawing, and then he seemed to have got lost in the moment and began to bite down on his tongue, when he felt the two arms that were encircled around his neck tighten very slightly.
Jiang Zheliu let go and retreated backwards on the bed, protesting silently.
The little devil didn’t let him retreat any further, and instead embraced him tightly with both hands, and then followed his movements to climb on to the bed, with one hand resting next to his ear, he stared at the irresponsible little willow tree in front of him. He watched as the other looked up in a sickly manner, his eyelashes trembling slightly.
“What is it…” His voice was very soft, and it didn’t sound like he was deliberately teasing him.
“You’re asking me that.” Wenren Ye looked at his red lips, stretched out his hand and touched it a few times, “Wasn’t it you who asked me to hold you?”
Jiang Zheliu ignored him, and after a long period of thought, he said, “…Just leave it alone, I’ll be fine after I sleep.”
He could ignore his own burning Heavenly Spirit Body, but he couldn’t ignore the little devil who was also burning up.
This person had strongly aroused Wenren Ye’s desires, so he certainly wouldn’t be able to calm down so easily. He encircled Jiang Zheliu’s waist, lowered his head to his ear, and said: “If it wasn’t for the fact that you couldn’t take it, I would just keep pestering you. Just to let you know, there are some things that you can’t just randomly say like that.”
His breath was incredibly hot, hitting the base of his ears making them numb. Jiang Zheliu’s sensitive spots shouldn’t be touched, as soon as they were touched, his waist would weaken. Fortunately, it was not obvious upon the bed, he had made it impossible for Wenren Ye to sleep, so he had to coax him: “I’ve made a mistake this time, are you going to continue to pester me?”
The little devil moved away the hair around his ears, and then rubbed his fingertips against the base of the other’s ears, when he saw a crimson glow on his snow-white skin, softly dispersing.
He heard Jiang Zheliu lightly breathe in with some endurance.
Wenren Ye’s heart was palpitating, he was becoming more and more nervous, it was an almost indescribable feeling. But he couldn’t stop his own hands, and continued to knead Jiang Zheliu’s red ears, then he leaned down and buried himself in Jiang Zheliu’s neck, smelling the coolness of ice and snow mixed with the sweet scent within the other’s body heat.
His sharp canine teeth nibbled on the frosty skin.
He evidently didn’t use much force, but Jiang Zheliu’s body flushed red when touched, so delicate, from just one light bite, there was already a tooth mark, and even the surroundings were red.
Wenren Ye moved up from his neck and licked his earlobe.
His hand was squeezed tightly.
Jiang Zheliu’s spirit was completely awake, his body tightened, and his palms were wet. He held onto Wenren Ye’s fingers tightly, and his breath suddenly became messy.
“You…” He pressed his breath, “Stop messing around.”
Wenren Ye’s movements stopped for a moment, and then slowly cupped the other’s cheeks, his purple eyes deepened another shade, “Didn’t you like it?”
It’s not that he didn’t like it.
Jiang Zheliu avoided his gaze, fearing that he would lose self-control. If he really died on the Devil Lord’s bed, this method of death would be too shameful, he didn’t want it to become an odd tale for all eternity.
“I can’t take it,” he whispered, “Don’t even think about it now.”
Wenren Ye didn’t say a word for a long time, he just continued to hold and stare at him for a long time, the colour in his eyes changed, and finally he gritted his teeth and acquiesed.
The little wolf dog moved to the edge of his shoulder, and was careful not to squish him, his voice was muffled: “You clearly also wanted to…”
Jiang Zheliu coughed lightly, feeling that it was a bit late for him to preserve his moral integrity, and reached out and rubbed the little devil’s fluffy hair, and then touched the devilish horns that had appeared in the excitement.
Very hard.
He stroked the horns following the devilish pattern upon it for a while, and then swept a glance all over the other person’s body, and discovered that devilish script was also slowly appearing all over his body, it seemed that he was really suffering from being teased.
But Jiang Zheliu really didn’t mean it. He was very sleepy just now, and his mind was dizzy. Just before, he had gone over to kiss him solely to comfort Wenren Ye.
