Chapter 32 Ah Que, don't cry... We're having a tiff.
Jiang Yuemian froze immediately. She hurriedly began to wipe away Chen Que's tears, kissing him as she did so, as if she wanted to swallow all of Chen Que's sorrow.
Shen Que continued to cry without saying a word, which made Jiang Yuemian even more flustered. Her voice trembled slightly as she said, "A-Que, don't cry."
After saying that, she continued to eat Shen Que's tears until Shen Que could no longer bear it.
Why is Master forcing me like this?
Jiang Yuemian was taken aback. It was forced, but A-Que had clearly responded to her. But if it wasn't forced, why was A-Que crying?
She was at a loss and couldn't say a word; all she could do was smile bitterly.
Shen Que closed his eyes briefly: "Master, let me get up."
Chen Que's voice was trembling with sobs and he was panting, as if he had just woken up from the kiss. As he spoke, he pushed away with his arms, which had gone limp from the kiss.
Jiang Yuemian wouldn't let it go: "A-Que, look at me."
Jiang Yuemian didn't exert any force to make Shen Que look up at her. Their eyes met, and Shen Que's face was still streaked with tears. Even when a beauty cries, she is still extremely beautiful. However, Jiang Yuemian was in no mood to think about such things at the moment.
"Do you love me?" Jiang Yuemian's eyes held a serious expression, as if if he answered yes, she would disregard everything else.
Shen Que dared not look into Jiang Yuemian's burning gaze. He turned his face away, unable to look, and said in a strained voice, "No."
This one word was enough to completely shatter Jiang Yuemian's resolve.
The room fell silent for a long time, until—
Shen Que felt the weight pressing down on him disappear.
He was reluctant, but there was nothing he could do. He once thought that as long as his master wanted him, even if it was just to stay by her side, he would do it without hesitation. But when it really came down to it, Shen Que backed down. He was just a half-demon, while his master was a respectable immortal. The difference between the two was like heaven and earth. Why should he become a stain on the immortal?
Jiang Yuemian stood by the bed without speaking until the communication device at her waist became hot, and a message also came from Shen Que's side.
"Xiao Wu, come quickly to discuss the matter."
After listening, Jiang Yuemian stared at Shen Que, who felt the same way. She spoke softly, without a trace of emotion, "Let's go." With that, she walked out without looking back.
Shen Que watched Jiang Yuemian walk away without looking back, and smiled bitterly to himself. But who could he blame? It was all his own fault.
......
In the hall, Xiao Mingjue sat in the center. Seeing that everyone had arrived, he began to speak: "The Qingyun Assembly is about to begin. Are you all ready?"
The disciples below nodded.
"Then let's find someone to lead the team." Xiao Mingjue's gaze swept back and forth among the several Immortal Venerables, finally settling on Jiang Yuemian: "Xiao Wu, you will lead the team this time." It wasn't a question, but an announcement.
Jiang Yuemian hadn't yet recovered from her earlier emotions, so she replied in a daze, "Okay."
Xiao Mingjue and the other Venerables frowned; why was Xiao Wu so distracted?
When the meeting ended, Jiang Yuemian left first, like a walking corpse, while Shen Que's eyes darkened. For the first time, he did not chase after her and walked away.
Xiao Mingjue noticed something odd about their atmosphere.
"Xiaoxue, don't you think... there's something strange about the atmosphere between them?"
Qian Shanxue frowned, seemingly troubled by the form of address. Her voice turned cold: "I didn't realize."
"Hey! Senior Brother, why are you only asking about Third Junior Sister and not me?" Xiang Chaosheng interrupted, not wanting to miss the excitement.
"Ask you? What can you possibly see?" Gong Youning's voice was laced with sarcasm.
"Hey! How dare you talk to your senior brother like that?" Xiang Chaosheng retorted helplessly with a sigh.
Xiao Mingjue and Qian Shanxue simply watched them make a scene, as they always had.
Gong Youning: "Then tell me, what happened to Xiao Wu?"
Xiang Chaosheng fanned himself with his fan, exuding a dashing and debonair air. He laughed, "Of course... the two of them had a falling out. Don't you know Xiao Wu's personality? Maybe Xiao Wu did something he feels guilty about."
......
Jiang Yuemian really didn't know how to face Shen Que. Her haste and rudeness today must have left a bad impression on him.
But, she didn't know why, but the moment she heard Shen Que's refusal, she wanted to do it. She bit her lip, and it seemed that Shen Que's taste still lingered on it.
[Mianmian!!! Stop thinking about it! Since this guy rejected you, just find someone new.]
"Nonsense, how can you be so fickle? Ah Ding definitely likes me."
After saying this, Jiang Yuemian herself was unsure. However, there was really nothing she could do now. She could only try to make amends on the way to the Qingyun Conference, and she was sure that Aque would forgive her.
Before they knew it, the day for the Qingyun Assembly arrived. The group boarded the spaceship and bid farewell to the people of the sect. As the spaceship set sail, Jiang Yuemian watched as the people below turned into small black dots one by one.
She looked away and said to Shen Que, "A-Que, come to my room."
She wanted to go to Ah Que and make things clear. She didn't believe Ah Que didn't like her; she wanted to ask him face to face.
Shen Que followed, Jiang Yuemian went first, and Shen Que hooked the door shut.
The two sat on the chairs, their breathing somewhat heavy, until Jiang Yueming spoke up: "A-Que, what are you worried about?"
