Chapter 26 He stroked her tail again and again.

"Uh..." Hearing the voice, he frowned and lifted the damp hem of his clothes. "It's so uncomfortable."

He was debating whether to take off his soaking wet clothes, but as soon as he grabbed the hem, the clothes vanished into thin air.

"………………"

Hearing human voices, I immediately felt like I was being haunted.

He quickly braced himself against the pool wall, trying to climb out of the strange pool.

But at that moment, the pool water seemed to have a suction force, clinging to him and refusing to let go, making it impossible for him to lean out.

He tried for a long time after hearing the voices, but finally gave up and collapsed on the edge of the pool.

What's going on? Did he encounter a ghost?

Although I was naked, the sound of people around me made me feel hotter and hotter. The damp mist around me clung to my body, and even in the spring water, I felt sticky and uncomfortable.

He touched the pool water and complained softly, "It's awful... What's wrong with this water?"

If this continues, he's going to faint and drown.

He couldn't accept dying in a hot spring where the water level was only waist-deep. As the future number one swordsman in the world, he absolutely couldn't accept such a death.

Just as I was getting anxious, a familiar aura suddenly drifted over from behind.

Then, upon hearing a voice, he felt someone brush his ear with the back of their hand.

He shivered at the sound of voices, turned his head to look behind him, and breathed a sigh of relief when he saw who it was.

"Mountain God," upon hearing the voice, he lowered his guard and turned back to lie down by the pool, pleading, "Please save me! This water will eat you up!"

The person who arrived was He Mu.

However, he didn't tie his hair up today; two strands of white hair covered half of his face, making him look quite different from his usual appearance.

Why is the mountain god here too?

Want to take a bath at this hour? Wait... what time is it now...?

Before Wenren could finish thinking, he suddenly felt He Mu's hand reach up along the line of his spine and finally grasp his side waist.

Startled by the sound of someone's voice and the warmth of his palm, he immediately straightened his back, his mind going completely blank.

? !

ah?

This...this...this isn't right, is it?!

Ke Hemu didn't feel anything was wrong at all. He placed his fingertip on Wenrensheng's lower back, stopped at a certain acupoint, and pressed it lightly.

Hearing voices instantly made my waist feel incredibly weak, and I felt like I had a fever, unable to muster any strength.

He quickly steadied himself by holding onto the pool wall, protesting, "Wait...didn't I already clear my meridians?!"

But the mountain god in the dream seemed different. He ignored the protests of the people and instead pressed himself against them, holding them even tighter in his arms.

"Sheng Sheng?" He Mu's lips pressed against Wen Rensheng's ear, his voice low, "Aren't you awake yet?"

Still not awake?

But he's been awake the whole time, and why is she hugging him so close, and even kissing his ear...?

Although Mu and I often kissed each other like this when we were little, this was the first time since we grew up, making Wen Ren's voice feel particularly awkward.

He struggled slightly.

Is it because you missed him so much after not seeing him for several hours?

If it's just a couple of kisses, he would definitely be happy to let the mountain god kiss him; they are each other's most important family.

Thinking of this, Wen Rensheng gave up the idea of ​​resisting, and all the strength in his body relaxed.

He turned back and nuzzled against Mu, saying softly, "We can only kiss for a little while longer. I feel really uncomfortable and need to get out of here quickly."

Although she felt hot all over, at least the person holding her was He Mu, and she didn't resist hearing human voices.

But after closing his eyes and rubbing against her for a short while, he heard voices and realized that his body was acting strangely again.

He vaguely felt the spiritual energy within his body growing weaker and weaker, just like when half of his spiritual root was removed, and he could barely feel it anymore.

Upon hearing a voice, his pupils contracted immediately.

Oh no! If the spiritual energy continues to drain, the transformation spell will be canceled!

Just as I thought of this, the wolf's ears and tail, which had been hidden, suddenly popped out unexpectedly.

!!

Startled by the sound of voices, he hurriedly tried to dive underwater, but the damned spring water, which had been entangled in his waters just moments before, had vanished without a trace, like a deserter!

"Are you kidding me?!"

Hearing the voices, he couldn't help but curse.

Wouldn't that be the end of him? If the mountain god saw his tail and ears, wouldn't his identity as a monster be exposed?

Unfortunately, his head was still incredibly foggy, and he couldn't even come up with a single excuse.

Hearing voices made him feel like the sky was falling. He stiffened, not daring to look at Mu's expression behind him.

"It's all over, it's all over, it's all over..." he whispered with his eyes closed, "They've all found out..."

Will the mountain god simply abandon him?

Then he really would cry!

However, the next second, he felt Mu's hand stroking towards his lower back, directly touching the base of his tailbone.

Hearing a voice, it suddenly opened its eyes, its whole body seemed to be electrified, and its tail immediately stood up.

My tail got touched!

Before he could recover from the shock, He Mu wrapped his arms around his waist from behind, and with his other hand, he stroked from the base of the tail all the way up to the tip, even rubbing the tip with his fingertips.

"Ugh...!"

Upon hearing human voices, the wolf with the ears instantly leaned back, hurriedly covering its mouth to prevent the sound from leaking out.

Seeing Wen Rensheng's reaction, Mu Fei not only didn't stop, but pinched the tip of his tail even harder, causing him to let out a cry.

As a wolf demon, Wenrensheng had reached the age where she should have gone through her mating season last spring, but she was delayed for more than a year due to seclusion, and her mating season had not yet arrived.

Mu's random touching of his tail quickly made him feel feverish all over, his skin hot and burning, and his belated heat cycle arrived.

He tried to break free from Mu's embrace, sobbing, but the man held him tightly, his arms tightening around him, making it impossible for him to escape.

