NEBM Chapter 47: Making Trouble

Shen Zhixian didn’t know if it was because he’d said that it was an honor to be invited by a beautiful lady, but he suddenly felt Yan Jin’s gaze burning a hole in him.

As if he was precisely the kind of heartless person who would only appreciate the new while forgetting the old.

Fortunately, the lady just wanted to make a scene by inviting them back, probably just to make her husband jealous. After asking why they came to the area, she ordered a room prepared for them and told them to go and rest.

“Thank you for your trouble.” After smiling and sending away the steward who showed them the way, Shen Zhixian rubbed the space between his eyebrows and tried to placate Yan Jin. “Don’t be angry. My only intention for coming here is to make discreet inquiries about the Undead City.”

Yan Jin’s expression relaxed a bit. Shen Zhixian saw this and knew that he’ll want to take advantage of this opportunity. As a result, he pushed him to the room the steward had prepared for him. “The two are probably just calculating each other. Let’s rest first, and we can talk more about it tomorrow.”

The steward didn’t know about their relationship and arranged two separate rooms for them. Shen Zhixian seemed indifferent, but Yan Jin was a bit reluctant. “I want us to be together…”

The guest rooms had two guards posted outside. The two guards saw them hovering at the door and looked at them quietly.

Shen Zhixian gave a light cough and said brightly, “We’re in other people’s home. Be polite. Be good.” He pushed Yan Jin into the room and returned to the room next door.

In fact, since Yan Jin had confessed to him that day, they’d stopped sleeping in separate rooms. Today, they were suddenly separated. Let alone Yan Jin, even Shen Zhixian actually felt…a bit uncomfortable.

He discovered that he always seemed to subconsciously want to say something to Yan Jin.

When he was drinking water, he wanted to ask Yan Jin whether he also wanted some water. When he was ready for bed, he wanted to ask Yan Jin to shake out the bedcover.

Shen Zhixian stood in front of the bed for a long time, then he sighed helplessly.

This was not good. How could a person live in the world so dependent on others? Habit was a terrible thing.

He took off his shoes and socks, hung his coat on the stand next to the bed, shook out the bedcover, and was about to rest. But, he suddenly heard a sound coming from the nearby window.

Shen Zhixian didn’t move for a moment. Then, he walked on silent barefoot to the window and cracked open the shutter.

This window opened into a bamboo grove. The moonlight illuminated the night, causing the bamboo grove to cast long shadows. Aside from the wind stirring the leaves and creating a muted fluttering noise, the surrounding area was very quiet.

Yan Jin stood in front of the window. As soon as the window opened, his gaze fell on Shen Zhixian’s figure.

Shen Zhixian’s grip on the shutter tightened slightly. After a moment, he opened the window wider and said, “What happened?”

Yan Jin said softly, “I want to come in.”

Shen Zhixian immediately casted his wild imaginations to the back of his mind and stretched out his hand without hesitation.

Yan Jin took his hand. Then, he took a leap and entered the room.

Shen Zhixian’s eyes were smiling. He quietly whispered, “You didn’t come through the door but insist on climbing through the window.”

Yan Jin also whispered back to him, “I was afraid you won’t let me in.”

He lowered his head and saw Shen Zhixian’s bare feet. He wrapped one arm around Shen Zhixian and urged him toward the bed. “The ground is cold.”

Shen Zhixian obediently returned to the bed and watched the other party unhesitantly climbed in beside him. He lightly pushed him. “You need to go back to your room early tomorrow morning.”

Otherwise, people will see that, instead of sleeping in separate bedrooms, they had crowded in on one bed…Shen Zhixian expressed that he was old and was easily shy.

Yan Jin murmured “Mmn,” but Shen Zhixian couldn’t be sure if he heard or not. Because, right after, Yan Jin wrapped him in his arms with great familiarity and extinguished the candle with his fingers, plunging the room into darkness.

Shen Zhixian put his hands on Yan Jin’s waist, as was his habit, and nestled in his arms, preparing for a good night sleep.

Shen Zhixian was actually very happy to be held by Yan Jin like this.

His constitution had always been cold, and he would often feel cold when he sleeps. In Qingyun Sect, he always had a small stove handwarmer in bed. The stove had an array that kept it hot. But, although it was warm, it wasn’t very comfortable to hold. It’d made him feel both frustrated and helpless.

