I Don’T Want To Be This Master For A Day Anymore. Chapter 42
byFixed refresh of Yao Ye
After sending Elder Qianhe away, Qiu Yin’an was in a good mood, with a smile on his face. Although he felt uncomfortable, his steps were brisk.
Qiu Yin’an turned to the study room, wanting to tell Wan Qiongju the good news immediately. When he opened the door, there was no one in the room. Wan Qiongju must have been tired after watching the exercises for a long time.
Qiu Yin’an turned around and walked to his yard, guessing that the person had rested there. Sure enough, as soon as he entered the door, he looked into the inner room and saw the figure he wanted to see.
Wan Qiongju held a small copper nail on his back and carefully nailed a soft cushion to the wooden edge of the bed. Qiu Yin’an avoided Wan Qiongju’s gaze lightly, walked around behind him, and covered Wan Qiongju’s eyes with his hands.
The moment Qiu Yin’an opened the door, Wan Qiongju knew that he had come in. He just sensed that Qiu Yin’an was getting playful and cooperated with him.
Wan Qiongju curled his lips and chuckled, teasingly: “Brother Xiaoye, stop making trouble.”
“What? He did this to you?” Qiu Yin’an put down his hands and angrily asked Yao Ye to argue. After all, Yao Ye had said something about his admiration for Wan Qiongju yesterday. At this moment, he firmly believed that Yao Ye must have been frivolous towards Wan Qiongju.
Wan Qiongju wrapped his arms around Qiu Yin’an’s waist and asked Qiu Yin’an to sit on his lap, face to face, “I’m just teasing you, how could he be so close to me.”
“Really?” Qiu Yin’an’s voice was filled with anger.
Wan Qiongju didn’t know the conversation between the two of them, so he didn’t understand why Qiu Yin’an was so serious about such a joke, but he still coaxed: “I have such a good person as my master, how can I get involved with others.”
Qiu Yin’an raised the corners of his lips slightly arrogantly, but his words were still full of jealousy. He pretended to be angry and said: “What’s wrong with him? What kind of treasure does he have in Jiuling Mountain? How do I know whether you are more greedy for money or more lustful?”
Wan Qiongju kissed Qiu Yin’an on the face and said, “The only thing I covet is you.”
The anger on Qiu Yin’an’s face disappeared in an instant, her ears became hotter and hotter, and her cheeks turned red. Wan Qiongju reached out to untie Qiu Yin’an’s girdle. Qiu Yin’an immediately came to his senses and slapped Wan Qiongju’s dishonest hand, “Do you want to kill me?”
The young man pretended to be aggrieved, “Am I not in a hurry to improve my cultivation?”
Qiu Yin’an pinched Wan Qiongju’s face and said, “You know exactly what you are thinking.”
Wan Qiongju smiled sweetly: “How can I think of anything else at the end of the day?”
Qiu Yin’an raised his hand and was about to slap him, but when he saw the young man’s handsome face, no matter how naughty he was, it turned into affection. He retracted his hand and cast a white look at the shameless young man.
Qiu Yin’an looked at the soft cushion that had just been nailed on the head of the bed. The cushion was made of yellow brocade, with a few clusters of fine orchids embroidered on the edges. He asked, “Why did you do that? Yellow is too dazzling, I don’t like it, and I don’t like orchids either.”
“Didn’t you knock your head yesterday? Get a soft cushion to avoid pain.” Wan Qiongju touched the top of Qiu Yin’an’s hair that was knocked yesterday. “I only found this material, so I’ll make do with it for now. I’ll go down the mountain to buy it tomorrow and change it to the style you like.”
Qiu Yin’an pushed Wan Qiongju’s shoulders and pushed him down. He pinched Wan Qiongju’s chin and asked, “When can I knock your head?”
Wan Qiongju replied with a smile: “I gave in yesterday because Master was embarrassed.”
Qiu Yin’an pouted, “Is your name also Rang?”
Wan Qiongju hummed slightly and looked at Qiu Yin’an with raised eyebrows. Seeing Qiu Yin’an frowning and curling his lips, he said frankly after a while: “Master, give me some more time. I’m used to us being like this now. It’s hard for me to adapt to a sudden change.”
Qiu Yin’an felt inexplicably aggrieved. Why could he allow Wan Qiongju to toss him so many times, but Wan Qiongju wouldn’t let him touch her even once?
