Chapter 77 At Least Lust Can Relieve Pain
"I just dreamt about things from the past," Wenren said, touching his nose guiltily. "Nothing else."
He Mu stroked his hair and said, "You were crying in my arms the whole time you were asleep."
She was crying so hard her body was trembling, and her tears soaked Mu's clothes. She kept muttering "Don't be afraid" and "It doesn't hurt" in her sleep, as if she had fallen into a vast and empty nightmare.
He Mu tried to keep his voice calm, not putting too much pressure on Wen Rensheng.
“Sheng Sheng, I am your lover. If you are really too sad, you can talk to me.”
Hearing a voice, he hesitated for a moment, but still didn't speak.
My head is spinning, I can't figure it out.
He knew that Mu wanted to know the details of his past; this person was very curious about everything about himself.
But having just woken from a deep dream, and still not having sorted out his feelings or felt a strong urge to express himself, his heart was like a closed flower bud, temporarily sealing off all his emotions.
When I can't figure things out, I subconsciously avoid the problem when I hear people talking.
"Don't ask that, brother," he said, wrapping his arms around Mu's neck and pouting, "I want a kiss."
After saying that, he leaned forward and met He Mu's lips with two rather proactive pecks, like a clingy little bird.
The tears that had just fallen slid into her lips, carrying a slightly salty taste. Hearing someone's voice, she awkwardly bit He Mu's lower lip, the movement as light as a seduction.
After kissing for a while, He Mu held Wen Rensheng's waist and parted their lips.
“Sheng Sheng,” he frowned slightly, his voice filled with tenderness, “you’re still crying.”
Hearing the voice, he was startled, and belatedly wiped his eyes, finding them damp.
He Mu sighed and asked, "You had a terrible dream, didn't you?"
Hearing the voice, she pursed her lips, a hint of reproach in her eyes, and said, "You already know, why ask... If you kiss me a little longer, I'll forget the nightmare."
Upon hearing this, He Mu fell silent.
After a few seconds, he pressed down on Wenrensheng's nape and pressed his lips against his again.
At least kissing and lovemaking can relieve pain.
Since they don't want to talk, they might as well focus on the pleasure they're in right now; at least that way, hearing other people's voices will be more pleasant.
Mu Shun pulled the covers up, trapping them in the small space. Hearing voices, Mu Shun pressed his waist down, and without resistance, Mu Shun slowly closed his eyes in the kiss.
The lingering effects of the nightmare were quickly replaced by a more forceful kiss. He listened to the ambiguous licking sounds between their teeth and felt Mu's lips and tongue pushing against his. His spine went numb and even his bones began to go weak.
The air was filled with a damp, humid heat, which gradually accumulated and condensed into a thin layer of sweat on the body and wet streaks at the corners of the eyes.
Before long, upon hearing human voices, it kissed itself until its whole body was hot, and its tail emerged from under the covers.
"Brother He Mu," Wen Ren's voice was slightly breathless as she parted her lips from He Mu's and instinctively placed his hand on her waist, "I missed you so much..."
He Mu's gaze darkened, and he took the opportunity to tease Wen Rensheng's waist twice: "Don't force yourself, Sheng Sheng."
"I'm very hot."
Hearing someone mutter a voice interrupting him, she turned over and sat on He Mu's lap, her fingertips touching his/moon cover/underneath.
The mountain god responded to him again, just a kiss and he was like that, what a lecher.
"Brother is hot too," Wenren said bluntly.
With a few "whoosh" sounds, the silk slid open.
Rongwei swayed slowly, and the heat made him a little drowsy. He braced himself against the bed with his hands behind him, and rubbed his knees together against Mu's.
"Is this... alright?" Wen Rensheng's cheeks flushed pink, her wolf ears drooping obediently. "Does brother like it?"
He Mu narrowed his eyes slightly, his hand leaving Wen Rensheng's ankle and slowly sliding up his leg to the back of his knee.
He didn't mind giving Wenrensheng some opportunities to take the initiative; these were all ways to get her excited when they went to bed, and in the end, Wenrensheng would always be lying under him crying anyway.
