Mrs. Wang would go to burn incense and eat vegetarian food for one day every month, rain or shine. Before, Xiao Zhan would always accompany her, but this time Mrs. Wang caught a cold and was not suitable to go out. Wang Yibo volunteered to go instead of her. Usually, Wang Yibo disliked this kind of thing the most. Xiao Zhan sat there in the shaking carriage without talking, and always felt weird. It's not because of Wang Yibo, but because in addition to Wang Yibo, there is Cui'e.
Since that time, Cui'e has become very exaggerated. She was told to stay at home because of the bad weather, and she said she was willing to accompany him to serve, but when she sat in the carriage, she looked like she was kidnapped.
"That..." Xiao Zhan just moved his mouth and wanted to say something to Wang Yibo, and heard someone next to him gasping for air. He could only swallow the words on his lips. After repeating it several times, he was too lazy to say it.
"Cui'e, if you are not feeling well, you can go back first. It's not far away now." Wang Yibo, who was sitting next to him, couldn't bear it and spoke.
"I, I won't." Cui'e was frightened by Wang Yibo, waved her hands repeatedly, and pursed her lips and muttered: "I have to adapt to it."
Seeing Cui'e calm down a little, Xiao Zhan was finally not so nervous.
He parted the curtain of the carriage and looked outside. The sky was gray and very low, as if it was going to rain. There was also a damp smell in the air.
"Let's stay there for two days this time." Wang Yibo looked at Xiao Zhan's back and said.
In the past, when accompanying Mrs. Wang, they always returned to the mansion after the vegetarian meal. Why will they stay this time? Xiao Zhan turned around and looked at Wang Yibo in confusion.
"Chen Yu is also there. He will return to the mansion the day after tomorrow. We will go with him." Wang Yibo continued to talk without waiting for Xiao Zhan to ask.
Xiao Zhan still felt a little unfamiliar after not hearing the name Chen Yu for a long time. The last time Wang Yibo said that he lived in a temple, he didn't expect it to be this temple.
He was too lazy to ask more, nodded, and lowered the curtain. Wang Yibo, who was sitting next to him, looked at him and stopped talking. He turned around and said to Cui'e, "Did you bring the medicine for my cousin?"
"Yes, young master." Cui'e nodded and patted her bag, which contained the medicine she had prepared before leaving, enough for two days.
Wang Yibo nodded and said, "When we get there, after visiting the abbot, you can go to the arranged room to clean up and boil the medicine."
Xiao Zhan, who was standing next to him, saw that Wang Yibo had arranged everything properly, and did not interrupt. Although this man was six years younger than him, he always showed a calmness that did not match his age because he came out to help with the family business at a very young age. No wonder Lao Chen always praised Wang Yibo.
Cui'e would still listen to what she said when it came to serious matters. She nodded, was silent for a while, looked at Wang Yibo again, and asked: "Then Master, I remember accompanying my wife to that temple. There are very few side rooms. How do you stay at night?"
"Take care of yourself." Wang Yibo didn't even look at her, leaned back on the couch, and began to close his eyes to rest.
Xiao Zhan was used to the way they talked, just leaned aside, continued to look outside the curtain, and was too lazy to interrupt. Cui'e pursed her lips and stopped talking, turning the belt of her clothes in her hand and playing.
Because of the bad weather, the carriage took more than an hour to reach the temple. Because it had just rained on the road, the stone road was still wet, but the air after the rain was particularly fresh. In addition, there was a bamboo forest behind the temple. Looking from the stone steps, you can see a whole piece of towering green.
Xiao Zhan followed behind Wang Yibo, Cui'e was beside him, and the three of them walked to the temple at the top of the steps.
In this lush world, everything feels different. The sun after the rain shines through the shade of the trees and falls on the stone steps. Xiao Zhan looked at Wang Yibo's stiff back in front of him, walking in front of him in a chic manner, and the mottled sunlight shone on his back. He doesn't know why, Xiao Zhan's heart moved when he saw it.
"Master Xiao, are you hungry? I'll get you something to eat later." Cui'e next to him said.
"Fortunately, I'll visit the abbot first and burn incense for Mrs. Wang before talking about food." Retracting his gaze, Xiao Zhan replied to Cui'e and continued to move forward.
