teaching
"Ah? Are you really going to teach me?" Xixi, who thought she would be frightened by his words, did not show the expected reaction. Instead, she looked at him excitedly.
If she did this, Gu Tinglan would really suspect whether she did it on purpose.
But seeing her curious eyes, Gu Tinglan's ears quickly turned red at a speed visible to the naked eye, and then spread to his neck and cheeks.
"Understand a little bit." He seemed to be arguing with something and didn't want to admit that these things were a bit restricted for him.
He walked to the bedside almost at the same time, his eyes wandering. He didn't dare to look directly at the pile of colorful and bold "teaching aids" on the bed, let alone look at Xixi's amber eyes that were full of pure curiosity and thirst for knowledge.
"You, you put this... down first." His voice was a little tense, and he pointed to the ring-shaped object that Xixi was still holding.
Xixi said "Oh" and put it down obediently, but immediately picked up the pink ball that was still vibrating slightly and handed it to him. "What about this one? It keeps buzzing. Is it broken?"
The subtle vibration sound seemed particularly clear and... ambiguous in the quiet bedroom.
Gu Tinglan took a half step back as if scalded, nearly bumping into the bedside table. His cheeks flushed, and his breathing became irregular. He snatched the ball away, frantically finding the switch and flipping it off.
"It's not broken!" His voice was a little nervous, and if you listened carefully, it even sounded a little off. He held the small ball as if it were a piece of red-hot charcoal. "These are not the toys you usually play with."
"What is that?" Xixi tilted her head, becoming even more curious. She knelt up and moved closer to him, almost feeling the heat radiating from him. "Xiyin said it was a gift for me, and it's so mysterious. How do I play with it?"
Gu Tinglan was forced to retreat step by step, his back pressed against the cold wall, with nowhere to retreat. His eyes darted around, not daring to look at her. His Adam's apple rolled up and down nervously, and beads of sweat even seeped out of his forehead.
Even when facing the most ferocious monsters or the most complicated formations, I have never been so helpless.
"These are... are..." He opened his mouth, the words rolling over and over on his tongue, but he couldn't utter them. Explaining these things to his little girl seriously... was even harder than asking him to challenge the Lin family's patriarch.
Xixi looked at his embarrassed expression, blinked, and suddenly seemed to understand something. She said with sudden enlightenment, "Ah! Is it very expensive? So you feel bad? It's okay, I'll ask Xiyin not to buy such weird things next time..."
"It's not about the price!" Gu Tinglan blurted out, his voice rising a little. He immediately regretted it, his cheeks reddening even more. He took a deep breath and tried to calm himself, but it had little effect.
He closed his eyes, as if making up his mind, and finally mustered the courage to look at Xixi, but his eyes were still flickering. He picked up the feather brush, his fingertips trembling.
"This... is not for tickling." His voice was dry and he spoke very slowly, as if he was reciting some difficult ancient Chinese text. "It is... it is used to... um... add... interest." The last few words were almost caught in his throat.
"Interest?" Xixi was even more confused. "What interest?"
Gu Tinglan: “…” Help.
He picked up the thing that was mistaken for a bracelet, gestured with his fingers stiffly, and said in a voice so low that it was almost inaudible: "This... is not worn on the hand... It's... worn... somewhere else..."
"Where?" Xixi asked to get to the bottom of it.
Gu Tinglan felt like he was about to suffocate. He even regretted covering her eyes the first time to prevent her from looking around. But even if he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he could guess what it was, right?
She is too naive.
Looking at Xixi's "studious baby" appearance, he finally couldn't bear it anymore and swept everything in his hands onto the bedside table, making crackling sounds.
Then he suddenly leaned over, his hands on the bed on both sides of Xixi's body, trapping her between him and the wall. His face was very close to her, red almost dripping blood, his breath was hot, his eyes were full of embarrassment, helplessness, and a hint of a provoked, unfamiliar restlessness.
"Xixi," he called her by her full name, his voice unusually hoarse. "If you keep asking... I might... really have to do some even more 'out-of-the-box' instruction."
He leaned very close, his warm breath brushing against her lips, carrying a hint of danger. Sissy finally realized that something unusual was going on. Looking at his lips, glistening with water, and his eyes, which were suppressing a storm, her cheeks began to heat up, and she subconsciously licked her lips.
"Beyond the standard?" she repeated in a low voice, her heart beating like a drum. But when she saw Gu Tinglan's suddenly red ears and the forced calmness in his eyes, the cunning curve at the corner of her mouth could no longer be suppressed, and her amber eyes rolled around rapidly, like a little fox that had discovered a secret treasure.
