You Are Too Ugly, I Refuse - Chapter 47 - Zerui Zhou (6)
CHAPTER 47, ZERUI ZHOU (6)
TL by HellowYellow78
Inside the screen, Yun Caiye just got out of the bath, and was standing on the ebony floor with bare feet. The cool air from the outside of the window dissipates heat from its body. Yet Yun Caiye still felt as if he was sick, and there was a fever – like a passion that flowed endlessly through his body that he couldn’t let go of.
He opened his mouth and breathed out a breath of heat, and Yun Caiye lifted his wet hair. The cool water on the hair tip slid down to the light gauze like white satin tunic, and gradually there were circles of water marks, so that people could see the white skin below, and make the cool wind in the night more cool. But after a while, Yun Caiye seemed to not be cool enough. He lifted his hand to loosen his collar and revealed his figure that was like snow jade. He frowned and murmured in a low voice, “It’s still the end of winter, how can it be as hot as summer?”
Having said that, he slightly raised his hand, and was about to flick a fairy trick to dry his hair, when suddenly a pair of hands reached out behind him. One firmly hand wrapped around his waist, and the other gripped the back of his hand, and gently pulled it back. The next moment, Yun Caiye felt that warm lips fell on his fingers, and kissed along the cool jade white of his fingertips to his wrist, interrupting all his movements。
“…Zhu Yuan?” Yun Caiye turned his head and called softly. Only his little disciple could do such a presumptuous action.
Zhu Yuan’s eyes were dark, and he dropped his eyes to look at Yun Caiye’s beautifully shaped, lustrous neck, then feigned aggravation as he responded, “Shizun, this disciple has been waiting in the room for a long time, but haven’t seen Shizun come looking for me.”
He’s really petulant, Yun Caiye sighed in his heart. Struggling to get out of Zhu Yuan’s arms, after all, his hair is still wet.
“No, Shizun has been remembering you and was just about to seek you out.”
That’s true, but when Zhu Yuan was hiding under the table and eavesdropping on the conversation between Yun Caiye and the vixen, he couldn’t even feel Yun Caiye remembering him a bit, even though the vixen had already left the room. Yun Caiye is still trying to make a fuss to keep him! But at this time, Zhu Yuan felt Yun Caiye’s struggle refusing to be embraced, and the jealousy in his heart became even stronger – I was alone in the boudoir, and you are here, drinking wine with the vixen?
“I don’t believe it.” Zhu Yuan narrowed his eyes and refused to use the honorific words. He put his arm around Yun Caiye’s waist a little harder. He lowered his head and opened his mouth to bite the skin between his fair white neck.
“Ah ——–” Yun Caiye was bitten by him, and couldn’t help shrinking his neck. He turned to resist the chest of Zhu Yuan and whispered, “How can you bite without saying a word? Are you a dog?”
Zhu Yuan pursed his thin lips and refused to speak. He looked at the half of the snow-white shoulder and white exquisite collarbone that Yun Caiye accidentally exposed from his collar during his movements, and his eyes became dimmer. When he looked up, it was the young man who had just had some misty eyes because of the pain. The pair of his eyes usually contains countless joy, the eye tail slightly curved upward, when smile, they like a crescent moon, slightly curved up, with a shallow red halo, like the peach blossom petals in the fairyland, which are full of affection. It’s just that the owner of the eyes always has a serious ascetic expression. That’s why people can’t see the ecstatic appearance of this heart and soul.
At this time the side of the bath was filled with a white mist, the young man’s black hair was scattered carelessly, the clothes were half exposed, like a piece of very fragrant honey meat, provoking the lust of a beast with sharp teeth and claws in the cage.
Zhu Yuan suddenly tilted his head and smiled lowly as he leaned in front of Yun Caiye’s face and said, “Shizun, Zhu Yuan belongs to the dragon.”
Yun Caiye laughed out loud when he heard the words, “What nonsense are you talking about? Shizun remembered that when you came out of the shell, it was the year of Xinmao in the celestial calendar. You should belong to a rabbit.” (TL note: 辛卯; pinyin xīn mǎo; Xin Maonian is the 28th year among 60 branches of the Chinese calendar and is one of the ranks of the Year of the Rabbit).
Zhu Yuan, “……” No, he doesn’t believe it.
