Chapter 30: CH 28

Flying Dust 

Chapter 28

Warning: Rape!!! 

Jun Wushuang took Mo Fei Chen’s hand and put it on his cheek. His words were slow and softly induce him, “If you don’t like me, why do you always want to see me from time to time? If you don’t like me, why did you get so anxious and rush to rescue us when you knew people were ambushing us? According to your character, who doesn’t like to get involved in the muddy waters of Jiang Hu. Fine, allright, let’s just say that you’re soft-hearted and you don’t want anyone you know to die, then why did you follow me when Kemoluo came after me, knowing that it was dangerous?”

Mo Fei Chen grunted, but he could not even say a single word.

Because I’m stupid, I’m an idiot, can’t I? 

“You don’t think that you care too much about me?” As Jun Wushuang said this, he already let go of Mo Fei Chen’s hand,…

Jun Wushuang let out a light laughter, just in time his body took advantage of the favorable situation, therefore no matter how much Mo Fei Chen struggled, where both of his legs kept… on the other party. What was even more miserable was that Jun Wushuang…, …

Mo Fei Chen wanted to lose his mind, because Jun Wushuang’s palm was so hot that it was frightening and what was even more frightening was that he could feel something…

……

Mo Fei Chen’s mouth was wide open and his heart was about to leap out of his throat.

Is he going to be harassed by Jun Wushuang as a girl in this day and age, even though he himself never gets off with a girl yet?

Because he was too nervous,..Jun Wushuang’ gritted his teeth and glared at him, before he tilted his face to the other side, his gaze was hidden as he suppressed his feelings. 

Mo Fei Chen trembled so much that his tears were spinning but Jun Wushuang’s tears fell first.

“You don’t want me to go in there that much…” The warm tears slid down from his chin and landed right on Mo Fei Chen’s neck, creating a faint line of water.

Mo Fei Chen wanted to heave a deep sigh in his heart. This guy was actually really good to him. He didn’t even know that they were supposed to be ‘best bro (friends)’, but how could they have become like this?

Jun Wushuang said, “I know that I am not good, but I really like you, I really do…”

Mo Fei Chen suddenly wanted to reach out and touch him, just at this very moment when he relaxed,…

“Ah….” That guy forced his way in and let out a sigh.

This time, Mo Fei Chen cried out even if he didn’t want to cry. The pain in his lower body seemed to be split open… No, it was already splitting!

“Fei Chen… Fei Chen…”

The next thing that came up was that Mo Fei Chen regretted that he previously didn’t cut Jun Wushuang’s head off with his sword,… Mo Fei Chen really wanted the ceiling to collapse just like this, so at worst, it could smash them both to death!

……

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However, Mo Fei Chen was already crying that his tears were all over his face at the moment.

Jun Wushuang released Mo Fei Chen’s upper body acupuncture points and lay on top of him, the two of them gasping for breath, as if the motionless sea, still seemed to be brewing the great waves. 

In his entire life, Mo Fei Chen had never felt so much pain, he wanted to scream “I’ll kill you”, but he didn’t even have the strength to do so.

Jun Wushuang kissed the skin on one side of his neck attentively and said in a husky voice, “You want to kill me right? Then do it, ba! This time, I definitely will not dodge, I won’t hit you back either.”

Mo Fei Chen lifted his hand desperately and pointed his finger at Jun Wushuang’s shoulder. I let you treat me like a woman! When his qi reached the tips of his fingers, the other party, however, said softly. “Anyway, you don’t want me anymore.”

Mo Fei Chen’s sword qi could not be released.

Jun Wushuang turned his head to the side, and Mo Fei Chen could see his eyes as he squinted.

His eyes had an exquisite yet sharp contour, as if to say that this man was not a mediocre person. The softness of his eyelashes ease up the sharpness, yet at this moment his gaze was curved in a watery light.

Mo Fei Chen suddenly doubted whether those were his tears or his own.

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Jun Wushuang pursed his lips, “You, don’t look at me like that…”

Mo Fei Chen’s heart thumped,… “You… If you dare… I’ll break your neck!” Mo Fei Chen could not even close his mouth.

Jun Wushuang’s…, “You’re so comfortable inside, I guarantee I’ll be gentle this time.”

