Flying Dust

Flying Dust [Fei Chen]

Chapter 48.1

“What did you put (apply) on yourself?” Mo Fei Chen lowered his voice.

“Don’t worry, it’s not an aphrodisiac.” Jun Wushuang suddenly turned his face sideways and kissed the tip of Mo Fei Chen’s nose, “This kind of medicine… is called ‘ask the heart’. If you don’t have any feelings for me, you won’t feel anything.”

“What are you trying to say? Because I feel something, it proves that I have a feeling for you?” Mo Fei Chen’s teeth clenched together.

“That’s right, that’s what I’m trying to say.” The cloth in Jun Wushuang’s hand sank into the water as he kissed Mo Fei Chen’s lips, sucking, licking and using various methods. Mo Fei Chen felt himself being controlled by the other party, his heart felt like it was being strangled tightly. He even held the other party’s arm and began to respond passionately.

A crack appeared in one of the walls and just before it collapsed, Mo Fei Chen violently pushed him away and gazed in horror at Jun Wushuang’s face which seemed moist and seductive because of the steam. 

“I’m not attracted to you! Because the person I like is not you!” With both of his hands on the tub, Mo Fei Chen tried to get up but his waist was pulled by the other party as he was dragged back into the water again.

“Then, it’s fine, you can just pretend that you don’t have any feelings for me.”

Jun Wushuang’s fingers took Mo Fei Chen’s face, kissed his chin and his Adam’s apple. … “Damn it——” Mo Fei Chen was shocked and leaned back against the wall of the barrel,… The two of them breathed heavily. The sound of the two people’s rapid breathing and the sound of the water splashing together intertwine with each other. Mo Fei Chen almost ran out of energy at the end, his legs slipping off on the edge, … Mo Fei Chen was held firmly into his embrace and his mind was completely in daze.

Jun Wushuang slowly withdrew (took it out), tore clean clothes and lifted Mo Fei Chen out of the water to help him wipe his body.

“You don’t have to do it!” Mo Fei Chen hated that kind of smell on his body so much. 

But Jun Wushuang remained unmoved, wiping the water stains from his body while sticking his fingers into his hole to take out the fluid from his body. Mo Fei Chen stayed there, not daring to move until he had been cleaned up by the other party and then, without getting dressed, he climbed out of the barrel and went back to the bed, covering himself with the quilt from the head and making no more sound.

Jun Wushuang tidied up the room and returned to the bed, hugging Mo Fei Chen who was under the quilt.

“Actually, isn’t it good for us to live on like this? What do you really want…Fei Chen?”

Mo Fei Chen closed his eyes under the quilt, he wanted to live a free and unrestrained life, not the fake image he had now.

The next afternoon, Jun Wushuang got up as usual and went back to Jing Shui Sect to prepare food for Mo Fei Chen.

Mo Fei Chen was naked and wrapped in the quilt. He looked toward the top of the bed and was confused.

He did not sleep the entire night yesterday.

He wondered if he really didn’t care about Jun Wushuang at all? 

No, if he didn’t care, when he found out that Jing Shui Sect had ambushed the Xiushui Palace in that small village, he didn’t worry about Liu Feiying but Jun Wushuang instead, even when he was hit by Leng Yufang’s sword and fell in front of Jun Wushuang at the Mu Yun Mountain Manor, he was still a little relieved that at least he could see Jun Wushuang’s face before he died and joke ‘wife and husband’ jokes with him. 

All of this changed when he found out that Jun Wushuang was the Sect Master of Jing Shui Sect. Although he knew that Jun Wushuang had never used him (took advantage of him) for anything, He as Jing Shui Sect leader was not the Jun Wushuang he knew after all.

When Xu Mituo Sword of Wu Liang Great Master pierced through his body, what he was sad about was not just because Jun Wushuang had let go of his hand, but he had discovered that Jun Wushuang had too many secrets which he knew nothing at all. 

But He Yunfeng gave him complete honesty and tolerance (exclusiveness) as if he was destined to belong to him.

All right then, Wushuang.

I admit that my heart may have been a little moved by you.

But there are some things that if you miss (the chance /the momen) then you just miss it.

At this very moment, the door was slowly opened and someone came in.

Mo Fei Chen turned his head to the other side, and that kind of footsteps’ sound did not belong to Jun Wushuang. 

“Yu… Yu Shi Xiong?”

The person who entered the room was none other than Yu Jin, his face had a scar on it, with an amused and helpless expression on it. He was wearing dark blue garments, “Fei Chen… it’s really you.”

“How did you … how did you get in here?” Mo Fei Chen was surprised for a moment as he sat up from under the quilt, revealing his upper body covered with red marks.

Yu Jin narrowed his eyes, his two dashing eyebrows wrinkled together, “Is this what the Sect Master did to you? I didn’t expect  that you’re so popular with men.”

Mo Fei Chen lowered his head as he took a look, an awkward smile appeared on his face, “That right, a grown up man was made like this. Shi Xiong, you don’t look down on me.”

“Will not. (Not at all.)” Yu Jin replied very simply, “A real man is able to bend and stretch (be flexible).1[大丈夫能屈能伸:  Dàzhàngfu néngqūnéngshēn ; A man of character knows when to be humble and when to be assertive or in other words, able to stoop or to stand; submit or assert oneself as the occasion requires; be adaptable to circumstances] But you should be able to get out of this valley with your Qing Gong.”