Sotis I wondered the answer myself. What did Bai Ye like about anyway? I leaned into his arm and played with a silky strand of his hair falling over my fingers. "The quiet and shy kind?" I ventured half-seriously. "A disciple that obeys her master's orders at all tis?"
He gave a disapproving glare. I grimaced. "I was only making a reasonable guess … Unless it's actually the plain kind, without a beautiful face to make you jealous of other admirers?"
"Qing-er—"
"Or the kind that looks shy and plain, but turns into a seductress in your arms?"
I didn't give him ti to comnt. Draping myself over his shoulders, I proved my words with a kiss.
It wasn't a light peck like the ones we had been sharing the past few days. I knew that was what he expected, and I surprised him by parting his lips with my tongue, stealing that delightful scent and taste. When he hesitated to respond, I slid my fingers through his hair and delved deeper into his mouth, letting our breaths mingle into one.
He understood my ssage then. "You like keeping in the dark, little devil," he grunted into my mouth, "and making wait so patiently."
I chuckled. "I've been waiting too … This is already the earliest I can tell y—"
He didn't let finish. He reciprocated my seduction, turning the rest of that sentence into a muffled moan. The arm wrapped around tightened, pulling in. His other hand cupped my cheek.
"Bai Ye …" I breathed, and my fingers slid down his neck, reaching for his robe. I probably looked too impatient, but I thought I was justified. We had waited all week for this mont, and I couldn't keep waiting a minute longer. The temperature in the room rose too quickly. I worked the ties on his collar, tugged the knots on his belt …
A knock suddenly ca on the door, just as I pulled his outer layer loose.
"Senior!" It was the girl that talked to earlier. "Sorry to bother you again. Could I have just one more minute of your ti?"
My eyes shot open. What kind of horrible timing was this? I pulled away from Bai Ye. Oh heavens … There was no way in a thousand hells that I would let anyone see the result of my work on him. His robe was wide open, no longer covering his chest and barely hanging on his shoulders. The belt over his waist was half undone. His cheeks were flushed, his hair tousled, his lips slightly swollen …
He looked utterly disheveled, and utterly delicious.
"Qing-er," he chuckled at my dazed stare. "Are you not going to answer the door?"
"Y-Yes," I snapped out of my stupefaction and clumsily ran my hands through my hair, realizing that I probably looked just as disheveled, and much less delicious. How was I supposed to et anyone like this? Why was that disciple back at this ti?
"You look fine." He saw my worry and helped straighten my collar, smoothing out the creases on my robe. "You were fortunate that I wasn't quite as impatient as you were," he smirked.
"Bai Ye!" I glared at him darkly. Even though I knew the girl couldn't hear us, I still lowered my voice. "This is not the ti to make fun of ! If my face gets any redder—"
As if trying to make things worse, he cupped my cheeks the next mont with both hands and dropped a kiss on my forehead. I started. I was about to shake him off when I realized that his hands were cold, and my burning cheeks cooled off imdiately at his touch.
How did he do this? I would've asked if there was ti, but the girl's voice ca again from beyond the door, "Senior, are you there?"
I cursed her untily interruption again and got up from the bed reluctantly. Bai Ye followed and tugged on the sheet to remove the wrinkles. "I guess I'll have to hide in the wardrobe," he sighed. "I wonder what that disciple is here for … What if she asks you where to find at this very mont?"
Under my stabbing glares, he grinned and pulled the wardrobe door open, then curled into the small space inside.
I took a deep breath, making sure that my expression was carefully angry instead of lustful, and answered the door. "What is it?" I asked with a frown.
The girl wasn't thwarted by my attitude. Instead, she gave a bright smile. "I was just wondering … Do you know which room is your master's?"
I almost couldn't hide my astonishnt. Jade Temple's disciples were certainly audacious to the point of eye-opening. "I do not," I growled. "And please stop asking questions like these that aren't appropriate for a disciple to answer."
She made a face. "Alright, alright … I heard Mount Hua is quite conservative when it cos to rules, and I see now the rumor is true." She smiled once more. "Please don't tell your master I asked you this. I promise I won't bother you again!"
Shaking my head hopelessly, I turned back and locked the door behind . Since I couldn't tell when Bai Ye would reapply the barrier spell, I waited for him to co out before making a sound. Leaning by the door, I watched the wardrobe open up, and he stepped out—
He wasn't … wearing … anything.
"B-Bai Ye!" I almost scread. "W-What did you do? Where did your clothes go?"
"In the wardrobe," he replied almost innocently. "Isn't that where clothes are supposed to go?"
"…"
If I had thought that he looked delicious earlier … then he was certainly reversing the roles and taking on the seducing side himself now. I gaped at him wordlessly as he closed the distance between us and leaned over , pinning onto the door.. "Would you like so help with yours?" he whispered into my ear.
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