He pursed his lips and stared at Wan Qiongju for a long time. Seeing Wan Qiongju lowering her eyes, her long eyelashes casting a small shadow under her eyes, and seeming to feel a little guilty, Qiu Yin’an softened her heart.
Qiu Yin’an knew that he loved Wan Qiongju so much that he was addicted to it. He had endless indulgence for Wan Qiongju. He had already been deeply involved in this relationship, unable to extricate himself, and was willing to indulge.
If you like someone, you won’t be angry for long. Qiu Yin’an finally sighed and said: “That’s it.”
He turned over and lay down next to Wan Qiongju. He looked at the top of the bed and said, “After Chenliang abdicates and the witch cultivator has cleaned up, let’s get married.”
Qiu Yin’an curled her fingers and said, “On the wedding night, I want you just once. Just once.”
Wan Qiongju held Qiu Yin’an’s hand, looked sideways at Qiu Yin’an’s face and said, “Okay.”
Wan Qiongju asked: “Master, why did Elder Qianhe come to you today? Were you in a good mood when you first came in?”
Mentioning this matter, the smile on Qiu Yin’an’s lips rose to the top of his eyebrows. He tapped the brocade quilt with his fingertips, blinking his bright eyes and said: “That old fool Chenliang, in order to help the witches repair the sect, actually wanted to select the best disciples from the elders and send them to serve as witch cultivators. This angered the elders. Now the elders are finally on my side.”
As Wan Qiongju listened, his brows furrowed imperceptibly, and then relaxed, “What kind of situation the witch cultivator was in those days, people who can survive in such a situation are definitely not ordinary people. Chenliang just gives him gifts, how can the witch cultivator use the burden he sent? He sent people there, it’s not like he wanted to help the witch cultivator restore the sect, but he seemed to want to put people in.”
Qiu Yin’an slapped her thigh and suddenly realized, “Yes, why didn’t I think of it?”
He sat up with his arms supported by the soft quilt, “Chenliang’s ambition is really big, but the development of things now is conducive to me ascending to the position of Lord, let them shaman cultivators and Chenliang dog eat dog.”
Wan Qiongju also stood up and sat sideways on the edge of the bed, with one leg bent and the other hanging casually. His hands were resting on his sides. He looked casual and casual. “Master is going to deal with Chen Liang. Can I share some of my duties with you, my disciple?”
Qiu Yin’an raised his eyebrows, deliberately sullen his face in contemplation, tapped his chin with his fingertips, and said slowly after a long while: “Go and clean up the group of witch cultivators, leaving no one behind.”
Wan Qiongju chuckled, leaned over, and rubbed Qiu Yin’an’s cheek with the tip of his nose. There was a bit of coquettishness in his voice, “Master, you are making things too difficult for me.”
The warm breath gently brushed Qiu Yin’an’s cheek, making Qiu Yin’an a little itchy. He reached out and scratched it, then held Wan Qiongju’s face, and rubbed the young man’s warm skin with his fingertips. He said from the bottom of his heart: “You don’t have to do anything, I will protect you well and give you a stable life.”
The two people looked at each other with stars in their eyes, and the love in their eyes made them unconsciously want to get closer. Finally, their lips touched each other, and everything was kneaded into their lips and teeth.
“So the future Young Master of Qingxuan Peak, Muyang Xianzun, Chenliang, what exactly are you going to do?”
A sudden sound came, and the two separated in panic. Looking at the threshold, Yao Ye was leaning on the door frame, tilting his head, looking straight at the two of them with a narrow smile on his lips.
Qiu Yin’an’s face suddenly turned red, and she couldn’t tell whether she was ashamed or angry.
“Yao Ye, you can’t just enter my room without knocking on the door now. I’m not the only one here.”
Yao Ye shrugged nonchalantly, “It’s not like I’ve never seen you two kiss before, so there’s nothing to make a fuss about.”
Yao Ye raised his feet and walked into the room, “You two don’t want to have an in-depth communication, right? If so, I’ll leave. If you just haven’t kissed enough, I’ll have a sip of tea and wait for you two for a while.”
Qiu Yin’an gritted his teeth and said, “It’s a clear day and the sun is shining brightly. Stop talking nonsense. Why are you looking for me?”
“Look what you said, I am on your territory now, this is how you treat guests?” Yao Ye moved to sit down at the table in the outer room, picked up the teapot and poured himself a cup of tea, “So, what are you going to do about Chenliang? He is the murderer who indirectly killed my sister, you must not let him off lightly.”