It was as if Yun Caiye was still not enough to tease Zhu Yuan, his jaw lifted slightly, his amorous eyes that were like peach petals looked very seductive, his red lips opened and closed, “No wonder my Zhu Yuan loved crying when he was young. But why did Zhu Yuan not behave well at all, and still show your face to Shizun with red eyes all day long?”.
“No, Shizun. Your Zhu Yuan is well behaved.” Zhu Yuan lowered his head, turbulent lust brewing in his dark red eyes, “But Zhu Yuan belongs to the dragon. Shizun will believe it soon.”
Yun Caiye Frowning his eyes with a little puzzled – his little disciple obviously belongs to the rabbit ah, why did he refuse to admit?
However, Zhu Yuan didn’t give him time to think, took his hand and walked outside the screen.
“Ey, where are you going?” Yun Caiye was taken aback by Zhu Yuan and asked hurriedly.
“It’s getting late, Shizun, let’s grab some sleep.” Zhu Yuan said, he directly picked up Yun Caiye and strode towards the big bed surrounded by light gauze in the pavilion.
Yun Caiye was stunned by this series of movements, and only when he was put onto the soft bed by Zhu Yuan, did Yun Caiye prop up his body and open his mouth, “It’s only been a short time since nightfall …… Wu—“
With only one hand stretched out, Zhu Yuan gently pressed Yun Caiye back when he was about to get up, but his other free hand immediately cupped the Yun Caiye’s chin, and after lifting him a little, he placed his lips on it, gently kissing him several times before tucking his tongue between the young man’s unclosed teeth. It had only been a while since he moved that soft tongue into Yun Caiye’s mouth that Yun Caiye had pushed him away.
Yun Caiye breathes softly, turned his head to avoid Zhu Yuan’s kiss, and frowned, “Shizun just drank wine…” There was still a smell of wine in his mouth.
Zhu Yuan licked his lips, and said intently, “O, this disciple tasted it.”
Hearing the voice of the little disciple who was much hoarser than usual, Yun Caiye turned his head and looked at the person who was bending over his body — His tough profile made his angled face cast a deeper shadow in the flickering candle light. Several black hairs fell onto his chest as he bent over as he breathed up and down gently.
He genuinely felt that his little disciple wasn’t ugly, and he even felt that with such clear-cut angular facial features, his little disciple should be the most handsome person there.
As if possessed, Yun Caiye used his fingers to gently curl those strands of hair, and after winding them around his fingertips for a while, he raised his hand to caress Zhu Yuan’s face, his eyes were both affectionate and guilty, “It’s Shizun’s bad …… Shizun is sorry for you …..”
Zhu Yuan was stunned for a moment when he saw this look from Yun Caiye, then frowned and turned his head towards the jug of ‘Twilight Stream’ that was placed on the table by the young man – Is there something wrong with this wine? Otherwise, Why did Yun Caiye suddenly talk to him about these things? But Mo Chen drank the wine too.
And Yun Caiye then reached out a hand and wrenched Zhu Yuan’s head back, holding his face in both hands and murmuring, “Shizun didn’t take good care of you, you must have had a lot of grievances and suffered a lot with following Shizun……”
“Shizun, are you drunk?” Zhu Yuan lowered his head and sniffed in Yun Caiye’s breath. He only felt that although the alcohol in the wine was a bit strong, it wasn’t enough to make him drunk to this extent. How could he become like this?
Yun Caiye shook his head, he wasn’t drunk. His mind was very clear, but for some reason, the distress and compassion for Zhu Yuan that he usually suppressed seemed unbearable at this time, spontaneously pouring down his throat. Forcing him to open his mouth and pouring everything out of his heart, “Shizun isn’t drunk, Shizun is just love you and distress because my Zhu Yuan must be very suffering and have a lot of grievances in going through your days ..”.
When he said that, Yun Caiye’s eyes actually turned red.
Of his seven personal disciples, Zhu Yuan was the most pitiful one.
