Chapter 55: CH 41.2

Flying Dust [Fei Chen]

Chapter 41.2

A very soft murmur came out of Mo Fei Chen’s throat but it stirred a certain someone’s nerves. Jun Wushuang sat on the edge of the bed, stretched out his hands as he swept past the tip of his eyebrow, finally unable to resist leaning down and kissing every bit of the tip of his nose, his cheek, his lips, over and over again. Mo Fei Chen felt an itch on his face as he reached out to get rid of him, but his wrist was held by someone. Although he was still drowsy, he struggled to open his eyes and saw the tip of an exquisite nose, elegant yet full of masculine flavor lips. 

Not He Yunfeng!

This thought brought Mo Fei Chen to his senses.

The other party was wearing that silver mask. He remembered seeing that before, “Jun …Jun Wushuang!”

“You’re awake, Fei Chen.” The other party smiled, a little bit of evil yet with a touch of soothing.

“How could it be you?” Mo Fei Chen frowned and stretched out to message his own head that was still dizzy and foggy. Before this, it seemed that he had deliberately let himself be taken away by Li Bilian to see what she was up to and then Li Bilian told him a… big and unbelievable secret. Oh that’s right, he had to go and inform He Yunfeng as soon as possible, if there was really something wrong with Wen Qian Liu, then it might not be too late to get the sword seed of Qian Yun sword back!

Mo Fei Chen was just about to get out of bed when he was pulled back by Jun Wushuang, “Where are you going?”

Mo Fei Chen shook off his hand and walked towards the door, “It’s none of your business (you have no rights to interfere) where I’m going to go!”

He pushed open the door and saw a clear pool of turquoise and aqua blue in the daylight, surrounded by a green forest and beyond it, a cliff that rose into the clouds (reach to the sky; as high as piercing into the clouds). 

“Where is this place? Here is not Mu Yun Mountain Manor!” Mo Fei Chen was still a little dizzy as he grabbed the edge of the door frame with his hand and looked at Jun Wushuang whose smile had already vanished. He suddenly remembered that Li Bilian seemed to have already been killed by Leng Yufang. Beside that, he had been caught in a strange net and then Leng Yufang seemed to have taken him away.

“Of course here is not Mu Yun Mountain Manor, because this is Jing Shui Sect.” Jun Wushuang’s voice sounded very gentle, but there was an unexplainable sense of oppression.

“For what purpose did you bring me to your Jing Shui Sect?” Mo Fei Chen was already full on alert, his true qi coming out of his sword seed and gathering at the end of his fingers, so that if Jun Wushuang made any move, he would be able to immediately take out his sword qi.

“Stay together with me ah.” Jun Wushuang slowly walked over, “You are mine.”

Mo Fei Chen shook his face and there was a hint of sarcasm in his smile, “Sect Master Jun, you’re not kidding, are you? I’m not even a woman, if that’s the case, I have to marry whoever I sleep with, then I have to marry many people.”

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“Who else did you sleep with? He Yunfeng or Lu Qingmo?” Jun Wushuang came even closer, Mo Fei Chen couldn’t breathe because he was being looked at so intently, therefore bhe subconsciously took a step backwards. Just in time, he got the chance to extricate himself from an awkward position in which he almost fell down because his steps were unstable. 

Jun Wushuang reached out to pull him, but Mo Fei Chen shook him off and fell into the pool instead. Jun Wushuang stood at the entrance and watched Mo Fei Chen poke his head out of the water.

“Very good! Last time, you also pushed me into the water.” Mo Fei Chen turned his body around and swam towards the shore of the pond. Jun Wushuang simply walked at the surface of the water and lifted him out of the pond like lifting out a drenched chicken. (落汤鸡: fig. for a person who looks drenched and bedraggled) 

Once on the shore, Mo Fei Chen shook him off again, “Thank you, Jun Sect Master, for pulling me up!”

“Fei Chen, Fei Chen!” Jun Wushuang grabbed his wrist and pulled him into his embrace, hugging him tightly, allowing Mo Fei Chen to be unreasonable and make a scene, act shamelessly to the point, even crouch on the ground, not stand up, yet he still did not let go of him at all, “Do you get angry with me? Angry at me for leaving you at Ding Chan Temple?”

Mo Fei Chen rolled his eyes and ignored him.

“You’re a disciple from Kun Yun Mount, I really didn’t think that Wu Liang Chanshi would hurt you and Leng Yufang also promised me that she would take you away.”

Yes, that’s right, your Leng Vice Leader used me to block Wu Liang Chanshi’s attack. 

“Don’t be angry with me anymore, okay?” Jun Wushuang’s tone was a little spoiled as he kissed the back of his neck.

Mo Fei Chen’s neck instantly drew back, “Don’t go around kissing me! That day at the inn I fell for your trick because I saw your Shi Fu was having an accident and you looked so pitiful as your tears kept rolling down! Next time, don’t you ever think about it again (don’t think that is possible/ allowed)!”

The more he struggled, the harder Jun Wushuang kissed him and even started to knead him. Mo Fei Chen was a bit frightened, “What the hell are you doing!” (What do you want to do?)

“What do I want to do? You obviously know that I like you. I want you to stay beside me!” Jun Wushuang shout out. 

“You like me, so I have to like you too?” Mo Fei Chen’s voice tone also raised as him, “I don’t even know who the fuck you are! The sect master of Jing Shui Sect, Wen Xin’s son. You were at Xiushui Palace because of the key too, right? I think your worries toward Liu Feiying were also fake? The Jun Wushuang that I know doesn’t even exist!”

“But the Mo Fei Chen I know is real!” Jun Wushuang turned Mo Fei Chen’s face toward him, “(The fact that) I like you is also real! It was you who said, ‘Life is not what I want it to be, so I’ll scatter my hair and get a boat tomorrow’. If you don’t stay by my side, who will accompany me to stand on that boat?”

“That was my way of telling you to learn to ‘let go’ and not to be overly obsessed (persistent)!” Mo Fei Chen reached out to push him.

“Didn’t you say that you didn’t understand me? Then stay by my side and you will soon be able to understand me.” Jun Wushuang grabbed both of his wrists firmly, unable to shake it off even if he wanted to shake it off. 

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