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Ch132 - Does Master not like me because I’m always sticking too close to martial brother… (1/2)

Who Touched My Tail Xiao Xuan 58510K 2022-07-20

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9.17 – Does Master not like me because I’m always sticking too close to martial brother…

translator: xiin

editors: misogi & BlueBug

Due to the influence of his spiritual root, Chi Lan’s body temperature was a little higher than that of ordinary people. When his hand touched Xue Ling’s skin, the burn caught all of Xue Ling’s attention.

“Master…” His voice carried grievance. He seemed to be asking for mercy and hoping that his call would pull the man back from the brink of being controlled by desire.

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In fact, Xue Ling knew that it was useless. He even knew that his call would only fan the fires of the man’s desire, but he couldn’t just expectantly send himself over to entangle with the man. It was rare for him to have an opportunity to star in a play where the disciple was unwillingly dragged into a little black room; he would not be so silly as to stop the act on his own initiative.

And in reality, this was also the case. This kind of taboo relationship between master and disciple had long been a large stone that pressed down on Chi Lan’s heart. It was precisely because of this concern that he had been suppressing the feelings in his heart for the past few hundred years. And it was also because of this that he had forcefully kept himself from doing anything to Xue Ling while he was in secluded cultivation. But it was different now. This person was already in his arms, and he could do whatever he wanted. Although the youth was still trying to resist, these movements of his were neither painful, nor itchy. They only served to further stir up his interest.

Chi Lan gently placed this person onto the bed, lowered his head to kiss him on the forehead, and said, “Be good. Master will be gentler.”

Xue Ling thought in his heart that playing harder was also acceptable, but on the surface he still showed a face full of fear. He looked very pitiful, very desirable. “Master, embrace unity and harmony, keep your soul sober and calm, you must hold on…”

Chi Lan basically ignored his nonsense. After pulling his shirt apart, he unfastened his inner robe. Xue Ling’s hands were wrapped together by one of his and held in place over his head, and his legs were pushed apart by Chi Lan’s own. His body was slightly bent, and Chi Lan forcefully raised his head and waist a little.

If he was by the wall, he would be in the perfect position to be slammed against it. But now, his entire body was under the other person’s control on the bed, and his struggles caused his clothing to slip, showing a snow-white, slender waist.

Chi Lan’s hand slid along his waist and completely undid his inner robe, revealing the two points on the front of his chest as well as the clavicle that had been hidden before.

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The wind was a little cold, and Chi Lan’s hands were hot. On the bed, Xue Ling struggled a little and discovered that this fellow probably had no intention of letting him go this time.

“Disciple, if you don’t obey, your Master will probably really go into Qi deviation.” The man shamelessly lowered his head to say these words by his ear. His tone of voice was very calm and steady, but the content made Xue Ling really want to bite him.

Since he wanted to bite, Xue Ling really went ahead and bit him on the shoulder.

Chi Lan made no other moves. When he was being bitten by Xue Ling, he even relaxed his body, deliberately cooperating with him so that his teeth could sink in. It seemed that Xue Ling’s bite really suited his wishes, and made him very delighted.

It wasn’t until he could taste blood in his mouth that Xue Ling relaxed, his expression full of grievance. It looked as though biting him had not made him happy at all. “Master, was one time not enough… why do you have to defile me like this…”

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All the things he had spoken before had not caused Chi Lan’s expression to change, but this one sentence had an effect.

Chi Lan bent over and dropped another kiss on his forehead. His voice was very quiet and represented the little reason he had left. “Sorry, disciple.”

This statement was an apology, but also expressed his determination. Xue Ling understood that he had really thought it through clearly, and would not let go of him so easily today.

He closed his eyes as though he had become disillusioned with the world, and seemed determined to pretend to be a corpse while the deed was being done.

Chi Lan pressed his lips together, obviously unhappy with his disciple’s current state. He released the hand that was holding down Xue Ling’s, and allowed the two’s movements to appear a little more intimate rather than as though he was the one forcing matters. He once again kissed Xue Ling’s cheek, and said, “Be good, little disciple. Open your eyes, or you will regret it.”

Xue Ling turned his head away and refused to look at him.

Which meant that he missed the fact that Chi Lan’s eyes had turned pitch-black.

And then, another voice burst into his ears and his entire body stiffened.

That was Yu Shaofeng’s voice, “Martial brother! I succeeded…” He stopped abruptly in the middle of the sentence. Xue Ling immediately opened his eyes – he had not expected the man to make this kind of move. He twisted his head to look at the dazed Yu Shaofeng who had impatiently waited for the door to open, before excitedly rushing in.