“No, it’s not a matter of being gentle or not! How can you…”

Jun Wushuang bit the tip of Mo Fei Chen’s nose with his teeth, “Just now, just treat it as my bad, I didn’t make you feel comfortable.”

……。

Mo Fei Chen suddenly felt that the sobbing (tears rolling down his cheeks) Jun Wushuang just now was simply an illusion.

But this time he really was much gentler,…. “You take it out … Take it as I beg you…” Mo Fei Chen grabbed the bed mattress, in pace with the other party…

Jun Wushuang, who was unable to rush ahead to his heart’s content or indulge in the pleasure, turned red, had a different kind of beauty.

“Is it there?” As he endured silently and patiently, he asked this question which made Mo Fei Chen flash.

And then, Jun Wushuang looked at Mo Fei Chen’s expression,… “That’s a beautiful sound, Fei Chen.” Jun Wushuang…, Mo Fei-chen was no longer able to defy him, only knew that before he closed his eyes, the other party already unrestrainedly rushed ahead. 

When Mo Fei Chen woke up again, he felt his body was shaking. On closer inspection, it seemed that he was inside a carriage of sorts. There was a thick blanket underneath his body and when he moved again, he barely managed to get up by gripping the wall, his thighs were aching, while his lower body had a cool sensation, swollen but not particularly painful.

Mo Fei Chen crawled forward, lifted the curtain of the carriage and saw Jun Wushuang’s back, a surge of qi went up from his chest to his forehead, his two fingers concentrated qi and his sword qi shot out. The horse was galloping, so the sword qi came out from the side of Jun Wushuang’s waist, almost hitting the horse’s premise and the horse stopped with a neigh.

Jun Wushuang turned around and saw Mo Fei Chen lying on his back, his nose seemingly hitting the quilt.

“Fei Chen, you’re awake!” He picked Mo Fei Chen up, “Do you want some water? Or where does it hurt?”

“I’m in pain all over! If I kill you then I won’t be in pain anymore!”

The corner of Jun Wushuang’s lips curled up as he kissed him on his cheek, “My wife is angry, this husband will be careful next time and won’t make you hurt so much again.”

“You put me down! I want to go back to Kun Yun Mount!” Mo Fei Chen pushed him away, thinking to himself that no matter what, he had to come back even if he had to crawl back!

In a flash, Jun Wushuang’s face darkened, turning his face over faster than flipping over a book, “What are you going to do by going back? To see your little vixen?”

Mo Fei Chen remembered He Yunfeng, remembered how nice he was teaching him patiently and skillfully as well as his gentleness. Mo Fei Chen wanted to cry but he held it back.

“I am a disciple from Kun Yun Shan Zhuang, of course I have to go back to Kun Yun Shan Zhuang. Don’t tell me that I have to stay with you?”

“Don’t even think of going anywhere. If you dare to be restless, I’ll tap your acupuncture points and let you stay there!” Jun Wushuang pulled down the curtain and drove the carriage onwards.

“Where are you taking me?”

“Ding Chan Temple.”

“Humph, finally you remember the last will given by your Shi Fu! No, not right, Liu Palace Master is not dead yet. What do I mean by last will? Pei, Pei!” Mo Fei Chen thought, ‘Just wait til I meet with Liu Feiying, I must reveal Jun Wushuang’s true face to her!’

The problem is, how to reveal it? Don’t tell me that you want to tell Liu Feiying that I have been deflowered by Jun Wushuang, and not just once?

Crazy….

They still had about two and a half days to arrive at the Ding Chan Temple. They stayed at an inn for the night.Mo Fei Chen had slept for a long time.  His mouth watered at the smell of the food.

He had some difficulty in moving around, 

Jun Wushuang was holding him up with his hand. He tried to shake it off, but the other side was too strong.

“Boss, give me an upper room and then send two lighter dishes, but with meat. Beside that, two bowls of congee.” Jun Wushuang pressed a piece of silver onto the counter. That owner looked at it, beam with a smile on his face.

“That’s a lot of silver, why only one room? Of course I want two rooms!” Mo Fei Chen shouted, but Jun Wushuang ignored him and carried him upstairs.

“Why do you think that we only need one room?” Jun Wushuang raised his eyebrow, squinted at Mo Fei Chen and pressed him down on the bed.

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