The comforting not only didn’t work, but it had aroused his desire.
After all, Jiang Xianzun had a wealth of life experience, and he was very capable of empathy. He stretched out his hand to touch the devilish horns, then rubbed his head. He then turned his head to the side, and whispered: “I don’t know how much I need to recover to solve this physical problem.”
“……Hmm.”
The little devil was still sulking.
Who would have thought that the Devil lord could be so angry over this.
“I was wrong just now.” As the senior, Jiang Zheliu was very magnanimous and never shied away from admitting his mistakes. “I’ve made you uncomfortable.”
When his beloved spoke, it was as if he did not have enough breath to speak, the sound of each word that came out was very light and abrupt. The words were not particularly convincing, but his dictation was like his breath as light as a feather, bringing with it a cold sweet fragrance.
Wenren Ye began to feel excited again.
Jiang Zheliu didn’t hear his answer, and thought that it was strange, until he felt Wenren Ye’s extremely hard horns against the palm of his hands, he also felt something else very hard that pressed against him.
Jiang Xianzun, who prided himself on being an elderly person, was silent for a long while, and slowly withdrew his hand, his head buzzing from the size of the thing rubbing against him.
He moved quietly to the side of the soft bed without batting an eyelid.
…No way, this wasn’t something mere mortals could take.
He suddenly developed a strange respect for Chang Qian’s mother, and felt that she was admirable to suffer in the name of love.
He figured himself to not be as admirable. He simply wanted to hide.
Not waiting for Jiang Zheliu to move any further away from him, Jiang Zheliu was picked up by Wenren Ye and embraced him in his arms without the slightest bit of embarrassment.
Jiang Xianzun who had not known fear for a thousand years… was a little scared at that moment.
Wenren Ye didn’t seem to notice his emotions, or he had noticed it and deliberately wanted to scare him. He locked Jiang Zheliu in his arms, taking in deeply the scent of the Heavenly Spirit Body, then said to him if he was tired he should sleep.
Jiang Zheliu was sleepy, but he really couldn’t sleep. He didn’t dare to look down, but after a long while of silence, he found a topic of conversation and asked, “You…what are you going to do?”
He didn’t have to say it explicitly, but Wenren Ye was able to understand.
He seemed to really think about it for a moment: “Your legs…”
His words paused, and he dispersed this idea. Little willow tree was sick and frail, what if the friction damaged his skin, even if it didn’t hurt him, it would probably become red and swollen—— Due to the devil realm’s customs he was quite familiar with this type of thing.
He couldn’t use his hands either. Jiang Zheliu didn’t have the strength, the latter should just stay in his arms and be taken good care of, and even spoiled. Aside from himself, no one else could be as good, even if the other got angry, he wouldn’t abandon him.
Wenren Ye actually had no sense of security, but he was thick-skinned… No, he was very confident in his degree of devotion, he would never ever give up.
“I’ll sort it out myself.” Wenren Ye stroked the other’s hair, smoothing down his cold and moist hair. “It’s fine.”
This way of comforting him was a bit weird.
Jiang Zheliu’s mind was still unsettled and he responded with an “en”, but he still couldn’t sleep. After thinking for a while, he said softly, “Don’t hold me so tightly, I seem to feel even hotter.”
“You were already abnormally hot.” Wenren Ye relaxed, and put his palm on Jiang Zheliu’s forehead for a moment. “Get up and drink some tea, wake up a bit, I’ll heat the medicine for you, and you can drink it later. After the medicine, you can go back to sleep.”
Since Wenren Ye had already decided for him, he could only nod his head.
“After I’m done fixing upstairs, I’ll go and see Yu Jinnian.” It seemed that the devil race was particularly good at demolishing and rebuilding. “Did the bracelet lose control? It attacked thin air?”
Those two butterflies were really too small, mixed in with the flying snowflakes, it was impossible to see them.
Jiang Zheliu didn’t know what had happened. After looking at the ink bracelet for a while, he said, “I was sleeping really deeply and didn’t notice what happened.”
When it came to his safety, the little devil was always extremely nervous. He checked over it immediately, and did not find any issues, so he leaned in and kissed the other person’s forehead again: “Let me go back and take a look around, perhaps there are some other items that can protect you.”
