Chapter 97 Spring rain is as precious as oil, I really want to touch it...

To be honest, Lou Yan didn't really understand what he was saying.

The wolf has lived for over two hundred years across two lifetimes, and has seen all sorts of characters, including immortals, demons, monsters, and ghosts. But no matter what, he is still a pure-hearted wolf who has never experienced human affairs.

The innocent wolf couldn't understand what "that kind of thing" actually meant.

So Lou Yan sat on the ground, clutching his buttocks, stunned for a long time, still staring at Heng Qichun with that bewildered expression, which made Heng Qichun furious.

He was almost dying of shame and indignation, his face flushed red, and tears welled up in the corners of his eyes. He feared that if he waited any longer, he could gouge out Lou Yan's eyes.

Fortunately, the gods are compassionate by nature, and the one sitting obediently below was the little apprentice they had taken in, so Heng Qichun did not do that.

The next moment, she shifted her gaze to Lou Yan's legs, looking at his restless fingers resting there.

“Raise your hands,” Heng Qichun said.

Lou Yan didn't understand, but she still obediently did as she was told.

He raised both hands together, palms facing upwards, and tremblingly brought them to Heng Qichun's face.

He thought he was going to get a slap on the hand like he did when he was a child.

The usually wild wolf cub obediently raised its hands and waited, and Heng Qichun's emotions, which had not yet erupted, were mostly calmed down.

He looked at Lou Yan again and saw that the wolf cub was naked from the waist up, his lower body was disheveled, and everything between his waist and legs was completely exposed.

But his slightly upturned eyes were bright and clear, revealing a beauty mark at the corner of his eye. Although it couldn't hide his arrogance, he still retained some of his youthful appearance.

Heng Qichun let out a soft breath, and when he spoke again, his tone softened slightly: "Put it down, I won't hit you."

Lou Yan let out a low "howl" and did as instructed.

"Hands behind your back, hands clasped together."

As Lou Yan made this movement, he twisted his body slightly. Just as he was about to sit cross-legged, he heard Heng Qichun stop him.

"Who told you to sit down?"

"Kneel properly!"

Lou Yan was stunned for a moment, her hands behind her back, not daring to separate them. As soon as she moved her legs, she vaguely sensed Heng Qichun's intention.

He bit his lip, then pleaded weakly, "Master~"

Heng Qichun did not soften her heart. She leaned over and picked up the bamboo strip used to hold up the curtains that was placed by the bedside. She quietly wrapped the other end around Heng Qichun's waist and said, "Kneel up straight, straighten your back, open your shoulders, and don't put your hands in front of you!"

Lou Yan let out a wail, hesitated for a moment, and quickly earned himself another blow.

He groaned and knelt down as Heng Qichun demanded, his bare chest gradually opening as his back straightened. When he looked down, something immediately caught his eye.

The area was already flushed red, and the feeling of it pressing down on Lou Yan, who was kneeling with his hands behind his back, was unpleasant, as if he were carrying a thousand-pound stone.

I really want to... really want to reach out and touch it...

Lou Yan hummed again, and the moment her fingertips twitched as she gripped her wrist, she met Heng Qichun's unquestionable gaze.

In particular, the little stick tapped the ground in front of him twice more.

Lou Yan shrank his neck as if it were a big deal, shut his mouth, and dared not move again.

Who told him to do something so outrageous as "I like you" to Heng Qichun? In their wolf clan, if you want to become mates with a female wolf, you are responsible for her for life.

Taking advantage of the fact that he just confessed his feelings, they're tormenting him like this... it's simply...

Lou Yan was at a loss for words. After thinking about it over and over again, he finally managed to come up with four words from his mind.

This is simply taking advantage of being spoiled!

Heng Qichun had no idea what the wolf cub was thinking at that moment. Seeing that he had obediently knelt down, he finally felt a little better.

Ignoring Lou Yan's increasingly heavy breathing, he reached out and pulled down the bed curtains, then turned over and lay down on the couch.

His clothes were worn out, and he couldn't bring himself to get out of bed naked in front of Lou Yan to get new clothes, so he simply pulled the blanket over himself and wrapped himself up tightly, closing his eyes and falling asleep with the lingering smell of alcohol.

The night was deep, and no lights were on in the room. Only a few fireflies, driven by the spring rain, peeked in through the window. The yellow lights of the fireflies followed the warmth and lingered for a moment on Lou Yan's chest before flying away to a corner and disappearing without a trace.

Lou Yan found it increasingly difficult to kneel.

Unlike the previous punishment of kneeling, this time he was not only naked, but his front was also painfully swollen.

I really want to touch it...

But Master wouldn't allow it.