Qingchuan was the chief disciple of the Yunjian Gate. Not only did he have high prestige in the gate, but all the disciples from all the palaces and sects in the Fairyland would call him “Big Brother Qingchuan” when they saw him; Qing Shi is a relative of ‘Zu Feng’ (TL note: 祖凤; pinyin Zǔ fèng; is the ancestral phoenix), after the ‘Bai Luan’ divine bird (TL note: 白鸾; pinyin Bái luán; White mythical bird related to Phoenix divine bird), and is favored by numerous brothers and sisters; Qing Lang, on the other hand, was a proud son of the heaven, and even the Jade Emperor was reluctant to scold him, having domineering the Fairyland for thousands of centuries with only got a few reprimands; Qing Ya is a descendant of ‘Fuxi’ (TL note: 伏羲; pinyin fúxī; is a mythical creator of fishing, trapping and writing), who is proficient in the five elements and eight trigrams, and everyone in the Fairyland gives him a little bit of face and treats him with courtesy; Qing Yuan and Qing Ying are after the Five Sons of the Dragon, ‘Taotie’, who are both beautiful in appearance and extremely pleasing and popular to the immortal fairies. (TL note: 饕餮; pinyin tāotiè; ia a ferocious and gluttonous mythological animal, the fifth son of the dragon king. You can find the image of Taotie on a zoomorphic mask motif, found on Shang and Zhou ritual bronzes).
Only Zhu Yuan, who had no father, no mother, no relatives, no friends, and had even been subject to criticism, was alienated by the immortal fairies simply because he had a face different from that of ordinary people.
Little disciple is so pitiful! He should’ve loved him more!
Yun Caiye continued to hold the little disciple’s face, saying some nonsense like “Shizun loves you” and “Zhu Yuan doesn’t cry”.
Zhu Yuan listened to his words and frowned tighter – he was in the Peach Blossom Garden and drinking with Yun Caiye, and knew that he was a good drinker, and the peach blossom wine brewed by Jiu Yi didn’t make him drunk, so how intoxicating ‘ The Twilight Stream ‘given by Mo Chen that made Yun Caiye like this?
No, he’d have to drink it, too, to see what was so weird about the wine.
So Zhu Yuan got up a little, stretched out his hand to suck the ‘Twilight Stream’ that was in the pot on the table, opened the pot lid and drank the wine in a few sips into his stomach.
The pungent liquor slid down his throat and into his lungs, and what was obviously a few gulps of cold liquid was like a pile of sparks that had been doused with oil, and instantly a fierce, evil fire leaped up inside him. It made the already-mouthy thing in his crotch swell a little more.
——– There’s something wrong with this wine!
If he hadn’t come to see Shizun, would Shizun have had to toss and turn in this bed with that vixen until dawn? He was just distressed that Yun Caiye was lying on the rough ground in the secret passage last time, fearing this time too that he would be uncomfortable, and had been pressing his lust to bring him to this soft bed before kissing him!
Zhu Yuan opened his eyes wide, threw the wine in his hand carelessly to the side, gritted his teeth, and pressed Yun Caiye’s jaw wordlessly, “Shizun is lying, you don’t feel sorry for me at all ……”
When the jade-white wine pot rolled several times on the mattress, the jade lid fell off, and the prized and incomparable wine in the pot also spilled as well, causing a drip of water on the bed.
—-Ah, what a shame, he was going to take the wine back with him and give it to Jiu Yi to taste.
Yun Caiye looked slightly sideways towards the wine pot, it must’ve been overturned by Zhu Yuan, he thought.
Seeing that the young man didn’t look at him, but stared at the thing left by the fox, the strength he used in his hands became a little heavier. In the meantime, Yun Caiye’s movements made him a little uncomfortable. He raised his head slightly, and the white neck and delicate collarbone became more and more obvious. He frowned slightly, and the slightly protruding Adam’s apple knot moved up and down a few times. Raised his hand to touch the arm of the little disciple, and hummed, “En…Zhu Yuan, you should be lighter…”
What’s light? He hasn’t used it yet.
Zhu Yuan sort of understood that his Shizun had been possessed by that fox spirit, his body was still with him, but his soul had already run away with that smelly fox!
The fire of desire stirred up by ‘Twilight Stream’ became more and more intense, and Zhu Yuan loosened the hand that was holding Yun Caiye’s chin, and instead———–(TL note: another censored..but they doing papapa…hot like fire ( ＾◡＾)っ (‿|‿)...╭∩╮…Hit you with that du ddu du du….aye aye…).