Chapter 62: CH 45.1

Flying Dust [Fei Chen]

Chapter 45.1

The three of them slowly entered the tunnel, which led to a secret room where there was a person, yet it wasn’t Mo Fei Chen.

Lu Qingmo was dumbfounded, that expressionless man sitting on the bed, if he guessed it right, was Jun Wushuang’s father, Wen Xin.

He Yunfeng did not care who was the person on the bed, he put his palm on the wall and poured his inner strength into it instead, feeling that all four sides of the chamber were solid.

Lu Qingmo took a breath and bowed towards Jun Wushuang, “Sect Leader Jun, this time, I’m really sorry, not only have we disturbed your quiet time but we have also destroyed your Jing Shui Sect’s hallway.”

“Fine, as long as you both remember your promise to me.” Jun Wushuang made a gesture of farewell (see the quests off), Lu Qingmo and He Yunfeng had no choice but to leave.

Mo Fei Chen woke up from his nap and it was almost evening.

The sunset outside the house turned the blue-green water of the pond into a reddish orange colour.

The forest was filled with the chirping of birds. Mo Fei Chen really envied those birds, who had wings to fly out of the valley.

Mo Fei Chen’s lower body pain seemed to have improved, so he pushed the door open and looked at the scenery, thinking that it might not be a bad idea to live here in seclusion with the person in his heart.

Jun Wushuang walked out of the forest, the hollows at the corners of his mouth still strikingly attractive. Mo Fei Chen knew that he was already behind him, however he did not pay much attention to him at all and continued to look up at the sky.

“Today, He Yunfeng has come to our Jing Shui Sect and even Lu Qingmo has come too.”

Mo Fei Chen froze, he himself was still in here, He Yunfeng definitely couldn’t find him.

“They said they wanted to see my secret room, so I let them see. But they promised me that if they still couldn’t find you after they had taken a look at the secret room, then they would not come back to my Jing Shui Sect to look for trouble.”

Mo Fei Chen swallowed his saliva, “This is not a secret room.”

“That’s right ah, the secret room is such a boring place so how can I bear to lock you up in there?” As soon as Jun Wushuang’s lips touched Mo Fei Chen’s earlobe, the other party turned around and dodged to the other side. 

“It’s boring here too. Tomorrow, can you bring me some grain and a dustpan?”

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“What do you need those things for?” Jun Wushuang hugged him, his palms moving restlessly into his collar, his fingers nestling into the grooves of his collarbone, and the breath that sprayed Mo Fei Chen’s side face clouded up.

Mo Fei Chen stopped his wrist, not allowing him to move any further, “If you don’t want to give it,then just forget it.”

“Give, whatever you want, I’ll give it to you.” Jun Wushuang pulled his hand out of his collar and slid it all the way down to his waist, removing Mo Fei Chen’s belt, “You give it to me first, then we’ll talk later.”

“Didn’t you just do it yesterday?” Both of Mo Fei Chen’s hands protected his belt, the other party directly used his internal force to flick, and then pulled it downwards,… Jun Wushuang palms lingered on both sides of Mo Fei Chen’s buttocks, slowly sliding down and pulling him up.

Mo Fei Chen struggled, as his elbows moved backwards, and he couldn’t help by having no energy and almost fell to the ground. Luckily, Jun Wushuang was quick enough to flip him over and put an arm around his neck, and they both fell to the grass on the shore.

Jun Wushuang’s face suddenly appeared in front of him.

Mo Fei Chen had just caught his breath before then his lips were suddenly blocked. Jun Wushuang basically kissed him from every angle, and the juices in his mouth flowed down from the corners of his mouth before he could even swallow them. The tip of his tongue’s movement was like a match falling into alcohol, and it burst (burned) into flames as they got excited. Mo Fei Chen reached out to pull at his opponent’s collar, to tug at his hair. Jun Wushuang’s hands didn’t stop there, but he simply pulled his trousers completely out from between Mo Fei Chen’s legs.

He poured his inner strength into his palms to help Mo Fei Chen’s lower body relax, and then Jun Wushuang pushed in without stopping for a moment.

“嘶 (Gravel voiced) ——.” Mo Fei Chen’s hand froze in place as he tugged at his opponent’s collar, the rapidly expanding sensation making him too scared to move.

Jun Wushuang lifted his head slightly, his eyes a little in desire and turmoil, fascinated in lust as he kissed Mo Fei Chen fiercely along the corner of his lips, and his waist also moved vigorously.

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When he woke up, he saw the bridge of Jun Wushuang’s nose when he turned his face to the other side. He then looked slightly upwards, there were his eyelashes that were quietly dropping. No matter how you look at him, whether from ancient or modern point of view, he is beautiful, intensely sharp and beautiful. The sharper something was, the more likely it was to break.

Jun Wushuang turned slightly to his side, the collarband of his inner clothes spread out to reveal his strong chest. Mo Fei Chen hastily closed his eyes and pretended to be asleep, while his opponent seemed to be kissing every side of his face in a between half-asleep and half-awake state. 

“I know that you’re already awake, so why are you still pretending to be asleep?”

Mo Fei Chen continued to keep his breathing even. He felt that it was superfluous (unnecessary) for him to act like a shy or a sullen dainty and delicate girl when he had already been done by his partner, but he just couldn’t face Jun Wushuang head on, and even felt a sense of shame when he admired the beauty of his facial features.

He had often laid beside He Yunfeng and looked at the other party like this, yet now the person who was beside him was Jun Wushuang. 

“I will bring you what you want.” The sound of Jun Wushuang lifting the quilt was in his ears as he put on his outer clothes and left.

Mo Fei Chen knew that there must be a secret passage leading to the underground palace of Jing Shui Sect, but even if he found the secret passage and entered the interior of the sect, it was still a question whether he would be able to leave or not. 

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