MSW Chapter76

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Duan Linzhou hadn’t expected him to be so perceptive. Seeing the young man’s furious, jealous expression, he ignored the wrist Mu Peixuan was holding. He reached out with his other hand, wrapped it around Mu Peixuan’s waist, and rubbed his nose against his. “It’s Lu Chong. He came to find me,” Duan Linzhou pecked his lips, lowering his voice. “A merchant ship from the Duan family’s trading guild encountered pirates at sea and lost half its cargo.”

 

Duan Linzhou had traveled the seas for many years, making arrangements in all directions, and the Duan family’s merchant ships had always sailed safely. However, the world had been chaotic these past two years, and trade routes were no longer peaceful.

 

Duan Linzhou’s gentle, soothing demeanor calmed the irritability in Mu Peixuan’s heart. Mu Peixuan frowned, bit Duan Linzhou’s lip, and mumbled, “Who robbed the Duan family’s merchant ship?”

 

Duan Linzhou licked over the hard tips of his teeth, sucked on his lips, and chuckled softly, “Does Your Highness want to eliminate pirates for me?”

 

Mu Peixuan gave a soft hum, the meaning was self-evident. He sniffed Duan Linzhou’s scent, utterly unable to tolerate the mixing of another’s Xinxiang with his own “Zhongyong”. He seized Duan Linzhou by the waist and gave a shove, sending the unprepared Duan Linzhou sprawling onto the heap of clothes.

 

He let out a helpless laugh and said, “You’re still angry?”

 

Mu Peixuan leaned down and kissed his lips, saying, “You smell entirely of Lu Chong.” His brows were tightly furrowed, and he raised a hand to strip off all of Duan Linzhou’s clothes, tossing them far away. Only then did he press against Duan Linzhou’s naked body, sniffing repeatedly, feeling content only when he caught that subtle, bitter trace of medicine unique to Duan Linzhou, mingled with the fragrance of his own Xinxiang.

 

Duan Linzhou laughed at being pressed and sniffed again, completely unbothered by his nakedness. He pinched Mu Peixuan’s chin, leaned in, and bit him. “A dignified Junwang, acting like a little puppy.”

 

Mu Peixuan adored the feeling of their unobstructed bodies pressing together and wasn’t annoyed by Duan Linzhou’s teasing. He said, “Duan Linzhou, I woke up and you were gone.” He sounded terribly wronged. “Go on and tell me, throughout Daliang, who would abandon their Tianqian in their mating season?”

 

Duan Linzhou chuckled, saying, “I told Liu Guang to let you know I’d be right back…”

 

But Mu Peixuan didn’t care, simply stating, “You could have woken me up.”

 

Duan Linzhou thought to himself, If I woke you up, how could you not follow? With his body full of Xinxiang, Fen Mo wouldn’t even dare to come near. If Lu Chong had dared to approach him, the prefectural government might have come knocking that very day.

 

Despite these thoughts, Duan Linzhou cupped Mu Peixuan’s face and kissed his lips, whispering, “I couldn’t bear to.” He wasn’t stingy with sweet words, accompanying them with kisses. “My Xiao Junwang is so well-behaved and handsome when he’s asleep, one just wants to watch him forever. Who could bear to spoil such a scene?”

 

Mu Peixuan’s eyelashes trembled. He was so thoroughly placated that he couldn’t stay angry, mumbling, “…And then you still left!”

 

He still felt a bit aggrieved. A Tianqian in their mating period couldn’t bear to be separated from their Kunze. Heaven knew how awful it was for him to open his eyes and not see Duan Linzhou. He couldn’t see the person and couldn’t help but wonder what was so important that Duan Linzhou had to leave at that moment and who was Duan Linzhou going to see, his thoughts churned, angry and jealous. He thought, he should just lock Duan Linzhou in bed and ravish him until he couldn’t leave for another step.

 

The more he thought, the more fervent his desire became. Mu Peixuan’s gaze on Duan Linzhou almost materialized, intensely pressing. Duan Linzhou’s heart tightened, and his waist and backside ached. Yet, he genuinely liked this childish possessiveness in Mu Peixuan. He extended his tongue into Mu Peixuan’s mouth, hooking and licking his tongue, and said hoarsely, “Little sourpuss.”

