Chapter 151: Shizun, I only want you...

T/N: sexual content

He was lost in his thoughts when he heard Mo Ran in the next door hissing, “Where are you looking at? If there is nothing else, take your clothes and scram!”

Xue Meng was taken aback for a moment, “Just where do you think I am looking at?”

Mo Ran: “…”

Xue Meng stared at his cousin’s face and pondered for a long time. And then, realization struck him. He couldn’t help but yell in shame, “What kind of messed up thoughts revolve in your mind!? What I wanted to say was that earlier, you closed the door and left it locked- I naturally assumed you didn’t go because there were too many people in the bathhouse! All I wanted was a bath, but you are full of nasty thoughts! My head is spinning because of you-”

Chu Wanning’s face in the next room darkened.

Full of dirty thoughts…

Xue Meng sighed heavily, glancing at Mo Ran’s entire body, and then said: “I didn’t expect this kind of thing. You saying that really reminds me of something else. You couldn’t really have bee—”

“…Don’t you have to take a bath? So much talk!”

“No, I suddenly think you are suspicious.” Noticing the other party’s hostile tone of voice and flames lighting up in his dark eyes, Xue Meng sensed that something was really wrong. “When you were weak, you ran into the brothel all day long. These past years you kept walking around, you didn’t even have the slightest love affairs. Why did you suddenly change your personality?”

“…” Mo Ran seemed to be a little speechless. Chu Wanning was waiting in this silence, he actually wanted to know how Mo Ran would answer.

The longer he was silent, the more anxious he became. Why don’t you say something? Awkwardness? Regret? Or…

“Do you really want to know?”

Mo Ran parted his dry lips, his voice clearly filled with anger.

He still had room to be angry.

Chu Wanning was amazed in his heart. He felt that Xue Meng asked a reasonable question. There was no reason for Mo Ran to be unhappy because people dug up his secret, so just to cover up——

Before he had time to think about the last one, he heard Mo Ran saying: “I was tired, sick of it. I felt bored and have had enough. Alright, you can get lost now.”

Chu Wanning: “……..”

Xue Meng: “………”

After a long period of silence, Xue Meng broke out into a roar that the entire inn could hear: “Mo Weiyu, you shameless dog! You stinky scoundrel!!!”

“Fine, whatever you say is fine. Go out and don’t f*cking disturb my sleep.”

“Don’t touch me, you! I hate it!”

“Where do you hate it?”

“You, you, you–” Xue Meng leapt up, his handsome face flushed red. He originally wanted to make Mo Ran feel uncomfortable, but in the end, who expected that Mo Ran would shamelessly rebel against him? He couldn’t bear this.

Mo Ran remembered that he was in his twenties. At this age, Nangong Si and the first beauty in this realm were getting married to each other. The fourth son of Jiang Dong was already the father of three children, and Mei Hanxue from Taxue Palace in Kunlun…

Mei Hanxue had not died of the Flowering Willow disease yet.

Xue Meng felt very aggrieved, as if he was the only one who was still an innocent young child without experiencing any love affairs.

He wasn’t aggrieved because of his lust, he was actually not lustful at all, but he felt that he was much worse in this aspect compared to Mo Ran. And he was more than ten and eight streets away, so he was very angry. If Mo Ran hadn’t answered, he wouldn’t be so deeply ashamed, and then Xue Meng’s mentality would probably be the same. But Mo Ran actually threw him a sentence with a look of contempt and impatience—

“I felt bored and have had enough of it.”

Young Master Xue felt that he couldn’t bear it, and his self-esteem shattered into tiny pieces.

He kept saying,“You, you, you”, and after a long time, he finally shouted angrily at Mo Ran: “You are just an annoying being, anyway! You are not a human!”

With that, he slammed the door fiercely and left.

Chu Wanning also choked a little, although he was calmer than Xue Meng. He also heard that Mo Ran was deliberately manipulating Xue Meng’s angry words, but his heart still couldn’t help the emotions stirring inside. He couldn’t possibly cool himself down.

