I Don’T Want To Be This Master For A Day Anymore. Chapter 70
byI will find good reasons for you
That day, Qiu Yin’an didn’t know how he returned to Qingxuan Peak.
He only remembered that the wind and snow were falling so hard that they seemed to be able to penetrate his body. His hands were so numb that they were clenched by Wan Qiongju. In his ears was the young man’s voice begging him to coax him. The words he heard most were – give me more time.
It is now the Shangyuan Festival, and the order of Qingxuan Peak has returned to normal, but Qiu Yin’an has not yet heard Wan Qiongju’s explanation.
Qiu Yin’an didn’t expect that he could forgive Wan Qiongju to this extent. Just like that, he calmed down secretly and really waited for his explanation until now.
It was dusk outside. Qiu Yin’an put down his pen after writing the last sect commandment. There was a lantern viewing party at the foot of the mountain today. Qiu Yin’an planned to go down the mountain with Wan Qiongju. By the way, he asked Wan Qiongju if the time he gave him was not enough?Still haven’t figured out how to admit your mistakes?
As soon as Qiu Yin put his hand on the door frame, the door was pushed open by Wan Qiongju from the outside. Wan Qiongju said with a bright smile on his face: “Master, everyone has gone down the mountain to enjoy the rewards. Let’s go too.”
Wan Qiongju has always liked prosperous and lively places. The smile on his face was very clear and pure at the moment, as if he didn’t remember the previous incident at all.
Seeing him looking so happy, Qiu Yin’an’s words suddenly turned into a shallow “hmm”. He suddenly wanted to put this matter aside for the time being, and it would not be much different after the Lantern Festival.
Wan Qiongju held his hand and walked happily through the crowd. In Wan Qiongju’s eyes, there were colorful lanterns, bright fireworks, and a dazzling array of playthings, but in Qiu Yin’an’s eyes, only Wan Qiongju was always reflected.
Qiu Yin’an clasped his fingers with Wan Qiongju’s and sighed inaudibly. In fact, he had been persuading himself a lot these days. Wan Qiongju must have had his reasons for doing this. He was still young and became a disciple at fifteen and followed him at sixteen. He should be more tolerant.
His Xiao Wan was so eager to improve his cultivation because he wanted to share the responsibility of sealing the demon clan and guarding the peace of the cultivation world with him. He wanted to replace Bai Chengying and become the most reliable helper around him. However, Wan Qiongju was still a young man and was eager for success in doing things. He made a mistake and became involved with the witch cultivator.
After all, these are not irreparable mistakes. Qiu Yin’s heart is always hoping that Wan Qiongju can give him a reasonable explanation. As long as the young man is willing to admit his mistakes, he will forgive him. After all, he really cares about him in his heart.
“Open your mouth.” Wan Qiongju turned his head and held up a bunch of candied haws to Qiu Yin’an’s lips. He slightly curved the corners of his mouth, looking forward to Qiu Yin’an taking a bite.
Qiu Yin’an turned his head to avoid it, pursed his lips slightly, deliberately not touching the candied haws, and kept silent.
Wan Qiongju knew why Qiu Yin’an was like this. He gently tugged on Qiu Yin’an’s sleeve and said with a bit of coquettishness in his voice: “Master, after tonight, I will tell you everything, but you have to promise me that tonight, we will just have a good holiday, okay?”
If it were anyone else, Qiu Yin’an would have beaten people to the ground at the entrance of the Blood Cave, forcing them to spit out all the causes and consequences. But Wan Qiongju was different. This young man could always make him endure it again and again, and retreat again and again, as if there was no end.
Qiu Yin’an’s eyes turned back to Wan Qiongju’s face, and finally couldn’t help but ask: “You just admit that you were confused for a moment, and you were greedy for the help of shaman cultivators to improve your cultivation, so you turned your back on me and admitted your mistake. Is it so difficult to say it?”
There was no anger in Qiu Yin’an’s tone, only helplessness. He murmured in a low voice: “It’s not that I don’t forgive you.”
Time is precious, and Qiu Yin’an hopes that every moment he spends with Wan Qiongju will be joyful, instead of being occupied by these trivial resentments.
I don’t know whether Wan Qiongju didn’t hear the muttering as soft as the wind, or whether he deliberately pretended not to hear it. In short, he didn’t give Qiu Yin’an the response he wanted.
