Wen Xueya gasped, "Brother He, no."
Heat rushed to Xie Qinghan's face, turning his neck and cheeks completely red. He quickly withdrew his hand, trying to distance himself from this hot potato.
"Dammit, Little Tong, my hand is dirty," Xie Qinghan muttered internally.
233 responded, "The hand is dirty. Chop it off."
Xie Qinghan retorted, "Damn, you're so ruthless!"
"Brother He, it feels really uncomfortable down there. Am I broken?" Wen Xueya looked at Xie Qinghan with a puzzled expression, secretly using his charm technique.
The charm technique had two levels: the lower level would make the target temporarily enchanted by his beauty, finding all sorts of excuses to fulfill his requests while still being conscious. The higher level would cause the target to lose all awareness, acting completely under his control.
Since it was his first time seducing Brother He, he decided to use the lower level.
To Xie Qinghan, Wen Xueya's beautiful peach blossom eyes shimmered with watery light, sparkling in the night. His slightly parted pink lips exhaled hot breaths filled with an indescribable allure, like a seductive enchantress.
Xie Qinghan felt his soul being hooked. He thought, somewhat dazedly, I don't know if you're broken, but my mind is completely blank—I'm the one who's broken!
He stammered to 233, "Little Tong, this main character, who kills without hesitation, doesn't even know how to masturbate. He's so pure and innocent ."
233 replied, "Host, enough already."
"Since that's the case, I'll reluctantly be his teacher and give him a lesson in biology."
233 warned, "Just keep those thoughts to yourself. Don't say them out loud in your consciousness. I don't want to learn any strange new knowledge, Professor Xie."
Xie Qinghan chuckled awkwardly, "No need to thank me."
233 sighed, "..."
This host is hopeless, time to discard him.
Xie Qinghan, at an age where such things were common, didn't find it shameful. However, it was his first time teaching someone about this, and he felt a bit embarrassed.
He awkwardly averted his gaze, his fair cheeks tinged with a blush like peach blossoms. Feeling a bit dry-mouthed, he instructed, "I'll teach you. First, do this and this, then that and that..."
"Got it?"
"But Brother He, I don't understand..."
Wen Xueya blinked innocently and moved closer to Xie Qinghan. That angelic face grew larger before his eyes, and Xie Qinghan's mind exploded with fireworks. The fireworks formed two large characters in his head: Teach him!
He was entranced as he covered Wen Xueya’s hand with his own, eyes shining with determination as he declared righteously, “I’ll teach you! I guarantee you’ll learn!”
As his movements continued, faint splashing sounds filled the air, accompanied by Wen Xueya’s soft, breathy moans escaping from his slightly parted lips.
Wen Xueya’s eyes were hazy, his chin lifted, and his lips pouted slightly.
He wanted to kiss brother He!
His soft lips brushed against the smooth jawline.
Xie Qinghan slightly turned his head.
He actually avoided it!
Xie Qinghan’s tone was firm and serious, “Don’t move around. At this crucial moment, focus!”
Wen Xueya: "..."
His eyes darkened slightly as he leaned closer to Xie Qinghan’s ear, his voice hoarse, whispering repeatedly, “brother He …”
The two of them were intertwined like mandarin ducks. Wen Xueya’s tongue flicked out to lick the droplets of water off He Mian’s fair neck, closing his eyes contentedly.
Sweet.
Xie Qinghan, enduring the embarrassment, continued helping him, too focused to realize he was being taken advantage of.
When it was all over, he finally let out a breath.
He really was a little genius.
"Very good, the young can indeed be taught. You go up first."
“What’s wrong?” Wen Xueya approached him.
"What's wrong with you?" Wen Xueya approached him.
Xie Qinghan was so embarrassed he couldn't face anyone. He felt so awkward he could use his toes to build the Hanging Gardens of Babylon.
"Don't come over! You go up there! Hurry up!"
Wen Xueya, looking a bit confused, was hurriedly sent ashore to get dressed.
Xie Qinghan took a deep breath, trying to calm himself. He had to calm down!
If he ever turned gay, it would be because he was seduced by the protagonist's stunningly beautiful face.
There was no denying it, Wen Xueya was really beautiful!
Even if he died and was nailed in a coffin, he would shout with his decaying voice:
he’s so adorable!
Xie Qinghan raised his hand and patted his face.
