Chapter 81 If the entanglement happens again, he will definitely collapse...
Qi Qing was silent for a moment, feeling somewhat relieved that he had not continued.
The soundproofing of the inn is so poor!
He turned his head slightly, wanting to glance at Yue Ji's reaction calmly, but the louder the noise next door, the quieter this side seemed. The slight sound of hair rubbing against the pillow was amplified in the ears of both of them and was clearly audible.
Yue Ji also turned his head at this moment.
In the dim light in the room, I could only see his eyelashes blinking, casting a shadow in his eye sockets, and I couldn't see the color of his eyes.
The noise from next door continued, and even showed signs of getting louder. Qi Qing closed his eyes awkwardly, and rapped the wall a few times with his knuckles bent.
——Can you please pay attention to the impact? There are minors here!
As a result, the voice on the other end paused for a moment, then continued immediately, not taking Qi Qing's reminder seriously at all.
Qi Qing was angry and was about to get up to reason with the people next door. Amidst the babbling, Yue Ji suddenly came over and gently touched the back of his hand with his fingertips.
The young man who just sat up looked towards Yue Ji with a questioning expression.
The hand was not rejected, so it covered Qi Qing's hand and wrapped it completely, and then stopped moving.
Qi Qing asked him: "It's a bit noisy, isn't it?"
Yue Ji said “hmm”.
"Master will go and follow them now..."
Before he could finish the word "reasonable", the next moment, the voice from next door stopped abruptly.
It’s over so soon?
Qi Qing was stunned for a moment, but Yue Ji had already let him go and said calmly, "Go to sleep, Master."
…
Separated by a wall.
The young Taoist couple huddled together, trembling as they looked at the dark shadow at the door.
The black shadow had no face and a cold breath, like an unfathomable chaos, standing there quietly.
"You, you better drive it away quickly!" The female cultivator nudged the male cultivator with her elbow in fear.
The male cultivator had a sad face, hating his low level of cultivation: "No, my spiritual power can't even detect it!"
Could it be an evil ghost that specifically seeks to ruin fellow Taoists’ plans?
The two men shrank back for a while, and seeing that the ghost never came forward or took any action, they gradually relaxed a little, and even pushed each other to go forward and check.
Finally, the male cultivator got off the bed with courage and stretched out his hand towards the shadow tremblingly.
Then passed through.
He was stunned, and stretched out his hand to try again in disbelief, and still passed through the black shadow.
Not eaten, and not injured.
He immediately smiled and turned to his Taoist partner, "It's fake! Shall we continue?"
…
Next door.
Qi Qing pricked up his ears and waited for a long time, making sure that the people next door had no intention of fighting again, and then he let go of the breath he had been holding.
It was getting late, and he yawned lightly. Just as he was about to close his eyes, he suddenly remembered that his disciple was still in a bad mood, so he turned sideways and asked Yue Ji tentatively, "Do you want to sleep in Master's arms?"
Yue Ji ignored him again, and all he got in response was an angry back.
This person was rarely so angry, perhaps because he had really been fantasizing about the Taoist Couple Ceremony for a long time, and was looking forward to having a formal status, but was suddenly poured cold water.
Considering how sensitive Yue Ji was, he must be feeling extremely aggrieved at this moment.
Qi Qing sighed, reached out and turned him over, chose a position where he wouldn't be suffocated, and took the initiative to hold him in his arms.
"Since I have said that I will consider the matter of a Taoist companion, I will not break my promise. Do you not even trust me?"
Yue Ji squeezed into his arms silently, letting him pat his back and coax him softly: "When has Master ever broken his promise to you? I was just careless for a moment, it's not like I don't want you anymore, be good."
Qi Qing tried to persuade him as he did in the past to get him to sleep, and said many words until his mouth was dry, but the person still did not respond at all.
Were you really hurt by that sentence?
Qi Qing felt puzzled. If he had known that Yue Ji would be so hard to appease when he got angry, he should not have asked so hastily.
Who knew that status was so important to Yue Ji!
"Yue Ji!" The young man was really numb. He rubbed his face fiercely and said in self-abandonment, "What do you want Master to do to calm down?"
Yue Ji raised his eyes and glanced at him, saying, "Master, do you really want to know?"
Qi Qing had a bad feeling, but the question had already been asked, so he had no choice but to bite the bullet and say, "Come on."
Being in another sect’s territory, Yue Ji shouldn’t do anything out of line...right?
Just as this thought occurred to him, the person on his body suddenly grabbed his collar, pressed their foreheads against each other, and a spiritual consciousness forcefully broke into his sea of consciousness.
Qi Qing shuddered all over. His private area, which had never been visited by anyone, was suddenly invaded. The strange feeling made him instinctively tense his body, and he subconsciously resisted and wanted to drive the person out.
But thinking that Yue Ji would never hurt him, he took a deep breath, endured it, and relaxed the restrictions.
Yue Ji's spiritual consciousness wandered around randomly, and soon found the target, dragged his spiritual consciousness out, and entangled with it without saying a word.
The moment their spiritual consciousness touched, a string in Qi Qing's brain suddenly broke.
This feeling is completely different from that of physical intimacy. It is as if the whole person is being cut open and touched by invisible hands. Every tremor is visible and infinitely magnified under the gaze of the other person.
Not knowing where his spiritual consciousness was touched, he suddenly arched his body, gasped, and grabbed the clothes of the person on him: "...Yue Ji!"
