The Protagonist Just Wants to Fall in Love [MTL]

Chapter 224 Debt of Love

It was already daybreak outside. On the edge of the corridor, fish in the lake were wagging their tails and swimming around. Ripples were spreading across the surface of the lake, and in the distance there were misty clouds.

　　"Master." Chu Shun handed over the rice paper he had used to practice calligraphy yesterday.

　　Ling Yugeng looked at the handwriting above. Over the past few days, the progress has been very subtle. Compared with Chu Shun's progress in other aspects, the progress in this area seems to be too slow.

　　He looked up at Chu Shun opposite him. Chu Shun lowered his head. Ling Yugeng stood up and asked Chu Shun to follow him to the study, wanting to see with his own eyes how Chu Shun wrote.

　　"Master, there will be morning training later." Chu Shun said behind him.

　　Ling Yugeng: "It won't take long."

　　Chu Shun: "I...my stomach feels a little uncomfortable."

　　Ling Yugeng paused and turned sideways, "What's wrong?"

　　Something went wrong with Elder Yun's practice last night. The spiritual energy was diverted from his dantian.

　　Chu Shun stammered and couldn't say anything. Ling Yugeng walked up to him and put his hand on his abdomen. Chu Shun felt a warm current flowing into his dantian. When he wanted to step back, Ling Yugeng put his other hand around his waist and stopped him from retreating.

Chu Shun's back stiffened; he seldom got so close to someone.

　　He looked up and saw the man had his eyes closed, and paused again.

　　Ling Yugeng would come to his room every night. He knew that every time Ling Yugeng would seal his acupuncture points and make him lose consciousness. He wanted to see what he would do, but he did nothing every time.

　　He raised his eyelids and saw the man's angular jaw and lips. The line of his lips was stretched into a straight line, as if there was no temperature at all.

　　Only when he is eating can one seem to glimpse a bit of human aura from him. At other times, it is like a gust of wind, incomprehensible.

　　He always wore plain clothes, just like a piece of pure white paper. Who in the world does not have selfish desires? Chu Shun has seen too many ugly faces. He wanted to see a different color on this piece of white paper. The nasty ones wanted to dirty this white clothes. He wanted the man to expose his selfish desires, tear apart his surface, and watch the saint who has no desires step into the world.

　　His eyes flickered slightly and he stood on tiptoe.

　　Ling Yugeng felt Chu Shun's breath approaching, opened his eyes, lowered his eyes and met Chu Shun's gaze. Chu Shun licked his lips, which were bright red. He looked like a pitiful puppy, his black eyes were moist, and he wanted to say something but stopped.

　　In his previous life, several people had used the beauty trap in front of him. This technique was something that one would learn if one saw it many times. It would be easy for him to master it after learning about 50% or 60% of it.

　　"Don't pretend to be sick if there's nothing wrong." Ling Yugeng's voice was colder and deeper than usual. He loosened his waist and withdrew his hand.

　　He had seen many tricks to skip classes and cheat in the past, so there was no way he would fall for Chu Shun's trick.

　　He walked into the study with a cold expression.

　　Chu Shun: "..."

　　He had no choice but to follow him, lowering his head to follow the man's clothes, his steps sometimes fast and sometimes slow, stepping on his shadow.