TEMBMBIWB Chapter 57
by VolareSui Chunsheng quickly stopped, responding, “What is it, Master?”
Tan Zhui had a slight headache. He rubbed his temples and said, “Put it in the woodshed in the yard. Tomorrow, I’ll take it to Grandma.”
If he threw it out now, who knew if it would sneak back again.
Sui Chunsheng acknowledged with an “oh” and immediately did as he was told.
Watching the young man carry the piglet downstairs, Tan Zhui finally turned to inspect his room.
It was a mess, pig hair was everywhere, and the bed had been thoroughly destroyed.
Although he could use magic to restore everything, he still felt uncomfortable. Thinking about how a piglet had eaten, drank, and slept in this room, his head began to throb again.
So, after the young man finished dealing with the piglet and washed up on the way, he was about to return and report to his master.
He saw his master standing on the stairs, seemingly waiting for a long time.
Tan Zhui’s expression was a little awkward, and he looked down at the young man, his face flushing slightly.
Sui Chunsheng smiled brightly, “Master, it’s locked up. I even used the Immortal Binding Rope to secure it, so it definitely won’t escape again.”
Tan Zhui hummed in response but didn’t leave, still standing there.
Sui Chunsheng tilted his head, “Master, is there anything else you need to instruct?”
The White Deer Immortal turned his face, but his gaze fell on him. He said softly, “Can I sleep in your room tonight?”
Sui Chunsheng was taken aback. His eyes widened, and he repeatedly confirmed he wasn’t dreaming or mishearing.
Afraid he might misunderstand, Tan Zhui quickly explained, “The room… still has the piglet’s scent. I’m not used to it. I’ll go back to my room after a few days when the scent has dissipated.”
Seeing that he didn’t speak, Tan Zhui asked, “Unwilling?”
Sui Chunsheng immediately replied, “Willing! I’m willing!”
He quickly pulled his master’s hand, “Your disciple will make the bed for Master.”
Tan Zhui awkwardly lingered for a long time before entering the young man’s room.
The young man’s room was built according to the one he had in Duan Xiao Peak on Fangcun Mountain, so he was familiar with it.
Sui Chunsheng took out his favorite bedding and changed it, then said, “Master, your disciple has made the bed.”
The two sat on the bed, Tan Zhui still feeling somewhat stiff.
He looked at the bright red bedding, with delicate hibiscus flowers on it. Although it wasn’t rare, he felt it was a bit too festive.
The young man’s eyes were bright as he winked at him, “Master, let’s sleep.”
“Master, do you want to sleep on the inside or the outside?”
Tan Zhui looked down and said, “I’ll sleep on the inside.”
The young man immediately moved aside, waiting.
Although Tan Zhui still felt a little embarrassed, the situation was what it was, and he couldn’t possibly go back.
He slipped under the covers, lying tightly against the wall.
The young man smiled, “Master, your disciple will blow out the lamp.”
Tan Zhui acknowledged with a hum.
The lamp in the room was blown out, and everything was plunged into darkness.
Tan Zhui felt the bed beside him sink, and the young man then slipped under the covers.
The young man didn’t snuggle up, and there was a distance between them.
But for some reason, Tan Zhui could still feel the young man’s body temperature gradually drawing closer.
Even the rhythmic breaths seemed to be falling on his ear.
He couldn’t help but turn his head to look, and he met the young man’s gaze.
Sui Chunsheng curved his eyes, “Master.”
Tan Zhui gave a muffled hum.
In the darkness, he could still see the young man’s bright eyes, the emotion in them still fervent.
Sui Chunsheng whispered, “Master, good night.”
Tan Zhui slowly closed his eyes, “Hibiscus, good night.”
After they both said this, the room fell silent again.
Although Tan Zhui had closed his eyes, he couldn’t fall asleep.
He could hear the young man’s gradually calming breaths. Even though the young man wasn’t moving, he could feel the young man’s body temperature getting hotter and seemingly getting closer to him.
Even those breaths, it was as if they were being sprayed onto his ear.
Tan Zhui’s heart was beating faster and faster. He slightly closed his eyes to look at the young man’s face.
The young man seemed to be fast asleep, his face slightly turned, facing him.
Tan Zhui stared for a long time, his gaze gradually drifting, following the eyelashes downward, resting on the young man’s nose, and then slowly falling on the young man’s lips.
Hibiscus’s mouth was different from his, relatively fuller, and its color was more rosy.
Especially the corners of the young man’s lips, which always seemed to be subtly upturned, his lip line was very beautiful.
The scene in the courtyard at dusk suddenly flashed in his mind, and Tan Zhui’s face flushed instantly.
He bit his lip and cursed himself inwardly for actually having such thoughts about Hibiscus.
Although deep affection was inevitable, it was truly shameful.
He had clearly made the young man suppress these feelings, so why was he the one falling apart?
This was clearly the result he wanted, and the distance he wanted.
He turned his head away, no longer looking at the young man.
The waves of hibiscus scent seemed to be omnipresent, subtly teasing him.
Even if he didn’t look, his mind would think.
