Arc 9: Chapter 13
Lin Yuan twisted over his shoulder in surprise. He didn’t even realize that there were marks left from before, because he was already used to being pinched, rubbed, or even bitten by his husband.
Not knowing where to put his hands, Lin Yuan shamefully covered his face and obediently lay face down on the couch. Xie Daolan’s eyes traced down his pale shoulders, back, waist, and legs, and his Adam’s apple rolled up and down.
The fingerprints were like dirty footprints on clear snow or a splash of mud on a rose, causing the man to feel anger rise in his chest the more he looked.
Xie Daolan’s body temperature was so much hotter than the ghost king that Lin Yuan felt like he was touched by a summer wave after walking through the snow.
Xie Daolan’s fingers slowly rubbed over the plump and soft skin, and he was annoyed that he suddenly understood why Yu Jin left so many fingerprints. It was indeed very tempting to grasp and knead this part.
A muffled hum escaped Lin Yuan’s throat. He was trying not to react, but how could he not respond when his husband was rubbing there?
Xie Daolan’s keen hearing caught Lin Yuan’s reaction. He wanted to hear the teenager more clearly, and he began to apply more pressure.
Lin Yuan gritted his teeth, why did it feel like Xie Daolan was pinching him harder? Was it just his illusion?
Xie Daolan looked down at the fair skin that was rubbed red by him. It was like he had left a special mark, staking his claim, and made him very satisfied.
A large and slender hand ruffled the teenager’s fluffy head and the man said naturally: “Okay, it’s done. Go take a shower.”
Lin Yuan almost dived into the bathtub.
After sitting in the bathtub for a few minutes, Lin Yuan felt something was wrong. The water obviously wasn’t hot, but it felt like his internal organs were being roasted.
Lin Yuan looked at Xie Daolan for help and sobbed pitifully: “Sir, it’s too hot, it’s so uncomfortable…”
The man bent down and pressed a finger against the teenager’s lips. His voice was a little low: “Bite and drink my blood, then you won’t feel uncomfortable.”
Lin Yuan hesitated and looked up at Xie Daolan with wet eyes: “Forget it, I’ll hurt you if I bite.”
Xie Daolan’s eyebrows softened, and he persuaded more: “Don’t worry, it won’t hurt. And it’s just one bite, I won’t lose much blood. You’re in more pain than I will.”
【Di! Congrats host, the villain, Xie Daolan’s blackening value has dropped to 47%.】
Lin Yuan was surprised in his heart. What did he do? He didn’t think he did anything particularly touching.
Lin Yuan thought for a bit and still shook his head: “Sir, I can endure it.”
Xie Daolan felt a tickle in his heart. The teenager was obviously enduring pain, but he still cherished Xie Daolan so carefully. The man smiled gently, and his eyes seemed to hold a little bit of affection: “Be good and drink my blood okay?”
Hearing the man’s persistence, Lin Yuan finally nodded his head and bit through the skin, greedily sucking the pure Yang blood from Xie Daolan’s body. With every swallow, Lin Yuan felt that a small part of the intense burning sensation in his body was soothed.
Xie Daolan felt that his finger was going to be numbed from Lin Yuan’s sucking, but the occasional touch of Lin Yuan’s soft tongue also sent a tingle down his arm.
When Lin Yuan came back to his senses, he blew on the wound distressingly and kissed it lightly: “I’m sorry, I don’t know what came over me… Does it hurt?”
Xie Daolan was stunned by the kiss for a moment: “It doesn’t hurt, I’m fine. How about you? Does it still hurt?”
Lin Yuan shook his head and looked up, his round eyes were filled with starlight: “It doesn’t hurt at all, thank you, Sir.”
He gently helped Xie Daolan clean his hand, subtly tracing over the man’s veins and palm.
Xie Daolan bent over as if he could completely envelop Lin Yuan under him. His eyes help some unspeakable emotions as he said to the teenager seriously: “Lin Yuan, if you don’t like Yu Jin, don’t let him touch you. Yu Jin and Xiao Ying are driven by instinct for your extreme Yin constitution.”
He paused and said: “You can be with me on your eighteenth birthday. I’ll help you. You don’t have to wrong yourself to please those ghosts in order to live.”
Lin Yuan realized awkwardly that Xie Daolan seemed to have some misunderstanding about him and explained: “Sir, I’m not wronging myself. I’m willing.”
Xie Daolan instantly turned gloomy, and the air pressure around him dropped to a freezing point.
Lin Yuan carefully held Xie Daolan’s hand and said: “I’m also willing to do those things with you. Not just because I want to live, but because I like you.”
Xie Daolan’s expression warmed up a little. He thought in any case, he would never let Yu Jin or Xiao Ying double cultivate with Lin Yuan before him.
At this time, Yu Jin and Xiao Ying entered through the bathroom door.
Yu Jin had imagined many scenes where Xie Daolan was taking advantage of Lin Yuan, but unexpectedly, Lin Yuan was soaking comfortably while Xie Daolan was sitting next to him, his robe not wet at all.
Xiao Ying walked forward and wanted to go into the water with Lin Yuan, but Xie Daolan said coldly: “Evil things can’t touch this medicinal water.”
Yu Jin raised an eyebrow: “Evil things?” He dipped his hand in the water and black resentment sizzled up like steam. When he took his hand out, only white bones were left.
Lin Yuan hurriedly wanted to check on Yu Jin but was stopped by Xie Daolan: “Don’t worry, he’ll be fine.”
Just as Xie Daolan said, Yu Jin’s bones quickly gave birth to flesh and blood, recovering to how it looked before.
Yu Jin looked at Lin Yuan in the water: “Your Yin body shouldn’t be able to stand this medicinal water.”
Xie Daolan didn’t say anything but he rubbed his bitten finger secretly.
Lin Yuan gestured to Xie Daolan with bright eyes: “Sir let me drink his blood, so I’m okay.”
Yu Jin understood that the pure Yang blood could neutralize the side-effects of the medicine, and he saw through Xie Daolan’s trick. He smiled and said seemingly caringly: “Sui Sui, it might be okay to soak in this medicinal bath once or twice, but any more and I don’t know if Mr. Xie’s blood is enough.”
Xie Daolan ignored the ghost king’s mockery and whispered to Lin Yuan: “Soak for just ten more minutes.”
Lin Yuan hummed obediently.
When the time came, Xie Daolan picked up the bathrobe and stood to help Lin Yuan put it on: “Let’s come out.”
Lin Yuan blushed and stepped out of the bath with everyone watching.
Yu Jin’s sharp eyes immediately noticed new marks on Lin Yuan’s buttocks. He sneered: “Mr. Xie, it’s really comfortable to the touch, am I right?”
Lin Yuan didn’t know what Yu Jin was talking about, but Xie Daolan answered knowingly. His expression was still indifferent, but his eyes were like a rippling dark pool: “Yes.”
Yu Jin clicked his tongue and pulled Lin Yuan closer to him, asking: “Sui Sui, do you think it’s more comfortable when I touch you, or Mr. Xie?”
“Choose one.”