It was as if someone was playing with his soul directly. He felt an itchy and numb feeling running through his limbs as if by electricity, stimulating him so much that his whole body began to tremble.
Instead of restraining himself, Yue Ji went even further and ripped open his clothes.
Too much stimulation poured into Qi Qing's mind. He felt that his mind was shattered and his brain was about to break down. His consciousness could not bear such a frenzied touch. A sobbing gasp escaped from his throat: "Yue Ji, Yue Ji... don't..."
The rest of his words were blocked by the warm lips and tongue of the person on him, not allowing him to speak.
In just a moment, tears filled his eyes. Qi Qing was in a trance for a moment and struggled in vain. He didn't know where to hide - his sea of consciousness was completely occupied, and he had no room to escape.
Perhaps because he struggled too hard, Yue Ji finally let him go a little, but his spiritual consciousness still lingered at the entrance of his sea of consciousness and refused to leave.
He pressed on Qi Qing, feeling the afterglow of his trembling, and said faintly: "Master, didn't you want to prove your sincerity just now? Can't you bear it now?"
This was the first time Qi Qing was treated like this. He felt dizzy and dazed for a while and could hardly hear what Yue Ji was saying.
His eyes were moist and he stared at the person on him absentmindedly. He opened his mouth as if he couldn't breathe, as if inviting people to continue tasting him.
Yue Ji's eyes were deep as he brushed away the messy hair on his cheek and said in a hoarse voice, "Master doesn't understand what I'm angry about at all."
As the dragged-out spiritual consciousness slowly returned to the sea of consciousness, the young man finally calmed down and the trembling stopped, but the illusion of being spied on still followed him.
He looked at Yue Ji in front of him and felt a little strange, and couldn't help feeling a sense of fear.
If it happened again, he would collapse.
Yue Ji seemed to know what he was thinking, staring at him with a possessiveness that was terrifying and tangible, as if he had no way to escape and could only stay under his sight.
"Master." Yue Ji repeated, emphasizing each word: "You don't even know what I'm angry about."
"you……"
Qi Qing was frightened by his torment. The fear of being on the verge of collapse lingered. He didn't want to continue to coax him, nor did he dare to go any further. He simply turned his face away and said, "Get out!"
Yue Ji said nothing, just rolled over silently.
Qi Qing regretted the moment he said this. He had endured so much just now, and now giving up halfway seemed a bit unfair to him for all the suffering he had just endured.
The room was silent for a while, and finally he broke the silence.
"Isn't the reason you're angry because I haven't considered the matter of a Taoist partner?"
Qi Qing adjusted his breathing, trying to get rid of the feeling just now, and slowly said: "I also said that I will consider it after returning to the sect. If you want an answer now... I can't give it to you."
Yue Ji turned his head suddenly, with fire in his eyes: "This is what I am angry about!"
Before Qi Qing could react, Yue Ji pressed him down again. The other party supported his hands on his pillow and stared at him intently: "You keep saying you're considering it, but you never mention agreeing. Did you never think of agreeing from the beginning?"
He seemed to be very sad, and said with hurt ruthlessness: "Qi Qing, I can wait for your 'consideration'. But if your answer after thinking it over is no, why should I wait for a futile result? If you really want to, why do you hesitate like this? Could it be that you lied to me that day, and just agreed casually just to make me stop disobeying you?"
Yue Ji's voice gradually became lower and lower, almost mumbling at the end. He said he was asking Qi Qing, but it was more like questioning himself: "Am I really so unsatisfactory to you? You are not satisfied with me as your disciple, and even less satisfied with me as your Taoist partner... What on earth is it that requires you to weigh the pros and cons?"
This blocked both ends, Qi Qing had no choice but to hold his shoulders and sighed: "Yue Ji, staying together forever is not as simple as you think."
"But we have been together for so long!" Yue Ji retorted.
The young man was still weak, and patiently explained to him: "You feel that we have been together for a long time, that's because I have always treated you as my disciple and younger brother. Do you understand? Raising a child and becoming a Taoist partner are two completely different things."
Seeing that Yue Ji seemed to be about to refute again, he continued: "As for the former, there are too many predecessors to refer to. I just need to be a good master and no one can say anything. But the latter is much more complicated. Not to mention you, this is also my first time learning to be a Taoist partner... Give Master some time to slowly understand it, okay?"
Perhaps it was the phrase "first time learning to be a Taoist couple" that pleased the person on top of him, Yue Ji's tense expression finally relaxed a little, and he obediently let go of his hand, buried his face in the crook of Qi Qing's neck, and muffledly asked, "How long do you have to wait?"
Is this a coaxing?
Qi Qing studied his expression, fearing that his sea of consciousness would be breached again, and said with hesitation: "Just wait until..."
Before he finished speaking, the ambiguous voice rang out again from across the wall, ruining the mood.
Qi Qing: “…”
He seemed to see Yue Ji's face darken.
…
next door.
The young Taoist couple had just regrouped when they suddenly saw the black shadow coming back, surrounded by a strong resentment, staring at them murderously.
The male cultivator was so frightened that his legs went limp and the female cultivator screamed.
…
The sound from next door stopped again, as if someone was strangling the throat.
Qi Qing wondered, "What are these two doing? One moment they are eager to do something, and the next moment they stop and start again."
"Don't worry about them." Yue Ji turned his face and looked at the person under him intently, and asked again: "How long do we have to wait?"
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