Wan Qiongju held up the candied haws and sent them forward, with a smile that was sweeter than the candied haws on his face, “Master, take the first one. The first one is the biggest.”
Qiu Yin’an sighed secretly, but he couldn’t defeat Wan Qiongju in the end. That’s all. There were such big changes in the sect, and the two of them didn’t even have a quiet New Year’s Eve, so let’s spend this Lantern Festival together.
Qiu Yin’an bit down on the first hawthorn with a temper. One cheek was suddenly stuffed with bulges, and the corner of his mouth was stained with sparkling sugar residue.
Looking at Qiu Yin’an’s soft appearance, Wan Qiongju’s heart felt hot and he couldn’t help but move closer to kiss her, but Qiu Yin’an quickly turned his head and avoided it.
Wan Qiongju’s bright eyes dimmed instantly, and his voice was filled with disappointment, “Is Master really unwilling to tolerate me for one more day?”
Qiu Yin’an explained with slightly red cheeks: “I promised all the disciples to go down the mountain to enjoy the lanterns today. There are many people on the street. It would be bad if they bump into me.”
Even though the folk customs at the foot of the mountain are open, it is still inappropriate for a group of lords to be caught kissing each other in the street. Wan Qiongju’s mind just turned hot. Looking at those tempting lips, he wanted to hurry up without having time to think about anything. Now he realized it and smiled stupidly at Qiu Yin, “I didn’t think carefully, master, don’t blame me.”
Qiu Yin’an thought that Wan Qiongju had given up the idea, so he lowered his head and tasted the candied haws with peace of mind. Unexpectedly, when he passed a dark, short and narrow dead end, Wan Qiongju grabbed his wrist and pulled him into the shadow.
Qiu Yin’an didn’t know why, “What are you going to do?”
“No one will run into you here.” As he said that, Wan Qiongju put his palm on the back of Qiu Yin’an’s head, and pressed him against the wall with his other hand. His warm lips attached eagerly, asking for it so urgently.
After returning from the Blood Cave, due to the estrangement caused by that incident and Qiu Yin’an’s handling of sect affairs for days, the two have not been close to each other for a long time. It is self-evident how passionate the young man is at this moment.
Qiu Yin’an still had half of the unswallowed hawthorn in his mouth. He felt uncomfortable due to Wan Qiongju’s dense kiss. He hurriedly raised his hand to press Wan Qiongju’s chest, pushed her away with a punch, and then swallowed everything in his mouth.
Qiu Yin’an said slightly annoyed: “Why are you so anxious? You want to be here? Can’t you go back?”
“I can’t bear it for a moment.” Wan Qiongju’s breathing was a little urgent. He stared at Qiu Yin’an with burning eyes. “Master, please let me kiss you first to satisfy my craving.”
As he spoke, Wan Qiongju’s warm palms were already holding Qiu Yin’an’s face. Qiu Yin’an raised his hand to pull Wan Qiongju’s arm and wanted to push him away, but the force was a bit indulgent. Soon, his lips were sealed again.
Wan Qiongju carefully explored the sweetness between her lips and teeth, turning back and forth. At first, Qiu Yin’an was still nervous, but later, unknowingly, she was addicted to it.
After a long time, the two separated unsteadily, each other’s eyes filled with desire.
“Are you still shopping?”
“Go back?”
Speaking in unison, the two of them laughed out loud. This moment of understanding made all their worries disappear. In their hearts, they only wanted each other.
Wan Qiongju smiled lowly and moved closer to Qiu Yin’an’s red earlobe, “Master, I want to go inside.”
Qiu Yin’an subconsciously looked into the depths of the alley, only to see a mottled wall and nothing. This dead end, forgotten by the Lantern Festival, was dark and secluded. He didn’t understand what was going to get better here.
Qiu Yin’an turned his head and saw the meaningful smile on Wan Qiongju’s lips. He understood something in an instant, and his face suddenly burned hot.
He knocked Wan Qiongju’s shoulder angrily and cursed: “Little beast.”
Wan Qiongju smiled instead of being angry, and dug deeper into Qiu Yin’an’s chest, “My good master, please pet this little beast like me.”
The two men hurried back to Qingxuan Peak. As soon as they stepped into the mountain gate, they suddenly heard the sound of rapid footsteps in the distance. A disciple staggered and knelt down a step away from Qiu Yin’an. Blood was dripping from the corner of his mouth, and he covered his chest and said urgently: “Your Majesty, it’s not good, Lin Yuxian is back.”