Chapter 87: No Peeking
Xie Qiang frowned, very dissatisfied with Hong Que’s attitude of always treating her like a pervert. She retorted, “If you’re so afraid of me doing bad things to Mo Yin, then you hold me while I sleep!”
“What?!” Hong Que suddenly shrieked, hurriedly backing away several steps and clutching his chest. “I knew you wanted to sleep with me! I won’t let you have your way!”
Xie Qiang: “…”
So annoying.
Xie Qiang decided to give up on her useless communication with Hong Que. She gave a perfunctory wave of her hand. “Fine, I won’t touch Mo Yin inappropriately.”
Hong Que stared at Xie Qiang with a questioning gaze for a while before relaxing his brow. “You’d better not.”
He then turned to Mo Yin. “Since you’re going to accompany her in sleep tonight, you’ll be the one going out to find food and an exit during the day.”
He pointed uneasily at the peels and cores on the ground. “You know which foods to find, right? Don’t go bringing back the sour ones.”
Xie Qiang was already sick. If her stomach wasn’t full, she would definitely whine at him to find food, and then try to find a way to sleep with him at night.
Hong Que didn’t want to give Xie Qiang a single chance to exploit a loophole.
“Forget it, I’ll have Xiao Hong follow you. You release Tian Lang to guard the cave,” Hong Que directly assigned the tasks. “Any objections?”
Mo Yin nodded, his expression wood-like as he asked, “Can we sleep now?”
Hong Que: “…” What are you in such a hurry to sleep for!
Watching Mo Yin head toward the bed without waiting for an answer, Hong Que felt a wave of worry. Should he have warned Mo Yin not to immediately throw himself at Xie Qiang the moment she tried something?
Wiping his face in distress, Hong Que walked toward the cave entrance with a complex mood.
Xie Qiang turned around, preparing to go to bed, only to see that Mo Yin was already lying on her stone bed. His Zhulang Sword was placed at the foot of the bed. One arm was spread across the head of the bed, and his other hand patted the straw matting. “Sleep.”
The youth in black still had no expression on his face, but the wolf tail behind him was wagging incessantly, as if greeting Xie Qiang, which made her unable to help laughing.
She gave a light cough. Just as she sat on the stone bed, a lean, powerful arm hooked around her waist and pulled her to the inner side of the bed.
Her head landed on his other arm. Xie Qiang blinked blankly at the stone wall for a moment before turning around to look at Mo Yin, who was sleeping on the outside.
The youth in black lay on his side. His broad, thin chest and shoulders blocked her view completely; she couldn’t see anything outside the bed at all.
Xie Qiang couldn’t help but smile. “So you like sleeping on the outside.”
Her voice was raspy, and her face held the flush of her illness, making her look quite pitiable. The youth in black lowered his eyes, pulled Xie Qiang entirely into his arms, and then placed his fluffy, hairy wolf tail across her legs.
“Sleep.”
Rest well, then you will have an appetite to eat.
Xie Qiang obediently closed her eyes.
Mo Yin’s arm was very warm and, unlike Sen Ji’s, it wasn’t so hard that it was uncomfortable; her cheek rested on it perfectly. She couldn’t help but nuzzle it, whispering softly, “Thank you, Mo Yin.”
Mo Yin couldn’t help but tighten his hold on the girl, his gaze staring blankly at the stone wall.
No need for thanks.
Just… stay alive.
The little cat in his arms soon fell asleep. Mo Yin also closed his eyes.
After an unknown amount of time, the girl in his arms suddenly began to cough. He slowly opened his eyes to see her teeth chattering slightly, her body trying to curl up, and her feet restlessly trying to burrow into the gaps between his legs.
Mo Yin slightly spread his legs, sandwiching her wandering feet between them.
“Mm…” Xie Qiang unconsciously squeezed further into Mo Yin’s embrace. “So cold…”
Her face, buried in the youth’s chest, was no longer satisfied with the heat source filtered through fabric and began to search for a more scorching temperature in his neck.
