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Ye Chen leaned against the door frame and sat up, extending a hand to feel the refreshing rain of nature. The exhilarating sensation allowed him to temporarily forget his discomfort.
At that moment, a thunderous roar echoed through the heavens.
Ye Chen slowly opened his eyes and saw a figure in white standing in the puddle before him. At some point, this person had appeared, holding an umbrella in one hand and offering a handkerchief with the other.
Following the long, slender fingers, Ye Chen gradually lifted his head, struggling to open his eyes that were dampened by the rain. The face hidden beneath the umbrella slowly came into focus.
It was Pei Guanjing!
In an instant, Ye Chen's mind cleared for a moment. How did he find his way here?
Instinctively, Ye Chen wanted to get up and flee, but his foot slipped, nearly causing him to fall. Fortunately, Pei Guanjing was quick and caught his arm just in time.
Seeing this, Ye Chen looked up and gave Pei Guanjing an awkward smile, stammering, “Master, you… how did you come here?”
At that moment, the young man was unaware of how enchanting he appeared. His slightly intoxicated face resembled a captivating shadow under the clear moonlight; his doe-like eyes were filled with emotion, glistening like dew. His lips were plump and slightly parted, as if silently inviting someone to draw near.
This sight intensified the desire in Pei Guanjing's eyes. He tossed aside the umbrella with one hand and effortlessly lifted Ye Chen into his arms.
“Hey, Master…”
It was said that when Tian Qian encountered Kun Ze during the Rain Dew Period, he would lose all rationality like a beast. Although Pei Guanjing usually remained solitary and cold as frost, Ye Chen dared not gamble his future against Pei Guanjing. After all, if Kun Ze were marked by Tian Qian, it would be a lifetime commitment.
Thus, he quickly grasped Pei Guanjing's collar with both hands and tilted his chin slightly upward. With innocent, tear-filled eyes gazing at him, he anxiously asked, “Master, do you… know about this?”
From the moment Pei Guanjing laid eyes on Ye Chen, his heart felt as if it were being torn apart. Now, with the soft warmth of Ye Chen in his embrace and the faint scent of Haitang lingering in the air, the rationality he had struggled to maintain began to wane.
Ye Chen's Rain Dew Period had fully erupted. This was the first time in seven or eight months; despite having taken numerous Hidden Fragrance Pills, his own Xin Xiang had been suppressed for so long that once it burst forth, it released an alluring charm that seemed ready to engulf everything around him in its tide of emotions.
Ye Chen felt utterly exhausted, his frail body lying on the ground, drenched clothes clinging tightly to him, revealing every curve. Pei Guanjing's gaze inadvertently swept over him, lingering longer than intended.
Ye Chen keenly sensed the deepening darkness in Pei Guanjing's eyes and grew increasingly fearful. He trembled as he reached out a hand, trying to cover Pei Guanjing's eyes. His voice was weak and breathy, gently echoing amidst the sound of wind and rain, "Master... please... don't look at me..."
The boy's helpless appearance made Pei Guanjing's throat involuntarily tighten. He struggled to suppress the surge of emotions rising within him and spoke in a low, slightly hoarse voice, "Ye Chen... are you still feeling unwell? Do you need... Master to help you?"
Ye Chen froze for a moment, then shook his head vigorously like a rattle drum, urgently saying, "No, no, Master, you don’t need to help me."
In such a state, how could Pei Guanjing possibly help him? Would he... Ye Chen couldn't bear to think about it. He wished he could knock himself out right then and there to escape the discomfort.
Seeing his strong resistance, a faint smile unconsciously appeared on Pei Guanjing's lips. How adorable he was.
But that smile quickly vanished from Pei Guanjing's face. In the next moment, he seemed to shudder slightly as the cool scent of pine began to emanate from him, intertwining with his own Haitang Fragrance. This was a sign that Pei Guanjing was about to impose Xin Xiang suppression on him.
Ye Chen stared in shock for a long time before finally looking up at Pei Guanjing with disbelief in his voice, "Master..."
No, was Pei Guanjing really going to take action against him? That shouldn't be! He was his master!
"Don't move."
Pei Guanjing hurriedly released his grip on Ye Chen's shoulders and quickly turned away, tightly closing his eyes. Time passed slowly; after a while, he gradually regained his composure and slowly opened his amber eyes that glimmered with a cold light.
"Master knows you are Kun Ze; you don't need to be afraid. Master is here to help you," Pei Guanjing tried to make his voice sound gentle and soothing.
However, upon hearing this, the tide of emotions beneath Ye Chen surged again. He couldn't help but let out a soft moan, instantly flushing red. How could he embarrass himself so thoroughly in front of Pei Guanjing? Ye Chen wished he could find a crack in the ground to hide in.
"Master... I don't need your help... I don't want to be marked by Tian Qian." Ye Chen curled up his body and summoned all his strength to say this. Then, with tears welling in his eyes, he slowly lowered his head, exposing a neck as pale as snow that appeared especially vulnerable in the wind and rain.
Pei Guanjing’s remaining rationality battled against the beast within him. Finally, he slowly turned his head to look at Ye Chen's disheveled state, his gaze filled with forcibly suppressed affection as he said awkwardly, "Master doesn't... want to do that to you; it's just a temporary mark. It won't harm you..."
After speaking, silence enveloped them. For a long while, Ye Chen did not respond.
Pei Guanjing finally realized that Ye Chen had been completely overwhelmed by the tide of emotions, his face flushed with a deep crimson.
The young man unconsciously rubbed his thighs, seemingly searching for some form of solace. In the end, he grabbed Pei Guanjing's rain-soaked sleeve and clung to it tightly, as if it were a lifeline amidst the surging waves of his feelings.
Pei Guanjing swallowed hard; he felt he was on the verge of losing control.
Having a highly compatible Tian Qian and Kun Ze in the same place was already an unbearable torment. If he didn’t mark Ye Chen temporarily, he feared he would truly lose himself.
Seeing that Ye Chen no longer responded, Pei Guanjing hesitated no longer. With a decisive motion, he carefully turned Ye Chen over and gently pulled down the collar of his shirt at the back of his neck. He leaned in slightly, his lips parting as he slowly bit down.
In an instant, the rich scent of Haitang Fragrance surged forth, quickly enveloping the surrounding air and completely masking the original aroma. Yet, within the depths of this Haitang Fragrance, there lingered a faint hint of pinewood. Gradually, the pinewood scent began to overpower the Haitang Fragrance, which slowly subsided with the movement of air.
After a long while, this temporary marking finally came to an end.
Pei Guanjing slowly lifted his head, his gentle gaze falling upon the two distinct bite marks on Ye Chen's nape—his exclusive marks. A sense of unprecedented satisfaction rose within him.
Ye Chen finally calmed down from the emotional tide, slumping into Pei Guanjing's embrace, motionless. The remnants of the earlier emotional flush still lingered on his face, his complexion a delicate pink reminiscent of blooming peach blossoms, making it impossible for Pei Guanjing to look away.
Unable to help himself, Pei Guanjing gently leaned closer to Ye Chen's profile. He then slowly lowered his head and softly kissed the corner of Ye Chen's mouth.
The sensation was just as soft and sweet as he had imagined.
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