He paused for a moment, and then anxiously asked: “Don’t fall asleep again.”
Wenren Ye took care of him like he was a three year old child.
Jiang Zheliu nodded helplessly, watching him go and then come back, then he lowered his head and kissed him violently, as if he was venting his anger and exhibiting his status as a fierce Devil Lord.
“If you kiss me like that again next time.” The little devil said furiously, “I will definitely make you cry.”
Jiang Zheliu originally wanted to laugh when he heard this, but then he remembered Wenren Ye’s non-human object, and he held back his laughter, feeling a little uneasy, he said after a long while: “….. I’ll try not to give you this opportunity..”
Wenren Ye: “……..”
What happened? Not only did he not feel the pleasure of threatening him, but he even felt more angry.
Was it possible to catch a cold from just a moment in the wind?
Jiang Zheliu was not at all on the same wavelength as Wenren Ye.
He thought that Wenren Ye meant the wind that had just crept in through the giant hole. He had not completely recovered his senses, so he just lifted his arms and put them around the other’s neck, and after a long pause said: “…… It’s nothing.”
Wenren Ye still thought that Jiang Zheliu’s body temperature was a little too high, and the scent he was exuding was also far too sweet and unctuous which was confusing his mind.
The devil’s sensitivity levels were not as strong as the demons, so his reaction to it was not as severe either, but at this moment, Wenren Ye was also losing a bit of focus because of Jiang Zheliu.
Jiang Zheliu felt incredibly light, Wenren Ye carried him downstairs to get away from the wind, putting him on the soft bed1 by the furnace. Then he was told off by Ah-Chu who shouted loudly in shock, asking Wenren Ye to fix it at least temporarily and then sort it out properly later.
The little deer’s hooves made a *pitter patter* sound as he jumped up the staircase, stopping at the top of the stairs.
There was a bell hanging over the upper corner of the soft chair, and the occasional crisp ringing sound was made with the slightest movement of the net around the bed.
Wenren Ye sat at the edge of the bed watching him.
He was still the same – falling asleep so easily. The feeling of exhaustion was engraved upon his eyebrows, he had absolutely no energy to do anything. His speech was also cold and the sentences were concise and calm, as if saying even one more sentence would exhausting for him.
Wenren Ye took off Jiang Zheliu’s outer cloak and outer robe gently, and then covered his shoulders with a soft and light brocade blanket, covering him tightly and even covering a small part of his jaw. His exposed thin lips were slightly pursed. It seemed that due to his abnormal body temperature at this moment, that even the lips were a little dry.
Wenren Ye took a few more glances at him, but in his heart, a couple more of the little deers began crashing to their deaths. He stared at Jiang Zheliu’s lips without blinking, then lowered his head and moved closer to him, until he could feel Jiang Zheliu’s breath which was actually a little warm.
……. What was happening, his body temperature was so odd.
He was shocked, whilst his heart was continuing to beat nervously, he was having serious trouble trying to think straight. He reached out and shook Jiang Zheliu’s shoulder lightly.
“Zheliu?”
No reply, this person had really fallen into a deep sleep.
He reached into the quilt and pressed his hand against the other’s chest through a thin layer of his undershirt. He realised that Jiang Zheliu’s body temperature had risen far too much, and his mind began to run wild until he remembered that Jiang Zheliu had told him before about the Heavenly Spirit Body’s special characteristics, and he was temporarily relieved.
But Wenren Ye still wanted to ask after him.
“Are you sure you’re okay?”
The little devil was stuck close to his cheek, and he could feel the warm and rich scent that was coming from the other’s breath, which almost lingered around in the air.
Jiang Zheliu was like a piece of sweet and soft pastry stripped of its packaging, exuding a sweet scent that had been delivered to the tip of his mouth, making him want to take a bite.
He originally thought that he had good self-control and extraordinary endurance. Then he saw Jiang Zheliu open his eyes slightly. He didn’t know if he understood what he had been saying, but Jiang Zheliu raised his hand and grabbed a hold of his fingers.