The words used by the man next door were too crude. His low hoarse voice as if he were drunk, reminded him of a lion’s roar resounding from within every part of the jungle. His tone and rough words combined were like a pair of hot tongs placed in a fire, poking violently at his heart.

Chu Wanning’s throat moved, eyes looking dull.

Mo Ran had broken the rules while visiting the brothels. Of course, he knew that Mo Ran was not as pure as Xue Meng, but the previous Mo Ran was also not enough to capture his heart. He couldn’t paint such a scene in his mind.

But the moment the old incident was brought up again, Chu Wanning couldn’t help but remember the hot, smooth, well-built and solid body he had seen, once white and tender, and charming among all those teenagers. The emotions that had lingered on that little white face, with delicate skin and tender flesh.

He felt that he was burning with desire, and felt an inexplicable itch.

In such ferocious desire and longing, Chu Wanning’s eyes reddened, and in the dark night, there was a burst of the color of Begonia…

Xue Meng went and returned back.

“Open the door!”

“…What now?”

“Because of patronizing and quarrelling with you, I forgot what I came for. Where’s my clothes!?”

“Take it yourself from the table.”

“Hmph!” Xue Meng hugged his clothes and walked away angrily.

This time it finally became quiet. Chu Wanning heard Mo Ran;s heavy footsteps, and then the creak of his bed. This time he really heard the man next door lying down on the bed, and he could even feel the rocking of the bed that supported the mountain-like figure.

He felt very thirsty and wanted to get up and drink a glass of water.

But since he heard Mo Ran lay down, he knew that if he got up, he could definitely hear his movements as well. So, he didn’t move and stayed still like a rock with a cold appearance outside and a mess inside.

Next door, Mo Ran was actually a little uneasy.

The men whose desires were dissatisfied would always appear irritable, and Xue Meng had to pick on him just at that moment. He did not even control himself. He was not ashamed and screamed at him, and he didn’t know if Chu Wanning heard it.

If he didn’t sleep, he must have heard it…

He was lying on the bed, the more he thought about it, the more regretful he grew, turning back and forth, and Chu Wanning listened to his creaking noises across a wall, sharing his anxiety and restlessness.

After a while, Chu Wanning heard Mo Ran’s deep, raspy voice calling out, “Shizun…”

“!”

After all the tossing and turning, Mo Ran couldn’t hold back, so he tried to call Chu Wanning to see if he reacted.

“Shizun, are you asleep?”

“…”

“Can you hear me?”

Chu Wanning’s heart was beating like a drum. His heart was beating too loudly, and it was a bit embarrassing, so he quietly pulled the quilt over his head, trying to use the layer to cover him.

“Shizun…”

But even with this quilt, he sounded so close, as if they were lying on the same bed. Like if Chu Wanning lifted the quilt, he would see Mo Ran’s handsome face and his muscular naked chest, leaning sideways against him. Those bright and dark eyes stared hungrily at him, like those of carnivores, wanting to devour him.

“Can you hear me…?”

Chu Wanning made up his mind to pretend he didn’t hear it. He naturally knew that Mo Ran asked, hoping that he didn’t hear it.

Otherwise, when they meet the next morning, both of them would be awkward.

The other party called him several times, and when he saw that Chu Wanning was not responding, he sighed softly. Mo Ran really thought that Chu Wanning was asleep, and let go of his thoughts, but regret lingered in his mind.

He wanted Chu Wanning to pay attention to him.

But Chu Wanning would rather ignore him, so he could only rub the thin wall that separated the two of them. First, he traced it with his rough fingers, and closed his eyes, as if he was caressing Chu Wanning’s chest, and then his hot lips. Then he moved his lips and placed them against the wall whispering softly, babbling against Chu Wanning’s lips.

Mo Ran said, “No more waiting…I just want you…”

This sound was too soft, Chu Wanning could not hear it. He wrapped himself in the quilt, his face on fire. After a while, he heard a squeak. Mo Ran had rolled over angrily.

A growl, “F*ck!”

An animal-like sensitivity peaked in Chu Wanning, foreseeing that he might hear something. For a moment, his hairs were standing upright and he wanted to block his ears. But only the tip of his finger moved.

