Chapter 113: How Dare You Scold Me

Chapter 113: How Dare You Yell at Me

Ling Qingjue sighed first, then cupped his face. "Even if you're rushing to reincarnate, you can't ignore me. I'm the most important. Nothing is more important than me."

His fingers traced Meng Shu's cheek, his gaze scorching. "You need to recognize your identity, boyfriend."

Meng Shu chuckled mockingly. "You're definitely the most important."

Ling Qingjue's expression darkened, his breath hot and searing, like a lion patrolling its territory, his look cold and possessive. "You're blowing me off again."

"Wouldn't dare."

Ling Qingjue dragged him inside with a straight face and slammed the door shut with a loud bang, clearly throwing a tantrum.

What a temper!

Meng Shu was used to it. Just because he wouldn't let Ling Qingjue follow him to the Knights' Order, Ling Qingjue threw a fit at home every day.

He gently wrapped his arms around Ling Qingjue's waist, purposely being all cute and coy. "Don't be mad. I'll make you sashimi tonight."

Ling Qingjue gave a noncommittal snort of laughter. "Yeah, right. Not buying it."

So Meng Shu took a deep breath, hooked his arm around Ling Qingjue's neck, and leaned in and kissed him. "Don't be angry."

Ling Qingjue's expression softened slightly, and finally he reluctantly leaned down, sniffing at his ear, a hint of loneliness in his voice. "Did you get into another fight with them today?"

"That's not called fighting; it's training."

"A bunch of smelly guys beating on each other... What's the point of that training?" Ling Qingjue was beyond lazy. Even when he had to take action, he'd just stand there, let the opponent attack, and casually blast them flying dozens of yards away without moving an inch himself.

Ling Qingjue's personal motto was "If I move an inch, I lose."

So fighting Ling Qingjue was super boring, because no matter how you attacked, he stood still.

He stared at Meng Shu's moist lips. Meng Shu's body was a little cool, his dark eyes flickering slightly. Before he knew it, he leaned in again and captured his soft lips.

At first he kissed softly, just gentle licks. Then his true colors came out. One hand cradling Meng Shu's head, he kissed rough and hard, giving no chance to escape or dodge.

Meng Shu almost choked. He frantically shoved his tongue against Ling Qingjue's, trying to push him away, only to get an even stronger invasion.

His head got dizzier. His back was pinned against the cold, hard door, yet he couldn't bear to push him away. His hands pressed helplessly against Ling Qingjue's chest, his shoulder blades slightly trembling.

All he could hear was the wet sounds of their kiss. Meng Shu stopped fighting back, looped his arms around Ling Qingjue's neck, and tried to kiss him back.

He didn't know how long they had been kissing when Ling Qingjue started licking at his neck again. His tail and ears had suddenly come out.

Meng Shu was lost in the moment, but he knew the rules wouldn't let them go further. So he just reached out and squeezed Ling Qingjue's tail, whispered, "Don't overdo it. I can't help you out."

As soon as he touched that tail, Ling Qingjue hurt even more. He sucked in a sharp breath and gritted his teeth, frowning, "Hm?"

Right as they were getting into it, a sudden knock on the door broke them apart. The mayor's voice yelled from outside, "Ling Qingjue! Ling Qingjue! Come out! Work to do!"

Ling Qingjue clicked his tongue in annoyance, acting like he didn't hear, pinching Meng Shu's cheek, still about to kiss him.

Meng Shu tilted his head back, getting his face covered in saliva. "Stop... the mayor needs you..."

"Forget him," Ling Qingjue said without thinking.

His tongue was captured again. Meng Shu finally got it. No matter how shameless he acted, he was still human. No matter how refined Ling Qingjue pretended to be, he was still an animal.

An animal's moral concepts were different from humans. Normally, he pretended to be refined, but at times like this, Ling Qingjue's animal nature was fully exposed, prioritizing mating above everything.

The mayor kept knocking, "Ling Qingjue! Open the door! I know you're inside!"

The door trembled from the knocking, and Meng Shu's back was against it. Flustered and embarrassed, he suddenly tightened his fingers, grabbed Ling Qingjue's tail, and yanked hard, "I told you to stop!"

For beastmen, the tail and ears are almost as sensitive as private parts. Meng Shu pulled so hard that Ling Qingjue immediately loosened his mouth in pain.

His ears flattened into airplane ears, helplessly drooping back. He hugged his tail as if struck by lightning, "You... you yelled at me for his sake?"

Meng Shu realized he had messed up and stammered an explanation, "No... that's not what I meant. I'm sorry, I..."

"You yelled at me."

Ling Qingjue was really hurt by his pull. His cat ears stayed flattened and wouldn't perk up, on the verge of tears. "Just for that old bald guy, you dare yell at me?"

"I was wrong, I was wrong!" Meng Shu was terrified out of his wits and hurriedly pounced to apologize. "I won't do it again. I didn't control my strength. I'm sorry."

"I'll never let you touch me again!" Ling Qingjue's breathing was rapid. He abruptly retracted his cat ears, his gaze full of resentment. "How dare you treat me like this!"

Meng Shu waved his hands frantically, "No, no, I really didn't mean it. I'm sorry..."

The mayor was also howling outside the door, "I heard you talking! Ling Qingjue, did you call me an old bald guy?!"

"Get lost!" Ling Qingjue completely lost patience. His expression turned dark and cold, his aura suddenly dangerous.

He was already annoyed by the interruption, and then Meng Shu pulled his tail for that old bald guy!

Didn't he know a cat's tail was vulnerable?

Meng Shu had never even scolded him once, yet he pulled his tail for that old bald guy, even pulling out a tuft of fur!

He wouldn't be easily appeased. He would never forgive Meng Shu!

"Stop throwing a tantrum. Something big happened in town. A lot of people died. Come out and resurrect them now!" The mayor had no mood to argue with him, rare in his seriousness. "You can throw fits normally, but this time, listen to me."

Ling Qingjue's previous arrogance diminished a lot. He frowned, pulled Meng Shu behind him, then opened the door with a bang. His voice sounded heavy, "What happened? Why did people die?"

Meng Shu had never seen him so serious before, which surprised him.

In his memory, Ling Qingjue seemed indifferent to everything.

He seemed to have no feelings for the townspeople, always alone, not even remembering their names.

Seeing him come out, the mayor said, "Just now, the Adventurers' Guild received a distress signal. The guild leader took his son to rescue, but at the edge of the Magic Forest, they found a giant teleportation array. Some residents living near the Magic Forest were all dead. Based on the wounds, they were killed in one blow."

Residents who dared to live near the Magic Forest were almost all former adventurers or mages with some self-defense ability.

To kill them in one blow, the rank of those magical beasts couldn't be lower than eight.

Ling Qingjue's expression grew even more grave, and the lust between his brows was replaced by frost. "Impossible. The entire Magic Forest is under my surveillance. At most, there are only sixth-rank magical beasts."

The mayor nodded, "I naturally believe in your strength. So, it's that teleportation array. Behind it, there's a large magical beast lair, continuously sending high-rank magical beasts into the Magic Forest."

"Teleportation array..." Ling Qingjue frowned. "I'll deal with it later."

Meng Shu also poked his head out, cautiously glancing at Ling Qingjue. "Why would a teleportation array of that level appear in the Magic Forest?"