Chapter 26 (2/2)
On the other side, however, Hua HuaiXiu didn't have much of a friends.h.i.+p with Lu QingYi. Not to mention that one of them had loads of concerns in his mind, while the other didn't feel like exchanging conventional courtesies. As a result, after a short conversation, they quieted down and listened to Fan JiJing and Cheng ChengCheng talk in high spirits.
”It's a pity that Brother Duanmu joined the Demonic Sect. Otherwise, it would be even better if the three of us could gather together!”
Lu QingYi narrowed his eyes. ”The three of us?”
Cheng ChengCheng knew he had slipped his tongue, but he couldn't say anything in front of Hua HuaiXiu and Fan JiJing. He was forced to cover it with a laugh, ”Does Brother Lu feel tired? Why don't we go back to our room first?”
Lu QingYi was very cooperative and yawned, ”That sounds fine too.”
Cheng ChengCheng was already standing while he was still talking, but Lu QingYi's b.u.t.t was still firmly glued to the surface of the chair.
”Hehe.” Cheng ChengCheng casted a glance at the seemingly pensive Hua HuaiXiu, then he urged in a low voice, ”Brother Lu?”
Lu QingYi stretched his legs, then faced upwards as he looked at him. ”I'm old. Too tired to walk.”
Cheng ChengCheng: ”…”
Both Fan JiJing and Hua HuaiXiu seemed to have made out something. When Cheng ChengCheng looked at them again, they intentionally looked away.
Cheng ChengCheng smiled bitterly, ”Then what's Brother Lu's opinion?”
Lu QingYi reached out his arms.
”…” Cheng ChengCheng glanced towards the side.
”Every family has their own family matters.” Lu QingYi paused for a second, then tossed out an even more profound sentence, ”Whose family doesn't, right?”
Fan JiJing smiled at him slightly as they reached a tacit mutual understanding.
Cheng ChengCheng had no other choice but to lower his body.
Lu QingYi threw himself onto his back with ease through experience.
Only after Cheng ChengCheng felt the familiar weight totally s.h.i.+ft onto his back did he get up and say goodbye to Fan JiJing and Hua HuaiXiu.
Fan JiJing specially accompanied them for some distance before coming back. As soon as he entered the room, he saw Hua HuaiXiu sitting by the table, staring blankly at the candle light.
”Relax. The people from the Hua Family won't come to visit.” He thought he was worried about this.
Hua HuaiXiu lifted his head and asked in a low voice, ”Lu Zhangmen and Cheng Chengcheng are… right?”
Although there was a word missing the between ”are” and ”right”, Fan JiJing still understood it. He slowly nodded.
For some relations.h.i.+ps, other people couldn’t tell because they had never experienced them. Once you had the experience, you could clearly see it. Weren't Lu QingYi's words also implying this?
Hua HuaiXiu wondered, ”Could it be that cut-sleeves [2] is really becoming a fas.h.i.+on that will prevail in the pugilistic world?”
Fan JiJing laughed, ”I don't know about others. But at least we are.”
”And Ji WuDi and Yuan AoCe. I've heard that Mingzun and Xueyi Hou are as well.” Hua HuaiXiu suddenly found it absurd. ”Maybe I would even feel strange if some man and woman were to marry now.”
Fan JiJing walked over and sat next to him. ”Isn't it a good thing?”
”A good thing?” Hua HuaiXiu gazed at him.
”In this case, you marrying into the Jiuhua Sect would be justified, and n.o.body will criticize you anymore.” Fan JiJing replied, grabbing Hua HuaiXiu's hand.
Ever since their relations.h.i.+p became clear, Fan JiJing liked to get fresh with him.
The sound of footsteps came from outside the door.
Hua HuaiXiu hastily withdrew his hands.
”Fan Zhangmen,” the little daoist priest who greeted them earlier said behind the door, ”I brought hot water for you two to take bath.”
”Take a bath?” The unhappiness on Fan JiJing’s face immediately turned into a smile. He opened the door and said amiably, ”Thank you for going through all the trouble to bring it.”
The daoist priest replied with a succession of ”I don't deserve it.” In the end he said, ”I'll bring another bucket in a moment.”
”There's no need. ” Fan JiJing interrupted him at once.
Both Hua HuaiXiu and the little daoist priest stared at him.
Fan JiJing coughed and said, ”I don't like to bathe. So letting my cousin have it is enough.”
”…” The little daoist priest tried his best to control his facial expression so that he would not show any disgust.
As soon as the door was closed, Fan JiJing immediately took off every piece of clothing on him.
Hua HuaiXiu was rendered speechless by him. He looked at Fan JiJing, and then said, ”Didn't you say that you weren't going to wash?”
”I'll help you wash.” Fan JiJing stuck out his face and moved closer.
”No.” Hua HuaiXiu coldly refused. ”Unless you agree to let me stay on top.”
Fan JiJing answered without even thinking about it, ”Okay!”
His readiness unexpectedly aroused Hua HuaiXiu's suspicion, fearing that he had some other tricks up his sleeve.
Hua HuaiXiu's anxiousness was soon confirmed.
Water dashed back and forth in the bath.
The water temperature gradually decreased, but their bodies became hotter and hotter.
”The top I said was… not me sitting on top, you let it… Oh!”
The disputes over the problem of top or bottom ended on a painful yet delightful long note, and next would be the problem of time.
Translator’s Notes:
[1] Original word is Cloud and Rain, a Chinese term vaguely referring to lovemaking. [back]
[2] How ancient Chinese people refer to h.o.m.os.e.xual relations.h.i.+ps. [back]
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