The room was very quiet. The sound of their heartbeats and breathing was very clear, and the air was filled with a specific smell that was distinct, yet sweet.

     Lying on the bed, Mo Ran moved and hugged him from behind, lightly kissing his eyelids and neck.

     Their bodies were covered in sweat, the temperature shockingly hot as they stuck close together, wet and entangled. Chu Wanning’s mind was still too hazy to even dare to think about what they had just done. Everything was so absurd.

     But his heart was warm and fiery.

     Warmth surged under his chest, waiting to break free.

     “What about you?” Chu Wanning whispered.

     Mo Ran was stunned for a moment, “What?”

     Chu Wanning coughed lightly, “You…”

     He didn’t say anything else, and only turned towards him in the dark. A pair of bright phoenix eyes slowly met Mo Ran’s. Even though they were immersed in darkness, Mo Ran still felt like he saw Chu Wanning’s face flush.

     “You still…” Chu Wanning hesitated for a long time, but he still couldn’t say it. In the end, he only lowered his lashes and said, “I’ll help you.”

     Mo Ran suddenly understood, feeling heartache and tenderness. He hugged him and said, “Why are you so silly? It doesn’t matter, we’ll talk about it later.”

     “...I’m not silly,” Chu Wanning said stiffly. He wasn’t willing to be called silly, “Aren’t you the silly one? You… isn’t it uncomfortable?”

     Mo Ran coughed lightly, “I’ll wait until you fall asleep and go take a shower…”

     However, Chu Wanning insisted, “I’ll help you.”

     “There’s no need!” Mo Ran hurriedly stopped him.

     “...”

     Chu Wanning didn’t say anything else. He felt embarrassed by his clumsy and inexperienced actions in bed. Mo Ran knew he probably wouldn’t really make him feel good, so he said something about taking a shower to leave him some face. The meaning of his words was probably that he was better at using his hands than he was.

     As he mulled it over, his face gradually turned cold. Finally, he snapped, “If you don’t want it, then forget it.”

     Mo Ran was slightly startled. Because of the lingering feelings of tenderness, Chu Wanning’s voice wasn’t as impeccable as usual; it wasn’t as indiscernible as usual. The resignation and indignation in his voice was so heavy that it was clearly seen.

     Why was this person such a dummy?

     How could he not want it? He wished that this night would never end, that this rainstorm would never stop. He wanted to spend the rest of his life with Chu Wanning in this inn, drunk and dreaming. He wanted to consume the person in his arms inside and out, to fuse with his body and intertwine with his soul.

     He even wanted to see Chu Wanning being bullied until he choked on his tears. He wanted to see his release in Chu Wanning’s body, to leave his mark.

     But it would be hard.

     He had done that exact thing with Chu Wanning in his previous lifetime. He knew that after that first time, Chu Wanning had been feverish for a long time, his face so pale and lips so dry that he still couldn’t forget it.

     He just wanted to take it slow, one step at a time. It didn’t matter how hard he had to endure it, he only wanted Chu Wanning’s first time to be comfortable. From then on, they would be able to feel the thrill and excitement every time, to taste and indulge in everything with him.

     But Chu Wanning clearly misunderstood something.

     Mo Ran kissed his forehead and said softly, “Why don’t I want it anymore? What are you thinking about?”

     “...”

     “Why don’t you take a look at how I am now?” The man’s hot breath was right next to Chu Wanning’s ear, and his voice was wet, “Look at what you’ve done to me. You actually still think I don’t want you…? Silly.”

     Chu Wanning was furious, “If you call me that one more time, I’ll cut off your head! You—”

     But his hand was caught by Mo Ran and guided to a certain place. Chu Wanning was so shocked that he couldn’t say anything more. He only felt as if steam was rising from his head.

     “It’s already like this. It’s all because of you.”

     In the dark night, Mo Ran kissed his eyelids again, then lowered his lips, rubbing, sucking, and licking in adoration, overwhelming and intoxicating.