Oh no, if we don't run now...!

Hearing the voice, it struggled a couple of times, but to no avail. He Mu held it in his arms and forcibly stroked its wolf tail again and again.

In the end, he had no strength left to resist, and he collapsed into Mu's arms like a steamed bun.

...

The fog at the mountain spring grew thicker and thicker. When you heard voices, you felt like you were surrounded by a white blur, and you could see things less and less clearly.

In a daze, he seemed to feel He Mu approaching him from behind, their breaths so close, as if they wanted to bite his wolf ears.

Is this... normal?

Hearing voices, he squinted, staring blankly ahead.

"…………"

no……

The thought struggled to pass through his mind.

Do not bite.

No, no... no, no, no!!

"No! You can't bite!"

He suddenly shouted, then jolted awake and sat up in bed.

I had just gotten up when I bumped into someone head-on.

"ah."

He Mu rubbed his forehead in pain, having been hit hard by Wen Rensheng who suddenly sat up.

Hearing the voices, he bumped into himself quite badly. He covered his forehead and cried out, "It hurts, it hurts!"

His hair was a mess, with several tufts of hair sticking out from the top of his head, and his cheeks were flushed an unusual red, making him look terrible.

"Did you have a nightmare?" He Mu frowned, pressing his temples, and asked, "I heard you calling my name repeatedly."

They didn't call him "Mountain God," they called him "He Mu."

The child had never called himself by his real name before, and Mu was very curious about it, so he kept staring at Wenrensheng in his sleep.

But after hearing a few groans, she suddenly sat up in bed and rammed her head into him.

He didn't have time to react and was hit unexpectedly.

Hearing voices, he gasped for breath a few times before his pupils slowly focused.

He clutched his bedding and looked around in confusion.

There was no spring, no tail, and its clothes were still intact.

However, he was covered in sweat, and his clothes were soaking wet and clinging to his body.

Looking up at He Mu again, he saw He Mu standing calmly in front of him, looking every bit the gentleman.

"I didn't sleep with you last night, were you that scared?" He Mu wiped the sweat from his forehead with her fingertips. "You're covered in cold sweat, go take a shower before you eat."

bath……

Upon hearing this word, the scenes from her dream flashed back into Wenrensheng's mind.

"I don't want to!" he cried urgently. "Please don't treat me like this anymore. I... I'm really not used to it!"

He Mu hesitated and asked, "What have I done to you?"

"..."

He Mu asked a question, and only then did he come to his senses upon hearing voices.

What he had just experienced was merely a figment of his imagination; it was all false. Only the person in front of him, Mu, was real.

But those intimate touches were like damp marks stuck to his body, something Wen Rensheng could never forget, and the thought of them gave him goosebumps.

He Mu sensed the strange emotion emanating from him, so he sat down by the window where Wenrensheng was sitting and leaned in to touch his forehead.

He didn't have a fever, just a slightly elevated temperature, which was probably caused by excessive emotional stress. The dream he had must have been quite stimulating.

What kind of dream could have turned him into this?

He Mu thought about it for a moment, but couldn't guess.

He glanced at Wen Rensheng from head to toe, and finally said, "Okay, then take off your clothes first, I'll wash them for you."

As he spoke, he reached out to lift the blankets from which he could hear the voices.

"……etc!"

Hearing voices, he hurriedly pressed down on his blankets, shaking his head vigorously.

"No, don't touch me!"

He Mu's hand froze in mid-air, his expression one of utter bewilderment.

He vaguely felt that Wen Rensheng's state was a bit strange, as if he had been stimulated by something, which made the once clingy little dog become resistant to him overnight.

However, Mu quickly remembered that he had heard before that teenagers often go through this period.

They may suddenly become reluctant to talk to their family, find adults' lecturing annoying, prefer to ponder things alone, and have countless little secrets.

Wenrensheng has grown up; it seems like it's about time for her to come around.

But being estranged from Wenren overnight still left Mu with some resentment.

After hesitating for a moment, he cautiously asked, "Sheng Sheng, are you angry with me?"

Upon hearing He Mu say "Sheng Sheng," Wen Ren Sheng immediately shuddered. If he were in his original form now, his hair would probably stand on end.

He lowered his head sharply and stammered, "I...I just woke up and need to recover a bit. Mountain God, please go ahead. I'll be fine soon!"

Sure enough, he had something on his mind that he didn't want to tell me.

He Mu wanted to comfort himself, thinking that children in their developmental stage are just that sensitive. If he were to offend him carelessly, he might never want to talk to him again.

He sighed, stood up again, and said, "Alright, Shengsheng, you should rest well. I'll feed the rabbits over there for you. Call me if you need anything."

After saying that, he lingered his gaze on Wen Rensheng for a few more moments before getting up, pushing open the door, and leaving the room.

Only after his footsteps faded into the distance did the sound of human voices slowly return.

He sat blankly on the bed for a long time.

His thinking ability seemed to have been damaged by that sudden dream; everything he thought about was slow and hazy.

He tried to convince himself that dreams were unreliable, made up, and had no reference value, so they weren't worth paying attention to.

But why would I feel guilty?

Why don't you dare tell He Mu what you dreamed about?

Hearing voices made my heart race, my face burn, and I felt like a melted marshmallow, all tangled up.

He curled his fingers and clenched the blankets around him, as if he was hesitating.

After a moment, he finally mustered up the courage to carefully lift the covers and look between his legs.

After seeing it clearly, he covered it up again, feeling extremely ashamed.

...How embarrassing.

Hearing the voice, she pouted in grievance, hugged her knees, and her ears burned red.

-----------------------

Author's note: How pitiful!