Chapter 144
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Fu Xuezhou, who was standing by the bathtub and taking off his coat, paused for a moment, lowering his gaze to the merman monster in the bathtub.
The merman monster’s red tongue contaminated with the black mucus from the tentacle caused him to show a displeased expression. He pushed back against the invasion of the tentacle with his tongue. However, the tentacle became more excited and forcibly tried to enter the merman’s lips.
Lou Yan grabbed the black tentacle that kept trying to invade his lips. With a slight frown on his slightly pink face, he looked at Fu Xuezhou seemingly annoyed and teased, “Control… your… tentacles.”
Fu Xuezhou narrowed his eyes slightly, lowered his head to take off the last piece of clothing on his upper body, revealing his pale and muscular torso. He casually placed the clothes on the sink, walked to the side of the bathtub, and squatted down, reaching out to test the water temperature in the bathtub.
The water temperature was slightly cool, which would feel cold to an ordinary person, but for Lou Yan, it was a very comfortable temperature. Even his black fish tail was happily swaying in the bathtub.
Fu Xuezhou’s hand stirred in the water pool, but he always kept a distance from Lou Yan’s body.
However, his other hand that transformed into a tentacle, became more unrestrained and brutal on Lou Yan’s body.
Lou Yan couldn’t hold back the tentacles in his hand anymore. The tentacles pressed against his lips bit by bit, continuously touching his intentionally dodging tongue. It was a rogue behavior, completely different from the cold and desireless appearance of its owner.
Hmph, a sultry man.
Lou Yan had long known that Fu Xuezhou had two faces. Although he looked cold and deep on the surface, who knew what unspeakable things he was thinking about in his heart. Hehe, just like now, did Fu Xuezhou dare to say that this arm was not his arm? Wasn’t what the tentacles were doing to him something Fu Xuezhou wanted to do?
Pretentious.
Lou Yan let out a soft hum, feeling a bit uncomfortable with the tentacles in his mouth. His speech became even more muffled, and saliva would flow from the corner of his mouth if he wasn’t careful. “…Fu… Xuezhou.”
Lou Yan heard Fu Xuezhou emit a low laugh, and then, the tentacle in Lou Yan’s mouth finally slowly retreated. Lou Yan breathed out hot air and looked up to see Fu Xuezhou sitting next to him in the bathtub, gently wiping away the saliva and mucus from the corner of Lou Yan’s mouth with his fingers, his fingers delicately probing into Lou Yan’s mouth.
Lou Yan raised his hand from the water, wetly hooking Fu Xuezhou’s neck, pulling him down, and intermittently asking in a low voice, “What… are you doing…”
He was relatively clear-headed now, but his words and actions had become much bolder, completely acting on instinctual desires without any restraint.
Fu Xuezhou’s voice was deep as his fingers touched Lou Yan’s teeth. “Checking your body, seeing how deep your transformation has gone.”
Look, look. Fu Xuezhou was always like this, always finding a seemingly legitimate reason to indulge his desires.
Lou Yan’s crimson eyes half-lowered, his long eyelashes moist, giving off a feeling of deep affection. He smiled at Fu Xuezhou like this, cooperatively opening his lips for Fu Xuezhou to inspect.
Fu Xuezhou lowered his gaze, looking indifferent, but his fingers were very serious as he touched Lou Yan’s teeth and found two sharp fangs on either side of Lou Yan’s upper lip.
“Fortunately, the transformation isn’t very deep.”
Fu Xuezhou took his finger out of Lou Yan’s mouth and continued to examine Lou Yan’s body.
Lou Yan stretched out his body, allowing Fu Xuezhou to do as he pleased. He glanced at Fu Xuezhou’s face for a while, then suddenly stuck out his tongue like he was licking jelly and licked Fu Xuezhou’s slightly cool lips. Feeling excited, he even leaned forward to bite Fu Xuezhou’s lips again.
Fu Xuezhou raised his eyelids and met Lou Yan’s gaze. The red in his eyes was deeper than Lou Yan’s, almost giving Lou Yan a suffocating feeling of drowning in a sea of red.
Lou Yan’s heart skipped a beat, but his smile grew deeper. Under Fu Xuezhou’s gaze, he even leaned forward again and bit Fu Xuezhou’s lips, saying, “You promised… to let me… bite you.”
Fu Xuezhou’s Adam’s apple rolled.
A few seconds later, he lowered his head and kissed Lou Yan back, then slowly entered the bathtub.
A small bathtub, packed full of two humanoid monsters. Fu Xuezhou pecked at Lou Yan’s lips, nose, and eyes, while the black tentacles stroked Lou Yan’s hair behind his head, giving off a surprisingly gentle feeling.
Fu Xuezhou’s other hand was still moving on Lou Yan’s body, from his waist to his fish tail. Fu Xuezhou explored Lou Yan’s fish tail inch by inch, suddenly feeling a softer area compared to other scales.
“…” Lou Yan’s breathing became slightly heavier, and he hugged Fu Xuezhou’s neck tighter.
Fu Xuezhou understood somewhat. He gently rubbed this softer scale and finally found a fine seam underneath it.
The other tentacles, which had already been impatiently crawling all over Lou Yan’s body, leaving behind black sticky liquid, were eager to dive in, but Fu Xuezhou forcibly pulled them away one by one.
“Is it here?”
As this sentence came out, Fu Xuezhou realized that his voice was incredibly hoarse.
Lou Yan didn’t speak, just smiled ambiguously at Fu Xuezhou.
