Flying Dust - Chapter 42.2

Now it’s the time!

Mo Fei Chen suddenly stretched out with his hand and flicked out his inner breath, hitting Jun Wushuang’s acupuncture point.

Finally, it worked! It was indeed true that he was unable to gain any advantage in a head-to-head fight.

Slowly standing up from his opponent’s embrace, Mo Fei Chen patted Jun Wushuang’s shoulder and said, “Brother, you look so much better than three years ago, but unfortunately, you are still not my type.”

After saying this, he strode towards the cliff again. However, before he could take a few steps, an internal force came from behind him and hit him in his backbone, so he immediately fell down since his whole body felt weak all over.

Only seeing a white figure flashed by before then he fell into the embrace of the other party. Mo Fei Chen felt like the end of the world when he saw Jun Wushuang’s exceptional or peerless look.

Jun Wushuang’s lips curved in a subversive curve. He suddenly kissed Mo Fei Chen on the cheek, “You really thought you could hit my acupuncture point —— Well, you did, but unfortunately the force was not strong and I easily broke through it.”

Mo Fei Chen trembled in his heart, what was he going to do to him?

“Are you fucking a man? I don’t want to be with you, so why don’t you simply just let me go?”

Jun Wushuang kicked open the door of the room and replied softly, “No way (Can’t)”.

Mo Fei Chen was put back on the bed.

Jun Wushuang began to take off his soaked clothes one by one.

“I don’t need you to take it off for me, I can take it off myself if you release my acupuncture points!” Mo Fei Chen tried to break through the acupuncture points that Jun Wushuang had placed on him, but he was surprised to find that his inner strength was so deep that he could not break through it even he tried it.

Ignoring Mo Fei Chen’s furious (explode) expression, Jun Wushuang just as before, continued to pull down Mo Fei Chen’s trousers without any delay. Now Mo Fei Chen was stripped like a white chicken, with only the last pair of trousers left to defend his dignity.

“That’s enough, that’s enough!” Mo Fei Chen shouted out loud, “This one is not wet!”

Looking at him, Jun Wushuang leaned forward and kissed Mo Fei Chen’s lower lip, then leaned down to his trousers and kissed Mo Fei Chen’s little brother (p*nis) through the half-wet fabric.

“What are you doing?” If Mo FeiChen could move, he would have poked him with his sword qi right now and turned him into a hornet’s nest!

“I remember watching you bathe that day, I told you before that down there, you had a beautiful colour.” Jun Wushuang spoke very slowly, so slowly that even his words could make Mo Fei Chen’s cheeks felt like burning hot.

The tip of his tongue traced the shape of that area and Mo Fei Chen could feel the wetness and force there. He was a normal young man, there was no way he couldn’t feel it.

Jun Wushuang seemed to have sensed it too and smiled lightly. His perfect face making his blood boil (seethe with excitement) even more.

Mo Fei Chen mentally slapped himself dozens of times. That guy is not a good persom, why your heart beating so hard?

At this moment, Jun Wushuang bit the edge of his obscene pants with his teeth and pulled them off. His chin moved against Mo Fei Chen’s body, slowly as he pulled it away from his body.

Mo Fei Chen bet that from that angle, Jun Wushuang could see himself clearly down there.

“If you do something else again to me, I’ll be even more disgusted with you.” Mo Fei Chen panted slightly, still clenching his teeth. Although he had already done something to him previously, it was ridiculous for a grown up man to pretend like a chaste and undefiled (pure) woman, even though he had done it once, twice or three times. But when he thought of He Yunfeng, Mo Fei Chen’s eyes felt sore1[feel a tingling in one’s eyes or nose, when one about to break down and weep.].

“Then you just think that I’m disgusting.” Jun Wushuang lifted his upper body and kissed Mo Fei Chen’s lips, but his tongue could not reach in no matter how he tried, only wandering between the other person’s pursed lips.

He ran his fingers along Mo Fei Chen’s shoulder to his wrist and nudged it there, “Do you know? One of those martial arts left behind by my father, Wen Xin, there is a unique technique of sealing the opponent’s Qi without hurting them, because it can prevents you from using your sword Qi.”

Mo Fei Chen swallowed his saliva as he felt a surge of real qi injected into his body, lingering between his wrists and suddenly tightening, shutting off the meridians that carry qi.

When Jun Wushuang saw that he did not say anything, so he kissed him on the chin while he put his palm on one side of his waist, sliding down and lifted his knees up, a gesture that made the area even more obvious. Mo Fei Chen also wasn’t shy anymore, ‘a dead pig doesn’t fear scalding water‘. 2(死猪不怕开水烫 (idiom) : A dead pig fears no scalding water —be impervious or unaffected.]Jun Wushuang’s palm lightly caressed his knee cap as he said slowly in his ear, “Your Qing Gong is too good. It’s annoying to see that you always want to leave me. I want to break your legs and see where you can run.”

As if Mo Fei Chen’s heart went into his throat, This lunatic is not really going to make him a cripple, is he?

No way! Absolutely no!

Looking at Mo Fei Chen’s futile struggling appearance, Jun Wushuang laughed, ‘He he.’ and kissed him from the nape of his neck to his shoulder.

“Don’t be afraid, if I break your legs then you won’t be able to walk anymore and you also won’t be able to wrap your legs around my waist when we make love (reached the climax), moreover you will definitely be angry with me and won’t care about me anymore.”

“Damn it, it’s good that you knew!” The moment he opened his mouth, Mo Fei Chen gave the other party his opportunity to suffocate him with kisses, as their lips and tongue intertwined with each other, as if the day was secretly darkened.