But today's situation is different. People seek solace in the sunshine in order to escape pain.
To say it was proactive is not as apt as using the word "seduction".
He let him rub against him like a cat until he could no longer bear it, then grabbed his knees and took the initiative to push him down.
Hearing voices, she lay on the soft bedding, her long hair loose, behaving obediently and without making a fuss.
"Don't be angry, brother," he said shyly, lifting his leg to put it on Mu's shoulder and shaking the bell on his ankle. "I'll be good today."
He Mu listened to the crisp sound of the bells beside her ears and looked at the flush on Wen Rensheng's face. She felt that her rationality was on the verge of collapse.
Does this child really remember where he is?
This is the temple of Fangze Mountain, the place where Wenrensheng was adopted and raised from a young age. Every corner of this room is filled with traces of his growth from a child to a teenager.
How can someone be so easily violated in a place, yet still claim to be an obedient and well-behaved child?
He Mushen caught his breath and subconsciously said, "You really are..."
He paused halfway through his sentence, holding back the words he was about to say, and instead said, "You're really something."
He blinked innocently when he heard someone's voice.
"What's the meaning?"
“It’s nothing,” He Mu shook his head, gently stroking the bell on Wen Rensheng’s ankle, a faint smile playing on his lips. “Spend more time with me tonight, Sheng Sheng.”
*
The next day.
When I woke up to the sound of voices, I found a little sparrow nestled next to my pillow, its head nodding sleepily.
He rubbed his eyes, got up, took the sparrow into his arms, and looked around.
"elder brother?"
He Mu was not in the house.
This was not the small house where Wenrensheng usually stayed in Fangze Mountain. It was neatly filled with weapon racks, and some strangely shaped magic treasures and talismans were hanging on the wall.
Hearing voices, she remembered that she had accidentally wet the sheets last night, and that they had slept in the room where Mu Chang lived.
Remembering the reason, Wen Rensheng lowered his head in shame and used a sparrow to cover his face.
Ah, he will definitely never do such a thing again.
Last night, because he didn't want to tell Mu too much about his dream, he took the initiative to seduce him a little. He didn't expect that someone who had been a mountain god could have such poor self-control and would fall for it so easily!
Ke Wenren had no idea what to do after piquing people's interest, or how to get He Mu to stop. In the end, he only brought trouble upon himself.
He Mu went especially too far last night. Every time his body was about to reach its limit and he was about to faint, this person would maliciously use magic to heal him, and then start over again. This happened several times, and He Mu's mind was about to collapse from hearing human voices. He still feels a little scared when he thinks about it now.
"Ugh..." Feeling embarrassed by the sound of someone's voice, she let out a soft sob, "How annoying..."
Who do you dislike?
Just as he was feeling regretful, He Mu's voice came from the direction of the door.
Hearing the voice, he shivered and hurriedly touched his cheek with the back of his hand to cool it down, replying, "Anyway, it wasn't you!"
Once the heat on her face subsided a bit, she dared to look up and steal a glance at He Mu when she heard voices.
He Mu was only wearing a casual outfit, his arms were tightly wrapped in black armbands, and he was carrying two hoe blades in his hands. The blades were very new and looked like they had just been bought from the foot of the mountain.
He Mu explained, "The barrier didn't completely disappear for some reason, so I can't use any powerful spells. I'll have to gather the herbs myself."
"Gather them yourself?" Upon hearing this, Wenrensheng quickly put the sparrows aside and put his legs off the bed. "I'll come and help you right away, brother."
He Mu hummed in agreement, pushed the medicine basket behind the door over, and said, "Stay by my side, and if we work hard for three or four days, we should be able to get it done."
Hearing the voices, he quickly changed into some light clothes, slung his medicine basket over his shoulder, and followed He Mu into the mountains and forests.
At the third quarter of the Yin hour, all things begin to awaken.
The branches and leaves overlapped to form a green canopy, and the morning light pierced through the gaps, casting dappled patterns on the ground.
Mu squatted down and peeled away a clump of grass, carefully identifying the usable medicinal herbs inside. Then he picked a small piece, put it on his tongue, and took a sip.
