Chapter 212: Where is He?

His mouth moved faster than his brain, and he blurted out to Yun Huizhou, “Aren’t you… unable to perform?”

…???

Yun Huizhou was so speechless that he actually laughed. With one hand, he grabbed both of Lian Li’s wrists and pinned them above his head. “What gave you the delusion that I am ‘unable to perform’?”

Lian Li immediately felt a bit guilty. Of course, it wasn’t that Yun Huizhou had given him that impression; he had simply been letting his imagination run wild. Between the possibilities of himself being unattractive or Yun Huizhou being impotent, he had chosen to slap the label of “incapable” on Yun Huizhou.

Seeing his shifting gaze, it was obvious he had a guilty conscience. Although Yun Huizhou didn’t know exactly what he was thinking, connecting the fact that this boy had come over specifically to pull down his pants and had even placed his hands behind his knees, he understood what kind of plan the boy had hatched from the start.

He reached up and pinched Lian Li’s cheek, saying, “Stop dreaming. Do you even last half a cup of tea’s time?”

Lian Li: “…How could I not? My body has recovered a lot; I can definitely last a full cup of tea’s time.”

Yun Huizhou: “Oh. Well, stop dreaming anyway.”

Having said that, he released Lian Li’s hands. Lian Li scrambled to sit up, intending to put in a bit more effort, but the moment he sat up, his upper garment had already left his body and ended up in Yun Huizhou’s hands.

Lian Li looked at the clothes in Yun Huizhou’s hand, then at his own bare torso. “What just happened?”

Yun Huizhou didn’t answer. He reached out and gave a push, sending Lian Li lying back down again. Just as Lian Li was struggling to get back up, he suddenly felt a chill on his legs.

He looked down; his pants had already left him and were now in Yun Huizhou’s hands.

While he was still in a daze, another chill hit him—his undergarments were gone too.

Wait! What exactly was happening? How was this man’s movement so fast?

Just now, even with this man being so cooperative, Lian Li had spent ages just trying to pull off one pair of pants. How on earth did this man do it?

Seeing him dazed, Yun Huizhou leaned forward until he was directly over him. He reached out to pat Lian Li’s head, then turned and jumped off the bed.

Lian Li: ???

Why was he leaving?

Thinking this, he asked aloud, “Where are you going?”

Yun Huizhou walked over to a small cabinet by the bedside, pulled open a drawer, took out a small porcelain box, and returned to the bed.

Lian Li stared at the small porcelain box. “What is that?”

Yun Huizhou: “…”

Yun Huizhou once again showed a helpless expression. “It’s for what we’re about to do, of course.”

He returned to the bed and looked at Lian Li, continuing, “You climbed into my bed without preparing anything. If I hadn’t prepared anything either, wouldn’t your plan have fallen through today?”

Put that way, Lian Li realized what Yun Huizhou was holding.

Actually seeing Yun Huizhou bring out the “key item,” Lian Li’s breathing grew heavy with nerves. He stared at Yun Huizhou, blinking frantically to ease his tension.

Holding the porcelain box in his left hand, Yun Huizhou pinned Lian Li against the bed and said, “You look like you’re quite afraid.”

Lian Li’s voice trembled slightly. “It’s not fear… it’s… nervousness.”

“Don’t be nervous.” Yun Huizhou leaned down and lightly brushed his lips against Lian Li’s. “How about I bring over those erotic illustrations for you to review? It might ease the tension.”

Lian Li: …

“Thanks, but no thanks.”

The word “review” used in this context immediately snapped Lian Li out of his nervous mood. He reached up and grabbed the ties of Yun Huizhou’s upper garment. With a sharp tug, he pulled the ties open, and Yun Huizhou’s clothes fell open.

Yun Huizhou took the opportunity to shed his clothes entirely.

Between the two of them, the only piece of clothing left was the undergarment on Yun Huizhou’s body.

…

The next morning, Yun Huizhou woke up first.

He sat up and glanced at the still-sleeping Lian Li beside him, rubbing his temples.

After pulling the quilt up for Lian Li to cover the red marks on his shoulders, Yun Huizhou jumped straight out of bed.

The Dual Cultivation technique given by the Western Martial Uncle was indeed the best. After being active for most of the night, he had woken up early and yet felt no fatigue whatsoever.

He only felt his internal energy was abundant and his true qi was active.

If even he felt such obvious benefits, it went without saying for Lian Li.

Yun Huizhou actually wanted to stay here and wait for Lian Li to wake up, but Li Hansong had said before he last went out that Yun Huizhou should send word to call him back once he was about to enter the ranks of the “super-first-class” experts; otherwise, he didn’t plan on returning unless something major happened.

And yesterday, Li Hansong had specifically told Yun Huizhou to remember to come over. This return was clearly for the sake of Yun Huizhou’s affairs.

Therefore, Yun Huizhou could not afford to delay.

He took out a brush and paper, left a note explaining the reason, and placed it in the most conspicuous spot before leaving the room and heading toward Li Hansong’s residence.

When Lian Li was about to wake up, one of his hands groped around blindly beside him.

After feeling around for a long time and finding nothing, he opened his eyes and looked to the side, finding it empty. He blinked in a daze.

No one?

That shouldn’t be right!

Could it be that he had a wet dream?

If so, this wet dream was way too damn realistic.

But why, even in a wet dream, was he still the one being pinned down!

He was far too pathetic; he didn’t even dare to dream of being on top.

After despising himself internally for a moment, Lian Li rolled over, intending to go back to sleep.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he rolled over, he felt something was wrong.

His waist felt like it was going to break!

And that place—it was fine if he didn’t move, but the moment he did, he felt a wave of discomfort!

Holy crap!?

Are wet dreams this realistic? You even feel the corresponding discomfort after waking up?

He reached up to rub his waist, and then he realized something was even more wrong.

Holy crap!?

Sleeping naked? He didn’t have the habit of sleeping naked. Could it be that while he was having the wet dream, he had gotten so frisky in his sleep that he stripped off all his clothes?

He hurriedly scrambled up. Because the movement was too large, the strange discomfort in his body became even more pronounced.

He sat there on his knees, uncertain and alarmed, looking down at his naked self. In the process, he saw the suspicious marks on his chest, near his navel, on his waist, and on his thighs.

Holy crap!?

It wasn’t a dream; it was real!

He took a closer look at his surroundings.

Holy crap! This quilt, these sheets, these bed curtains—they weren’t his!

They were Yun Huizhou’s!

So, he was currently sleeping in Yun Huizhou’s bed!

Fine, all the evidence now proved that he and Yun Huizhou had indeed done “that” last night.

But now there was a very important question.

Where was Yun Huizhou?

He ate his fill, wiped his mouth, pulled up his pants, and then vanished!?

Yun Huizhou, you brat, you’re going to be a scumbag!

Lian Li crawled to the edge of the bed and pulled back the curtains. Every bit of discomfort in his body was telling him just how much of a beast, how much of an animal Yun Huizhou had been last night.

And after being such a beast, such an animal, the man had just disappeared the next morning!

Could things get any worse?

Seeing his clothes on the nearby rack, Lian Li took them down and put them on. After circulating his internal energy through his body once to dispel the discomfort, he suddenly made a discovery.

Hmm? It seemed his internal energy had grown a bit more?

Oh, right.

Yesterday, the two of them had also played around with that Dual Cultivation technique. It seemed to be called the “Jade Breath Technique.”