Lips kissing beauty
The Blood-Clad Silkworm did not leave Mount Futu, but lingered on its outskirts. As soon as Rong Yan appeared, it hid and secretly followed him.
Rong Yan understood, but remained indifferent.
There were still some days before the trial, so aside from eating, sleeping, and shopping, he spent every day cultivating in the ice room.
Lin Yueyao specially cooked the meal and took Benben with her to deliver it.
The ice chamber on Mount Futu is a place for disciples to cultivate, and many disciples come here to practice.
The ice chamber was not a solitary palace, but rather a collection of numerous small cubicles. Disciples often forgot the time during their cultivation journey, so the rooms were stocked with simple elixirs for emergencies, as well as changes of clothes.
Benben followed Lin Yueyao to the outer perimeter of the ice room, smelled a familiar scent, and spotted one of the rooms.
"Master, Moon Fairy and I have come to bring you food." Benben knocked on the door, and the door vibrated slightly.
It was eerily quiet inside. Then, with a creak, the door opened.
Rong Yan wore a moon-white robe, with leather wrist guards, his long hair tied up in a straight ponytail that draped over one of his broad shoulders, and his eyebrows were sharp and delicate.
Benben exclaimed, "My owner has been changing clothes much more frequently lately."
After coming out of the door, Rong Yan took the food box from Benben's hand and chose a pavilion to sit down.
A breeze was blowing in the pavilion. Benben set out the bowls and chopsticks, and Rongyan served the rice.
The meal was prepared by Lin Yueyao, and she waited patiently to eat.
The food was laid out on the table, its colors vibrant, including fish and meat.
When Rong Yan eats, he inevitably has to fight with Benben over food, and time flies by in their playful bickering.
Back in the room that evening, Benben rolled around on the bed while Yue Xianzi sat in the room, wiping away Wenqing.
After lying there for a while, the moon rose. Benben propped himself up, stretched out his paw, and pushed the window frame outward to make sure he could see a big enough moon.
People walked back and forth in the courtyard, carrying buckets of water, and walked to the well.
They needed to fetch water. Benben tilted his head back, his gaze focused, and he made out who it was.
"The master has been taking baths very frequently lately." This is the fifth time this has happened; I've seen it several times already.
She dressed up, bathed, and made herself look beautiful. Could it be that her master has fallen in love with her?
"That won't do! Our master is the Moon Fairy!" she said clumsily, scrambling to her feet and pointing out the window. "Moon Fairy, look! Our master is fetching water to take a bath!"
Lin Yueyao acted as if she hadn't heard anything. What did Rong Yan taking a bath have to do with her? Did she expect her to scrub his back?
Benben was anxious. He jumped off the bed and shook Lin Yueyao's legs. "Master has changed several outfits these past few days and takes a bath every night. I think Master has someone she likes."
"He must have fallen for some fairy, which is why he pays so much attention to his appearance," Rong Yan said, fanning the flames.
Shaked by the wind, Lin Yueyao swiftly sheathed her sword.
Benben immediately let go.
Lin Yueyao looked at him, her brows furrowing slightly before relaxing.
What kind of woman would Rong Yan like? Lin Yueyao privately thought she shouldn't meddle, but Rong Yan was her junior brother, so she had to keep a close eye on this matter.
Otherwise, it would be like that time when he married a princess in a muddle.
She placed Wenqing on the table and went to the next room. Benben followed, but Lin Yueyao said to him, "You stay in the room."
Okay, Benben did as he was told, stepping onto the table and chairs and pressing his ears against the wall.
Inside the room, Rong Yantuan sat in a wooden tub, surrounded by steam, half-asleep and half-awake.
A person silently bypassed the screen, came behind him, and grasped his wrist.
"Who?!" He warily turned the person over, feeling something hot, and caught a glimpse of a familiar face out of the corner of his eye.
Water splashed everywhere, and he quickly let go, but his senior sister's upper body was pulled into the water by him.
Lin Yueyao was soaked through; her hair was like algae clinging to her skin, with water dripping from the tips.
“Senior Sister…” Rong Yan’s face was burning hot as he sat in the water. “Why are you here?”
"You go wash yours," she said calmly, brushing the damp hair from her forehead back to reveal her full, white forehead.
She patted his face, gesturing for him to turn his back.
Rong Yan didn't understand; he wasn't wearing anything, and everything was clearly visible underwater. That's why Lin Yueyao made him turn around.
"Turn around."
Rong Yan gave an "oh," covered his body, and turned his back in the water, leaving his smooth back for her.
Lin Yueyao picked up a cloth from the screen, wet it, applied soap, and carefully rubbed his back.
As she rubbed and touched his wrist, she realized he was still a virgin, assuming the woman was unwilling.
Lin Yueyao then comforted her, saying, "Don't be too hasty in everything."
Rong Yan couldn't understand what she was saying, but his senior sister always cared about him, so he shrank back into the water and said, "Okay."
These past few days, she had also noticed that Rong Yan was in low spirits and had something on his mind.
Her movements were gentle, and her tone softened as well, "Don't force yourself."
Rong Yan assumed she knew that his demonic power had been leaked and his identity exposed. His lips trembled, and he dared not turn around, managing to utter a single sentence with difficulty.
"My senior sister already knows..."
"Benben already told her." Still trying to hide it from her, Lin Yueyao lathered her hands with foam and rubbed it on his lower back, feeling the person in the water convulsing.
"This silly girl..." Rong Yan closed her eyes slightly, her feelings complicated. She hadn't expected her senior sister to react so calmly, but she felt a surge of excitement in her heart.
