Chapter 14: Excited and blocked
Ming Yueyi crawled out from under him and sat on the edge of the bed without looking back. She said vaguely with her back to him, "Don't stay here with me. I'm still under house arrest and it's inconvenient for people to find out that the bedding is dirty, so go back and fix it yourself."
"Hmm..." He panted, and the rustling sound stopped for a while.
Perhaps he took her words to heart, for the young man behind her stood up gracefully, with a thin layer of wet powder at the corners of his eyes. He slowly put on his faded clothes and got off the bed.
"Senior Sister, I'm going back." Her voice was still hoarse.
"Um."
Mingyueyi didn't try to keep him.
When no one was in the room, Mingyueyi took out Shang'er.
The blood-red paper figure was stuck tightly to the agate earrings, just like a painting of a beauty carved on it, and its weirdness was revealed as soon as it opened its mouth.
"I was scared to death. Fortunately, Daojun didn't say anything just now."
Ming Yueyi stared at her: "Why didn't you let me talk about the affairs of the Ming Mansion just now? What's the meaning of the matter with Ming Yi?"
Shang'er sighed and said, "Of course I'm not sure if he's really your junior brother, or if Mingyi is using a magical tool to disguise him, or if he's taken over your junior brother's body and stolen his memories to disguise himself. In short, no matter how he disguises himself, the snake pattern on his body won't disappear."
The people here had their memories changed, maybe it was Ming Yi, and he could definitely disguise himself as another person without any flaws. Now all the memories have regressed to a few years ago, but she and Pu Yuemin were not affected, which was very strange.
Ming Yueyi asked her, "Is your memory correct?"
Shang'er looked puzzled: "Of course not. I hid myself as soon as I realized something was wrong. Even if I was discovered, I'm just a paper cutting, not a physical entity."
Mingyueyi looked at her thoughtfully.
Shang'er continued, "Also, I want to remind Daojun that even if he is truly your junior apprentice, don't tell him about the magic weapon. That magic weapon is so powerful. Once it becomes known, it will become a treasure that everyone will covet. There's no guarantee that he won't kill you just to get it."
"I know." Ming Yueyi leaned lazily on the rattan chair, glancing sideways at the bright moonlight outside.
If someone finds a powerful magical weapon that has no master, it is called an opportunity, but opportunities can also be seized.
Killing people and stealing treasures are common in this world, but most of them happen to independent cultivators. Disciples of regular sects are not allowed to do such insidious things, but they are only prohibited from doing it openly and aboveboard.
In private, there are many people who do this as long as they are not discovered.
The fact that there are magical instruments here should be known to as few people as possible.
Shang'er said, "Daojun, next you have to try and see if that person is really your junior fellow apprentice. I always find it strange that he can have memories."
Ming Yueyi's eyelashes drooped, and her eyes were filled with a watery color under the soft light: "Then I am not affected either, why don't you doubt me?"
Shang'er climbed out of the agate and sat on the box in her hand, smiling with her eyes curved: "You are not affected because of me. I have always been with you. When Mingyi activated the magic weapon, I also helped you, so you remember it."
So that's how it is. She thought it was because she had been reborn many times that she was no longer affected by it.
Ming Yueyi leaned back on the rattan chair and asked, "Can I bathe and change clothes during the confinement period?"
"Of course you can." Shang'er said, "It's just house arrest, not solitary confinement. There are servants outside. If you ring the bell hanging on the wall in three breaths, the servants will bring in hot water."
Ming Yueyi looked at the bell hanging on the wall, and sideways glanced at the paper man on the box who was trying to pick out the spirit stone. He turned his wrist and put the box into the storage bag, then stood up and walked towards the corner where the bell was ringing.
Shang'er pulled the ribbon around her waist resentfully. Seeing her pick up the bell and shake it three times, she couldn't help but criticize her for being stingy and not being able to absorb the spiritual power from the spirit stone more accurately.
After ringing the bell, someone came in quickly with hot water.
Mingyueyi also asked Shang'er about her daily meals and changing clothes.
Shang'er's answers were all like ringing a bell. By the time she realized she was being tricked, the woman was already looking at her with a smile and sighing, "It seems like you're often grounded."
Shang'er looked guilty and muttered, "It's all Mingyi's fault. He's not in good health, and if anything happens, I'll be punished."
Ming Yueyi was too lazy to ask about the relationship between the two. After taking a shower and changing clothes, the cold fragrance on her body finally faded.
After putting Shang'er into the storage bag, she lay down on the bed to rest.
Perhaps because he almost encountered danger in the tomb during the day, Mingyueyi slept very unsteadily, his consciousness fluctuating, yet he seemed to be awake.
She heard someone leaning over to her ear, whispering in a cold voice: "Senior Sister... We almost got married again, it's all because he came to steal you."
What? They were almost getting married again?
Mingyueyi frowned and tried hard to open her eyes to see who it was.
The people around her seemed to notice that she was about to wake up, and they chuckled and hugged her with both hands. Mingyueyi could vaguely feel something slippery and sticky wrapped around her ankle.
Like the tail of a snake, it slowly moved up along her calf, gradually penetrated into the depths of her skirt, and pushed towards her tightly closed knees.
The cold body temperature made her teeth chatter and her eyelids suddenly opened.
A faint light shone through the gap, and she could vaguely see the figure of a tall young man. She was lying beside him.