Hearing people's voices, he stood aside, leaning on his knees, observing and learning attentively.
"What does it taste like?" he asked curiously. "It looks very sweet."
He Mu didn't say anything, but picked another leaf and handed it to Wenrensheng.
Hearing someone take the leaf, he imitated He Mu's action and put it on the tip of his tongue. The expected sweetness did not come; instead, there was a bitter taste, which made him frown.
"It tastes awful..." Hearing someone's voice, he took out a leaf and said with disgust, "Can Duoduoren really drink this kind of medicine?"
That's his problem.
He smiled, picked up the bitter herb tightly, and with a flick of his hoe, made a clean cut at the root.
Hearing voices, he quickly turned around and gestured for He Mu to put the herbs into his medicine basket.
He Mu hesitated for a moment, then said, "Is it heavy? Should I do it?"
“Brother, don’t try to take all the credit,” Wenrensheng said discontentedly. “Besides, am I some kind of fragile paper doll? I don’t even weigh as much as a few rabbits.”
When he was only as tall as a stool, he was already helping the clan leader carry the little rabbits out to feed them grass.
He Mu sighed and had no choice but to put the herbs into Wen Rensheng's basket. The two of them walked a few more steps down the mountain to continue searching for the herbs needed for the prescription.
Halfway there, He Mu suddenly stopped and grabbed Wen Rensheng.
“Sheng Sheng,” he pointed to a sweet potato that was half turned over not far away, “you and I will race to that spot first. The loser will have to eat sweet potatoes tonight.”
A voice said, "But sweet potatoes are delicious too."
"...Okay, then the winner can have an extra sweet potato."
Hearing a voice, his eyes lit up, and he nodded: "Okay!"
After saying that, he took off the basket from his back and drew a line on the ground with the tip of his shoe.
"Shall we begin here? Are you ready, brother?"
He Mu raised his hand and summoned Se Sha, stepped on him, raised his chin at Wen Rensheng, and said, "Ready."
He glanced at He Mu's sword upon hearing the voice.
They even cheated by using swords...
He snorted, dispelled the transformation spell, and shook his ears to revert to his original form.
However, for such a short distance, Yu Jian might not be able to run as fast as him.
"Let's begin," Wenrensheng said, stomping his paw.
"Three, two—"
"one!"
As soon as the word "one" was uttered, the voice ignored He Mu and pounced with its claws, flying out!
But after taking only a few steps, he tripped over a stone that appeared out of nowhere, and suddenly curled up into a ball, rolling down the mountain.
He Mu: ?
He was startled by the sound of people talking and stopped in his tracks while flying on his sword.
A moment later, he realized the danger and immediately urged the color-killing beast beneath his feet to give chase.
"A human voice can be heard!"
A few seconds later, the ball formed by the sound of voices rolled over the sweet potato's root and stem, and Mu caught up at an extremely fast speed, grabbing him by the back of the neck before he crashed into a tree stump further away.
"Hearing a voice," He Mu abruptly stopped his murderous rage, lifted the little wolf high, and looked on incredulously, "You managed to drop it like that?"
As soon as he finished speaking, He Mu realized something was wrong.
Upon hearing the voice, his face showed no trace of the dishevelment of a fall, but rather a triumphant air of a successful plan. He flapped his four paws and cheered enthusiastically:
"First! My brother fell for it!"
"..."
...I was actually tricked.
He Mu was both amused and exasperated: "Your victory wasn't cool at all."
He scoffed at the voice and said, "Winning is enough, why bother being cool? You're so childish, brother."
childish?
Hearing this, He Mu was indignant and pulled Wen Rensheng closer to him.
"Oh, I'm childish?" he said in a low voice. "Then aren't people who wet the bed at eighteen even more childish than me?"
A voice was heard: "…………"
"Please, brother! Can you please be quiet?!"
Hearing the human voice, it screamed in despair and slammed a paw down on He Mu's face.
He really wanted to pull the sweet potato off the ground right now and stuff it into He Mu's mouth so he would never have to speak again!
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