     After kissing for a while, they could no longer restrain themselves, and the desire in the room became more and more intense. Their lips and tongues rubbed together, their legs and feet entangling together uncontrollably. They rubbed their bodies together, the burning heat of desire almost visible to the naked eye.

     In the midst of the ecstasy, Mo Ran heard Chu Wanning whisper something. He was a little reluctant, a little embarrassed, but his voice was still stubborn, “I also want to… make you feel good…” His voice was trembling at the end, shame washing over him.

     Mo Ran’s heart was about to melt. His cock was so swollen, to the point of cruelty. Chu Wanning was still holding it in his hand, the fierce shaft stretching all the way from his palm to beyond the back of his hand.

     He could clearly feel the ferocious state of the fierce blade that was described in the ranking list of the cultivation world. It was so thick, so hard, and scalding hot. It was so overwhelming. He felt that there was no way he could fit it in his mouth…

     Making love with this man could take his life.

     Chu Wanning finally understood. When Mo Ran said that it would hurt, it wasn’t just plain and unreasonable worry. How could it hurt? It was obvious that he would be speared open, torn apart, his body broken to pieces.

     But when he thought about how Mo Ran touched him, Chu Wanning didn’t know where the courage came from, or maybe he was originally a ruthless person, but he was actually willing to lower his head and try.

     Mo Ran panicked. It wasn’t easy to maintain his rationality now. If Chu Wanning really took him in like this, he was afraid that all the remaining warmth in his heart would be burned to ash by the flame of desire. He would be a man completely controlled by lust, a fierce beast with no rationality, no sense of restraint. He would only crave his own pleasure and madly seek to possess. He knew that.

     He pressed Chu Wanning back and said hoarsely, “Don’t do that Wanning, you… you…”

     Chu Wanning said, “It’s okay. I’ll just copy what you did.”

     “No.” Mo Ran’s voice was like boiling water. His throat moved harshly, and he said bitterly, “I can’t hold back.”

     Chu Wanning didn’t understand what he meant. He was shocked, “What?”

     Mo Ran cursed inwardly. He couldn’t take it anymore. Chu Wanning’s breath, his voice, his body, was breaking the shackles he had put on himself inch by inch. It burned.

     He gasped for breath and suddenly got up. He flipped Chu Wanning around and pressed him onto the bed. Before Chu Wanning could react, he felt himself being pressed against the bed by a fierce force. Mo Ran’s hot and vigorous body pressed down and wrapped around him from behind.

     At this moment, Chu Wanning felt that terrifyingly large thing crashing into his buttocks through Mo Ran’s thin clothing.

     Suddenly caught off guard, Chu Wanning cried out in a low voice, “Ah.” His voice was soft and lustful. It was so unexpected, a sound he didn’t know he could even make. Chu Wanning’s face instantly turned red, his fingers digging into the bedding tightly, as he clamped his mouth shut. He didn't want to gasp or cry out anymore.

     Can’t hold back what?

     He had a vague understanding of Mo Ran’s words now. He heard Mo Ran rubbing against him through his clothes behind him.

     Mo Ran said in a hoarse voice, “I can’t help wanting to come in, wanting to do you. Why don’t you understand…”

     His hot breath blew on the back of his ear. 

     One of his strong and muscular arms supported himself on the bed, his other hand holding his waist tightly. His hips moved forward incessantly, and his throat let out heavy and hurried gasps. After rubbing against him like this for a while, Mo Ran suddenly patted his buttocks and said in a low voice, “Close your legs.”

     In a daze, Chu Wanning did what he was told, but couldn’t see Mo Ran’s movements. Just as he was about to turn around, an extremely hot and hard, thick and dominating weapon suddenly squeezed between his thighs. He couldn’t help but gasp, his eyes unfocused and his scalp numb.