He opened his eyes blankly inside the quilt, and after a while, he heard…

He heard dark and heavy panting outside the quilt. The panting was rhythmic, irritable and violent. Chu Wanning’s arm got a layer of goosebumps. Just from Mo Ran’s groans, he felt that his spine was going numb and soft.

Even his gasps that couldn’t make it out of his throat, were so s*xy, so sinful, unrestrained. When he heard this, there was nothing else he did not understand.

Chu Wanning closed his eyes. He felt suffocated. His lips were slightly parted, a little trembling.

He thought of the wet dreams he had seen many times, of Mo Ran’s body, burning with desire. Thus, when he closed his eyes, he could clearly see the scene outside the quilt. He felt that Mo Ran was right by his side, body splayed on the bed. His black eyes were squinting, shining with misty lust…

Mo Ran’s hands inched down, untied his undergarments, and the angry cockhead popped out. Chu Wanning did not dare to think about the shape of that giant form, but only roughly depicted a contour, imagining the furious flesh red. He held his hot member that moved as Mo Ran’s Adam’s apple bobbed, swallowing saliva, wondering who he was thinking about so passionately and pleasuring himself.

“Ah…”

Chu Wanning heard a fervid groan from the man next door. It reverberated till here. He felt numb till his scalp. In the darkness, his phoenix eyes were steaming with lust.

He couldn’t stand it anymore…

After several struggles, the slender white hand of the Yuheng Elder eventually reached out, trembling, and grasped his already throbbing length.

The sudden touch made him feel ashamed but also stimulated. He raised his head slightly, suppressed a gasp, and under the cover of his bedding, the coolness of his skin faded. He sank into Mo Ran’s gasps and was brought into the sea of desire. He treated himself clumsily and roughly. He hurt himself several times, and finally he could not bear it any more. He threw away the quilt, sat up and stroked his length— grazing, rubbing it, his long legs shaking, eyes half open and half closed. A few wisps of wet and sweaty hair fell on his temple as his lips slightly opened, silent gasps released.

Maybe because he was suddenly exposed to the air that he could hear more clearly, or maybe he was confused. Either way, his listening became better. He could hear lewd wet sounds, thinking it was from Mo Ran’s next door. But when he looked down, he found crystal-like drops of a white fluid oozing from his own tip, lubricating his palm and making an obscene noise.

Chu Wanning’s face grew even hotter. He looked sideways and did not face the wall, so that he would feel Mo Ran beside him, pleasuring and loving each other’s naked bodies.

His loftiness and reservation had already collapsed. He could only hear the breathing from the next door and feel the pleasure under him. He could not stand the stimulation of eroticism even if he tried to. Every inch of his skin was sensitive. He longed to be closer with Mo Ran’s burning body. He was like a dry well that had dried up for a hundred years, hungry and thirsty.

With the voice from the next room becoming more vivid, Chu Wanning grew closer to his limit, waist becoming soft, legs almost unable to support himself. His body fluids had already sodded the sheets. He vaguely felt that all this was too ridiculous, that he shouldn’t be doing it, but he could not help it- it felt too good. He had never tried it in so many years, and didn’t know there was such a pleasurable thing.

If he once relieved himself in the past, he would suffer from the first break of the rules, bored and nauseous. But this time, when he heard the repressive breathing of his loved one from the other side, he did not think it was wrong, but could only feel more pleasure in the ups and downs of the sea of desire.

He opened his hazy eyes slightly, and a few strands of hair fell above his eyes.

Gradually he lost his focus, and for some reason, a strange phantom flashed before his eyes.

Or maybe not a phantom?

It’s the weird and too real dreams he’s had before.

In this dream, the bedding was golden and red, and the smell of animal skins between pillows and quilts seemed clear and visible. He was lying on the bed like this, sweating on his forehead, lips slightly parted, hair scattered and falling in front of his eyes.

The candle was not extinguished. The man behind him thrusted fiercely into him. Their legs and feet were overlapping and entangled. He could clearly feel the man’s tense bones and muscles because of the stimulation.