This stone stairway leads from the temple's mountain gate to the temple's front hall. Halfway through, Wang Yibo suddenly stopped, turned around, and looked at Xiao Zhan.
The person behind him was a little tired, panting slightly, and his face was a little red. Seeing that he stopped, he looked up in confusion.
Wang Yibo waited for Xiao Zhan for a while, until he walked to a step above him, then turned around and followed him up. Cui'e was tactful and followed behind him quietly after a few steps.
The two walked forward in silence. The temple at the end of the steps seemed close at hand, but there was a distance between them. Xiao Zhan unconsciously slowed down his pace, and the people around him also slowed down their pace.
"Prince Chen Yu, why does he live here?" After thinking about it, Xiao Zhan still asked the doubts in his heart.
"Because the person he's looking for is here."
"Looking for the monk in the temple?"
"Looking for the person who keeps him awake."
Xiao Zhan didn't understand, and turned his head to look at Wang Yibo. The sun just covered his face, reflecting a circle of soft halo, which was slightly different from Wang Yibo's usual temperament.
"Chen Yu and I have known each other since childhood. This little prince has always wanted to get whatever he wants, and he doesn't care about anything." Wang Yibo continued.
"Yeah." This is very similar to Chen Yu.
"I think that person is quite powerful. He can make Chen Yu crazy. In order to find him, he almost fell out with the old prince."
"Who is it?"
"You have seen this person too."
"Have I seen him?"
"Zeng Qin, the abbot of this temple."
Xiao Zhan opened his eyes wide and looked at Wang Yibo in disbelief. He never expected that the young host who looked cold and aloof was the person that Prince Chen Yu was looking for, and they didn't look related at all. No, Zeng Qin didn't look like he would have any relationship with anyone.
"He hid here just to avoid Chen Yu. After so many years, he probably suffered a lot."
"Now..."
Wang Yibo paused and said, "I guess he will still suffer a lot. Chen Yu can't stand others disobeying him the most."
Xiao Zhan lowered his head and thought of what Zeng Qin had said to him. He suddenly realized something. Perhaps Zeng Qin had seen through Xiao Zhan's special physique a long time ago, so he said those words that seemed offensive and strange at the time.
Wang Yibo, who was standing aside, seemed to see through his thoughts and whispered, "You are different from him."
Wang Yibo did not say what the "difference" was.
The three of them slowly walked to the front hall of the temple. There was already a young monk waiting for them. When they saw them coming up, they saluted Wang Yibo and Xiao Zhan.
"Master Wang, Master Xiao, hello, I will take you in to burn incense first."
Usually, when Xiao Zhan and Mrs. Wang came, Zeng Qin always came out to greet them. Today, a young monk who had never met was replaced. It was a bit strange. This temple was not big, nor was it particularly famous. Because it was in a deep mountain bamboo forest, the road was inconvenient, and there were not many good men and women who came to burn incense. To put it bluntly, it was maintained by the incense money of the Wang family. For the Wang family, they would always pay more attention.
"Are you the host?" Wang Yibo asked.
The monk's face froze, and he looked embarrassed. Wang Yibo immediately gave him a way out and added: "It's okay, burn incense first."
Every time Mrs. Wang came to burn incense, Zengqin would accompany her, reading Buddhist scriptures for her and chatting with her. This time, because it was only Wang Yibo and Xiao Zhan, the whole process was much simpler.
Wang Yibo knelt on the futon, took the incense and candles handed over by the monk next to him, bowed sincerely several times, kowtowed several times, and then inserted the incense, and then signalled Cui'e to take out the prepared incense money and give it to the monk.
"This is my maid in my house. Master, please take her to our vegetarian room." Wang Yibo pointed at Cui'e and asked her to go over and clean up. Cui'e nodded and followed the monk out of the temple.
In the front hall, which was shrouded in sandalwood, the big Buddha sat solemnly on a high place, with incense from believers all around him. The smoke was lingering in the air, making Xiao Zhan unable to open his eyes. He also felt a little uncomfortable and took a step back unconsciously.
