Chapter 397 Extra, Zhuoyuan X Shuangqiao (Part 1), The Crying Jealous Little Shuangzi
The Upper Realm, Dragon Palace.
In the place shrouded in mist year-round, a shout of "Open the formation!" rang out, instantly revealing a magnificent palace inside. A white figure flashed in, and as soon as he landed, he was greeted with a warm welcome.
"Yo, Sect Master Shuang, it's been a long time."
When the guards saw Shuangqiao, they all greeted him warmly and skillfully took the celestial wine from his hands.
"Haha, I'm so sorry to have troubled you again!"
"No problem, a few of us brothers can drink it."
Shuangqiao waved the folding fan in her hand, gesturing for the leading guard to come over. She narrowed her peach blossom eyes and whispered, "Recently, there hasn't been any activity from the Grand Palace Master's side, has there?"
The guard looked around for a moment, then pulled him aside and whispered, "Yes!"
"Hmm?" Shuangqiao had only asked as a formality, but she hadn't expected there to be something going on. She frowned slightly and asked, "Something's going on?"
“Recently, a very beautiful fairy has been frequently visiting our Dragon Lord Palace to see the Grand Palace Master. They are currently having a pleasant conversation in the study!”
"What!" Upon hearing this, Shuangqiao was instantly enraged. She turned and strode into the palace, muttering to herself, "That damned dragon, how dare he go around flirting with unwanted suitors while I was away..."
But when he walked into the study, the door, which had been tightly closed, suddenly opened.
A stunningly beautiful woman emerged from within. She paused for a moment upon seeing Shuang Qiao, gave him a polite nod and a smile, and then turned and gracefully departed.
Shuangqiao gazed at the beautiful figure in the distance, his peach blossom eyes revealing amazement. He swallowed hard and sighed, "Tsk tsk, this little fairy is really something..."
"Come in!"
Suddenly, a voice carrying a chilling aura came from behind, startling Shuangqiao, who was lost in thought, and she reluctantly entered the study.
Inside the room was only Zhuo Yuan, dressed in a black robe with cloud patterns, sitting behind a table looking at him. His dark eyes seemed to hold a hint of anger, leaving Shuang Qiao completely confused. "Why did you call me in?"
"Do you want to stand outside?"
"I--!"
Shuangqiao was speechless. Recalling the beautiful fairy from earlier, the tightness in her chest made her even more uncomfortable. She put on a stern face and said coldly, "I have to go!"
"You just got back, where do you want to go now?"
"I haven't seen my master for a long time. Can't I go back for a visit?" Shuangqiao's voice suddenly rose, which surprised Zhuoyuan for a moment, but he quickly returned to normal.
"come over."
Hearing his commanding tone, Shuangqiao felt even more displeased. She snorted and turned to leave, but was pulled back by a force.
"What are you doing?!"
Zhuoyuan held him tightly in his arms, letting him fuss for a moment before frowning and asking, "What's wrong with you?"
Exhausted from playing around, Shuangqiao lowered her eyes, a look of grievance in them, and muttered softly, "It's nothing..."
"Look at me." Zhuo Yuan's tone remained cold and indifferent. He lifted Zhuo Yuan's chin with his fingertips, and the two locked eyes.
Shuangqiao looked at the cold, stern face before him, and his heart skipped a beat. He quickly looked away to hide the pounding in his heart.
Zhuoyuan: "If you don't want to talk about it, then forget it."
Hearing his still indifferent tone, Shuangqiao felt a pang of sadness and whispered weakly, "Nothing, I just missed you..."
Upon hearing his reply, Zhuoyuan's previously frosty face softened somewhat. "After I finish what I'm doing, I'll accompany you to pay your respects to Venerable Wuya."
"Hmm?" Shuang Qiao looked somewhat surprised. This was the first time she had ever said she wanted to go back with him since she had followed him for so many years. So she asked with some doubt, "Why do you want to see my master?"
"Is something wrong, is that not allowed?"
“It’s not impossible…” Shuang Qiao suppressed the smile on her lips and snorted coldly, “You lured me away back then, and he’s never liked you since. Don’t blame me for not warning you when you’re turned away…”
"I kidnapped you?" Zhuo Yuan chuckled, his eyes full of mockery. "Are you sure you're not mistaken?"
Shuangqiao felt embarrassed by his gaze and became somewhat annoyed and angry. "It was you, it was you!!"
"Alright, it's me." Zhuo Yuan smiled as he watched him drift into a daze, his dark eyes revealing tenderness and undisguised doting affection.
Then, his gaze fell on her crimson earlobes, and his Adam's apple bobbed unconsciously twice.
"You really want to come back with me?"
Shuangqiao's sudden question made Zhuoyuan lower his gaze. "Hmm."
“In that case…” Shuangqiao pondered for a moment, then stood up, picked up the pen on the table, and smiled, “Then I will write a letter myself first, so that Master can calm down in advance.”
"good."
Zhuoyuan looked down at him for a moment, then wrapped her arms around his waist and gently caressed him. "Are you so afraid that I'll be neglected?"
"Ouch, it tickles! Stop it!"
Shuangqiao was annoyed by his interruption, as some ink spilled onto the paper. "Hey, what are you doing? I was almost finished writing!"
Zhuoyuan pulled him onto his lap and snatched the pen from his hand, saying, "I'll write it."
"Huh?" Before Shuangqiao could react, he had already started writing rapidly with flowing strokes of his pen.
He heard deep breathing beside him, which made his cheeks flush. A tingling sensation spread throughout his body, as if a fire was burning rapidly and intensely inside him.
"Hmm?" Zhuoyuan noticed that he wanted to get up, so he stopped writing and held him tightly. "Don't move."
