The 16th Pit – “It hurts! Sheng’er, don’t move so quickly…”
When Dongfang Wuqiong woke up, he found himself in his own room in Endless Serenity Peak. Gong Changsheng was lying next to his bed, sleeping. His two hands were tightly holding onto his sleeves.
Dongfang Wuqiong moved a little, and he gasped from the pain it caused. He discovered that his entire body was covered in bandages. He then looked at Gong Changsheng once more.
In the end, he gritted his teeth and endured the pain, dragging the child up onto his bed and placing a blanket over him. Probably because Gong Changsheng wasn’t willing to let go his own sleeves no matter what, he angered the elders that came to save Dongfang Wuqiong and no one covered him with a blanket after he fell asleep next to the bed.
Hugging Gong Changsheng, Dongfang Wuqiong once again slept.
When he woke up again, it was already morning.
The light of dawn was already seeping through the windows, and he could hear the restless cries of the celestial cranes in Mysterious Inscription Sect. Gong Changsheng was still deep in his sleep. Because he was dragged into the warm blanket in the middle of the night, the child was now sleeping extremely comfortably with a satisfied look on his face.
Dongfang Wuqiong’s body did not hurt that much anymore. Most likely, the pain relief medicine had taken effect.
Supporting his cheek with one hand, he laid on his side and looked at the little doll he risked his life to save. Gong Changsheng had still yet to let go of his sleeves.
A three-petal lotus mark was stamped below the corner of the child’s left eye. It was exactly the same as the mark Lei Mingzhi had on her face.
The Mysterious Inscription Sect inner robe had disappeared, and what replaced it was a purple tight-fit robe.
The tailoring of this tight-fit robe was extremely unique. Turtle-neck collared, the sides of the collar were cut all the way to the bottom of his armpits, completing exposing his arms. This was rather similar to the design of the Mysterious Inscription Sect’s inner robe. There was an extremely large split at the sides of his waist, looking rather similar to female undergarments. Recalling that old senior Lei Meizhi was a female cultivator, this did not seem to be strange. After all, this was her robe.
However, with his itchy hands, Dongfang Wuqiong reached out and hooked the split with his finger. He did not manage to hook out the hem of an undergarment, but instead, it seemed to be stuck to Gong Changsheng. The little doll was still sleeping, though he vaguely let out a soft groan.
Dongfang Wuqiong’s curiosity was instantly hooked.
It’s not an undergarment? Then just what kind of cut is it?
In order to see the structure under the tight-fit inner robe, there was a need to remove Gong Changsheng’s waistband. Theoretically speaking, the child was still asleep, and it would be impolite to remove it on his own. But first and foremost, Dongfang Wuqiong was an old ruffian, and things like casually stripping people’s clothes were just normal to him. Secondly, Gong Changsheng had lived with him for so many years, so he could be considered as half a stepfather. The child was still asleep, what’s wrong with taking off his own child’s clothes?
Thus, as if driving a light carriage on a familiar road, Dongfang Wuqiong pressed down on Gong Changsheng’s body, and completely stripped off his waistband and outer robe.
Lei Mingzhi’s tight-fit inner robe was actually not an undergarment, but it was an one-piece that go along with the Mysterious Inscription Sect’s outer robe. There were large gaps at the sides of the waist, and the gap reached out all the way to a spot just a little bit below the waist, before being connected once more at the back of the waist. When he reached out his hand to touch it, he realized the entire back was exposed as well. The bottom of the clothes seemed to be designed like “shorts”. Just with a slight hook of his finger, Dongfang Wuqiong caught onto Gong Changsheng’s sensitive area. As for the “shorts-like” design, it might not be that similar after all. On one side it merely reached his thigh area, while on the other, it was similar to the shorts given as part of Mysterious Inscription Sect’s uniform.
Dongfang Wuqiong was stunned, and he could not help but give Lei Mingzhi the most respectful bow in his heart… This inner robe design was so unprecedentedly… seductive.
As expected of the woman who could push down the Lord of the Three Realms, Gu Ziqi.
Thinking of his Sheng’er’s incredibly serious personality, if he realized just how seductive his clothes were, Dongfang Wuqiong wondered just what kind of expression he would make.
As Dongfang Wuqiong wondered, he could not help but laugh. This laugh shook his injuries, and he gasped out in pain. Unable to support his body with his arm any longer, his entire body fell right on top of Gong Changsheng.
This time, he really woke Gong Changsheng up.
Dongfang Wuqiong did not have energy to push himself back up again either, as he painfully laid his arm against the bed board. Half of his body was still laid on top of Gong Changsheng.
“Senior martial brother?”
“Haha… Good morning, Sheng’er.”
“Senior martial brother, what… are you doing?”
“Szz——! Ouch ouch! Sheng’er, don’t move just yet…”
When Gong Changsheng woke up, he realized Dongfang Wuqiong was lying on top of him on a bed and half of his clothes were stripped off. Out of panic, he struggled. However, hearing Dongfang Wuqiong’s painful gasp, and the fact that he had the duty to take care of the wounded, the child did not dare to move again. After all, this person was injured because of him.
However, given how young Gong Changsheng was, when had he been treated so disproperly?
His clothes were untidy and he also pressed against on the bed. Recalling Dongfang Wuqiong’s confession, he did not know if he should be embarrassed or afraid. His face was so red it was as if blood was about to gush out.
Dongfang Wuqiong looked at Gong Changsheng who was in a dilemma, and also his subtle facial expressions. Though his injuries were still aching in pain, something seemed to have leaked out from the depths of his heart. He felt that the child was truly too cute.
The thought of it was fine, but when he regained his senses, he had already kissed him.
He had indeed… pressed Gong Changsheng against the bed… and stripped off half of the child’s clothes… and finally kissed him.
Driving a light carriage on a familiar road was an illness. It had to be cured.
Realizing that he had accidentally crossed the line, Dongfang Wuqiong hurriedly stood up.
“Sorry! Sheng’er… I…”
Dongfang Wuqiong looked at the stunned Sheng’er, and did not know what to say.
On the other hand, when Gong Changsheng realized what had just happened, his expression slowly began to crumble. Finally, he threw out a kick and screamed.
On that day, it was said that the scream could be clearly heard even at the Main Hall that was situated at the highest peak of the Main Mountain of Mysterious Inscription Sect.
After that, the Sixth Elder that came for a visit strangely asked.
“Didn’t they say he would be fine after a month of rest? Why is he still lying on the bed?”
“I heard it’s because junior martial brother Gong worsened his condition with a kick after that…”
“Where did he kick?”
“Between his legs…”
The Sixth Elder sank into silence for a moment, and then, he said to Li Xiuhui who was taking care of the wounded.
The eldest disciple of Mount Shu’s Mysterious Inscription Sect, the old ruffian Dongfang Wuqiong, finally had someone who could restrain him.