Chapter 141 The cat is not obedient and is punished
Bai Qingchen tilted his head slightly. His wrists and ankles were wrapped with golden ropes and fixed to the bedposts.
He tried to struggle, but the golden rope seemed thin, but it was extremely strong and did not move at all.
Bai Qingchen's mind moved slightly, and he tried to summon Shuanghua and Zhuxing, but the connection with the magic weapon seemed to be cut off by some force, and there was no response.
He tried to circulate his spiritual power again, wanting to transform into a cat to escape, but found that even the power of transformation was suppressed, and now he could only maintain his human form.
After giving up the pointless struggle, Bai Qingchen finally had time to carefully look at his surroundings.
This was an extremely spacious bedroom, elegantly furnished but unfamiliar, not any place he knew.
Then he suddenly became aware of a gaze, turned his head abruptly, and was caught off guard by a pair of bottomless eyes.
Mo Zhiyuan sat in the shadow not far from the bed, and he didn't know how long he had been looking at him silently.
Mo Zhiyuan looked a little disheveled. He was still wearing the robe that had been torn during the fierce battle with the Demon Lord that day. The cuffs and hem were stained with blood that had long since dried and turned dark.
His hands seemed to have been reattached, but his face was pale, with heavy shadows under his eyes, and his eyes were filled with terrifying red bloodshot.
He just stared at Bai Qingchen silently, without blinking, his eyes so complicated that it was frightening, filled with the madness of anxiety and fear.
Bai Qingchen's attempts to break free, summon magic weapons, and even try to turn into a cat and escape were obviously seen by him.
Bai Qingchen felt uneasy when he looked at him, and was the first to break the suffocating silence: "Zhiyuan...how is your injury...?"
Mo Zhiyuan didn't answer, not even his eyes fluctuated at all, he continued to stare at him silently.
Bai Qingchen knew what he was angry about. He was angry at his own risky action at the last moment.
He slowed his voice and tried to explain, "You know, I won't do anything lightly if I'm not sure. Look, I'm fine now, aren't I?"
Mo Zhiyuan remained silent, but his gaze became even more serious.
Bai Qingchen couldn't stand the silence any longer, so he softened his tone and begged for mercy: "A Yuan... I know I was wrong, can you please let me go first?"
He tried to use the name they used to call each other when they were intimate. In the past, as long as he called her that, no matter how angry he was, Mo Zhiyuan would eventually go along with him.
However, this time, these words were like a spark that suddenly ignited Mo Zhiyuan's long-suppressed emotions.
He stood up suddenly, his tall figure brought a strong sense of oppression. He walked step by step to the bed, and his shadow completely enveloped Bai Qingchen.
Bai Qingchen's heart skipped a beat. Now that things had come to this, he could only continue to act pitiful.
He softened his gaze and called out again, "A Yuan... please forgive me this time..."
Before he finished speaking, he felt a little warm liquid dripping on his cheek, and Bai Qingchen was stunned.
Mo Zhiyuan's voice was hoarse and trembling: "I really thought... I was going to lose you again."
Another drop of hot tear fell and hit Bai Qingchen's neck.
Bai Qingchen looked at the man crying silently above him, and his heart seemed to be tightened.
He had to admit that although the move he made had a back-up plan, it was indeed a gamble. He did not discuss it with him in advance and acted on his own, which almost led to irreparable consequences.
"I'm sorry..." he whispered.
Mo Zhiyuan suddenly leaned over and blocked his apology with his lips.
It was a salty, tearful kiss, and extremely powerful.
"I'm the one who should apologize..." Mo Zhiyuan pressed his forehead against his.
"I failed to protect you again... It's my fault..."
Bai Qingchen wanted to refute and say that it was his own problem, but Mo Zhiyuan kissed him again, blocking all his words and he could only utter vague whimpers.
The kiss was long and deep, with a strong sense of plunder. Mo Zhiyuan only stepped back slightly until Bai Qingchen was dizzy and weak all over.
Then Mo Zhiyuan hugged him tightly and buried his face deeply in his neck.
Bai Qingchen couldn't see his expression at the moment, he could only feel the slight trembling of his body.
Then, he heard Mo Zhiyuan whisper in his ear in a tone that was almost humble and pleading: "A Qing...can you just look at me?"
"No matter what happens to the people of the world, no matter what the sect's responsibilities are... just look at me, okay?"
Bai Qingchen felt a pang in his heart, knowing that he had really scared this man this time, so much so that he had lost all sense of security. He wanted to hug Mo Zhiyuan back to comfort him, but his hands were still tied.
He softened his voice and promised, "Okay, from now on, I'll only look at you."
After getting the promise he wanted, Mo Zhiyuan seemed to be injected with some kind of power.
He kissed Bai Qingchen over and over again almost devoutly, from the sensitive earlobe to the swollen lips, to the delicate collarbone, all the way down, with a little eagerness.
Bai Qingchen was so weak from his kiss, but still worried about the restraints, panting softly, "Zhiyuan...let me go, I want to hug you."
Mo Zhiyuan raised his head, the crazy paranoia in his eyes had not completely faded: "No, let go...you will disappear."
He was referring to the incident in his previous life when Bai Qingchen lost consciousness and was taken away from under his nose. That became his eternal nightmare.
"I won't leave you again." Bai Qingchen promised with a serious look in his eyes.
"Okay, A Yuan, let me go. I'm not comfortable like this."
Mo Zhiyuan lowered his eyes, struggled for a moment, and finally compromised.
He moved his fingertips slightly, and the golden rope did not disappear, but extended a lot, allowing Bai Qingchen's hands and feet to move freely.
Bai Qingchen knew that this was the biggest concession Mo Zhiyuan could make at the moment, so he stopped forcing it. He was finally able to reach out and hug the person on his body.
Mo Zhiyuan felt his embrace, and his emotions seemed to calm down a little, but his actions became more intense. His slightly cool hands wandered over Bai Qingchen's body, igniting clusters of flames.
This familiar feeling... Bai Qingchen suddenly remembered something he had long ignored. He panted and asked, "Before... in that cave in Kaoshan Village... was it you who touched me...?"
At that time, he was tied up with ropes and his eyes were blindfolded. He only felt the cool hands caressing his body...
The hand that was wreaking havoc on him suddenly stopped, Mo Zhiyuan's body stiffened, and the roots of his ears turned visibly red.
After he easily dealt with the ferocious beast, he saw Bai Qingchen tied up tightly and unable to struggle. Mo Zhiyuan's desire overcame his reason, and he only regained his senses when Bai Qingchen shouted "Get out".
Mo Zhiyuan neither admitted nor denied it, but just raised his eyes and looked at the person under him.
Her clothes were half-off, her black hair was spread out, her cheeks were rosy, and her eyes were watery... This look of emotion and a bit of accusation made the secret guilt in his heart instantly covered by a more turbulent possessive desire.
This is his, completely, Aqing who belongs to him alone.
Mo Zhiyuan no longer gave Bai Qingchen the chance to ask further questions. He bent down again and blocked all questions with practical actions.
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