[BL, MTL] You Shu (Quick Wear)

Chapter 53: Painted Skin (13)

Because His Highness the Ninth Prince was sleeping soundly, Xue Wangjing and the commander of the guards did not dare to disturb him, so they put down the curtain gently and tiptoed out of the dormitory.

Youshu was firmly pinched by the waist by the master, and she couldn't leave even if she wanted to, so she could only close her eyes and rest. From time to time, there were cicadas singing and birds singing outside, and the rustling of the wind blowing through the treetops. Brilliant golden yellow to dull white.

Youshu opened her mouth and yawned a little, then turned to look at her master. In his deep sleep, his expression was serene, his brows were calm, exactly the same as the man in his previous life who was as gentle as water but also as cold as wind. But Youshu knew that it was just an appearance, once he opened his eyes, the sharp light hidden in them could burn people alive.

Although they have the same soul, they become different and independent individuals after all. Youshu liked her master in her previous life, and she also liked her current master, no matter what he turned into, she liked her. The guilt of making a mistake and the joy of regaining what was lost were intertwined in his heart, making his eyes slowly turn red.

He was stunned for a while, his eyes finally settled on the master's red lips. For some reason, the scene of the last meeting in the previous life kept flashing in his mind, making his heart itch and his skin hot. He covered his face and told himself not to think too much, but no matter what, he couldn't suppress the sudden desire in his heart.

He no longer needs Longjin or Dragon Essence, but when he has the opportunity to ingest it, he can't restrain the urge. Is it addictive to eat too much? So what about addiction? Anyway, it will be beneficial to me and not harmful at all. If you don't try it while the master is asleep, you probably won't have a chance. Youshu held her head, closed her eyes, and struggled.

The sweet taste of Longjin was recalled by his memory, causing his mouth to secrete a lot of saliva for no reason, and the stirring process of ingesting the dragon essence was uncontrollably repeated in his mind. After hesitating for about a quarter of an hour, emotion finally defeated God's reason. He suddenly opened his eyes and looked at his master, only to find that at some point, he was already so close that he could touch his master's lips if he bent down half an inch.

The body has already made a choice, so why hesitate? He took a deep breath, and only then protruded a small part of his pink-tongue, and gently pried open his master's lips...

The Ninth Prince woke up the moment the boy opened his eyes. He sensed that the young man was watching him, his gaze was intense, and he didn't dare to open his eyes under nervousness, wondering how long the young man would watch. He likes that his eyes stay on him for a long time, warm, comfortable and reassuring.

But then, the warmth and peace of mind turned into anxiety and agitation, and the young man got closer and closer, so close that his slender eyelashes touched the tip of his nose, and his warm breath blew onto his cheeks. The Ninth Prince's heart stopped beating for a moment, but then it was beating like a drum again, causing his chest to throb with pain. He vaguely guessed what the boy wanted to do, but he couldn't believe it.

He is also experiencing a violent struggle in his heart, should he open his eyes and hug him and kiss him, or continue to pretend to be asleep and bear it silently? If you open your eyes and frighten the boy away, so what? After thinking about it, he finally chose to be passive.

The tip of the teenager's tongue was wet and slippery, with the astringent taste of grass and a little sweetness, it was extremely delicious. He actively pried open the gap between his teeth, and poked in, as if he wanted to hook the tip of his tongue, but he was hesitant and afraid, so he pressed against his roof and trembled slightly.