And now being held by Yan Jin…

Yan Jin was just a purely natural, pollution-free, super large heater built for him!

Surrounded by this reassuring warmth, Shen Zhixian was about to fall asleep, when he suddenly heard Yan Jin calling him softly.

“… Huh?” He mumbled, half-asleep and half-wake. His voice was so low that it was almost inaudible, and he couldn’t barely keep his eyes open.

Yan Jin’s lips touched his forehead, and the hot sensation made him feel a little itchy. He shrank back a little and heard Yan Jin asking him, “…Sui Xian, during that time, what did you see?”

Shen Zhixian’s fatigue was too deep. He didn’t respond and opened his eyes halfway. That was, until he suddenly felt a weight against his body—Yan Jin had rolled over on top of him and was pressing down against him. A pair of dark eyes stared intently at his face.

Shen Zhixian’s drowsiness evaporated a little, and he became acutely aware of the man pressed against his chest. Yan Jin’s body was hard and slightly heavy, even though he didn’t put the entirety of his weight on Shen Zhixian. He said, “What are you doing?”

The candle was blown out. In the darkness, his other four senses were acutely magnified. Shen Zhixian felt Yan Jin’s hand slowly pressed against his waist and then poked him tentatively.

Who knew where exactly he was poking. But, Shen Zhixian trembled stiffly. His back was straight, and his tone trembled for a moment. “Don’t touch me…”

He thought Yan Jin had only touched him inadvertently, and so he tried to push Yan Jin away, only to find that Yan Jin was unmoved. The poking at his waist became increasingly more accurate.

Since transmigrating, Shen Zhixian’s identity had been quite big. Aside from Yan Jin at the beginning, there wasn’t anything he truly feared. The only other thing that he was somewhat afraid of was…the soft area around his waist being touched.

—That was his most sensitive place.

The crooked student, Yan Jin, continued to poke his waist without restraint and even intensified the rubbing on one side.

Shen Zhixuan’s waist was very thin with no extra fat on his lower abdomen. In order to sleep comfortably, his lining straps were fastened loosely, but Yan Jin’s long fingers caused it to unravel.

Warm fingertips suddenly touched delicate skin.

Shen Zhixian sucked in a quick breath. He tugged Yan Jin’s collar, whispering, “A’jin!”

His original intention was to stop Yan Jin, but this sound only gave Yan Jin more courage. Not only did Yan Jin not stop, he instead placed his entire palm against Shen Zhixian’s bare skin.

Shen Zhixian was scalded by the blazing palm, and he began to struggle. But Yan Jin pressed him firmly underneath him. Shen Zhixian couldn’t move and could only passively bear the sensation that Yan Jin was giving him …

A kind of itching.

Yan Jin seemed to have discovered something extremely interesting. He slightly curled his fingertips and poked gently, learning without instructions.

Shen Zhixian originally didn’t want to use too much force and instead chose to endure. The result was that Yan Jin called “Sui Xian” and increased his attacks. Shen Zhixian laughed unsteadily. “Don’t…It’s very ticklish.”

Yan Jin showed a thoughtful look. He carefully recalled the moving picture that Shen Zhixian had destroyed inside the pleasure boat. Two long legs pressed down on Shen Zhixian, who was struggling to kick his legs. He squeezed Shen Zhixian’s two thin wrists with one hand and held it over his head. Then, the other hand wandered freely lower on his waist.

Shen Zhixian couldn’t hold himself completely still. His body trembled and intermittent laughter sprang from his mouth. He threatened. “Ajin … you crooked disciple! Hey, don’t poke me anymore! You can poke me again tomorrow. You say something… ah! ”

This seemed to be the same as what was seen in the picture, and it also seemed to be different.

In the picture, the two people also had one on top and one on the bottom. They were partially undressed and the person lying on the bottom had an expression that was hard to describe. It  was part pleasure and part endurance.

Yan Jin didn’t know what they were doing. Before he could take a closer look, Shen Zhixian had destroyed the picture.

The darkness couldn’t prevent him from seeing Shen Zhixian’s expression. Shen Zhixian’s face was red and the corners of his eyes were teary, making his eyes look slightly wet. His breaths came out in small pants.