Wang Yibo was quick-witted and reached out to grab him, pulling him to his side. Xiao Zhan leaned on Wang Yibo and smelled the pheromone from his body. His hands hidden in his sleeves began to tremble.
Xiao Zhan could not have expected that he would be in heat at this time.
This was the first time he was in heat after being marked. The strong desire that came over him was fiercer than every time before, as if it was going to devour him.
He was pulled into Wang Yibo's arms, shaking and pinching his palms, frowning, but he did not dare to look at the people around him. Even he could smell the fragrance emanating from his body, which was out of tune with the majestic hall.
Wang Yibo glanced outside the door. There was a young monk sweeping the floor with his head down. There was no one in the hall. He took Xiao Zhan to the side and pulled him behind the Bodhisattva statue, where there was a huge piece of cloth.
Xiao Zhan couldn't stand steadily at all, so he could only stick to Wang Yibo and let him pull him back. When both of them got to the back, Wang Yibo hugged Xiao Zhan in his arms and whispered to him, "What's wrong?"
The distance was too close. Xiao Zhan was about to lose control. The numb and uncomfortable feeling in his body was about to break through his head. His private parts were wet and penetrated his underwear. He slid down and sat on a somewhat torn cushion with his buttocks, and his hands were still clinging to Wang Yibo.
He grabbed the people around him randomly, unable to speak, and only knew that his body was uncomfortable, so he went to the place with a strong smell, his nose and mouth pressed against Wang Yibo's neck, sniffing the breath emanating from there like crazy, and hugged each other tightly with both hands.
Wang Yibo knew that he was in heat. In the past, when Xiao Zhan was in heat, he rarely took the initiative like this even if his body was uncomfortable. On that day, he bit his glands impulsively because he was too excited in bed for a while and didn't think much about it. But seeing the scene in front of him, he was really scared.
On such a cold and beautiful face, all that emerged was desire and dissatisfaction. His red lips were bitten to the point of bleeding, and his eyes were dripping with tears. He looked at himself, his hands were shaking, and he groped his crotch while humming.
Seeing him like this, Wang Yibo couldn't bear it. He resisted his own desire, hugged Xiao Zhan, and let him rub and kiss his neck with sweat on his face. He patted his back with one hand and coaxed him softly: "It's okay, bite me if you feel uncomfortable."
This time it was Xiao Zhan's turn to ignore it. His hand slipped into Wang Yibo's crotch. The string of the pants was too tight. He took a long time to get around it. His face showed an irritable and disgusted look. He snorted softly. Before the swollen hard object was completely exposed, he was about to sit on Wang Yibo.
"Hmm..." Just after sitting on it, the pretty face finally stretched out because of satisfaction, revealing a faint smile.
It was probably the first time that Wang Yibo saw Xiao Zhan like this. He couldn't bear it and found it interesting at the same time. He comforted him and let him go. Seeing his helpless look, he just refused to help him, and would rather the wet hole help as lubricant.
Until Xiao Zhan couldn't swallow the giant thing, he looked at Wang Yibo with a pair of eyes, revealing some annoyance. He sat up with a crooked smile, half hugged the person on his body, licked the red buds on his chest, and asked softly: "Do you know where this is?"
Xiao Zhan took a suppressed breath, hugged Wang Yibo's head on his chest, shook his head, and nodded, and was about to cry.
"Is this considered blasphemy?" Wang Yibo rubbed Xiao Zhan's hole while slightly lifting his soft buttocks, aiming at his hard object, and then pushed it in little by little.
After really entering, both of them made an uncontrollable gasp.
"What if the Bodhisattva monster comes down?" He asked again.
The person who was filled couldn't speak, and tears were also flowed down by the impact of pleasure. He could only close his eyes and pretend not to hear, and his body twisted and undulated like crazy.
Fortunately, there was no one in the hall at this time.
The two people who were enjoying sex in broad daylight hiding behind the big cloth of the Bodhisattva statue were not easy to be discovered. Wang Yibo rubbed Xiao Zhan's buttocks and pushed up, pulled down his head, and bit the lips that were about to scream.
"The abbot has not chanted in the front hall for two days. Is it really okay?"