"Did you do that on purpose?" Gu Tinglan's Adam's apple rolled, her voice a little hoarse. Her slight pride couldn't be hidden from him. He suddenly leaned forward, his warm breath brushing against the extremely sensitive skin on her neck. His teeth, with a sense of punishment, rubbed the soft flesh lightly, leaving an ambiguous wet mark and a slight sting.
"Hiss--" Xixi took a light breath, her body subconsciously tensed, but then half of it softened.
"Will you dare to do it again next time?" He raised his head, his nose almost touching hers, his eyes dark and dark, with a dangerous, half-smile in them.
Xixi pouted in dissatisfaction, but her arms wrapped around his neck like vines. She tilted her head back and bit his protruding Adam's apple. The force was very light, more like a coquettish provocation.
"Who did it on purpose?" Her voice was muffled in the crook of his neck, and her warm breath sprayed on his skin, bringing a subtle shudder. "At most... I just guessed a little. If I really knew everything, you should be crying!"
She complained righteously, her slender white fingers unconsciously curling the ends of his slightly damp hair.
"I never left the house before. I ate and slept all day, and the plays I watched were all 800-year-old antiques. How could I possibly know these things?"
What's more, for a succubus, the body itself is the most natural temptation, and there is enough interest, so why rely on external objects?
"So," Gu Tinglan chuckled, pressing his palm soothingly on the back of her head as she was still rubbing against his neck, his fingertips running through her soft hair, bringing a tingling sensation, "Are you really curious?" The tension in his voice dissipated a little, replaced by a deeper, indulgent helplessness.
"I can teach you," he paused, stroking her earlobe with his fingertips, feeling the small soft flesh quickly warm up, "but... you can't regret it."
"Whoever regrets is a puppy!" Xixi suddenly raised her head, her chin held high, with an attitude of risking everything, and the light in her eyes was surprisingly bright.
"That's what you said."
Gu Tinglan's eyes suddenly darkened, like sunlight instantly sucked into the deep sea, leaving only a dark, swirling vortex. He tightened his arms around her waist slightly, pulling her away from him without a word. Xixi, thinking he was about to go back on his word, immediately clutched the fabric of his shirt at his waist, her fingertips turning white. His face was filled with accusations of "you actually didn't keep your word" and a subtle hint of grievance.
Gu Tinglan looked down at her tightly clenched hands, then looked up at her expression that looked as if she had been betrayed. His Adam's apple rolled up and down, and he suddenly laughed softly, his chest vibrating with magnetism.
"So urgent?" He raised his eyebrows and deliberately prolonged his tone with obvious teasing.
"I'm just anxious! What's wrong with being anxious?" Xixi was a little annoyed by his smile, and suddenly remembered a line she had heard in some melodramatic drama - "When you love someone, you will desire to possess all of him, both physically and mentally."
She really wanted to stick to him and touch him all the time, but...why did he always seem to be restraining himself? Every time she took the initiative, he even ran away?
Could it be that... he didn't really want her that much?
This thought was like a tiny needle, piercing her heart unexpectedly, causing a sharp pain. No! She had to keep pestering him to get him! The more she thought about it, the angrier she became. She grabbed the corner of his shirt and yanked hard!
Gu Tinglan was caught off guard and was pulled down by her. Her figure, with a refreshing aura, instantly enveloped her. He was about to open his mouth to make fun of this sudden embrace when he felt her waist being tightly embraced. Then her nasal, but extremely stubborn, declaration rang in his ears:
"If you dare to run, you're dead!" She paused, as if she had made a great decision. Her voice trembled slightly, but was unusually clear. "And... don't cover my eyes this time! I, want, to, see!"
Gu Tinglan was stunned, a hint of surprise flashed across his eyes, but when he saw the unquestionable seriousness in her slightly red eyes, the softest part of his heart was deeply touched.
He sighed, and all his teasing thoughts turned into endless tenderness. He lowered his head and gently rubbed her nose with his tall nose. His voice was low and doting, "Okay, I won't run away. You can look at it however you want, and I'll do whatever you want. Is that okay?"
Xixi buried her hot cheeks between his tight abdominal muscles and nodded slightly, like a cat whose fur was finally stroked.
So cute. Gu Tinglan's heart softened as he rubbed her hair.