     Mo Ran took off his offending trousers, no longer obstructing his desire. His large cock swelled with lust, appearing dark and painful. Its round head secreted a light and translucent liquid, and he immediately thrust into the tight space between Chu Wanning’s thighs. Mo Ran moaned in pleasure as his cock was wrapped in the soft heat. Gripping Chu Wanning’s waist tightly, he imitated the movements of real sexual intercourse, thrusting in and out.

     “Ah…”

     Chu Wanning didn’t expect that it could be like this. That thick cock rubbed against him, hot and vigorous, thrusting between his thighs. His waist felt soft and his spine was numb, his eyes covered with a layer of mist. He couldn’t think, couldn’t feel anything except for the intense simulation of being rubbed against by the man he loved. He panted silently as he turned his face sideways, cheek resting against the pillow, hair splayed across the bed…

     Mo Ran’s cock brushed against his hole several times. If he only pressed against it and invaded, he would completely occupy his Shizun, occupy this man lying underneath him. Chu Wanning was stimulated by the fear and excitement of being penetrated at any time, of being possessed. His desire that had been released before suddenly rose again with the rapid movements.

     The man’s cock hit his buttocks fiercely and passionately, madly and hungrily. There were slapping sounds in the room, as his cock rubbed against his legs, becoming more frenzied and erratic.

     “Shizun, clamp a little tighter… ah…”

     The man’s request was low, so full of lust that he couldn’t help but follow his instructions.

     “Yes… that’s it… a little tighter… Fuck…”

     His desire grew hotter, his mind becoming hazy. His bestial nature and lust gradually overwhelmed the man who had been leading their entanglement. Mo Ran raised his neck slightly and swallowed, his adam’s apple rolling seductively.

     “Shizun… Baobei… it’s so hot inside you… ah… ah…”

     The “inside” was roughly between his thighs, but it sounded so erotic—the deep and devoted thrusts, the low murmurs, the filthy and rough language. But it didn’t feel dirty. Chu Wanning felt that he was probably going mad. Listening to Mo Ran’s breathing, he felt his heart grow hotter and hotter, more and more uncontrolled. He asked softly, “Does it feel good?”

     “Good…” Mo Ran slightly opened his eyes. They were moist, bright, and chaotic.

     He leaned over and wrapped him in his broad arms, holding him down and pressing him into the bed. His upper body was tightly pressed to Chu Wanning’s back, pushing them close together. His lower body continued to move fiercely, becoming more wet and hot.

     He searched for Chu Wanning’s lips. With one hand, he held his chin and kissed him hungrily. Their tongues tangled with each other, sticky and moist.

     His cock moved harshly between his thighs, thrusting in, trying to go deeper. Chu Wanning’s toes were pressed against the bed, turning pale from the force; even the bed was shaking as he tried to go deeper. Under such stimulation, Chu Wanning even gave in to an illusion of real penetration.

     He raised his head and kissed Mo Ran fiercely. Under the cover of darkness, he was shameless and brazen, full of love and desire. The gesture was erotic and attractive, irrationally seductive.

     Probably because the kiss was so intense, his heart beating fast and his breathing becoming harsh, Chu Wanning vaguely saw another broken scene.

     He didn’t know where it was, but it was also on a bed. The bed was wide, covered with bright red sheets.

     There were intertwined legs, surrounded by the sound of rough panting full of wet lust.

     They were in the same position, the man thrusting into him from behind, holding his face and kissing him. But his body was already stretched open, a thick and swollen cock moving violently in and out of his body. He didn’t know how long it had been there, but they seemed to be using oil, so it didn’t hurt that much. It was very hot and very wet, vigorously hitting a spot that was extremely sensitive.

     “Ah… ah…”

     He heard someone crying out, gasping, panting, and moaning with a soft voice.

     Who was it?

     Himself?