The two had nothing in common and chatted about things that were completely irrelevant to each other.
"You shouldn't have kept this from me." Rong Yan was lean and muscular, with a firm build that felt nice to the touch.
"I'm sorry, senior sister." He chose to apologize, obediently soaking in the water, his ears turning red. "I was afraid you'd be angry."
"What's there to be angry about?" Lin Yueyao rubbed his back, and as she rubbed, she couldn't help but use a little more force.
She heard Rong Yan grunt, but it was gone in an instant.
“You are my junior brother, so there are some things I should make decisions for you.”
To make the decisions? What decisions?
"What does Senior Sister mean?" Rong Yan's voice was light, as if she lacked confidence.
Naturally, it's her master's opinion. If Rong Yan truly loves that woman, and she reciprocates his feelings, then even if the old man disagrees, she will find a way to help Rong Yan.
"Don't worry, even if Master disagrees, I will plead for you," Lin Yueyao said frankly, but Rong Yan misunderstood her meaning.
It turned out that his senior sister was worried that he would be expelled from the sect because of his half-demon nature. So she treated him so well. Rong Yan sat in the water, speechless for a moment.
Rong Yan grabbed her hand, forcing Lin Yueyao to stop. Rong Yan turned around in the water and suddenly hugged her.
He covered her in foam, then cleverly nestled against her neck and hugged her tightly.
"Senior sister, you are so good to me..." Rong Yan's eyes welled up with tears, and it would not be an exaggeration to say that he would die to prove his loyalty.
If he could, he would even be willing to give himself to her.
The hug was so tight that Lin Yueyao could hardly breathe, and her face turned red.
It was wet and slippery, so Lin Yueyao patted his arm helplessly, telling him to let go.
He refused, and instead hugged her even tighter.
"What does it look like?"
"That's how I want it." He said softly, acting coquettishly as if no one else was around.
"Let go."
"No," he said stubbornly.
"How old are you?" Lin Yueyao felt a headache coming on, still clutching the cloth in her hand.
Rong Yan hugged her, took a deep breath, his ears and neck turning red, thinking that he should hug her for a while longer.
Suddenly, he let go, but cupped her head in his hands and kissed her cheek forcefully.
Scalding hot and wet, after a long while, those lips left her face.
Lin Yueyao was stunned. Her face stung from the stubble, and the cloth slipped from her grasp and fell to the ground.
His eyes rolled stiffly, his face turned pale with red, then black, and he slapped her across the face in a fit of anger.
"Smack—"
Rong Yan was stunned. He looked at her, puzzled. "Senior Sister, what's wrong...?"
Lin Yueyao stared at him strangely and said, "No man is any good."
She shook off his hand and turned to leave.
Rong Yan didn't know what he had done wrong, and felt wronged and sad. He knew that his senior sister had misunderstood him, and if he didn't explain now, the misunderstanding would only deepen later.
So he took action.
Ku Bei understood his meaning, and flicked the spirit pouch that was placed aside, letting it land in his palm.
He took out the water-controlling talisman and cast a spell. The water in the bathtub turned into transparent tentacles, which consciously wrapped around Lin Yueyao's hands and feet.
They grabbed the person and pulled them into the bucket.
Lin Yueyao has a fire elemental root, and water has a natural restraining power over her, which weakens the power of her spiritual energy.
The two sat facing each other in a cramped space, where they could only hug each other.
Rong Yan hugged her tightly and carefully explained, "I know you're angry, but I've never had any ill intentions towards you."
"Senior sister, it's my fault, can you please not be angry?"
The person in his arms didn't react at all. Could it be that his senior sister wasn't angry with him at all, but that he was just too forceful?
So this time he gently kissed his senior sister's other side, little did he know that Lin Yueyao was even more furious.
Lin Yueyao trembled with anger as she forcefully broke free of the talismanic power binding her.
"How dare you..."
"How dare you..."
How dare you make a fuss with her!
"Asking about love—"
Wen Qing immediately flew over and burst open the closed door. Lin Yueyao caught her and swiftly hoisted her onto Rong Yan's shoulder.
"Since you have a woman you admire, why are you bothering me?" The sharp question left Rong Yan somewhat stunned.
Rong Yan was confused, but immediately realized she had misunderstood him, and hurriedly explained, "My heart has always belonged to my senior sister!"
"I've never been a woman, much less a princess!" Rong Yan grasped her sword-wielding hand, looking pitiful. "Even after all this, Senior Sister, still won't believe me?"
Lin Yueyao glanced at the water and blushed for the first time.
Compared to Rong Yan's confession, his reaction was one of shock and disbelief.
She drew her sword and tried to leave, but Rong Yan wouldn't let her go, holding onto the end of Wenqing's sword.
Like a bolt from the blue, Lin Yueyao, unwilling to linger, snatched Wenqing's hand and fled the room in a panic.
He returned to the room with a livid face, and found Benben already asleep on the floor.
Still possessing some sense, she picked up Benben, placed him on the bed, carefully covered him with a blanket, and left Futu Mountain that very night.
The next day, Rong Yan stood outside his senior sister's door and mustered up his courage to knock.
It was Benben who opened the door.
"Where is my senior sister?"
Benben yawned, looking like he had just woken up, "I don't know, it seems like he didn't come back last night."
Rong Yan knew in his heart that he had frightened the person; he had been too hasty.
He will definitely apologize to his senior sister when she returns.
But three or five days passed, and my senior sister still hadn't returned.
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