inspire-indiana Chapter 163 I don’t want to escape anymore.
Chapter 163 I don’t want to escape anymore.
As soon as the man disappeared, Xuan Sang let go of Tian Qing's waist and struggled out of his arms.
Although Tianqing was still reluctant to let him go, she was afraid that he would get angry so she didn't dare to keep him any longer.
"Did he hurt you?" Tian Qing asked worriedly when he saw Xuan Sang hadn't answered his previous question.
Xuan Sang said nothing and unbuttoned the man's shirt.
"You..." Seeing Xuan Sang unbuttoning his clothes for no apparent reason, Tian Qing grabbed his wrist with a puzzled look on his face, "What are you doing?"
Xuan Sang broke free from his hand and continued to unbutton Tian Qing's black shirt, opening his collar wide to reveal the man's strong and sturdy chest.
When he saw several red cracks on Tianqing's smooth chest, which looked like they were branded, Xuan Sang felt a pang of pain in his heart, as if someone had grabbed his heart and squeezed it so tightly that he felt even his breathing stopped for a moment.
"When did it happen?" Xuan Sang raised his fingertips and touched the marks left on the spirit's body by divine punishment, and he gently stroked along the cracked lines.
Tian Qing grasped the hand that was covering his waist belatedly, and as soon as he took it off, he hurriedly pulled back the clothes that Xuan Sang had pulled down to his arms. Seeing Xuan Sang's distressed expression, he replied perfunctorily: "It's been a long time, I have forgotten it."
Tianqing was buttoning up his shirt shyly, but Xuansang suddenly hugged his waist again.
Tianqing was stunned. Xuan Sang hugged him tightly with both hands, even tighter than before. Tianqing could feel the warmth of the face buried in his chest. The tight hug and warm touch softened the man's heart.
It was rare for Xuan Sang to hug him twice in one day, Tian Qing was so happy. He put his arms around Xuan Sang's back and hugged him, and rubbed his head with his big hand.
Feeling that the shirt on his chest was slightly wet, Tianqing lifted Xuansang's chin. When he saw his red eyes and tearful eyelashes, Tianqing was stunned for a moment, "You..."
He never expected Xuan Sang's reaction to be so big. Looking at his red and swollen eyes from crying, Tian Qing felt at a loss.
Little did he know that Xuan Sang had a great fear of heavenly punishment. He had witnessed his loved ones die under heavenly punishment because of breaking the law since he was a child. When he saw the mark on Tian Qing's body, Xuan Sang was scared from the bottom of his heart.
Tianqing held his face with both hands, and gently stroked his cheek with the tip of her thumb to wipe away the tears on his cheek. "I'm fine, why are you crying?"
Xuan Sang stared at him, sobbing and cursing in a hoarse voice: "Fuck you...if you dare to make me a widow at such a young age, I will dig up your ancestral graves!"
Tian Qing couldn't help but smile, "No, no, how can I do that!"
"Then you're not angry anymore, right?" Tianqing looked at him and asked cautiously.
Xuan Sang shook his head like a rattle.
"Then...are you still going to cancel the divine covenant?" Tian Qing recalled the angry words he said last night and asked tentatively again.
After hearing this, Xuan Sang hugged the man's waist again as if he was stimulated. He rubbed his head against Tian Qing's arms and shook his head while saying in a muffled voice, "I don't understand! I won't understand even if I die!"
Compared to the awkwardness and fear in his heart, Xuan Sang was more afraid of losing the man in front of him. He didn't want to escape anymore.
Hearing Xuan Sang's answer, Tian Qing couldn't help but laugh even more brightly. If he had known that Xuan Sang was so soft-hearted and worried about him so much, he should have revealed all the injuries, big and small, he had suffered over the years to Xuan Sang and showed them to ask for his concern, and they wouldn't have almost reached the point of breaking up.
"Okay, I don't understand." Tianqing took out the head that had been buried in his arms with a doting look on his face. He pinched Xuansang's chin, stared at the two pink and thin lips, and lowered his head to kiss them.
As the man took a sip and was about to leave, Xuan Sang responded by lightly pecking his lower lip. The next second, Tian Qing locked his chin and kissed him again, as if he wanted to kiss him forever and didn't want to separate.