C15 An Ambiguous Relationship

The heat of his neck and the weight of his waist startled him, and when he came back to himself he found himself in someone's arms.

Mo Ziyun's entire body immediately stiffened. The heat of skin contact fully transmitted to his brain. He was actually naked in Di Yuanxiu's arms.

Di Yuanxiu was wearing a robe, and Mo Ziyun's back was leaning against his chest. He could even feel the strong heartbeat of the other party. Such an intimate movement made Mo Ziyun feel a little helpless. He carefully twisted his body and tried to get out, but he didn't want to wake Di Yuanxiu up.

But even though Di Yuanxiu was asleep, his heart was still with the person in his arms. He woke up the moment Mo Ziyun opened his eyes. He closed his eyes and did not move. He just wanted to see how the person in his arms would react to this situation.

Alright, he did have a reaction, but he chose the stupidest kind. He wanted to come out himself? The morning was supposed to be the most sensitive time. The person he loved was naked, twisting in his arms. He couldn't stay calm. He didn't know where he hit his head.

Di Yuanxiu let out a muffled groan. Mo Ziyun also realized what he had touched and froze in place. He didn't feel anything wrong, but the problem was that he had touched something that he shouldn't have touched. He couldn't ignore the hot temperature against his back even if he wanted to. His face immediately turned red.

"You... I..." For a moment, Mo Ziyun felt that nothing he said was right.

Di Yuanxiu's lips curled up and his hand that was holding Mo Ziyun started to slide down. The corner of his mouth had a malicious smile.

Mo Ziyun exclaimed, "Let... Let go..."

How could Di Yuanxiu let him do as he pleased? He breathed softly into Mo Ziyun's red ear and got up. His voice was like a cello, low and sexy." You were the one who started it first. Of course, you have to be responsible until the end."

Cultivators were originally pure-hearted and ascetic. In the past, Mo Ziyun's heart was even more devoted to cultivation. He rarely did it himself, not to mention that it was someone else who helped him.

The corner of Di Yuanxiu's mouth curled into a wicked smile. He let go of the little guy who was as limp as his hand, took his hand out, and whispered in Mo Ziyun's ear, "Ziyun, do you feel comfortable?"

Mo Ziyun felt his face heat up. How could he...

Knowing that Mo Ziyun was thin-skinned, if he continued to tease him, it would probably have the opposite effect. Di Yuanxiu patted his round buttocks twice, got up from the bed, and got out of bed.

Mo Ziyun also sat up. The brocade blanket slid down his body to his waist, just covering his lower body. There were tiny kiss marks on his collarbone, which looked ambiguous no matter how one looked at it. He took out a piece of clothing from the storage ring and draped it over his body.

Devil Clan was lustful by nature. This kind of thing was just a normal joke to him...

If Di Yuanxiu knew what Mo Ziyun was thinking, he would definitely cry out that he was wronged. It was true that the Devil Clan was lustful by nature, but the Devil Clan was also loyal to their partner. No matter how dissolute they were, they would never leave their partner after deciding on her. After discovering that he liked Mo Ziyun, he did not have a single bedmate. For hundreds of years, whenever he was interested, he would think of Mo Ziyun and use his right hand to solve the problem.

Mo Ziyun lowered his head slightly, so that no one could tell that he was happy or angry. "Di Yuanxiu, don't do this in the future."