CH 61

[Extra] 61 - Drunken Hometown (First Part) - Mid-Autumn Festival Congratulations

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When Ye Lan came up and stuck to him, Ye Xiao was abruptly awakened from a dream, feeling a sense of danger like prey being caught by a ferocious beast.

However, it was already too late, there was no warning signs for this surprise attack as Ye Lan pressed against his back, held his body in place and, without any preparation, immediately pierced him through from top to bottom.

Ye Xiao felt so much pain he saw black, and his grogginess immediately vanished like smoke in the air as he cursed under his breath: “Fuck, how are you in heat again?!”

During the day Ye Lan was very obedient, if he drew a circle and told him to not go out, he would obediently crouch inside and wait for orders. But going into the night, he was the complete opposite, and his excitement made him almost entirely self-centred and unable to regard the needs of others.

As usual, Ye Xiao took out a short knife and slashed downwards, wanting to force him back. This was originally an empty show of force, but Ye Lan didn’t dodge at all and allowed the sharp blade to pierce into his arm.

At this moment, all that was left of him was lust and animal nature, and he wanted to follow those instincts, but it was also in his nature to never be guarded against Ye Xiao. Ye Xiao was startled, he cursed under his breath as he withdrew the hand with the short knife, and the sharp blade left behind a trail of blood in the air as it was pulled out. Ye Xiao didn’t want to really hurt him, so he didn’t dare make another move, and he just used all his strength to turn over and jump to the side to avoid him. Ye Lan seized the opportunity to grab his wrists and pin them against the wall, pushing onto his back and forcing him to press up against the wall, making it difficult for him to make even a fraction of a movement. Ye Xiao’s wuggong methods excelled at long range and concealed weapons, so trying to compete against Ye Lan with brute force was simply wishful thinking. He was wedged between the wall and Ye Lan, with no room to move out of the way.

The movements of the person behind him were rough and savage, at first Ye Xiao involuntarily whimpered a few times due to the sharp pain, but he gradually lost the strength to resist and his moaning also quieted down. In order to force Ye Xiao to make a sound, Ye Lan continuously increased his strength. Ye Xiao already didn’t know if what hurt more was the force with which he was rammed against the wall or the sharp blade wreaking havoc on his lower body, and his consciousness was almost broken.

When Ye Xiao woke up once again, it felt more like he was dragged back into consciousness by an intense sense of pain. His knees and chest were covered in blue-green bruises, and his wrists were red and swollen from being gripped, without moving he could feel a thick liquid slowly gushing out from between his legs, some of it already cold, and some still warm.

It wasn’t dawn yet, and probably only a sichen or two had passed. Ye Lan was lying on top of him, already asleep, and hadn’t forgotten to hug him tightly. The lewd scent of essence and the light smell of blood lingered in the air.

Ye Lan looked at him, sleeping soundly, and was incredibly angry.

His lower body was sticky, and he didn’t need to think about it to know how much of a mess it was, he endured the discomfort as he lay down for a while, and once he had recovered a little of his physical strength, he slapped Ye Lan on the head: “Shameful!”

He didn’t have any strength, so his hand was as light as a feather and Ye Lan didn’t wake at all.

“Fuck you~ Wake up~” Ye Xiao used the little strength he had left to slap him on the cheek and reprimand him, but unfortunately his scolding was also light as a feather and didn’t affect the other at all.

Ye Lan slightly opened his eyes into a thin line, looking out blankly, and in a daze shifted towards the side of his body, hugging his leg and rubbing against it, and continued sleeping peacefully.

Ye Xiao felt depressed.

Martial arts practitioners, for the most part, were very vigilant towards the movements of those around them, and would only become unguarded around those people they trusted with their heart and soul, to the point where they wouldn’t be woken by the smallest movement. Ye Xiao knew he was that kind of special existence for Ye Lan, and he used to think that was something to be proud of, but in the current circumstances, he hated he couldn’t just smash him into the wall.

Ye Xiao trembled as he pushed Ye Lan away, then ruthlessly kicked him down from the bed, and supported himself on the railing to sit up. With this light movement, he suddenly felt as though a spring gushed down from his secret place, flowing down his legs and immediately wetting a large area of his lower body.

Ye Xiao cursed in his mind.

Afterwards, he took a deep breath and exerted all of his power to get down on the ground, then he carelessly draped a garment over his shoulders and made his way to the back of the mountain, supporting himself on the walls and the trees the whole journey there. There was a dense forest behind the mountain, and a clear spring flowed down through it, converging into a stream. When he had just come to the Sword Pavilion, Ye Xiao took a liking to this place and talked about how convenient it would be to bathe here, and Pavilion Master Jun Xuanheng teased him: “We are wealthy big-shots, you should naturally call for a maid to help you bathe, why would you wash out in the wilderness?”

Ye Xiao spoke without thinking: “Just in case it’s an inconvenient time.”

1 Like the saying ‘casting pearls before swine’, meaning to try and reason with/do something for someone who won’t understand/appreciate it. Basically saying its a waste of words. Top.

2 Old time-y wine jars were sealed with clay around the mouth like so to guarantee the freshness of the liquor. Top.