     Mo Ran kept on penetrating him endlessly, gradually becoming more and more brutal. His body was so swollen that he wanted to die, but somehow it also felt extremely pleasurable, addicting. When Mo Ran penetrated him, his legs were weak, but as if he had been trained, he could feel them spreading, his body moving backwards, wanting to be penetrated deeper. It was unbearable, as if there was an insatiable need in his body that could only be resolved by sex. It was like the strongest aphrodisiac in the world, destroying the most resolute person.

     He was depraved, crying and moaning in pleasure.

     What was this…?

     What a strange dream… Illusion, reality, what was it?

     “Chu Wanning, I’m fucking you. Does it feel good?”

     “Look at how good you’re feeling.”

     “Relax, why are you sucking me in so tightly…”

     “I’m going to come inside you, I’ll come inside you… ah…”

     The voice was muffled, almost inaudible. He couldn’t hear it clearly, but it seemed to be like this.

     What was going on…?

     Mo Ran’s voice. It was similar, but not the same.

     Mo Ran had never spoken in such a distorted voice, never…

     He couldn’t hear it clearly. It should be fake…

     What a confusing mess.

     Behind him, Mo Ran was moving even more rough and wildly. Chu Wanning’s toes were curling against the bed, and the pillow had completely shifted. Mo Ran panted and shook, fiercely and passionately thrusting for a long time before finally hugging him tightly. They were like beasts, the one on top craving intense kisses, and the one on the bottom craving wet and urgent sex.

     “Wanning… Shizun…”

     Mo Ran was panting in a low and hoarse voice, calling out and going mad with lust.

     “Baobei…”

     Mo Ran held Chu Wanning’s waist, groping and rubbing. His hips moved fiercely, and his adam’s apple bobbed. He had reached his breaking point, his gaze almost crazed. After an especially violent thrust that almost crushed Chu Wanning, Mo Ran pulled the man into his arms, kissing and nibbling at his ears and neck.

     Mo Ran’s rapidly rising and falling chest pressed against Chu Wanning’s wet and warm back. He was on the verge of losing his mind. One of his hands moved, holding his thick and ferocious cock. He couldn’t bear the stimulation and groaned, pressing it against Chu Wanning’s hole.

     After seeing how menacing and wild this thing was, Chu Wanning was really panicking. His spine was numb and he struggled, “Didn’t you say you wouldn’t come in? You—wait a minute—”

     Mo Ran panted and kissed his neck. He swallowed his saliva, then leaned over to kiss Chu Wanning’s cheek affectionately.

     “Don’t be afraid, I won’t go in, but… I want to come here.”

     Mo Ran could barely control himself. The round head of his cock was pressed against the slightly contracting opening. He cursed inwardly and stopped talking. He only rubbed his cock violently and eagerly between Chu Wanning’s thighs.

     At last, he moved, pressing the tip against Chu Wanning’s hole, and growled as he shot a stream of come into his entrance, dripping down his inner thighs and rolling on the bed. It was extremely messy, overwhelming, and obscene.

     Chu Wanning’s entire body was trembling, shuddering slightly. Mo Ran couldn’t help but reach his hand forward, wrapping it around Chu Wanning’s cock and stroking it passionately.

     Chu Wanning was almost crushed by shame. His cheeks burned and he said in a low voice, “No… don’t touch anymore… I already…”

     Mo Ran’s eyes were shining, and he murmured lovingly, “Mm, I know you’ve already come.”

     Chu Wanning felt extremely humiliated, the corners of his eyes wet, and he said sternly, “You… don’t say that word.”

     “What word?”

     “...”

     “Oh.” Mo Ran’s eyebrow raised sensibly, then he laughed deeply, “Okay.”

     He kissed him, but the movements of his hands weren’t polite at all, “But Shizun, I want to see your climax again.”

     “Ngh… ah… ah…”

     This young man’s technique was really too good. Chu Wanning was completely helpless, and soon he was pushed to the point of coming for the second time.

     How could he endure this kind of pressure, this kind of indulgence? Besides, his head seemed to be in a daze; there were always blurred shadows in front of his eyes and hazy voices in his ears. He felt very sleepy, very tired…

     “Wanning.”