Yan Jin felt as if there was a fire in his heart, burning hot and sweeping through his own body. It seemed to burn him and Shen Zhixian together.

Shen Zhixian finally managed to free one hand. He tried to calm his breath. His eyes were filled with laughter and the hand that was gripping Yan Jin’s wrist trembled. His tone was unstable as he panted, “Who taught you this?”

“Booklet … … ”

“Huh? ”

He’d murmured his answer too softly, and Shen Zhixian couldn’t understand clearly. Yan Jin said, “If I can’t read the booklet, then can I read Sui Xian’s books?”

As he said this, he was keenly aware that, from Shen Zhixian’s reaction, the booklet and the book might be pretty similar. The more Shen Zhixian didn’t want to show him, the more he wanted to see it.

Probably this was… Yan Jin’s young adult curiosity and rebellion?

Shen Zhixian: “…”

Shen Zhixian knew that Yan Jin was talking about the booklet that belonged to the painted skin demon. He didn’t want to raise a crooked apprentice so he flatly refused. “No.”

Yan Jin stopped his movements. “Sui Xian……”

“Coquettish is useless. A’jin, you’re older now., You have to be obedient—Your hands are not allowed to move! Didn’t you hear—!”

Was Yan Jin obedient?

Maybe during the day. But, definitely not when night fell.

In the dark night, all those secret thoughts surfaced without obstruction and became unbridled.

Yan Jin easily recaptured Shen Zhixian, and the scene from earlier was once again repeated.

This time, he was determined to make Shen Zhixian relent. As a result, his mischief got worse. Shen Zhixian couldn’t stop him without using spiritual power. He struggled and dodged in the narrow space. He laughed in an uncontrolled manner, his eyes turning red. A tear drip from the corner of his eyes, leaving a moist trail in its wake.

Originally, Shen Zhixian intended to clenched his teeth and refuse to agree to Yan Jin’s demands. But Yan Jin was a healthy hot-blooded male who was lying so close to his sweetheart …

Shen Zhixian felt a bulging hotness pressed against him. His back stiffened. This was not good.

Although he was willing to make intimate contact with Yan Jin, he’d wanted to move slow. Fortunately, Yan Jin hadn’t tried touching him more intimately nor had he truly understood this kind of things yet. Since he didn’t understand it very well, he just acted by instinct and didn’t do much.

Before things became more difficult to control, Shen Zhixian took a deep breath and resolutely abandoned his previous stance. “Okay, okay … don’t make a mess. I’ll let you look at it. I can show it to you…”

He pushed Yan Jin angrily without any real strength. “I’ll give it to you tomorrow. Don’t cause any more trouble.”

Yan Jin stopped his hand. He didn’t know when but the fire in his body seemed to have transferred to his lower abdomen, making him feel a bit uncomfortable. He felt that he needed to be next to Shen Zhixuan to be slightly more comfortable.

He had never felt this way before and didn’t understand. Although he wanted to figure out what was going on, Shen Zhixian began talking again and he didn’t want to miss anything. He could only bury his head in the crook of Shen Zhixian’s neck and pressed softly into him. He murmured huskily, “Give it to me now…”

Shen Zhixian originally had no reaction, but a flame seemed to be slowly consuming him. He gritted his teeth and tried to ignore its existence. Yielding, he said, “You let go. Let me get up first.”

Yan Jin obediently let go and pulled back. He flipped a finger to light the candle and sat up holding Shen Zhixuan.

Shen Zhixian seemed a little hesitant. Yan Jin looked at him intently, and Shen Zhixian sensed that Yan Jin would continue to play around if he didn’t take it out.

Shen Zhixian helplessly rummaged through his storage bag and pulled out three books, which he quickly placed in Yan Jin’s hands. One of the three books was the same one that he’d recently recovered from Yan Jin.

Of course, there were more than three books, but the content of these books weren’t too bad, while the latter…Shen Zhixian didn’t feel anything when he was reading it, but if Yan Jin read it…

Ssss!

Shen Zhixian felt his face getting hot.

Noticing that Yan Jin was about to say something and knowing what he was going to say, Shen Zhixian tried to sound fierce and said severely, “Don’t think about anything else! If you’re too noisy, I really will get angry!”