Fu Xuezhou’s Adam’s apple moved up and down again. Without hesitation, he inserted a finger into the seam and looked deeply at Lou Yan, who lifted the corners of his mouth.
“Is it? You’ll know after checking.”
…
After it was all over, the entire bathroom was in a mess. Bottles and jars were scattered all over the floor, and there were water stains and mucus on the walls, floor, and even the ceiling.
Fu Xuezhou wrapped a towel around himself and lifted Lou Yan out of the bathtub. After drying Lou Yan’s body with another towel, he carried him to the bedroom.
There were only two bedrooms in the house, and the master bedroom had been locked by Fu Xuezhou for a long time without anyone living in it. Fu Xuezhou had no intention of avoiding suspicion and directly brought Lou Yan to his own room.
The bedroom was exactly the same as when he left five days ago. Fu Xuezhou stood at the foot of the bed, opened the closet with his tentacle arm, took out a new set of bed sheets and covers, changed them, and then placed Lou Yan on the bed.
As soon as he laid down, the tentacles immediately crawled up Lou Yan’s body. The five tentacles hurriedly climbed towards Lou Yan’s fish tail, much like hungry dogs catching a whiff of meat.
Fu Xuezhou frowned and pulled back the tentacles, lazily warning, “Don’t touch him.”
The tentacles were just a part of Fu Xuezhou’s body, no different from Fu Xuezhou’s other human arm. Their actions stemmed from Fu Xuezhou’s intentions, but Fu Xuezhou didn’t feel that way at the moment.
Lou Yan was already asleep; there was no need for him to be so eager.
Even if there were some sensations, they were just remnants from the last time.
He controlled the tentacles and prevented them from moving around. Fu Xuezhou leaned against the edge of the bed but found it difficult to fall asleep.
Turning his head, he looked at Lou Yan’s sleeping face. Lou Yan didn’t sleep soundly; his brows were furrowed, his lips were slightly red, with a few small cuts. He occasionally moved his lips, and his hair was messy on the pillow.
The eyebrows were sharp and thick, but the closed eyes appeared very affectionate, with a hint of red around them and a hook at the end, giving off the appearance of a charming wanderer.
Fu Xuezhou looked for a while, then glanced down at the white bone flowers on Lou Yan’s arm.
It was these white bone flowers that took the opportunity to bite Fu Xuezhou several times, drawing blood. If it weren’t for Fu Xuezhou’s formidable self-healing ability, he might have been bitten to death during the process.
Thinking of this, Fu Xuezhou pulled his lips, feeling somewhat amused. He turned around and took out half a pack of cigarettes from the drawer, lighting one up with his slender fingers, and said lightly, “Lou Yan, even sleeping with you carries the risk of death.”
Lou Yan, who was asleep, seemed to hear this accusation and let out a few low snorts.
Hearing these sounds, Fu Xuezhou’s expression grew colder, but his ears turned slightly red. He took a drag of the cigarette to conceal his emotions. After a few seconds, he glanced at Lou Yan with the corner of his eye, but his gaze suddenly froze, his face turning cold.
At some point, the five tentacles had curled up again and climbed to the gap in Lou Yan’s fish tail. One tentacle had already penetrated a finger’s length into it, while the other four tentacles were restless, hooking the edge of the gap, eager to dive in together.
Lou Yan made another ambiguous and indistinct sound, sleeping restlessly.
Fu Xuezhou’s expression changed slightly, feeling the sensations transmitted by the tentacles very clearly. He extinguished the cigarette with closed eyes, then swung his arm forcefully, pulling the five tentacles away from Lou Yan’s body and slamming them onto the floor.
Fu Xuezhou covered Lou Yan with a blanket, tightly wrapping him from his hair to the tip of his fish tail. He stared coldly at his own transformed arm.
Fu Xuezhou couldn’t believe it himself. The tentacles actually made intimate movements towards Lou Yan time and time again.
Was he so obsessed?
He had even touched Lou Yan just now. Why did it happen like this?
Fu Xuezhou didn’t want to admit that the actions of the tentacles were related to his inner desires, but he knew clearly, just like the words he had said to Lou Yan before, the transformed part was straightforward and crude, completely loyal to desire. Fu Xuezhou could control his other body parts from crossing the line and even suppress his inner fluctuations and thoughts. But if there were still desires lingering in his heart, then the tentacles would act according to his inner desires.
However, just now, he clearly didn’t touch Lou Yan, and the ghost marriage contract tattoo didn’t seem to have any effect.
Fu Xuezhou’s face was cold and almost as if a blizzard had passed over it. The temperature in the bedroom plummeted to freezing point in an instant, and the tentacles on the floor became quiet, motionless.
Fu Xuezhou’s thin lips straightened, his expression not very pleasant.
Was his desire for Lou Yan so strong?
…And moreover, it didn’t seem to be affected by the ghost marriage contract tattoo.
Fu Xuezhou turned his head to glance at Lou Yan, frowned irritably, but still reached out and pulled the blanket covering Lou Yan down, revealing Lou Yan’s face, which had reddened from the heat.
After revealing his face, Fu Xuezhou immediately stopped, letting the blanket cover Lou Yan’s body below his neck.
Feeling uncomfortable from the heat, Lou Yan stretched out his hands from the blanket and let them hang on both sides, his mouth pursing unhappily.
He grumbled in a low voice, “Li Sanxin… I’m… hot…”
Fu Xuezhou’s expression changed slightly, his face suddenly darkening.
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