Steam still rose from the clear tea on the jade plate, but the two figures beside the chessboard were gone.
Inside, Geng Qi, clutching a piece of Rong Yu's clothing, entered the room openly and legitimately. Moonlight streamed in through the window, bathing the entire room in a soft glow, and the furnishings were clearly visible.
Compared to Chaofeng Pavilion, the furnishings here are extremely simple. Apart from a cold jade bed with a sword stand next to it, where the Drunken Shadow Sword lies horizontally embedded, there are almost no other decorations.
Geng Qi suddenly felt a little guilty.
If Master's place is so shabby, isn't his Chaofeng Pavilion a bit too extravagant?
That bed was more exquisite and much more spacious than the jade bed in his room.
"Put on your shoes and socks," Rong Yu said calmly, interrupting his scrutiny.
Geng Qi looked down at his bare feet. The path on Shangxu Peak was extremely smooth, without a single pebble. He walked barefoot from Chaofeng Pavilion to Qingyou Pavilion without feeling any discomfort or cold. Only after being reminded by this person did he pretend to shrink his feet again.
The outer robe covering my body added warmth, and with the fleece socks on, it felt like stepping on cotton wool, very comfortable.
"Go and rest."
Geng Qi happily entered the inner room, and seeing that Rong Yu showed no signs of falling asleep, he couldn't help but ask, "Master, what about you?"
Rong Yu smiled: "I'm right outside."
"..."
What a blunder!
Once one's cultivation reaches Rong Yu's level, there is absolutely no need to sleep.
Afraid that the man would leave, he had already stood by the bed when he took small steps back to the door, tugging at Rong Yu's sleeve and whispering, "Master..."
He played the victim perfectly, his panic tinged with hesitation. At his age, he was already of marriageable age in the mortal world, and he couldn't just cling to her like a child, crying and making a fuss. He subtly revealed a bit of dependence and a bit of pleading.
Rong Yu felt a jolt in his heart. The way he was addressed as "Master" melted his heart. When had this high and mighty Demon Lord ever shown such a vulnerable side?
His throat moved silently from an angle that Geng Qi couldn't see, and after a moment he sighed softly and said, "Sleep, I'm not leaving."
Geng Qi looked up in bewilderment: "Really?"
Helpless, Rong Yu could only lead him to the bedside.
After taking off his outer robe, Geng Qi bent down and climbed onto the bed covered with a quilt. As soon as his knees touched the edge of the bed, he shivered and froze for a moment before saying, "Master's bed is so cold."
Rong Yu: "..."
His bed was made of thousand-year-old cold jade, and it was indeed inappropriate for someone with his cultivation suppressed to the Qi Refining stage to lie on it. Rong Yu thought to himself, and reached out his hand, saying, "I'll take you back..."
Before the hand could even reach out, the person rolled over on the bed and was already lying on the inside.
"..."
"Master?"
Geng Qi knelt on the bed, staring at the person standing at the edge of the bed with his bright, dark eyes.
Rong Yu hesitated for a moment, then sat down on the edge of the bed.
He slept fully clothed, half-lying down, half-leaning, making it clear that he was only there to keep him company while he slept, and wouldn't sleep himself.
Geng Qi didn't mind. He lay down inside, carefully turned to his side, and gently tugged at the corner of Geng Qi's sleeve, obediently closing his eyes.
When he arrived, he never expected that he would be sleeping with Rong Yu so soon, although the meaning was somewhat different.
Rong Yu leaned against the side of the bed, lost in thought. Two luminous pearls were scattered on the headboard, their faint light illuminating the entire bed.
The person slept beside him, curled up like an insecure child.
Soon, he heard even breathing sounds around him. Rong Yu smiled helplessly; he always fell asleep very quickly.
Just as he was thinking of closing his eyes and meditating for a while, his sleeve was suddenly tightened, and a pair of hands pulled his sleeves and hugged him tightly.
"..."
Perhaps he truly felt insecure being in a hostile environment?
Rong Yu didn't think much of it. Worried that he wouldn't be able to withstand the cold air of the Jade Bed, he pulled the quilt and steamed it with his spiritual power until it was warm, then gently covered him with it. In the instant he leaned over, a head pressed against his waist.
Seemingly unintentionally, they quickly wrapped their arms and legs around her.
Geng Qi closed his eyes, tilted his head back, and uttered a single word as if in a dream: "Cold..."
Rong Yu: "..."
He had seen this person's sleeping posture before; he was very well-behaved and obedient. Even if he was sleeping uncomfortably, he would not move around randomly.
He was pretending to be asleep.
Geng Qi was indeed pretending to be asleep, but with his little face tilted back and his red lips slightly parted, he was breathing softly, showing no signs of faking sleep.
He learned this skill in the Demon Palace!
There was a gossipy fellow in the Demon Palace. Whenever he sneaked out and returned, he would always be subjected to a barrage of nagging from Leng Ning Shuang. But he had a way to avoid it. Whenever he got tired of listening, he would close his eyes, lean back, and fall asleep.
This way, even if the condenser is extremely angry, it won't be able to vent its anger.
The same thing happened now. When he hugged the person's waist, he could clearly feel the stiffness of the body in his arms. Suspicious gazes fell on the top of his head, but Geng Qi ignored them.
I was asleep, so I didn't know anything!
He just wanted to see how much Rong Yu would indulge his little apprentice. The moment he hugged him, he felt a surge of desire and was genuinely reluctant to let go.
A cool, refreshing fragrance lingered in his nostrils, a faint scent unique to Rong Yu. He felt it wasn't enough and wanted to take a deep breath, but he was afraid of revealing his true feelings. He simply told himself to hold back.
He was suffering terribly with his eyes closed, and the other person wasn't doing much better.
If you looked up at that moment, you would definitely see that person's face was as red as a tomato.
Rong Yu frantically recited the Mind-Clearing Mantra in his mind, intending to distract himself.
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