Suddenly, someone was talking outside the Bodhisattva statue. It seemed to be a monk who came to burn incense. Wang Yibo paused, covered Xiao Zhan's mouth, and hugged him tightly in his arms. The person on him was a little too out of control. He squeezed hard a few times, almost making Wang Yibo scream.
"He said he was in seclusion and asked us not to disturb him. Wait a little longer. Let's go prepare the vegetarian meal in the evening." The two people's voices gradually faded away, and Wang Yibo breathed a sigh of relief.
He pinched Xiao Zhan's waist, causing him to tremble. His eyes turned red again, and he looked at himself absentmindedly. His body was still shaking up and down. The penis inserted into the wet anus was wrapped tightly. The pheromone fragrance of Xiao Zhan's body, which was a bit like peach blossoms after the rain, almost covered the sandalwood fragrance in the hall.
Wang Yibo thought to himself, Xiao Zhan must have learned some strange illusions, otherwise how could he be so fascinated by him? His sensitivity and awkwardness, including his deliberate coldness, became a contrast that made him flesh and blood at this moment.
The person on top of him suddenly fell down and threw himself into Wang Yibo's arms. Perhaps after being satisfied, he had regained some rationality. With a hoarse voice, he let Wang Yibo hold his hips and pump up and down, and whispered: "Bodhisattva, what should I do if the monster comes down?"
"What else can I do?"
He was almost comfortable, but he thought of this kind of hypocritical thing again. When talking about these awkward words, Wang Yibo felt that Xiao Zhan's repetitiveness was somewhat cute, which was not in line with his age.
Feeling that he was about to reach the critical point, he thrust hard a few times, but it was not enough. He pulled out his wet lower body, turned Xiao Zhan over and pressed him on the broken mat, and without waiting for his reaction, he thrust in again, increased the force, and thrust in, so that the fluid at the hole flowed to the crotch and thighs, making it sticky. He hugged Xiao Zhan and whispered in his ear, "Then we both will suffer together."
When Xiao Zhan heard this, his mouth covered by a big hand let out a whimpering groan of climax. His tears and sweat all slipped into Wang Yibo's fingers. He felt that his body was about to be pierced by the hard and hot penis. The man behind him pushed into the deepest part and shot inside.
At this moment, the peach blossom fragrance on Xiao Zhan's body was so strong that it was about to overflow from the big cloth.
The sunlight outside the hall slowly tilted, and the afterglow of the sunset shone into the hall. From Xiao Zhan's angle, the back of the entire Buddha statue was filled with a bright golden light. When he thought of what he had just done with Wang Yibo under the eyes of the Buddha statue, he couldn't help but feel afraid and ashamed.
Xiao Zhan was about to get up, but Wang Yibo suddenly made a gesture to shut him up, looking a little nervous.
Xiao Zhan was also frightened by him. He dared not move and could only breathe heavily. Wang Yibo hugged him and the two of them sat behind the altar of the Buddha.
"Master, have you seen our young master and cousin?" Who else could that crisp voic belong to except Cui'e? She probably finished cleaning the vegetarian room and came to the front to look for them.
"Donor, I didn't see Young Master Wang and his family. They should not be in the temple." I don't know where she pulled a poor monk to follow her to look for people.
"But I looked everywhere and didn't see them." Cui'e raised her voice.
"It may appear soon. This temple is so small. Donor, you don't need to panic."
"No, you accompany me to look for them. I have boiled medicine and I need to let my master drink it quickly, otherwise the consequences will be serious."
"Donor, I will go to chant sutras soon. You may go to the bamboo forest in the back mountain to see if they are there."
"I have been there, but I couldn't find them." Cui'e started to make a fuss. She must be really anxious. She kept mumbling and seemed to be about to cry: "How could two young masters of such age disappear?"
"Donor, I will leave first. If I still can't find them later, I will report to the abbot." After that, the monk left.
Only Cui'e's hurried footsteps were heard walking back and forth several times, and then she knelt down on the cushion, as if she wanted to say something to the Bodhisattva.
"Bodhisattva, I was blind and made the mistake before, but I won't do that now. You must bless them both. I can stay single, but the young master and the cousin must be together!"
The two people hiding behind the bodhisattva looked up at each other at the same time.
