The young man's breath was still lingering on his lips. The sweet smell and soft touch made Qiu Jingyu feel itchy. He was exactly twenty-eight when he died. Although he was about to reach the age of thirty, he had never even touched other people's hands, let alone kissing, which was something that only couples could do.
Qiu Jingyu still maintained that posture, motionless and blank, but the system's prompt sound betrayed him.
"Ding! Heart rate 65!"
"Ding! Heart rate 70!"
The young master was dissatisfied, and his delicate little hand clenched into a fist hit his shoulder in dissatisfaction. The fist was cold and hard, and it hurt his hand.
Qiu Jingyu came back to his senses, and there was an inexplicable sense of embarrassment on his pale face. "This is my first kiss."
This sentence made no sense, but it hit the young master's heart right. Xu Nuo turned his head and snorted, then listened to the man continue.
"You have to be responsible for me."
Xu Nuo straightened up suddenly like a kitten with its fur standing on end, his face flushed red. "I don't want to."
The man next to him seemed to ignore his refusal and said to himself, "Besides, I saw your body yesterday, you..."
Xu Nuo couldn't bear it any longer, so he climbed off him and rolled back onto the bed, angrily pulling the quilt over himself.
"Besides, you tore up the window paper-cuts and red gauze I used for my wedding, so you have to compensate me."
It would have been fine if he hadn't mentioned this, but he got even angrier when he mentioned this promise. The mansion looked like it was going to be a wedding, and now he was even wearing his wedding dress. It looked like he was going to marry someone else before he died.
"I'm not marrying an old, second-married guy."
"But..." Qiu Jingyu looked embarrassed.
"No buts, you must have been married to someone else!"
Qiu Jingyu stared at his red, moist lips that kept opening and closing, swallowed, and his Adam's apple rolled up and down.
The young man, unaware of the approaching danger, was still chattering, but suddenly shut up after noticing the man's deep gaze.
It was too late. Qiu Jingyu leaned over and lifted his chin, gently stroking his lower lip with his thumb, then replaced his fingers with his lips and kissed him hard. His tongue, with a hint of coolness, was like a flexible snake, cunningly passing through layers of resistance and obstacles, entangled with the tender little tongue inside.
The ghost energy around Qiu Jingyu also became active, condensing into strands, and he used the same trick to get close to the young man, occasionally brushing against the exposed skin, which in turn caused a whimper from the young master who was imprisoned and unable to move.
After the kiss, Xu Nuo was completely limp, her weak hands still placed on the man's chest in a rejecting posture, breathing in the fresh air in big gulps.
He was kissed so hard that he couldn't speak, so Qiu Jingyu took the opportunity to tell him about his past.
The enemy family has produced outstanding generals for generations, who have defended the country and conquered the world for the one sitting on the throne. However, the myth of the enemy's invincibility is not a good thing. Being more powerful than the master has always been an opportunity for a good general to be eliminated by imperial power.
By the time Qiu Jingyu passed on to the generation of Qiu family, it had already declined. The side branches were constantly reduced to extinction, and Qiu Jingyu was the only one left in the direct line.
Qiu Jingyu's father died in battle on the frontier before he even reached adulthood. His mother, a woman of strong character, followed him that same night. From then on, he was left alone to bear the brunt of the huge enemy.
When his father was alive, he always taught him to live up to the ancestors of the Qiu family, restore the glory of the Qiu family, expand the territory for the royal family, and protect the world.
Unfortunately, my father was a military general after all. He only knew what was happening in the military camp and how to kill enemies on the battlefield. He knew nothing about the undercurrents in the court and the emperor's complicated and unpredictable mind.
He probably never knew until his death why the reinforcements were taking so long to arrive and why the cities they passed by had no supplies of food and grass.
Qiu Jingyu understood this truth too late. As soon as he returned to the capital from a near-death experience and took off his armor, he knelt down to accept the emperor's marriage decree. At that time, he naively believed that the emperor was merely using the marriage to bind him. Little did he know that the tyrant emperor would contemptuously fabricate a princess and promise her to him. On the day of the wedding, he forced his soldiers to leave the city and, at a mocking wedding banquet, slaughtered the entire family of his enemies.
Even though Qiu Jingyu was born with supernatural powers and unparalleled martial arts, he was ultimately outnumbered and isolated. His last act of pride was to commit suicide in the ancestral hall of his enemies, so as not to let those people take his name.
After his death, his soul was pulled out of his body and floated above his enemy's house. Perhaps he died with resentment, and most of his enemies entered the cycle of reincarnation and became evil spirits.
The old emperor was incompetent in governing the country, but he was very cunning when it came to dealing with people. He ordered people to use forbidden techniques and placed restrictions on the enemy's house, trapping them inside so they couldn't get out or be reincarnated.
Fortunately, Qiu Jingyu was quite adept at being a ghost, having become a powerful being in the ghost world over the course of several hundred years. The restriction posed no threat to him and was quickly broken. Unfortunately, the outside world had already changed hands, so he could only vent his anger by digging up the old thief's grave.
He no longer had any obsessions and didn't want to be reborn as a human being, so he simply returned to his enemy's house. Occasionally he would practice and sometimes he would just stand there aimlessly, spending a thousand years in emptiness and loneliness.
It wasn't until a very stupid little thing broke in, caused a lot of damage, threw a tantrum, and finally ran away in a huff that he regained some of the interest he had in life.
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Xu Nuo sniffled and rolled back into his arms without him noticing, hugging his neck and wiping away her tears. Qiu Jingyu didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He didn't mean to play the victim deliberately, he just wanted to tell him that he was not married before, but he didn't expect to receive such a pleasant surprise.
"Nuo Nuo, don't cry." Qiu Jingyu sighed silently. He really failed him. He resigned himself to his fate and picked him up and patted his back soothingly.
Xu Nuo wiped away his tears and said stubbornly, "I didn't cry, my eyes just felt uncomfortable!"
The stubborn boy secretly raised his head and kissed the bright and charming little red mole on his Adam's apple. The man's throat rolled unbearably.
"Be good, I'll go make you some porridge, okay?"
Xu Nuo didn't continue to challenge him this time. He just took out his phone and pressed it, "Do you, an old man, know how to use a modern gas stove? I don't want my house to be bombed. I'll just order takeout... Just hold me..."
The last sentence was spoken in a low voice, but it was still caught by the thousand-year-old evil spirit. Qiu Jingyu raised the corner of his mouth in a good mood, "Can you marry me now with peace of mind?"
Xu Nuo rolled his eyes. "I haven't settled the score with you for peeping at me while I was taking a bath, and you even scared me last night. It's too early for you to ask me to marry you... No, it's you who wants to marry me!"
Qiu Jingyu nodded obediently, "It is I who want to marry you, I will behave well."
The young master was satisfied and secretly grinned, thinking that he had not been discovered, and continued to nestle comfortably in his arms.
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