Yan Jin agreed in a low voice and carefully put the books in his storage bag. Joy brightened his eyes, as if he was a small child who’d finally gotten the candy he wanted. Even his cold face had noticeably softened.

So noisy, so sleepless. Shen Zhixian didn’t want to lie down anymore. Instead, he leaned on Yan Jin’s arms to gossip and began talking about the painted skin demon again.

“Painted skin demons are amazing. How can you stay indifferent, Sui Xian?”

“Why should I be moved? ” Shen Zhixian said carelessly. “The skin is the least desirable. In a hundred years, everyone will become bones…Well, actually do I like pretty things. After all, I need to treat my eyes kindly.”

He tilted his head to look at Yan Jin. His gaze slid from Yan Jin’s eyebrows down to Yan Jin’s lips.

Yan Jin’s appearance was the tough, manly style. With long, sword-like eyebrows, dark eyes, pale lips, and a constantly cold and frowning expression. When not talking, the whole person looked introverted and cold. But occasionally he would also show a strong oppression, making people unconsciously obey him.

Shen Zhixian liked his type very much. Although Yan Jin was quiet, his every move was incredibly reassuring.

In this unscrupulous world, he was strong and ruthless and cold. It made Shen Zhixian can’t help but want to stir him up, to pull off his indifferent mask and see what other expressions he can show.

Shen Zhixian saw Yan Jin’s ears turned a little red, so he smiled a little and boasted seriously, “My A’jin is much better than her.”

Yan Jin wasn’t angry at being compared to the painted skin demon. He lowered his eyelashes and saw Shen Zhixian’s smile. He heard Shen Zhixian saying “My A’jin” and his throat became tight, making it difficult for him to speak.

Shen Zhixian remembered the mischief that he had just gotten into, and wanted to avenge himself. He continued to tease him thoughtlessly. “After seeing A’jin, I can’t see anyone else…Hey!”

Yan Jin suddenly raised his hand to hold the back of Shen Zhixian’s head and tilted his head up.

Men were probably self-taught when it came to this kind of thing. In other words, men couldn’t resist temptations and stimulation. In the past, whenever Yan Jin wanted to get intimate, he would only skim the surface. This time he wanted to struggle against the restrictions, no longer content with simple kissing.

Shen Zhixian’s head was tightly clasp, preventing him from pulling away. He could only slightly raise his face to receive a short, hot kiss. When Shen Zhixian managed to push himself away, his heart felt as if it was going to pop out of his chest.

“You’re making trouble again!”  Shen Zhixian said without any deterrent, even as he tried to calm his excessively fast heartbeat. His voice was a little too soft. He could even hear it himself. His face turned red and turned his head away from Yan Jin.

Although Yan Jin was reprimanded by him, he was not annoyed. Looking at Shen Zhixian’s slightly flushed cheeks, he whispered in his ear, “Me too.”

“… Mmn?”

Yan Jin didn’t speak anymore. Meanwhile, Shen Zhixuan’s head rested on his shoulder.

Their breathing sounded in his ears, and Shen Zhixian didn’t realize that his face had turned red.

He endured for a while, feeling that not only were his cheeks getting hot, but also the place next to Yan Jin’s chest on his back was getting hot, which made him feel a little unbearable.

Shen Zhixian pulled open Yan Jin’s hand, stood up casually, shoved his shoes on carefully, and pretended to walk calmly towards the window. “It’s hot in here. We need to let in some cool breeze.”

The partially closed window was reopened. Soon, Shen Zhixian could feel a little bit of coolness and patted his cheeks.

He looked out casually. The moonlight was dappled on the ground, and occasionally one or two insects sounded in the bamboo forest.

Yan Jin didn’t follow him to the window. Shen Zhixian stood for a while, feeling calmer and more relieved. He was planning to go back to sleep. Raising his hand, he wanted to pull the wide window shutter back a little, but something in the distance suddenly caught his attention.

Shen Zhixian didn’t move for a moment. Then, he suddenly leaned out of the window in surprise, “…What is that?”

It was a thick, black spiritual cloud, resembling a monster with fangs and claws. It hovered in the sky not too far away.

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