Xiao Zhan's face turned red because of Cui'e's crazy words. Wang Yibo pulled Xiao Zhan to his side, brushed his sweaty forehead hair, leaned close to his ear, and whispered with a smile: "I admire you for being able to stand her."
The two waited for a while, and only came out from behind the bodhisattva statue after Cui'e left the front hall.
Xiao Zhan looked at Wang Yibo, his clothes were already wrinkled, and he looked down at himself, and he was not much better, and there was a large wet spot on the hem of his clothes.
Looking up at the bodhisattva statue, Xiao Zhan's face became hot, and he walked out. Wang Yibo bowed to the bodhisattva statue behind him, and then followed him out.
The angle at which the sunlight came in was reflected on the face of the Bodhisattva, and the serious face seemed to become somewhat peaceful.
At night, Cui'e kept talking about what happened in the afternoon, saying that she couldn't find the two people and was scared to death.
Wang Yibo said that she was talking too exaggerated and asked her to shut up. Xiao Zhan pretended not to hear and took a bite of vegetarian food.
"Is the medicine... still hot?" Cui'e asked.
"No need." Xiao Zhan hadn't spoken yet, but Wang Yibo answered for him first. Cui'e looked at her young master and looked dizzy again.
"He and I will sleep in this room at night, and you will sleep in the room outside." After saying this, he added, and Cui'e's hands were shaking while holding the bowl.
"If you want to laugh, laugh. It's so ugly to hold back your laugh." Wang Yibo looked at Cui'e with disdain.
"Oh."
Cui'e thought to herself, my young master is too bold. Why does he choose to say such things?
She glanced at the person who was eating food silently next to her, blinked her eyes, pretended not to hear, but her ears were red.
It turned out that these words were all said to him.
Thinking about how Xiao Zhan looked when the young master said these words on weekdays, Cui'e was completely speechless and realized it later.
Young Master Xiao Zhan actually liked to listen.
After eating vegetarian food, Cui'e cleaned up the room and left. Wang Yibo sat at the table, watching Xiao Zhan reading a book over there. The vegetarian room of this temple was near the bamboo forest. When the night wind blew at night, you could hear the sound of bamboo leaves swaying in the wind, which sounded a bit like rain.
Xiao Zhan seemed to have lost some weight recently. Wang Yibo walked over, stood behind him, and put his hand on his shoulder. The person sitting was stunned. Just as he was about to raise his head and turn around, he heard a loud crackling sound at the door.
The two were startled. Wang Yibo walked out quickly and pushed open the door. He saw two people standing in front of the vegetarian room. One of the men had a messy Zen robe and a sword in his hand. The other man was wearing a white shirt and his hair was a bit messy.
"What are you doing?" The white man's tone was relaxed. Although his expression could not be seen, he sounded like he was laughing.
The man holding the sword was not so good. His whole face was wrinkled. Xiao Zhan was standing next to Wang Yibo. He could not see clearly, but he knew that the man was the host Zeng Qin.
"Leave here." Zeng Qin's eyes were wide open and his tone was cold.
"Tsk, you didn't say that when you were crying and screaming under me just now. You turned your face and didn't recognize me as soon as you put on your pants?"
"You..." Zeng Qin was so angry that he trembled. His handsome face showed the irritability that was rare for a monk.
At this time, Xiao Zhan finally saw clearly that the uncovered areas on Zeng Qin's chest were all red marks, which looked like he was bitten by someone.
Chen Yu turned around and looked at Wang Yibo and Xiao Zhan in the door behind him.
"You solve it yourself." Wang Yibo was too lazy to care. After watching the excitement, he closed the door and pulled Xiao Zhan in.
Xiao Zhan was obviously a little shocked and speechless. Wang Yibo leaned against the door, looked at him and said, "Don't learn from him."
"What?"
"Don't run away, like him."
"What will happen if I run away?" Xiao Zhan couldn't help but blurted out.
The two of them leaned against the door. Outside, there were hurried footsteps and the cold sound of swords shaking. It was very lively.
Wang Yibo moved closer to Xiao Zhan, stared at his beautiful face for a long time, and said, "You can't bear to run away."