Calm down, you can't ignore the reality -Wen Xueya is not just a beauty, but also a big beauty
He couldn't lose his mind! He had to uphold his straight guy principles!
Damn, what was he even thinking!
Xie Qinghan covered his burning face with both hands, slowly sinking into the water, gurgling and blowing bubbles.
Damn it, this was so embarrassing. Is it too late to play dead now?
He calmed himself in the water for a long time, got dressed, and went ashore. He said to Wen Xueya, "I have something to do tonight, so I’m leaving now."
After speaking, he fled as if a fierce beast were chasing him.
Once that figure completely disappeared, Wen Xueya raised his hand, looking at it in the moonlight. After a moment, he covered his face with it, but couldn’t hide the mischievous curve of his lips. He began to laugh softly.
His He Mian was just too cute, actually running away.
What should he do? He really wanted to pin him down and bully him ruthlessly.
He wanted to see tears shimmer on that gentle, handsome face, wanted to make him cry out, and hear his hoarse pleas for mercy.
When Xie Qinghan returned to Xiaobi Pavilion, he had a dream.
In the dream, a beautiful young woman with big, bright eyes leaned over him, her voice soft and coquettish. "Good brother, please take care of me."
Xie Qinghan, who was very restrained in reality, inexplicably turned over and pinned her to the bed in the dream, smiling devilishly.
"Brother will take care of you now."
As their passion ignited like a thunderstorm, just as Xie Qinghan was about to have his way with her—
The beautiful young woman turned into Wen Xueya!
Wen Xueya flipped him onto the bed, tossing two big red apples from his chest.
Without further ado, he yanked down Xie Qinghan’s pants, his voice low and hoarse, with a hint of menace as he spoke close to his ear.
"Senior Brother, if you dare think of pretty young women, I'll make you pay."
"No, stop!"
Xie Qinghan woke up with a start, sitting up abruptly, and with a loud "bang," he fell back onto the bed, clutching his forehead, tears welling up.
After a while, Su Tong, holding his forehead, looked at him tearfully. "Senior Brother, what’s wrong? Did you have a nightmare? Stop what, what were you dreaming?"
Xie Qinghan had a big bump on his forehead, and it hurt even with a gentle touch, almost making him ascend to heaven.
Regaining his composure, he spoke in his usual aloof and dignified voice, "It's nothing, you don't need to ask."
He would never reveal this dream; it didn’t fit his manly image!
Xie Qinghan asked, "What do you need from me?"
Su Tong replied, "Master has come out of seclusion. He asked me to bring you over, saying he has something to discuss with you."
The head of Wan Jian Peak, Xie Pingzhi, was not only the original owner’s master but also his lifesaver.
Back then, when the original owner was wandering the streets, Xie Pingzhi took him back to Wan Jian Peak, personally teaching and treating him kindly.
Later, when the original owner made a mistake in his cultivation and developed inner demons, Wen Xueya had already replaced Xie Qinghan as Xie Pingzhi's favored disciple.
Xie Pingzhi couldn't bear to see his former disciple become a bloodthirsty and brutal demon cultivator, so Wen Xueya volunteered to help his senior brother get rid of his inner demons, and Xie Pingzhi agreed.
Unexpectedly, Wen Xueya subjected the original owner to demonic chants daily, leading to his deviation and ultimately injuring Xie Pingzhi.
Disheartened, Xie Pingzhi no longer cared for his former disciple.
Under Wen Xueya's schemes, the original owner was abandoned by everyone and his reputation ruined.
He could only be imprisoned in a corner of the world by Wen Xueya, being taken from day and night, ultimately dying on the bed from exhaustion."
It was a life of utter misery!
Xie Qinghan respectfully saluted, "Greetings, Master. What do you need from me?"
The man before him was middle-aged, dressed in a blue brocade robe, with sharp features and an aura of authority even in silence.
"Qinghan, I have two matters to discuss with you today. The first is the upcoming Qing Tan Conference at Shangqing Sect. You are to assign the Wan Jian Peak disciples appropriately to ensure security on that day."
Xie Qinghan acknowledged this and then asked, "What is the second matter?"
Xie Pingzhi stroked his fine beard and sighed emotionally, "If I remember correctly, you are twenty-four now. Time flies so quickly, and you've grown so much. It's time for you to settle down and start a family."
Xie Qinghan: "..." So what?
Xie Pingzhi continued, "You should be nicer to Luo Yining. After the Qing Tan Conference, you will be engaged to her."
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