Lou Yan glanced at the thin gauze curtain in front of him, his lips so pursed they could hold a gourd. He bit his lip hard, and those selfish and dark thoughts surged up again.

I feel terrible.

Since Master is already asleep, he probably won't notice if I reach out and touch him, right?

As Lou Yan thought this, he loosened his grip on the wrist joint by joint, and just as he was about to try to move forward two inches, he heard the person on top of him let out a soft moan in his sleep.

The hand immediately withdrew, gripping the wrist tightly, both palms covered in a thick layer of sweat.

Oh shit.

Why are you so cowardly!

Before this, Lou Yanjue never imagined that one day she would be kneeling here obediently listening to Heng Qichun's words.

But, but he just said he liked her.

Lou Yan knelt on the spot, lost in thought, when suddenly a thought flashed through his mind. He was surprised for a moment, then abruptly looked up at the bed.

Could Heng Qichun be testing him?

He remembered that when he was a child, his uncle, who was a wolf, had just become mates with his aunt, and his aunt left him outside the cave for a whole night.

My mother said at the time that Aunt Wolf was testing Uncle Wolf.

oops!

Lou Yan suddenly clenched her hands behind her back, her fingers tightening so much that she almost pinched her palms raw.

But he didn't feel any pain; his mind was completely focused on the thought that had just crossed his mind.

No wonder. With his handsome appearance and outstanding figure, Heng Qichun would have no chance to refuse if he showed even a little kindness.

But if she still refuses to do *that* with him even after taking her clothes off, then she must be testing him!

Lou Yan smiled smugly, convinced that he would never reach out his hand again that night.

The night was long and silent; after the latter half of the night, not a single ray of light could be found in the house.

Outside, the drizzle was like silk threads, tangled and intertwined. The fine rain fell silently on the roof beams and ridges, and then slid down the branches and leaves of the Endless Tree without a sound.

Spring rain is as precious as oil.

To Lou Yan, the sound was nothing more than a faint, rustling noise.

Lou Yan's ears twitched, and the desires he had forcibly suppressed surged up again, no longer concealed by his smugness and erotic thoughts.

He let out a long breath.

what to do……

I can't just suffocate to death on this night before I've even passed Heng Qichun's test.

Gazing at the thin gauze curtain swaying gently in the night breeze, like a misty rain, Lou Yan's heart stirred slightly. He decisively raised his fingers and cast a penetrating spell.

This incantation is simple and does not require much spiritual power, making it a simple immortal technique that even low-level cultivators can learn.

However, because it was too simple and convenient, it was often used for evil deeds. After many incidents, it was classified as a forbidden technique by the Eighteen Realms.

When Lou Yan returned to the Eighteen Realms in his previous life, he specifically studied this technique so that he could better protect Heng Qichun.

—Just to know yourself and your enemy.

He said that at the time.

A wisp of pale golden spiritual energy flowed from Lou Yan's fingertip into the bed curtains, instantly rendering the white, translucent curtains obscuring the view and transforming them into a transparent barrier.

Lou Yan held his breath and silently craned his neck to peer at the scene on the bed.

He had actually made many mental preparations. Anyway, Heng Qichun slept under the covers, so at most he would only see his cold face.

It's alright, it's alright, it's alright...

It's important!!!

Lou Yan saw the figure on the bed clearly and couldn't help but let out a wail in his heart, almost jumping up from the ground.

Help……

Is it too late to gouge out my own eyes now?

Heng Qichun was lying on her side on the bed, facing him. Perhaps it was because of the passion she had felt earlier, or perhaps the rainy night was too stuffy and unbearable, but the thin quilt had been kicked to the foot of the bed at some point.

Only a naked body remained on the bed.

Heng Qichun's skin was extremely fair, with a faint lotus root color showing at her joints. When she lay on her side, her waistline drooped down, connecting to a pair of long, slender legs, which were outlined by the night with orderly curves.

It was a body as pure as a lotus flower.

Lou Yan tried hard to control her eyes and forced herself to look up.

Looking upwards is even more dangerous.

That captivating face was right in front of me, with long, slender eyebrows and eyes that were originally cold but were now lightly closed in sleep, with a faint blush on the eyelids.

As Heng Qichun looked at that face, the scene of him pinning Heng Qichun down not long ago flashed through his mind.

From the idyllic moments between the couple in Huatan Town, to the breathtaking sight at the foot of Sixiang Mountain, and then to the tail that Heng Qichun held in his palm...

A surge of hot blood rushed straight to his dantian, burning Lou Yan's stomach and lungs with a scalding heat.

Something seems wrong.

Lou Yan lowered his head, his whole body shuddering violently as if electrocuted.

The rain poured out through the cracks in the window.