Shen Que was taken aback. He hadn't expected Jiang Yuemian to guess his thoughts, but he didn't know how to speak, so he could only say, "No."
Jiang Yuemian fell silent; she was sulking. Why was A-Que so stubborn?
[Don't be angry! We'll just get a different one for Mianmian!]
If only it were that easy. This is the first time she's liked someone, how could she possibly let go so easily?
Shen Que sat there anxiously. He could clearly sense that his master's mood had changed. He didn't want his master to become distant from him, but... but...
Shen Que steeled his heart and said, "Master, I am a demon..."
Chen Que's voice was very soft, but it was enough for Jiang Yuemian to hear clearly.
She was taken aback, then actually laughed, her low voice making Shen Que blush.
"Ah Que, is this all it's about?"
only?
Doesn't Master know that the cultivation world cannot tolerate demons?
He pursed his lips and said, "Mm."
Shen Que lowered his head. He felt Jiang Yuemian approaching him. He should have moved away, but his body moved closer to her involuntarily.
Jiang Yuemian laughed even louder, while Shen Que wished he could disappear into a crack in the ground.
“Ah Que, look up.”
Shen did as instructed and felt a warmth on his lips.
It was his master who kissed him.
His face quickly turned red, and he began to speak haltingly: "Master, Master."
"Shh." Jiang Yuemian placed her finger on his lips.
"Does Ah-Que like me like this?"
Jiang Yuemian stared intently at Shen Que, not allowing him to lie, so Shen Que had no choice but to say, "I like it."
As soon as those two words were uttered, Shen Que clearly felt Jiang Yuemian's breathing become heavier, and her voice was seductive: "Then, does A-Que want to kiss me?"
Respected teacher?
He thinks it, but can he really do it?
Jiang Yuemian's eyes gave him the answer.
Shen Que timidly raised his head and, encouraged by Jiang Yuemian, kissed those red lips.
Jiang Yuemian remained still, letting Shen Que do as he pleased. So Shen Que slowly imitated Jiang Yuemian's way of drawing those red lips, but as soon as he did so, his body went limp.
Jiang Yuemian scooped him up and he fell into her arms. She chuckled softly, "Our A-Que is so soft."
Shen Que's face turned bright red. He was straddling Jiang Yuemian, and this shameful position made him uncomfortable. But before he could speak, he exclaimed in surprise as Jiang Yuemian lifted him up by his buttocks.
Jiang Yuemian lifted her foot and walked towards the bed.
Soon, Shen Que lay down on the soft bed. An aggressive aura pressed down on him, and Shen Que felt as if his body was no longer his own. He couldn't breathe, like a fish out of water, and could only rely on Jiang Yuemian's charity.
Jiang Yuemian was his lifeline.
until--
Shen Que's body stiffened.
That wasn't enough; Jiang Yuemian insisted that he speak up: "A-Que, do you like it?"
“Ah Que, call me by my name.”
"Master," he said haltingly.
"You're wrong. How about calling me 'sister'?" Jiang Yuemian coaxed.
Shen Que didn't want to call her that, but not speaking didn't mean Jiang Yuemian would let him off the hook, until Shen Que finally couldn't bear it anymore and called her "sister".
"Ah Que is so good."
Shen Que was already weak and lay limply on the bed. Jiang Yuemian wouldn't let him go: "A-Que, did you miss me?"
He could only plead through tears, "Master, Your Excellency."
"No, you can't, Ah-que."
"No!" he shouted.
The shout startled Jiang Yuemian, and she stopped moving.
"Ah Que, you don't want to?"
Jiang Yuemian's voice was light and airy.
"We haven't..." We don't have a formal status yet.
Jiang Yuemian instantly understood his meaning, but she didn't want this little fox to hide any longer, so her voice was cruel: "A-Que, now you have two choices, one is that I stop, and from now on we will only be master and disciple."
Chen Que's breath hitched. No! He didn't want to become estranged from his master.
Jiang Yuemian sensed Shen Que's unease and smiled: "Secondly, I will continue. After the Qingyun Conference ends, I will announce to the world that we will be registered together."
Joint registration? Master actually wants to joint registration with him?
Will he really be able to meet the bright moon?
Overwhelmed with joy, he couldn't wait to hook up.
At this moment, Jiang Yuemian pushed back, wanting to take the initiative.
“Ah, yes.”
Shen Que shyly went to greet her.
...
Jiang Yuemian held the fair-skinned and beautiful Shen Que with lingering affection: "Ah Que, from now on we will never be apart."
Chen Que said sullenly, "Hmm."
Jiang Yuemian: "Then tell me, is there anything else you're hiding from me?"
"I...I am not only a demon, but also a half-demon."
Shen Que revealed the secret he had kept for many years. He was somewhat uneasy, so Jiang Yuemian gently patted him.
She was somewhat shocked, but it wasn't a big deal. So what if he was a half-demon? Wasn't he still Ah Que?
She opened her mouth, but the intensity of the previous exchange made her lips ache.
"hiss--"
"Master!"
"It's okay, you'll get used to it."
Chen Que's face quietly flushed, a habit...
"Okay, it's nothing, as long as Ah Que gives me some compensation later."
Compensation? Master is truly shameless. However, although he knew Master's situation, why was Master so skilled at it, even in kissing...?
He asked with a hint of jealousy, "Has Master ever been intimate with anyone else?"
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Author's note: Here it comes! I have an exam tomorrow, and I was worried about being accused of going too far, so I've rewritten the description. Dear reviewer, it was just a kiss!
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