Wenren Ye was about to ask again, when his gaze fell upon the hand that was exposed from the blanket—— his fingertips were pink, and his entire body was exuding warmth. His palm was not wide, and his knuckles were slender and round, even his joints were filled with a faint reddish hue.
His fingertips were a little moist, but he didn’t have any strength so he was holding Wenren Ye’s hand very softly.
Wenren Ye had completely forgotten what he wanted to say.
All that was left was only an uncontrollable impulse in his mind.
Jiang Zheliu closed his eyes again. He seldom actually got this tired, usually he could at least exchange a few sentences with him, but at this moment, he just slightly shifted more closely to the little devil, resting his head upon his sleeve.
Jiang Zheliu also loosened the fingers entirely on his hand, as if he was just resting on his hand.
“Zheliu?” Wenren Ye took a deep breath, guessing that this physique was having an effect on him, “Are you really okay like this? Wake up, I’m worried.”
He had to be the evil person who wouldn’t let the other person sleep.
The little devil coaxed patiently before making Jiang Zheliu open his eyes again.
Those pair of pitch-black eyes were still a little dazed, and he stared at Wenren Ye’s face for a long time, before finally finding a response, and said with not too much certainty: “Should be fine.”
“Should be?” Wenren Ye asked with a frown.
“Maybe…” Jiang Zheliu was still a little sleepy at this time, he buried into the quilt and said quietly, “Maybe you should hold me.”
He spoke in a very calm manner.
Wenren Ye’s mind went blank.
He felt that his self-control had been obliterated, his entire body became rigid as he let these words sink in. He didn’t know if he was overthinking things, or Jiang Zheliu was talking nonsense from being too sleepy or was it that the two of them interpreted the contents in different ways…… This sentence was even more bewitching than the sweet and onctuous fragrance overflowing from the other’s body, making his mind completely frozen.
He looked down at Jiang Zheliu’s hand.
It was usually pale and colourless. At this time, it was slightly pink, and it was smooth all over, like a piece of jade.
The Devil Lord swallowed, then gripped Jiang Zheliu’s hand, leaned in towards his lips and kissed the corners of his lips lightly, with a hoarse voice he said: “You won’t be able to……. take it right now.”
He was taken aback by the sound of his own voice. The concealed passion in his voice was too obvious, it couldn’t be suppressed no matter what.
Jiang Zheliu was kissed by him, and with his eyes closed he responded vaguely. It was not obvious whether he had heard what the other had said. After a few seconds, when Wenren Ye stopped, he slowly moved closer, tentatively kissing Wenren Ye.
No one could resist this.
The little willow’s lips were dry and slightly hot, and the tip of his tongue was soft, swiping lightly across his teeth, as if he wanted to kiss him, but he didn’t have enough strength. Even if he took the initiative, it was also as if he had a desire to resist. He encircled his arms around Wenren Ye’s neck and kissed him slowly, without any real passion. Instead, it seemed more like he was trying to calm Wenren Ye down, like he was feeding his wolfdog some cake.
It was too sweet.
Wenren Ye’s mind was “buzzing”, his thoughts were becoming unethical.
Jiang Zheliu was licking the other’s canine teeth, he no longer knew what the word “self-control” meant. The little devil sucked onto Jiang Zheliu’s soft tongue preventing him from withdrawing, and then he seemed to have got lost in the moment and began to bite down on his tongue, when he felt the two arms that were encircled around his neck tighten very slightly.
Jiang Zheliu let go and retreated backwards on the bed, protesting silently.
The little devil didn’t let him retreat any further, and instead embraced him tightly with both hands, and then followed his movements to climb on to the bed, with one hand resting next to his ear, he stared at the irresponsible little willow tree in front of him. He watched as the other looked up in a sickly manner, his eyelashes trembling slightly.
“What is it…” His voice was very soft, and it didn’t sound like he was deliberately teasing him.
“You’re asking me that.” Wenren Ye looked at his red lips, stretched out his hand and touched it a few times, “Wasn’t it you who asked me to hold you?”
Jiang Zheliu ignored him, and after a long period of thought, he said, “…Just leave it alone, I’ll be fine after I sleep.”
