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Feng Xin doesn’t exactly know what he should do in this loud celebration. So he started searching for more familiar faces, and there he saw him.
Mu Qing was donned in black luxurious robes as usual, black elegant robes that made him look as pretty as always. His gentle gracious features..skin as pale and soft as the finest pearls . It was really distracting. Yet Feng Xin tried to pay it no mind, as he realized that Mu Qing was holding a glass of red wine that complements his clothes…yet, shouldn’t he..keep his body pure or whatever for his cultivation method? Feng Xin tried to remember what exactly Mu Qing’s cultivation method was as he approved him.
He remembered it, consuming alcohol from time to time won’t do much, sex would still decrease one’s spiritual powers by a significant amount still. Yet Mu Qing isn’t the type to indulge in such behaviors.
He would keep his mind focused on gaining followers and arguing with Feng Xin.
So Feng Xin decided to go and argue..or speak with him, as usual. “Hey, why are you drinking wine? Doesn’t that shit make you lose spiritual powers or something..?” Feng xin was facing Mu Qing who was seated down and looked up at him in a ridiculous look,
“And what’s in it for you?? Wanna pick up a fight?? I’ve got no time for the likes of you.” Mu Qing scoffed, and turned his gaze away from Feng Xin who was ready to snap back immediately.
“You little shit! Maybe it’s time you humble us all and let us hear your pretty voice!!” Feng xin snapped back without wasting a second. They’ve always been this way, and it’s fun.
It’s interesting and fun.
Yet Mu Qing’s answer wasn’t what Feng Xin expected. “You fucking shit!! Just leave me alone and go fuck yourself.”
Mu Qing doesn’t swear. Not because he’s some good guy , he likes to use words that break and destroy, words that leave you speechless. That no slur would ever help you feel better. And also because he likes to keep this image of him , that he’s high and might and doesn’t swear like a low someone.,
“Why don’t you fuck me yourself?” Feng Xin’s answer was also quite unexpected. Well..yeah he swears, it’s just ..he was actually asking for it. It wasn’t just talking back or replying to an insult.
“I fucking can’t!! Now go and find somewhere else to toy with.” Mu Qing sounds desperate..so Feng Xin sighed and took a seat next to him. Crossing his arms as he carefully watched the miserable Mu Qing debating with himself wether he should drink his glass of red wine.
As he started to mumble to himself, “Xie lian and Hua cheng are married, Ming Yi or blackwater or whoever he was is chasing after Shi Qingxuan in the mortal realm, who cares if there’s bitter history between them?? It’s like they’re fated to be with each other no matter what their relationship is. And now even Qi Ying and Yin Yu are reunited? And we all know Yizhen liked Yin Yu even a long time ago! While I’m left here with a complete idiot who doesn’t even know how to tie a proper bun.”
Feng xin listened carefully to every word, he had never heard Mu Qing complain before, because whenever they argue they each made their life look like it’s the best to annoy the other, And not only that..Mu Qing actually sounds rather..annoyed, and jealous of those pairs…
Who knew..that the almighty great Mu Qing who cleared all his thoughts just to focus on ascension and gaining followers , was craving love and affection?
No one knew, not even Feng Xin. Who probably knows him best than anyone ..somehow.
Feng xin wants to desperately help. Perhaps it’s selfish. Perhaps it’s so he could escape his own feelings.
And that’s how they ended up here…
“Why are you in my room once again?” Mu Qing asks, quite seriously and not in a ridiculing way .
Feng Xin stared at Mu Qing’s elegant and organized room. It was so clean it’s almost shining! And it was red and black, just like him.
“What is making General dick Yang quiet now?”
Feng Xin sighed, pouted and then answered , his voice low and serious. “We’re not having sex Mu Qing. I’d still fuck you if I could though”
My Qing smiled sarcastically and then replied, shaking his head twice as he speaks. “As If I’d let you touch me.”
“That only makes me want it more,”
It was now that Mu Qing realized Feng Xin is flirting with him…hah..how dare him!! How dare him flirt with Mu Qing?? Yet ..it feels..it feels good. So Mu Qing didn’t say anything still, he just turned his back and lifted his head high up.
They agreed that Feng Xin..would show Mu Qing what it felt like to be in relationship. So he wouldn’t watch over couples and feel so jealous and keep on complaining every single minute that he almost drank wine. Mu Qing was desperate. He just wanted to feel something , he just wanted to be touched.
All these years..he’s been suppressing his emotions and desires that he’d explode any second now!! That he even accepted such an offer from an idiot like Feng Xin. And how is Feng Xin going to make him feel good?? That stupid idiot.
Feng xin took a step forward, looking at Mu Qing. Mu Qing..is so pretty and radiant. He really is. Features defined yet so soft and gentle as the finest gems, so precious. Just like glass..just like pearls. His body figure was so soft to the touch and clothes fit on him so well. Making him always look elegant and gracious.
His hair black and glossy, as soft as silk. His lips..red , gentle and tempting. His eyelashes long, eyes so delicate and exquisite.
He’s so..alluring. So..attractive. So..beautiful.
Feng Xin carefully took Mu Qing’s Right hand, lifting it up to his lips as he gently placed a kiss there, on Mu Qing’s hand. Which feels surreal..
He then looked him in the eyes, as he whispered, his lips very close to Mu Qing’s hand he’s almost kissing it once again!! “Goodnight Mu Qing.” And just that. Feng Xin left Mu Qing’s Luxurious room.
Leaving Mu Qing standing there, dumbfounded and stunned. Unable to say a single word..
He looked at himself in the mirror, at his hands that have been kissed for the very first time..and by no one other than Feng Xin..
He really..didn’t know what to do when he saw his face getting red, which complemented his black elegant robes and carefully tied hair.
“That..idiot. That- that …that brainless Feng Xin..” he mumbled to himself, unable to name his feelings.
Yet it feels strangely good..it feels actually good.