Mo Yin’s chin was tickled by the girl’s soft hair. He reached out to feel the back of her neck and her back. Finding that her exposed skin was icy cold, his brow furrowed.
He sat up and felt the girl’s ankles; they were still freezing.
After a moment of thought, the youth in black looked back at Hong Que, who was on watch. Sensing the gaze, Hong Que turned to look at him.
Hong Que asked from afar, “What are you looking at?”
Mo Yin moved his mouth: No peeking.
Hong Que: ?
After Mo Yin spoke, he began to strip off his black compression shirt. With every piece he took off, he glanced warily at Hong Que. Finding that the other was still looking, he glared slightly and repeated: DO. NOT. PEEK.
Hong Que: …Who cares about seeing you!
Hong Que turned his head back in exasperation.
But not long after, when a familiar tingle rose in his heart, Hong Que realized that Mo Yin’s “No peeking” wasn’t about himself, but about the girl.
Not just his chest, but his palms, arms, neck, and even his thighs could feel the smoothness of the girl’s skin. The purification power generated by the physical contact stimulated every cell in his body. His already hot frame became instantly feverish.
“Damn it…”
Hong Que tugged at his collar, moving several inches closer to the cave entrance, wanting to contact more cold air.
Mo Yin was faring no better.
He held the girl in his arms with a dazed expression. The tremors produced by their close physical contact made his head feel a bit dizzy, and his body felt like it was on fire. The more he wanted to seek cooling from the girl’s cold body, the more heat he generated from their skin frequently rubbing together.
The sleeping Xie Qiang frowned slightly as her fair skin was scorched red. She couldn’t help but try to escape the youth’s furnace-like body, pulling back her arms and legs.
As soon as she pulled back, she hit the cold air. Shivering, she had no choice but to press back against the youth’s body, yet she couldn’t endure the dry heat and kept shrinking back and forth.
Mo Yin was suffering from her rubbing, especially when he realized his body was having a reaction. Red-faced, he pushed the girl’s waist away and haphazardly stuffed his clothes in between them.
Only then did he pull her back into his embrace.
So soft.
The youth in black thought dizzily: I want to take a bite.
I’ll ask tomorrow if I can.
When Xie Qiang woke up, there was no one beside her.
She stared blankly at the ceiling. When she came to her senses, she quickly checked her clothes. Finding the buttons were all fastened properly, she let out a sigh of relief.
So it was a dream.
Had she been a bit delirious from the fever last night? She had actually had a dream about… Mo Yin.
Tapping her somewhat hot and flushed face, Xie Qiang thought to herself that this must be the influence of hormones; it was all a normal phenomenon.
“Awoo! Awoo!” Tian Lang, who was guarding the cave entrance, saw her wake up and immediately rushed over to nuzzle her, sticking out its tongue and looking at her with “he-he” expectation.
Little cat, little cat, rua me, rua me!
Xie Qiang gave it a good “rua” on its head. Her gaze circled the cave. Seeing only Hong Que sitting in the distance peeling fruit, she couldn’t help but ask, “Where is your master? Did he go out to find a route?”
“Awoo!” Tian Lang nodded its head, wagging its tail incessantly. It then stepped sideways and offered its tail into the girl’s palm.
Rua!
Xie Qiang found it quite funny. Just as she was about to touch it, a pebble accurately struck Tian Lang’s head. “Go guard the cave! Stop slacking off!”
Translator’s Note: “Rua” is a very popular internet term in China used to describe the act of petting, rubbing, or squishing something cute (like a pet). Also, Tian Lang (Sirius/sky wolf) is such a good boy! Mo Yin’s wolf tail is a big hint about how he feels. And did you catch Mo Yin’s thought about “taking a bite”? He’s definitely more than just a guard now! Stay tuned to see if they find their way out!
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