"Let me get up..."
Hearing his slightly trembling voice, Zhuoyuan was about to turn him around when his fingers accidentally touched a burning heat that made him curl up immediately, and even his exposed neck flushed red.
Shuangqiao felt extremely ashamed and didn't dare to turn her head to look at his face, but she could feel two pairs of eyes staring straight at her from behind.
Then, he heard a rolling sound in his throat, followed by rapid breathing that hit the back of his neck, making his whole body tremble.
"Zhuoyuan..."
But that trembling, pleading voice didn't stop the man behind her from kissing her. "Hmm? Don't you like it?"
His cold and hoarse voice was like a light feather brushing against his heart, sending a tingling sensation through him and leaving him momentarily defeated.
"Those I like..."
Shuangqiao's eyes shimmered with tears, a mixture of shame and self-reproach. He had no resistance to this man, as if he were under a spell, falling deeper and deeper into his trap, unable to extricate himself.
Zhuoyuan's breathing became heavy. He pinched Zhuoyuan's chin and kissed him. At first, it was just a light kiss, but then his kiss became more and more passionate.
It started gnawing at his chin, then moved its throat and neck, like a ferocious beast about to devour him whole.
"Zhuoyuan, please, please don't bully me..."
Before he could finish speaking, he was lifted into the air and pushed onto the desk in front of him, causing paper, pens, and books to fall to the ground with a clatter.
Zhuoyuan looked down at him, giving him no chance to think, and kissed him domineeringly, leaving his mind blank.
So much so that she didn't even realize when the man had taken off her clothes, which were originally neatly arranged.
His lean physique was on full display, and the thin layer of sweat on every inch of his skin gleamed alluringly, incredibly seductive in Zhuo Yuan's eyes.
Perhaps feeling too embarrassed to look into each other's eyes, Shuangqiao bit her lip lightly and simply raised her hand to cover her eyes.
This scene displeased Zhuo Yuan. "Put your hand down."
"I don't want to!"
Shuangqiao's voice trembled at this moment, but he still spoke stubbornly, as if he was trying to maintain his last shred of dignity.
The two remained locked in a stalemate for a long time, when Zhuoyuan sighed as if in resignation. Immediately afterward, a tickling sensation ran through his sensitive skin. "Ah, what are you doing?!"
"Don't move!"
Shuangqiao couldn't help but move his hand away and saw that Zhuoyuan had cut his palm, was holding a brush dipped in blood, and was drawing talismans on his body with great concentration.
What are you drawing on me?
Zhuo Yuan glanced at him but didn't answer, continuing to complete the rune in his hand.
"You...you're not allowed to draw anymore..." Shuangqiao trembled violently, as if she couldn't bear it any longer. She was about to get up but was restrained.
At that moment, he suddenly shuddered, his eyes went unfocused, and he broke down in tears.
Zhuo Yuan paused in his writing, glanced at his shame, and looked surprised. "You..."
"Shut up...you stinking dragon, you damned dragon!"
Zhuoyuan: "..."
"What do you mean you're innocent?!" Shuangqiao cried even harder, her face a mixture of shame and anger as she sobbed, "Waaah, it's all your fault, that's why I've become like this... I wasn't like this before, waaaah!"
"Why……"
Seeing him crying so hard, Zhuoyuan reluctantly put down his pen, picked him up, and sat him on his lap, comforting him, "Alright, stop crying. I'll refine some kidney-tonifying and energy-boosting pills for you later..."
"I don't want to!"
Zhuo Yuan's eyes were dark and he didn't speak again. He just looked at him with some confusion. Recently, his mood had been a bit off, but when asked in person, he would talk about other things and avoid answering his questions.
After waiting for a long time until he had cried enough, Zhuoyuan wiped away his tears and sighed as he asked, "What's wrong with you?"
"Nothing much..." Shuangqiao sniffed, then looked down at the strange, unfinished runes on her chest and lower abdomen. "What are these?"
Zhuo Yuan's eyes flickered slightly. He took out a pill and handed it to him, saying, "Eat this, and I'll tell you."
"I won't eat it!"
"It's not a kidney tonic."
"Oh." Shuangqiao looked a little embarrassed, so she obediently opened her mouth and swallowed. "Can I tell you now?"
Zhuo Yuan's eyes were full of doting affection as he traced the runes on the boy's body with his fingertips. "This is a secret technique for bloodline inheritance..."
"What?!"
Shuangqiao looked surprised, then muttered softly, "You... why did you suddenly want to..."
Zhuoyuan: "Junyi's child is already crawling all over the place, so as the eldest brother, I naturally can't fall behind."
Shuang Qiao seemed a little dazed, then lowered her eyes and whispered, "But, I haven't reached the Void Refinement stage yet, and I don't want to..."
"You don't want to?"
Seeing Zhuo Yuan's darkening face, Shuang Qiao suddenly felt wronged, "You were the one who said it yourself... that I'm not worthy to keep your bloodline..."
Zhuoyuan looked at his reddened eyes, and asked with some surprise and hesitation, "When did I say that?"
Seeing his completely innocent expression, Shuangqiao was furious. "Hmph, don't even think about denying it!"
"You even called me a slut, only fit to be your outlet... You're a heartless, stinking dragon, waaaaah!"
Zhuoyuan: "..."
Seeing him crying so hard he could barely breathe, Zhuoyuan lifted him up by his bottom and comforted him, "Don't cry, or Xixi will laugh at you."
"Just laugh if you want to... I've been holding it in for so many years, why can't I cry?!"
Zhuoyuan: "..."
Seeing Shuangqiao, who was usually carefree, crying so sadly and looking like he couldn't be easily comforted, he couldn't help but fall into distant memories.
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