     He heard Mo Ran call him from behind. It was so soft, so gentle, so affectionate, so loving.

     After venting their desires, their breathing calmed down. Mo Ran caressed him, kissed him, and held him in his arms, guarding him like a treasure.

     Chu Wanning’s vision was hazy, sweat trickling down his naked back. He leaned against Mo Ran’s broad and warm chest in a daze for a while before finally closing his eyes and falling asleep.

     —

     The next morning, Chu Wanning woke up. The sunlight shone through a crack in the window. He heard the sound of raindrops hitting the tiles. The rain was heavy, and didn’t stop.

     His head ached and his fragmented memories from last night seemed like fish scales tumbling in a sink, only sinking deeper and deeper until they eventually disappeared into the darkness.

     When he finally recalled what he did with Mo Ran last night, his whole body suddenly froze and his face burned red. He tried to get up, but Mo Ran’s strong arms were still wrapped around him from behind, his chest still rising and falling evenly against his back.

     Mo Ran hadn’t woken up yet.

     He waited like this for who knew how long. The hour wasn’t clear in this dark room, but it should have been a long time.

     So long that his arms were a little numb.

     So long that the rapid pounding of his heart slowed down.

     So long that it was no longer awkward.

     Chu Wanning finally rolled over and faced Mo Ran’s sleeping face. He was extremely handsome. Whether it was his eyebrows, the bridge of his nose, or his lips, they were all the best in the world.

     Only his brows were slightly knitted, as if he carried something heavy in his heart that he couldn’t erase.

     Chu Wanning looked at his face, gazing silently at him for a long time. It was so long that he couldn’t hold back any longer, and gently, for the first time, took the initiative to kiss Mo Ran’s face of his own accord.

     Then, he gently moved Mo Ran’s arm away, sat down on the edge of the bed, put on his trousers, and went to find his inner robe. There were countless folds and creases on his clothes. Chu Wanning tried to smooth them out, but it was to no avail. He could only put it on like this, hoping that no one at Sisheng Peak would notice anything unusual. As he was thinking this, he began to tie his sash.

     Suddenly, someone hugged him from behind.

     Chu Wanning was startled, but it only showed in a slight pause in his hands. At some point, Mo Ran had already woken up. He got up, hugged him, and kissed his earlobe.

     “Shizun…”

     For the first time in his life since he met Chu Wanning, he didn’t know what to say, and couldn’t look him directly in the eyes. Mo Ran was as shy and embarrassed as a newlywed, and it was only after a long while that he was able to speak softly.

     “Morning…”

     “What morning? It’s late.” Chu Wanning didn’t even turn his head as he continued to dress himself.

     Mo Ran suddenly laughed, his voice a little hoarse, before reaching out his hand to help Chu Wanning straighten the pendant around his neck. He smiled and said, “This will ward off the cold, but you have to keep it close to your body, or it will be useless.”

     Chu Wanning abruptly turned to look at him, as if something had suddenly occurred to him. Last night, when they were in bed, he thought he had felt something tied around Mo Ran’s neck, but at that time he was dazed and didn’t look at it. Now that he looked carefully at Mo Ran, he suddenly realized that it was actually another dragonblood crystal pendant that matched his own.

     “You…” Chu Wanning was stunned, “When we were in Rufeng Sect, didn’t you say that they only had one left? How—”

     Chu Wanning abruptly stopped talking. Mo Ran was looking at him with a smile, dimples appearing, his gaze soft.

     He suddenly understood Mo Ran’s selfishness, and felt a little hot. He turned his face away, no longer speaking, and focused solely on tidying up his appearance.

     “Let’s go back early.” In the end, not even daring to look at Mo Ran, he only said, “I’m afraid someone will notice something if we’re late.”

     Mo Ran said obediently, “I’ll listen to Shizun.”