He could ignore his own burning Heavenly Spirit Body, but he couldn’t ignore the little devil who was also burning up.
This person had strongly aroused Wenren Ye’s desires, so he certainly wouldn’t be able to calm down so easily. He encircled Jiang Zheliu’s waist, lowered his head to his ear, and said: “If it wasn’t for the fact that you couldn’t take it, I would just keep pestering you. Just to let you know, there are some things that you can’t just randomly say like that.”
His breath was incredibly hot, hitting the base of his ears making them numb. Jiang Zheliu’s sensitive spots shouldn’t be touched, as soon as they were touched, his waist would weaken. Fortunately, it was not obvious upon the bed, he had made it impossible for Wenren Ye to sleep, so he had to coax him: “I’ve made a mistake this time, are you going to continue to pester me?”
The little devil moved away the hair around his ears, and then rubbed his fingertips against the base of the other’s ears, when he saw a crimson glow on his snow-white skin, softly dispersing.
He heard Jiang Zheliu lightly breathe in with some endurance.
Wenren Ye’s heart was palpitating, he was becoming more and more nervous, it was an almost indescribable feeling. But he couldn’t stop his own hands, and continued to knead Jiang Zheliu’s red ears, then he leaned down and buried himself in Jiang Zheliu’s neck, smelling the coolness of ice and snow mixed with the sweet scent within the other’s body heat.
His sharp canine teeth nibbled on the frosty skin.
He evidently didn’t use much force, but Jiang Zheliu’s body flushed red when touched, so delicate, from just one light bite, there was already a tooth mark, and even the surroundings were red.
Wenren Ye moved up from his neck and licked his earlobe.
His hand was squeezed tightly.
Jiang Zheliu’s spirit was completely awake, his body tightened, and his palms were wet. He held onto Wenren Ye’s fingers tightly, and his breath suddenly became messy.
“You…” He pressed his breath, “Stop messing around.”
Wenren Ye’s movements stopped for a moment, and then slowly cupped the other’s cheeks, his purple eyes deepened another shade, “Didn’t you like it?”
It’s not that he didn’t like it.
Jiang Zheliu avoided his gaze, fearing that he would lose self-control. If he really died on the Devil Lord’s bed, this method of death would be too shameful, he didn’t want it to become an odd tale for all eternity.
“I can’t take it,” he whispered, “Don’t even think about it now.”
Wenren Ye didn’t say a word for a long time, he just continued to hold and stare at him for a long time, the colour in his eyes changed, and finally he gritted his teeth and acquiesed.
The little wolf dog moved to the edge of his shoulder, and was careful not to squish him, his voice was muffled: “You clearly also wanted to…”
Jiang Zheliu coughed lightly, feeling that it was a bit late for him to preserve his moral integrity, and reached out and rubbed the little devil’s fluffy hair, and then touched the devilish horns that had appeared in the excitement.
Very hard.
He stroked the horns following the devilish pattern upon it for a while, and then swept a glance all over the other person’s body, and discovered that devilish script was also slowly appearing all over his body, it seemed that he was really suffering from being teased.
But Jiang Zheliu really didn’t mean it. He was very sleepy just now, and his mind was dizzy. Just before, he had gone over to kiss him solely to comfort Wenren Ye.
The comforting not only didn’t work, but it had aroused his desire.
After all, Jiang Xianzun had a wealth of life experience, and he was very capable of empathy. He stretched out his hand to touch the devilish horns, then rubbed his head. He then turned his head to the side, and whispered: “I don’t know how much I need to recover to solve this physical problem.”
“……Hmm.”
The little devil was still sulking.
Who would have thought that the Devil lord could be so angry over this.
“I was wrong just now.” As the senior, Jiang Zheliu was very magnanimous and never shied away from admitting his mistakes. “I’ve made you uncomfortable.”
When his beloved spoke, it was as if he did not have enough breath to speak, the sound of each word that came out was very light and abrupt. The words were not particularly convincing, but his dictation was like his breath as light as a feather, bringing with it a cold sweet fragrance.
Wenren Ye began to feel excited again.