 

Mu Peixuan didn’t know that when Duan Linzhou had gone to see Lu Chong, reeking of Mu Peixuan’s Xinxiang, Lu Chong had jumped back several steps as if his tail had been stepped on. He pinched his nose, his expression tangled with conflicting emotions, looking every bit as though he were frustrated by Duan Linzhou’s lack of resolve, certain that Duan Linzhou was smitten and far too indulgent toward Xiao Junwang. In truth, Duan Linzhou had been a charming figure in his youth, but Lu Chong had never thought this way about him. Duan Linzhou was a merchant, always looking three steps ahead, weighing pros and cons before making a move. Love, to him, was like the moon in the water, a flower in a mirror, appearing full of romance but dissipating with a shake. Unexpectedly, at this age, an old tree had blossomed, and fully at that!

 

Lu Chong thought, Love truly harms people! Even the calmest, wisest, and most calculating person, when touched by love, will be eroded!

 

Duan Linzhou thought, Mu Peixuan is his Tianqian; if he doesn’t pamper him, then who will? Besides, seeing him like this, who wouldn’t pamper him? Forget just getting him through his mating period, if he wanted the moon from the sky, Duan Linzhou would still find a way to pluck it for him.

 

Duan Linzhou always went all out for the people he loved.

 

And even more so for Mu Peixuan, who was the person closest to his heart.

 

Duan Linzhou had never indulged in such lust. His somewhat frail frame couldn’t withstand the vigorous desires of the youthful Tianqian. He was no longer able to get hard, yet the pleasure still urged him on. Mu Peixuan’s fervent, scorching kisses were like sparks, landing on his ears, the back of his neck, and his spine. Especially when he kissed his neck, it was pure bliss, an endless tenderness and lingering affection, yet his heavy breathing also revealed the fangs of a beast, a dangerous hint of wanting to tear someone apart.

 

Duan Linzhou was forced to tremble all over, lust colliding in every inch of his body. His already marked, pale skin flushed crimson, revealing an indescribable, alluring decadence. Mu Peixuan, as if bewitched, sucked on Duan Linzhou’s neck, which was arched in pleasure. Tears already welled in the corners of his eyes; his sweat and tears seemed to carry a hint of Xinxiang on his tongue, barely consoling the Tianqian’s voracious desire.

 

His Kunze was too fragile.

 

Duan Linzhou even felt a sense of weakness, as if he might never get hard again.

 

This kid was truly going to finish him off in bed.

 

Beautiful as it was, Duan Linzhou still preferred a slower pace. He thought, covering the back of his neck, which now bore several more bite marks. His body was covered in even more bite marks and hickeys, almost no patch of skin untouched, Duan Linzhou calculated meticulously, and it had only been half the mating period. Instantly, every inch of his skin ached.

 

A Tianqian’s canines are sharp, especially during their mating period. If Duan Linzhou were a Kunze, only his neck glands would suffer. But he was a Zhongyong, with barren glands that couldn’t retain Xinxiang. So a bewildered Tianqian would naturally leave marks all over his body.

 

Duan Linzhou struggled to sit up. Beyond a screen, Mu Peixuan was dismissing Liu Guang, who had brought medicinal cuisine. His gaze fell upon the brocade box sent by Mu Ke.

 

The box was quite large, filled with many items, and even tiered. The upper layer contained common ointments and salves for injuries. Duan Linzhou had once glanced at the bottom layer, and even Boss Duan, who remained unfazed by collapsing mountains, couldn’t help but sigh in awe, a Tianqian in their mating period was indeed as dangerous as a fierce beast, so people had developed all these things.

 

However, Duan Linzhou, thinking of how delicate his Xiao Junwang was, naturally couldn’t bear to treat him that way. Now, recalling the scene earlier when the Tianqian forced him to lose control, with his bloodshot eyes, excited and frenzied, he realized that these items were indeed of great use.

 

The wooden box contained a silver, cage-like muzzle and two-finger-wide leather straps made of black cowhide, no different from an iron cage fitted over the fangs of a vicious beast.

 

Duan Linzhou imagined Mu Peixuan wearing that thing and couldn’t help but feel a little intrigued and stirred—truly, beauty is a gentle, lethal blade.

 

When Mu Peixuan returned with the medicinal soup, he looked up and saw Duan Linzhou’s eyes flushed at the corners, his face overflowing with passion, like a peach blossom swaying precariously after being battered by wind and rain on a branch, yet still holding affection and moisture, enticing one to pluck a branch.

 

The moment their eyes met, Mu Peixuan tightened his fingers around the bowl of soup, almost wanting to kiss those eyes shut.

 

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Boss Duan incontinence warning.