Part 2
With Zhu Ran’s massage movements, Z’s skin became more obviously red.
His fair skin, which used to be like moonlight, looked as if he were drunk—red and pink.
Not to mention Z’s entire body was soaked in sweat. His forehead, neck, and chest were like they had been coated in massage oil, shimmering with crystalline sweat.
Z’s mouth was slightly open, and his breathing became more rapid.
He frowned, his voice hoarse: “It’s okay… continue.”
This was the first time Zhu Ran had encountered someone sweating so much during an oil massage; he felt the situation was somewhat losing control.
Zhu Ran glanced at the spiritual sea testing instrument.
[Damage Value: 90.8%] [Fluctuation Value: 28]
The damage value had decreased by 0.2%, but the fluctuation value had risen to 28, almost exceeding the normal value of 30.
Zhu Ran stopped what he was doing without a shred of hesitation and made a decisive choice: “Z, your fluctuation value is not right. I’m stopping the treatment now and will have Hyuna bring a doctor to see you.”
With that, Zhu Ran was about to stand up and leave, but in the next moment, his wrist was tightly grabbed by Z’s hand.
Only then did Zhu Ran find that Z’s hands were also incredibly hot, as if they could burn his skin.
A lot of sweat seeped from Z’s palm, making Zhu Ran’s wrist wet.
Z opened his blue and gold heterochromatic eyes. Because of the high fever, the corners of Z’s eyes were red, and his eyes were also filled with water vapor.
He looked… quite pitiful.
Z opened his mouth, his voice no longer as calm as usual, but carrying some grievance: “Uncomfortable.”
Zhu Ran found that Z’s gaze was not focused; he looked as if he were semi-conscious from the fever.
He struggled with his wrist but couldn’t shake Z off: “I’m going to find you a doctor.”
“Don’t want a doctor, want you.”
Z spoke very directly, not hiding his thoughts at all.
He used force and pulled Zhu Ran onto the bed again.
Then, he rested his head on Zhu Ran’s lap and rubbed against Zhu Ran’s abdomen.
Zhu Ran, who was wearing a loose hoodie, had his clothes pulled up by Z’s rubbing, revealing a section of his jade-like waist.
Z’s fluffy golden hair moved back and forth against the skin of Zhu Ran’s abdomen.
Zhu Ran’s abdominal muscles suddenly tightened, and his body stiffened instantly.
The semi-conscious Z didn’t notice Zhu Ran’s stiffness; he just followed his instinct to find a comfortable place to rub and cool down.
“Hot, uncomfortable, you… comfortable.”
Waves of sensations came from his abdomen—very itchy, very hot, and because of Z’s sweat, a bit slippery and cool.
The complex senses were like ants crawling back and forth on Zhu Ran’s abdomen—a bit numbing and a bit flirtatious.
Taking a deep breath to clear his mind, Zhu Ran took a moment to look at Z’s spiritual sea data.
[Damage Value: 90.7%] [Fluctuation Value: 31]
The damage value had decreased by another 0.1%, but the fluctuation value had exceeded the normal range.
Clearly, Z had temporarily fallen into a confused state of consciousness due to the spiritual sea fluctuation.
When the fluctuation value was higher than 30, patients usually entered a state where their spiritual sea lost control. Further on, they would enter a manic state and cause indiscriminate harm to people around them.
However, at this moment, Z didn’t have a single intention of being manic, apart from his confused consciousness.
It was just that his personality became a bit… unreasonable, a bit dramatic, and very clingy.
“Hiss… it’s itchy, stop it.”
His sensitive and tender waist and abdomen were being touched constantly. The other’s fiery breath touched the soft flesh of his waist. Zhu Ran felt that his own body was also somewhat off.
Because of the discomfort, Zhu Ran’s usually stable spiritual power also fluctuated, and the vines on his wrist were restless.
Zhu Ran pressed the vines with his hand to make them quiet down.
Hearing Zhu Ran say “stop it,” Z really stopped his movements.
He poked his head out from Zhu Ran’s clothes and looked up at Zhu Ran with his beautiful, misty, heterochromatic eyes.
His cheeks were flushed, and his expression was full of attachment.
His golden hair was messed up from his rubbing; his usually sharp look had turned submissive and somewhat seductive.
Zhu Ran’s originally clear green eyes darkened in color. The heavy color made Zhu Ran lose his gentleness at this moment, adding a hint of… danger.
This… was a bit hard to withstand.
“Hot…”
Swept by the heat, Z was semi-conscious.
He was very uncomfortable, but it wasn’t the kind of discomfort where his body was being sliced by a thousand cuts; it was… the discomfort of trying to find something cool to cool down.
He was very hot; his entire spiritual sea was warm, but it wasn’t the kind of heat that wanted to destroy everything. It was the kind of warm, desire-filled, and agonizing heat.
He felt a cool, fragrant, and soft thing right in front of him.
So he approached, he embraced, and he pressed his entire body against that cool, fragrant, and soft thing.
So fragrant, so cool, so soft…
He wanted… more contact.
Zhu Ran saw Z using his skin to cool down constantly; Z was incredibly hot and looked very uncomfortable.
And the cause of Z’s state was most likely the integration of mutated plants into the lavender oil.
In other words, he was the one who caused Z to be like this.
He felt guilty.
“Be good, I’ll cool you down.”