"Can you let me go now?" He said with a smile, "I'm just going to close the door." He paused deliberately, pretending to be shocked by sudden realization, "Could it be... that you have a habit of leaving doors open? Aren't you afraid... that someone might suddenly come in?"
Although there is a high probability that there will be no one else in this house, but... what if his parents suddenly attack on a whim?
Xixi had obviously thought of this possibility, and her cheeks flushed bright red, like a ripe tomato. She pushed him away, her eyes wandering, but her tone was deliberately fierce, urging him, "Then, then why don't you turn it off!"
Gu Tinglan looked at her timid appearance and replied with a low smile, "Okay."
He turned and walked a few steps to the bedroom door. His slender fingers grasped the door handle and gently pulled it.
“Click.”
With a slight sound, the door lock fell.
Xixi walked over to the "gift" Xixi confidently, holding up the silicone ring, tilting her head with pure curiosity, "So... how do you use this?"
Gu Tinglan approached the bedside, each step akin to treading on a taut string. He didn't answer directly, but leaned over and gently took the ring from her hand. His fingertips carelessly brushed against her palm, causing a slight shudder.
His eyes swept over the pile of colorful and bold "gifts" on the bed, and his Adam's apple rolled slightly. Then, he picked up the pink ball that Xixi had first felt itchy in her palm.
"Here," he flipped the switch, and the ball immediately began to vibrate in his palm. The sound seemed deeper and more ambiguous than when it was in her hand. He took Xixi's hand and gently placed the vibrating ball on her fingertips. "Feel it."
Subtle yet intense vibrations instantly penetrated her fingertips, spreading along her nerve endings, bringing a strange, tingling tingle. Xixi subconsciously tried to withdraw her hand, but Gu Tinglan held it firmly.
"Don't be afraid," his voice deepened with a hypnotic magnetism, "feel it... different frequencies will give different feelings." He manipulated the ball, making the subtle vibrations sometimes rapid and sometimes slow, like living electric currents, dancing on her sensitive fingertips.
Xixi's breathing became slightly faster, and a strange, indescribable feeling grew from the place where she was touched, making her a little at a loss, but she couldn't help wanting to experience more.
Gu Tinglan observed her reaction, his eyes darkening. He put down the ball and picked up the feather brush. The soft white feathers, each distinct and pure, seemed flawless, yet at this moment, they held a unique allure.
He did not brush her arm with the feather, but instead used the tip of the feather to very gently and subtly sweep across her slightly red earlobe.
"Hmm..." Xixi shuddered suddenly, letting out a very light nasal sound, and subconsciously shrank her neck. The touch was too light and too itchy, like a snowflake landing on the most sensitive skin, melting instantly but leaving behind an unignorable throbbing sensation.
The feather slowly slid down and brushed across her slender neck, sending waves of subtle but unbearable itchiness through her body, causing tiny bumps to appear on her skin.
Xixi's breathing became completely disordered, her body felt slightly hot, and an inexplicable sense of emptiness rose from deep within her abdomen. She looked into Gu Tinglan's close, focused, and deep eyes, feeling like a butterfly gently entangled in a spider web, unable to struggle, and unwilling to do so.
He then picked up the ring she had initially tried to put on her wrist.
"This," he explained in a low, hoarse voice, "is not worn there."
He guided her hand, but instead of putting it on her wrist... he slowly and suggestively put the soft and elastic ring on one of her slender toes.
The cool touch and the subtle feeling of being bound made Xixi's toes curl up subconsciously, and her face suddenly flushed. She seemed to... somewhat understand the purpose of these things.
Gu Tinglan leaned over, his warm hands grasping her slender ankles, his fingertips gently tracing the sensitive soles of her feet. Her toes, adorned with the special rings, seemed particularly voluptuous and fragile at that moment.
"The next course," he raised his head, his gaze fixed on her hazy eyes, a hint of aggressive arc at the corner of his lips, "will require more in-depth...practical teaching."
He lowered his head and kissed the instep of her ringed foot. His warm lips contrasted sharply with the cool silicone. At the same time, he picked up the vibrating ball again, but this time, he didn't place it on her fingertips.
The buzzing sound became unusually clear in the silent room, accompanied by Xixi's suddenly high-pitched, tearful scream...
The moonlight outside the window shyly retreated into the clouds, leaving only a warm lamp by the bed, casting the overlapping figures and the blushing silhouettes of "teaching aids" on the gently swaying curtains. Tonight's "hot pot night" was destined to be "boiling" to the extreme in another way.