The sheets were out of place. The men could not help stirring and twitching around. Sexy and hot gasps overflowed from their throats. He heard him whisper into his ear, “Why don’t you say something? Moan for me.”

Dreams and reality overlapped and Chu Wanning clenched his teeth. Even in the accumulation of such desires, emotions cannot be curbed, but he was unwilling to open up.

He closed his eyes and his movements became more violent.

He shut them, but could not forget the details of those dreams.

After putting it in several times, the man stepped back. Strong and powerful hands forced Chu Wanning to turn over. In the light of the lantern, he saw a handsome, lustful face. It was Mo Ran’s face.

Because Chu Wanning clearly depicted Mo Ran in his dream, he felt more tortured and excited. He shook his head almost in shame, trying to get rid of the phantom in front of him.

But it was of no use.

He heard Mo Ran’s gasp across the wall.

Like the brutal man in his spring dream, he was silent yet aggressive.

He even shamefully recalled the details of the dream, turning himself over to Mo Ran. Mo Ran’s thickness slapped into his spasmodically contracted hole, the huge tip teasing his entrance at times, shallow thrusts, but not yet penetrating inside.

In the inn, Chu Wanning’s other hand, which had never soothed his desire, tightly grasped the mattress.

Shame.

He felt extremely humiliated.

How could he have such a dream?

He obviously did not… He has never seen anything like this before… How can he dream something so real, as if this body had really carried such disgusting lingering passion? Is this animal nature that is carved into his bone marrow by human beings?

“You are so stubborn. Do you think you can keep your innocence forever if you bite your lips?” His dreams were full of Mo Ran and his mesmerising eyes that had a somewhat grim look, full of erotic desire.

“How many times have you been with me? What about the struggle? It’s you who wants me to f*ck you. It’s you who wants to be f*cked under me.”

“Stop talking…”

Dream, reality.

He was murmuring.

“So what if you were noble once? You had already been dirtied by me, holding me, sucking me, spreading your legs and letting me thrust into you, and all that came out from between my legs was what I gave you. Innocent? Don’t be silly. When you went to bed with me on the first day, this word was no longer related to you.”

“Don’t say that…”

Innocence?

No more pure.

Pride?

Like a torn shirt.

“You really ought to see what you look like below me…” Mo Ran’s eyes moved down inch by inch, like a sharp knife cutting the person under him. At last, his eyes fell on the trembling and shrinking cave which had body fluids and blood now, after their s*xual intercourse.

His eyes became deep and his throat was swollen. He cursed in a low voice, held his angry length, and then slowly thrust in again, stretching the shrunken entrance one inch at a time.

Strange to say, Chu Wanning, floating in the memory of this spring dream, seemed to have really produced an illusion, as if he had actually gotten hurt, with a torn body filled with fluids…

Mo Ran went extremely deep, hitting the bottom. Even his ballsack was close to the hole and could not wait to go in, with the huge member stretched to the extreme, pulsing. He felt that he could no longer withstand even a slight penetration of that length inside him.

“Ah…”

Dream? Or reality?

Eventually a moan leaked out of his mouth, and it was this moan that made Chu Wanning wake up.

The illusion was rapidly dissipating and the smoke was vanishing.

The last thing he saw was that Mo Ran was thrusting into him fiercely on top of the bed. They were almost madly mating on the mattress. He heard Mo Ran gasping roughly, his voice was hoarse and hot: “If you were a woman, with how I f*ck you every day, you would have already been pregnant with my seed… Ah, you bearing my son, should we call it a sin?”

Shame, stimulation, animal desire, human nature.

Inside his room in the inn, Chu Wanning turned over and seemed to want to get rid of such a dirty scene in his mind.

Suddenly he felt very wronged.

Why was it that his eyes were reddened?

He had never dreamed of these things before. He had never seen anything he should not have seen. He had never even seen a picture of that beautiful Palace. Why did he dream of such an absurd and shameless scene at the Palace? What would he do if it was known?