He didn’t know how long had passed, but he still had no sleepiness at all, and the fire in his lower abdomen was burning even more fiercely.
He suddenly wanted to reach out and hold the young man’s hand, perhaps if he could touch him, his urgent feelings would be relieved.
With this thought, he did it unconsciously.
Tan Zhui slowly reached out, taking the young man’s hand.
The young man’s hand was still very warm.
He pulled the young man’s hand into his arms, seemingly finding some comfort.
Tan Zhui lightly rubbed his nose against the young man’s arm, burying his face deeper until the young man’s scent became even stronger, his body’s heat was indeed soothed.
But after a short period of comfort, there was an even stronger desire.
Tan Zhui gritted his teeth and didn’t do anything more improper, perhaps that was his last bit of reason.
His breathing was a bit heavy, falling on the young man’s arm, his hair disheveled.
When he was in a daze, the scent of hibiscus suddenly hit his face.
He was startled, and let out a muffled cry.
The young man pinned him against the wall, their breaths brushing against each other’s faces, seeming as if they would kiss at any second.
Sui Chunsheng’s voice was still sleepy and muffled, “Master…”
Tan Zhui had long been dazed by the heavy hibiscus scent, and he answered with a surprised hum.
Sui Chunsheng, “Why? Master…”
Tan Zhui was puzzled, “What.”
Sui Chunsheng moved closer, their noses almost touching, with only an inch between them.
He whispered, “Why did you move closer?”
Tan Zhui, “You’re the one who moved closer…”
Sui Chunsheng seemed to laugh, “Master, you know what I’m talking about.”
He asked again, “Why?”
“Didn’t Master say that we should act as if nothing had happened? Why are you still teasing your disciple… Master, you’re being too bad…”
Tan Zhui dared not move at all. He was unbearably hot all over, and he had already reacted. Even a slight movement would make the young man notice his abnormality.
The young man’s nose was touching his, his lips were within reach, yet he stopped.
“Master, tell your disciple, why?”
This feeling was too unbearable.
Tan Zhui’s voice was a bit soft, “I don’t know…”
The young man slowly reached out, wrapping his arms around Tan Zhui’s waist.
His movements were very gentle, yet Tan Zhui became even more stiff.
Sui Chunsheng lowered his eyes, his fingertip brushing past Tan Zhui’s reddened eyes, softly saying, “I’m going to kiss you now.”
Tan Zhui slightly frowned, letting out a muffled groan, “Don’t…”
Sui Chunsheng hummed.
“At this time, there’s no need to remind Master…”
Sui Chunsheng couldn’t help but chuckle, “Master, what are you saying? Your disciple can’t hear you clearly.”
He slowly raised Tan Zhui’s chin, but still didn’t kiss him.
Tan Zhui bit his teeth, and said with slight anger, “Let go.”
This person was deliberately teasing him.
He suddenly sobered up a bit, almost drowning in it.
He pushed the young man away, trying to struggle free.
Sui Chunsheng pressed even harder.
“Master, why? You still haven’t told your disciple… If you want to push your disciple away, then be thorough… otherwise, it will make your disciple feel that Master is playing hard to get, deliberately teasing your disciple…”
Tan Zhui glared at him angrily, “What do you want me to say? Let go! Don’t…don’t…”
He suddenly gasped, his voice also trembling slightly.
The young man’s legs were very unruly, pressing and rubbing repeatedly.
“You like me.”
Tan Zhui’s face burned, “You scoundrel!”
The young man smiled, “I’m here.”
“Master, you’re reacting to me.”
He slowly moved closer, lightly pecking Tan Zhui’s lips.
“Master, this isn’t the first time… you like me.”
Tan Zhui turned his face away, coldly scolding, “It’s rebellious.”
Sui Chunsheng scoffed, “Yes, your disciple is rebellious.”
“Please… bear with it, Master.”
He suddenly took Tan Zhui’s lips in his mouth, his attack fierce, as if he had been holding back.
Tan Zhui’s first reaction was to push him away, but his body became even more dazed, his hands tightly gripping the young man’s collar, involuntarily letting out a muffled groan.
Tan Zhui’s breathing was completely disordered. He subconsciously wanted to bite the tongue that was wreaking havoc in his mouth.
He didn’t use much force, but it successfully stimulated the young man.
Sui Chunsheng turned over and pinned him down, tearing open his collar.
Tan Zhui’s eyes widened, subconsciously pushing him away, but the young man had already bent down.
He bit his lip tightly, just barely managing to keep from making outrageous sounds, which turned into muffled moans.
The young man’s tongue was nimble, and he couldn’t help but lightly bite at that point twice.
Tan Zhui could no longer hold back and cried out, pushing the young man’s shoulder forcefully.
Tan Zhui’s last strand of reason was about to disappear, and he said in a low voice, “We, we can’t… I’m your master!”
Sui Chunsheng grabbed his hand that was pushing him, laughing, “Master, we already…”
As he spoke, he slowly bent down, “Master, here… is a bit of a mess, let your disciple help you.”