******
The afternoon sun filtered through the gauze curtains, casting a warm, lazy shadow on the floor. Gu Tinglan slept until noon, a rare moment for him. The moment he regained consciousness, his first sensation was the heavy weight in his arms and the sound of his even, shallow breathing.
He tilted his head slightly. Sissy was still sound asleep, her silver hair spread all over the pillow, her cheeks flushed with health, her long eyelashes casting soft shadows under her eyes, and the corners of her mouth slightly tilted up. I wonder if she was having a sweet dream. He carefully, almost holding his breath, pulled back his arm, which had been numb from being pillowed by her. His movements were so gentle, as if he was afraid to disturb a fragile treasure.
He got out of bed and stepped barefoot on the soft carpet. He looked back at her again, making sure that he didn't wake her up, then quietly put on his slippers and planned to go to the kitchen to make her something to eat.
I just closed the bedroom door gently, turned around, and stopped in my tracks.
In the living room, Gu Chen and Ji Yunbai had arrived at some point and were sitting quietly on the sofa. The sunlight outlined their slightly tired but still straight backs.
The gentleness on Gu Tinglan's face instantly faded, covered with a light layer of frost. He didn't say anything, but walked straight to the kitchen, opened the refrigerator, took out eggs and milk, and completely ignored their presence.
The air was so stagnant that it was suffocating.
Ji Yunbai stood up and walked to the kitchen door. Looking at his son's indifferent profile, his lips moved and his voice was a little dry, "Ting Lan."
Gu Tinglan didn't stop beating the eggs at all, as if he didn't hear anything.
"We..." Gu Chen also came over and stood beside his wife, speaking in a heavy tone, "I know you don't want to see us right now. There are some things I must tell you."
Gu Tinglan finally stopped, but didn't turn around. He just turned his back to them, his voice emotionless. "If you're here to explain your difficulties, there's no need. The result is already here."
"Your birth was never a calculation!" Ji Yunbai's voice suddenly rose, with a hint of uncontrollable excitement and sobs, "You are the child we have been waiting for for so long! You came into this world because of love!"
Gu Tinglan's back stiffened almost imperceptibly.
Gu Chen took a deep breath and continued, speaking faster, as if afraid that if he stopped, he would be unable to speak again. "It was long after you were born that we accidentally learned from the most secret fragments of our family's scrolls that the truth about our ancestors' assistance to the Lin family and the subsequent loss of the Demon-Suppressing Bell led to a huge mistake. We wanted to make amends and searched frantically for the whereabouts of the Demon-Suppressing Bell..."
His voice was filled with powerlessness. "When we finally found it, we discovered it had been damaged during the turmoil of the past. Its power had become extremely unstable, and... it seemed to only faintly sense the unique aura of your bloodline. That's when we realized things were far more complicated and difficult than we had imagined."
"Just as we were trying to repair the Demon-Suppressing Bell and find a way to reverse the situation, the Lin family discovered our intentions." Ji Yunbai's voice trembled. "The Lin family's head personally took action, allied with several elders, and used an extremely sinister magical weapon... to trap us in a rift in time and space."
Gu Tinglan turned around abruptly, and a hint of shock finally flashed in his eyes.
"That rift has almost cut off all contact with the outside world." Gu Chen's voice deepened, tinged with humiliation and anger. "We can't escape. We can only watch time pass by and the Lin family's plan progress step by step. Our only consolation is that the magic weapon seems to have its limits. Its power occasionally fluctuates, allowing one of us to break free for a very brief moment."
Ji Yunbai's eyes were filled with tears. "Every time we come out, we want to find you immediately, tell you everything, and protect you... But each time, the time is too short, so short that we can only take a look at you from afar to confirm whether you are okay. Then we have to return immediately, otherwise we will be pulled back into that nothingness, and it may even attract the attention of the Lin family..."
So, those vague, fleeting figures in his childhood were not his hallucinations?
So, they were not absent from his life intentionally, but were imprisoned like trapped animals in an unknown corner, watching everything happen?
The eggshell in Gu Tinglan's hand had been crushed to pieces without him noticing, the liquid dripping through his fingers onto the polished floor. He stared blankly at his parents' tired, aged faces, his mother's suppressed tears, his father's clenched fists...
The high wall in his heart, built of indifference and alienation, quietly cracked at this moment.
It turns out that it’s not that I don’t love you.
It turns out that they are also victims.
It turned out that they had been trying to protect him in that desperate way.
The only sounds left in the kitchen were suppressed breathing and tiny particles of dust dancing in the sunlight.
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