With that, Zhu Ran reached out and touched Z’s cheek with the back of his hand.
Although Zhu Ran’s temperature was also higher than usual, it was considered cool compared to Z’s high fever.
“Mmm…”
Z made a comfortable sound because he touched something fragrant, soft, and cool.
But he wasn’t satisfied with such a simple touch, so he tilted his face from side to side, letting the skin of his entire face have full contact with Zhu Ran’s hand.
The wet forehead, the burning cheeks, the dry lips, the deep eye sockets, and then… the beautiful side of his neck, his open chest…
Every inch of Z’s exposed skin touched the cool, fragrant, and soft thing.
This made him feel very satisfied.
The unique fragrance entered his burning spiritual sea, soothing the boiling water.
The magnificent crimson world intruded into the fresh green; the two intertwined and entangled, and then… the green was consumed and enveloped by the crimson… held tightly without letting go.
The spiritual sea damage value continued to decrease, reaching 90.4%. After reaching a peak of 37, the fluctuation value slowly fell back.
35… 31… 29…
After falling back to the normal range, Z’s dazed eyes gradually regained focus.
At this moment, Zhu Ran’s hand was still on Z’s cheek; it was very soft.
Zhu Ran smelled good, while he was covered in sweat.
Because he had rubbed against Zhu Ran’s hand, the hand that already had essential oil on it was now covered in his sweat.
There was an illusion that… Zhu Ran was covered in his things.
Z’s breathing became increasingly rapid and heavy.
His consciousness was between being sober and chaotic, and the heat didn’t fade a bit; Z wasn’t feeling well at this moment.
Resting on Zhu Ran’s lap, he looked up and stared at Zhu Ran intently with his misty eyes.
He bent his legs, and his hand at his side was tightly clenched, veins popping across his entire arm.
He was suppressing, enduring, and it was very hard.
His breathing was rapid, and the room was filled with hot and humid air.
Zhu Ran lowered his head and asked, his voice no longer as clear as usual: “Are you awake?”
Z’s voice was deep and extremely hoarse: “Mmm…”
Zhu Ran tried hard to focus his thoughts: “I’m sorry. It should be because I used mutated plants, which caused a change in the essential oil’s effect. That’s why you became like this…”
The essential oil integrated with the mutated vine’s genes was indeed more effective in treating the spiritual sea. In just a short while, the damage value had decreased by almost 0.6%.
It was just… the originally soothing effect of the oil seemed to have been changed into something else.
For example, the body temperature increase stated in the test report turned out to be not only physical but also physiological.
Zhu Ran’s own desires were relatively low, so he didn’t notice it when he tested it on himself just now.
But Z… was made uncontrollable.
Z shook his head slightly, indicating it was okay.
Because of his head-shaking, his side hair, which was wet with sweat, rubbed against Zhu Ran’s wrist.
It made Zhu Ran’s wrist very itchy and also made the desires stirred in Zhu Ran more obvious.
Zhu Ran pushed Z’s body, wanting him to be a bit further away: “I’ll have Hyuna come over and give you an examination.”
Z’s head was right on Zhu Ran’s lap; even if his consciousness had just woken up, he could notice the changes in Zhu Ran’s body.
Of course… his own body was already a mess; if he hadn’t covered it with a quilt and bent his legs, it might have scared Zhu Ran.
“Wait a moment.”
Z stopped Zhu Ran from reaching for the optical computer.
He changed from lying on Zhu Ran’s lap to sitting up.
In the next moment, he held Zhu Ran in his arms and then rested his chin in the hollow of Zhu Ran’s neck, breathing heavily.
“My spiritual sea is not very stable; let me hold you for a moment.”
The hot and heavy breathing hit the skin of his neck again and again, making one restless and agonizingly hot.
Zhu Ran bit his lip to restrain himself.
The hand he placed on Z’s broad shoulder was resting lightly on the other’s rising and falling chest.
Their hot breaths intertwined. Amidst the fragrance filling the room, the temperature gradually rose—so high that it was dizzying and made their thoughts unclear.
Zhu Ran could feel Z’s heart beating fast and his body temperature being very hot. He could also feel… an indescribable itching sensation rising where their skins met.
“Do you need help?”
Z raised his head from Zhu Ran’s neck. Those deep heterochromatic eyes were full of affection and had a seductive quality, making Zhu Ran restless.
His burning palm was against the waist of Zhu Ran, who was lightly sweating, transmitting his body temperature.
Z was just staring at Zhu Ran intently; his gaze wasn’t pure but was very direct and clean.
Amidst the confusion of consciousness, Zhu Ran fell into those charming heterochromatic eyes, his breathing disorganized.
He even wanted to nod and agree for a split second.
But in the end, the mutated vines on his wrist pricked him twice; this was Zhu Ran’s command.
The pain made Zhu Ran recover from the flirtatious dream. He suddenly pushed Z away and left the room in a hurry: “I’m going to take a cold shower.”
After Zhu Ran left, Z didn’t restrain the heat that had been stirred in him.
He lay on the bed, smelling Zhu Ran’s scent, calling Zhu Ran’s name in a low voice, imagining peeling that fragrant and soft glutinous rice ball and eating it.
The ventilation system was turned on, blowing away the scent of the mutated oil. However, after a moment, another unique scent filled the room.
Damp, and sticky.
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