     But after a moment of silence, his ambition remained unshakable, and his blood was boiling. He pulled Chu Wanning, who had just finished putting on his boots and was just about to stand up, towards himself and leaned over, gently kissing him on the lips.

     “Don’t be angry. Once we go back, we’ll be careful. I just want to remember this.” Mo Ran smiled, the tip of his finger touching Chu Wanning’s lips before he could speak.

     “Shizun, you’re so good.”

     Because of this comment, Chu Wanning was still a little absent-minded all the way until they got back to the gate.

     He felt that the one that was good was not himself, but Mo Ran. This young man was handsome, gentle, and entirely devoted to loving him. Sometimes, it would even seem unreal to Chu Wanning. He felt that this man was too perfect. How could he belong with such a dull person like himself?

     He was with the kind of person who didn’t even know how to say a decent word of love.

     But when Mo Ran gazed at him, his expression was so earnest, without a trace of falsehood. When Mo Ran kissed him, he was so passionate, as if his very breath was in Chu Wanning’s hands, and everything was handed over to him.

     Even though his actions last night were awkward and clumsy, his speech was dull, and he was sometimes in a daze… Mo Ran didn’t feel disheartened. When he woke up in the morning, he was still willing to kiss his lips and say, “You’re so good.”

     “...”

     “Shizun.”

     “Hmm?”

     He suddenly came back to his senses and saw that under the red haitang barrier, Mo Ran was waving at him with a smile, “Where are you going? Come this way, that’s the Red Lotus Pavilion. Let’s go to Mengpo Hall to eat first, then you can go back.”

     Inside Mengpo Hall, Mo Ran was still in front of him, but there were people coming and going around them, and it was very noisy. In this environment, they were less at ease than before, and they could only lower their heads and eat in silence.

     The group of disciples who liked to bet on Chu Wanning couldn’t help but whisper to each other.

     “Why isn’t Yuheng Elder talking to Mo-xiong today?”

     “Not only is he not talking, he’s not even looking at him.”

     “It’s so strange, Mo-xiong also isn’t picking out food for Yuheng Elder either. Isn’t he usually fawning over him…? What’s wrong with them, did they quarrel?”

     “...Would you be sitting at the same table after fighting with your Shizun?”

     “Haha, that’s true.”

     Just as they were whispering to each other, they suddenly saw Chu Wanning stand up to get another bowl of congee. As he passed by, his white robe fluttered and the group stopped talking, obediently lowering their heads to eat their steamed buns.

     After Chu Wanning returned to his seat, they began to murmur amongst themselves again.

     “Do you guys think Yuheng Elder is a bit strange today?”

     Immediately, someone nodded, “Yes! I can’t tell what it is, but it’s something about his clothes?”

     Five or six pairs of eyes peeked secretly for a long time, and suddenly, a young disciple clicked his tongue and said, “It seems to be a little too wrinkled, not as meticulous as usual.”

     When he said this, everyone realized that it was true, but no one thought too much of it. After muttering for a long time, they all thought that Yuheng Elder must have gone to the forbidden area in the back mountain last night to get rid of some evil spirits and repair the barrier or something.

     These disciples admired him, looked up to him, and at most only found him interesting. No one would truly treat him as someone with flesh and blood, someone with desires. So, even if Mo Ran and Chu Wanning’s actions weren’t so discreet, and there were many clues, they didn’t notice, or even care to pay attention.

     When a man was put on a pedestal by the crowd, then he had no choice but to remain silent, to remain motionless, to separate himself from emotion and desire and clear his mind. Only one misstep was needed for everyone to turn on him.

     So later, when the relationship between Mo Weiyu and Chu Wanning was made public to the world, many people felt that their gods had collapsed. They felt disgusted and incredulous, and found it unacceptable.

     But they had all forgotten that to put a person on a pedestal and worship him, to force him to take every step according to their expectations, to force him to live from head to toe for the demands of others and not allow him to have the slightest selfish desire, this in itself was an unbearably cruel and forceful thing to do.