Jiang Zheliu didn’t hear his answer, and thought that it was strange, until he felt Wenren Ye’s extremely hard horns against the palm of his hands, he also felt something else very hard that pressed against him.
Jiang Xianzun, who prided himself on being an elderly person, was silent for a long while, and slowly withdrew his hand, his head buzzing from the size of the thing rubbing against him.
He moved quietly to the side of the soft bed without batting an eyelid.
…No way, this wasn’t something mere mortals could take.
He suddenly developed a strange respect for Chang Qian’s mother, and felt that she was admirable to suffer in the name of love.
He figured himself to not be as admirable. He simply wanted to hide.
Not waiting for Jiang Zheliu to move any further away from him, Jiang Zheliu was picked up by Wenren Ye and embraced him in his arms without the slightest bit of embarrassment.
Jiang Xianzun who had not known fear for a thousand years… was a little scared at that moment.
Wenren Ye didn’t seem to notice his emotions, or he had noticed it and deliberately wanted to scare him. He locked Jiang Zheliu in his arms, taking in deeply the scent of the Heavenly Spirit Body, then said to him if he was tired he should sleep.
Jiang Zheliu was sleepy, but he really couldn’t sleep. He didn’t dare to look down, but after a long while of silence, he found a topic of conversation and asked, “You…what are you going to do?”
He didn’t have to say it explicitly, but Wenren Ye was able to understand.
He seemed to really think about it for a moment: “Your legs…”
His words paused, and he dispersed this idea. Little willow tree was sick and frail, what if the friction damaged his skin, even if it didn’t hurt him, it would probably become red and swollen—— Due to the devil realm’s customs he was quite familiar with this type of thing.
He couldn’t use his hands either. Jiang Zheliu didn’t have the strength, the latter should just stay in his arms and be taken good care of, and even spoiled. Aside from himself, no one else could be as good, even if the other got angry, he wouldn’t abandon him.
Wenren Ye actually had no sense of security, but he was thick-skinned… No, he was very confident in his degree of devotion, he would never ever give up.
“I’ll sort it out myself.” Wenren Ye stroked the other’s hair, smoothing down his cold and moist hair. “It’s fine.”
This way of comforting him was a bit weird.
Jiang Zheliu’s mind was still unsettled and he responded with an “en”, but he still couldn’t sleep. After thinking for a while, he said softly, “Don’t hold me so tightly, I seem to feel even hotter.”
“You were already abnormally hot.” Wenren Ye relaxed, and put his palm on Jiang Zheliu’s forehead for a moment. “Get up and drink some tea, wake up a bit, I’ll heat the medicine for you, and you can drink it later. After the medicine, you can go back to sleep.”
Since Wenren Ye had already decided for him, he could only nod his head.
“After I’m done fixing upstairs, I’ll go and see Yu Jinnian.” It seemed that the devil race was particularly good at demolishing and rebuilding. “Did the bracelet lose control? It attacked thin air?”
Those two butterflies were really too small, mixed in with the flying snowflakes, it was impossible to see them.
Jiang Zheliu didn’t know what had happened. After looking at the ink bracelet for a while, he said, “I was sleeping really deeply and didn’t notice what happened.”
When it came to his safety, the little devil was always extremely nervous. He checked over it immediately, and did not find any issues, so he leaned in and kissed the other person’s forehead again: “Let me go back and take a look around, perhaps there are some other items that can protect you.”
He paused for a moment, and then anxiously asked: “Don’t fall asleep again.”
Wenren Ye took care of him like he was a three year old child.
Jiang Zheliu nodded helplessly, watching him go and then come back, then he lowered his head and kissed him violently, as if he was venting his anger and exhibiting his status as a fierce Devil Lord.
“If you kiss me like that again next time.” The little devil said furiously, “I will definitely make you cry.”
Jiang Zheliu originally wanted to laugh when he heard this, but then he remembered Wenren Ye’s non-human object, and he held back his laughter, feeling a little uneasy, he said after a long while: “….. I’ll try not to give you this opportunity..”
Wenren Ye: “……..”
What happened? Not only did he not feel the pleasure of threatening him, but he even felt more angry.