The memory of the dream disappeared, but the bed next door suddenly shook, and Mo Ran kept going for a long time after Chu Wanning. At this time, the pleasure accumulated. When he wanted to spray thin, he could not help but stiffen his strong waist and make an involuntary gesture. He was really holding back for too long and let out a moan.

Chu Wanning heard his hoarse moan and was stimulated again. He almost looked red and wet. He moved himself roughly and could not help coming out on the bedding.

He had never experienced such an exciting orgasm, the end of his ejaculation.

He could not help but gasp and shout out, “… Ah ah…”

Suddenly he was so eager, wanting the wall to disappear, to have the same sweaty Mo Ran leaning over, his sweaty chest against his back, gasping, kissing his shoulder and his neck.

After releasing, his vision blurred. Chu Wanning did not know how he fell into such a situation. He had no strength left, so he laid on the quilt with a dazed look in his eyes, gasping for breath.

He rejected desire.

But he was willing to fall in love.

When desire and love intertwined, lust seemed less unacceptable. As a result, after the self-defeating vent just now, he finally became different. He still felt ashamed, but the shame was swallowed by his heart, by the comfort and excitement he felt.

Chu Wanning laid down without any strength. He thought in a daze, if this was the case, then all of this would be complete.

He had enough.

The next day, Mo Ran woke up early.

This was Lin Yi. The dishes were not accustomed to the taste of Chu Wanning, and there were no light dishes in the inn, so he went to the west market to buy some ingredients and prepared to borrow a kitchen to cook some things for his Shizun.

In this world, there are men who pursue other people, and they can do all kinds of tricks. It’s not an exaggeration to have a full banquet for the morning breakfast, but as long as they couldn’t catch up, they immediately stopped and turned around. There were so many beauties in the world, it was impossible for them to spend more time thinking about the subjects that were difficult to catch upon with.

But Mo Ran was different.

He spent two lifetimes chasing his Shizun.

Now that he understood his intentions, he also knew that he would never be able to have a friendship with Chu Wanning more than a master and apprentice in this life, but he was still willing and would be kind to Chu Wanning and would treat him well day after day.

He knew better than to do anything. Even after his death, he hadn’t changed.

“Young Master, came out to buy vegetables so early? Look at this radish, do you want to buy some? It’s watery.”

“Young Master, look at the accessories here, hand-made necklaces, hairpins, and everything. The craftsmanship is also good.”

“Come here, take a look, all kinds of spirit stones, weapons that are indispensable. Come, come, come—”

Mo Ran originally planned to buy vegetables and leave, but he was carrying a basket full of vegetables. Passing by a grocery store, he saw a pile of beautiful fragments on the counter. His gaze was attracted by one of them. He walked over unconsciously and stopped in front of the counter.

There was also a man standing there, wearing a hood, looking at the dazzling array of commodities.

The man raised his hand and under the black sleeved hand, there was an extremely pale, delicate and beautiful hand. Five green fingers flashed and made Mo Ran notice this person.

He looked at the size, and originally thought that this was a man, but when he saw the hand- maybe a woman.

So he turned his head and looked at this person’s appearance with some curiosity, but only saw the black cloth covering his face. A pair of cold eyes were exposed, and even those were also hidden in the shadow of the hood’s wide brim. It was not that clear…

The two looked at each other, and Mo Ran smiled at him.

The man withdrew his hand that was originally about to touch a piece of spiritual stone, and Mo Ran caught a glimpse of a ring on his thumb.

Silver snake pattern.

Suddenly he felt that the snake pattern on this ring was a bit familiar, and he had to take a closer look. The man had already retracted his hand into his wide sleeve. He glanced at Mo Ran indifferently, said nothing, turned and left.

“What a strange person…” Mo Ran muttered. However, the wedding invitations had been widely published. So some strange people have been rushing to Lin Yi. These kinds of people were actually not a big deal.

At this time, Mo Ran heard the wind blowing at the back door of the small shop. The curtain fluttered and dropped. The lady boss came out from inside.

With that, the black clothed man’s affairs left his mind. He smiled, pointed to one of the spiritual objects, and asked, “Boss, how much will you sell this for?”