Prohibit Certain Players from Contacting the Dungeon NPC!

Chapter 44: West Private High School

Mu Miao wrapped his hands around Xi Junchi's neck, his legs draped over him. The veil on his head was held tightly by Xi Junchi, and their gazes met at the same level. Suddenly, Mu Miao had an idea and covered Xi Junchi's head with the veil.

Xi Junchi was tall and upright, and the white veil on his head seemed out of place. He merely let Mu Miao fuss with it, his hands resting on Mu Miao's waist.

At that moment, a little kitten suddenly jumped onto Xi Junchi's shoulder and, in a soft and spoiled voice, mewed, "Miao~"

Mu Miao had taken the cat to Xi Junchi after leaving the house earlier that morning. He happily lifted the kitten with one hand and cradled it in his arms.

Then, raising his eyes to look at Xi Junchi, Mu Miao suddenly leaned in, a smile in his eyes, and kissed him on the lips through the veil.

"Miao~"

The kitten, with round, glossy eyes, looked at the two bipeds who were ignoring it while they kissed. It started kneading Mu Miao's chest with its front paws, mewing to get his attention.

But Mu Miao completely ignored it, using one hand to block its little head.

The kitten became limp and sighed, "Miao~"

The bipeds didn’t love it anymore. Boo-hoo.

A few seconds later, Mu Miao pulled back in surprise and looked at Xi Junchi, "Your soul... it's complete?"

Xi Junchi’s finger brushed over his lip, "It’s just a few pieces merged together. And Mu Miao, my name is Xi Junchi."

Mu Miao: "!!!"

He was shocked, covering his mouth. His face turned bright red in an instant, and he shyly buried his face in Xi Junchi's neck, acting completely withdrawn as if he was in a state of social anxiety.

It was like how, no matter how bold and carefree one might be online, there was always a moment of shyness when meeting the real person, unable to face them directly.

Mu Miao was in that state now. No matter what Xi Junchi said, he just buried his head in the crook of his neck like an ostrich, occasionally responding with a "Mm."

Xi Junchi found it amusing and pinched his cheek, "Didn’t you say you liked to make love with me? Now you don’t even have the courage to look at me? Mu Miao, if you keep acting like this, I might think you like Song Qi or Yu Chen, not me."

His tone softened slightly, as if complaining but with no real harm.

"No, it’s not like that." Mu Miao cautiously looked at him, then shyly lowered his head and nuzzled Xi Junchi's cheek, as if trying to please him. "Because it’s you, I like them."

"Although I don’t remember when we met, I’ve always remembered how much I like you."

Xi Junchi suddenly recalled something and looked at Mu Miao with a hint of panic in his eyes. His gaze focused on Mu Miao's wrist and chest, which were smooth except for the bite marks left from last night.

He sighed with relief and pulled a confused Mu Miao into his embrace, "Your injuries... have they healed?"

"How did you know I was injured?" Mu Miao was first puzzled, then realized the reason likely lay in the memory he had lost. "The injury on my hand was too ugly, so I covered it."

Mu Miao removed the concealment, and horrifying scars appeared on his wrist.

Xi Junchi gently touched the scar, remembering the first time he saw Mu Miao.

At that time, Mu Miao had been sleeping on a bed covered with cold air, his wrist marked with pockmarked wounds, and there was a bloody hole on his chest.