If Mingyueyi guessed correctly, he was now in a coffin, surrounded by the fishy smell of soil and a very faint cold fragrance.
Just as she was lost in thought and wondering how she had appeared in the grave in the daytime, the cold and sticky object had pushed her knees apart, wrapped around her thighs, and was gently stroking them through the fabric.
Mingyueyi didn't bite her lower lip in time, and a moan escaped from her lips.
The wet and sticky thing stopped at the sound, but did not move away.
"Awake?" He was very surprised to wake up at this moment, but there was an innocent smile in his surprise, making her unable to tell whether he was worried about being discovered or abnormally excited.
"Who are you? Let me go." Mingyueyi bit her lower lip, her sparkling eyes full of vigilance and a little confusion in the dark coffin.
"I..." He seemed to have no idea what it was, and his tone was a little confused and cold: "I don't know. You said I was a male dog."
When she was in a daze, she kept saying that he was a male dog in heat, and that he was still searching upwards frantically even when he was tied up.
He once thought he was a dog, but when he saw the snow-white tail circling below him, he remembered that he was not.
"You said I was a dog, but you see I'm not." He hugged her tightly, and the snake tail hidden under her skirt lifted the fabric and wrapped around her slender waist from front to back along her waist.
Mingyueyi felt cold, especially when the sticky cold object stuck to her skin without any obstruction, she couldn't help but scream out.
This lecherous creature, he talks when he talks, but where is he moving his tail?
Mingyueyi was quite angry and wanted to curse him, but the tail that climbed up seemed to have a pair of eyes and suddenly drilled into her mouth the moment she opened her mouth.
It was completely blocked.
"Hmm!" Ming Yueyi was now unable to use his spiritual power and could not move or make any sound.
Her mouth was wet and slippery, and the cold tail teased her tongue tip viciously.
He felt extremely comfortable being ironed by the soft and moist temperature, and he almost squinted his eyes in enjoyment.
He panted passionately a few times, opened his moist eyelids, and stared at Mingyueyi in his arms, who was entangled with a snow-white tail all over her body.
Her black hair was disheveled, her wide-open eyes were filled with tears, and her red cheeks were puffed up, causing her face to look distorted.
If... if I could get into her body, it would be great.
His pale, bloodless cheeks were slowly replaced by a sickly blush. His body, which was holding her, began to tremble. He was about to twitch his tail when he felt a sudden pain in his chest.
The pleasure all over his body was instantly pushed to the peak by the stinging pain. He groaned hoarsely, and then suddenly withdrew his tail from her mouth.
Because it was held in her mouth for too long, the tip of the tail pulled out a transparent sticky thread from her lips.
Mingyueyi only felt that the tail pressing on her was even stickier and colder than before. She couldn't bear it for a moment, and trembled as she pushed the hairpin in her hand into his waist again.
She was glad that she had learned to be smart over the years, and was covered with magical weapons so that she could save her life when necessary.
After poking the hairpin, she could feel the tail wrapped around her body quickly retracting.
Soon the suffocating strangulation dissipated, and she was finally able to breathe a sigh of relief. Suddenly, her eyelids were unable to stay up, and she closed her eyes and inexplicably passed out.
When Mingyueyi opened her eyes again, it was so dark outside that she couldn't see her hand in front of her face. Only a candle was burning in her boudoir.
She sat on the edge of the bed with her weak body, looking around blankly.
There was no smell of damp earth or indescribable coldness, nor was there being buried in a narrow coffin and entangled with a man in a tail. Everything seemed like a dream.
She is still in the room, everything is the same as before going to bed, nothing is wrong.
Except for the cold sticky feeling on my legs.
Mingyueyi lifted the quilt and saw the red marks on her legs from being entangled, which were glaring against her snow-white skin.
It seems like it is entangled by something dirty.
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In the dense forest outside Yun Town, thick fog lingered in the dark night, and a huge python's tail was faintly visible. It was snow-white with a silver glow, and it was wrapped around the tree trunks. The breath it emitted froze the surroundings into a white mass.
The snake's body gradually transformed into a handsome young man.
He lay naked and pale on the frost, with long eyebrows, a high nose, and trembling eyelashes. His face was flushed with red marks of hot flashes, his nails scratching the ice on the ground, his protruding Adam's apple pressed against the cold, white, and clear thin skin. He breathed heavily as he rolled, and his penis was terrifying.
It's not painful, but exciting.
He opened his eyes with a light gasp, and his scarlet pupils, which were erected like a demon, were filled with a hazy smile. He lowered his long eyelashes and looked at the blood on his waist that had coagulated due to the cold.
Senior sister's hairpin was inserted into his body.
He stretched out his pale fingers and touched the wound, then without warning, he grabbed the piece of flesh and dug it off, putting it to his lips and licking the remaining scent on it with his tongue in ecstasy.
Although it is very weak, it still contains the spiritual power of senior sister.
The more I breathe, the more itchy my throat becomes, and a feeling of greed arises under my tongue.
I’m so hungry, senior sister.
I really want to... eat it.
The lower half of his handsome face was stained with blood, like a lustful monster still in heat even on the verge of death, emitting a gloomy desire.
Finally he opened his blood-covered lips and greedily ate the piece of flesh that he had cut from his body.
After eating, he still felt unsatisfied and squirmed naked on the frosty ground.
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