OMF V2C40 Spending The Night Together

In his drunken stupor, Qiu Ling had come over to see his beloved not caring for his appearance or Jing Yi’s rejection anymore. He only felt that he needed to see him right now.
“Senior martial —”
“Jing He!” Qiu Ling lunged forward, hugged him to his chest … and lost his balance. The two of them landed on the ground in a heap of limbs and long sleeves.
“Ah. Senior martial brother Qiu!” Jing Yi tried to push him off but Qiu Ling was too heavy and he wasn’t cooperative at all. “Senior …” Jing Yi stopped once again. This … What was with the even breath next to his ear? This guy couldn’t have fallen asleep on top of him, could he?! Wouldn’t he have to spend the whole night with him like this?!
Jing Yi sighed. There was nothing he could do. Qiu Ling wasn’t going to budge and he wasn’t strong enough to shove him off.
“Being a cultivator must be nice, they certainly wouldn’t lack the strength for something like this.” He wriggled around and finally managed to at least free his arms. He sighed. Well, this was at least a bit better. Though, that senior martial brother of his was quite heavy. How was he supposed to sleep like this?
Especially … His gaze locked on the door to the room that was still open. Qiu Ling had thrown himself at him so fast that he hadn’t managed to close it. Whoever went by in the hall outside would see them lying on the ground together in that kind of pose.
Jing Yi tried to imagine how that would be. There was only one answer to that: awkward. Even more awkward than lying on the ground with a man who was more or less a stranger in itself or being proposed to in front of nearly the whole sect.
No, he really couldn’t accept this! “Senior martial brother Qiu?” Jing Yi turned his head a bit and whispered into his ear.
His breath moved the black strands of hair that had loosened from Qiu Ling’s hairstyle and tickled his ear. He twitched a bit in his sleep.
Jing Yi smiled. It seemed this might actually work. “Senior martial brother Qiu”, he repeated and wriggled around some more.
“Jing He …” Qiu Ling’s words were nothing more than a whisper, too, but a beautiful smile grazed his lips. It was pretty obvious what he was dreaming of at this moment.
“It’s Jing Yi, though.” Jing Yi gripped Qiu Ling’s shoulder and shook him. “Senior martial brother, you’re heavy. Please, get up?”
“Mn …” Qiu Ling frowned. “My heart’s heavy, too.”
Jing Yi closed his eyes. Heavens! Even while drunk this guy managed to make him feel guilty! He shouldn’t have rejected him like that. He really shouldn’t have. There certainly would have been a better way. “We … We can talk about it again when you wake up.”
“Mn …” The only answer he got was Qiu Ling snuggling up even closer to him.
Jing Yi frowned. This guy was getting comfortable on top of him! “Senior —” He stopped. That certainly wouldn’t wake him up. Considering his behavior so far there was probably only one thing that might work.
Jing Yi examined the face that had occupied his mind for the whole day. With a strange feeling inside he leaned over. “My love, you’re hurting me. Please, get up?”
Indeed. Qiu Ling’s eyes flew right open. He looked at Jing Yi, not really comprehending what was going on but unconsciously he had already registered that something was wrong with Jing He.
“My love …”, he cooed and his arms actually slid around Jing Yi’s waist, pulling him even closer.
Jing Yi froze. “You —” He wanted to scold him but Qiu Ling’s eyes were actually closing again already. “Heh!” Jing Yi slapped his shoulder. “Get off first.”
“Off?” Qiu Ling turned his head to the side. He obviously wasn’t really there with his thoughts.
“Senior … Qiu Ling, you’re lying on top of me and you’re heavy. Get off.” Jing Yi frowned.
Qiu Ling examined that frown and followed suit with furrowing his brow. He didn’t get off, though. Instead, he propped himself up on his elbows and looked down at Jing Yi.
“You … What do you think you’re doing?” Jing Yi frowned even more.
Qiu Ling smiled. “My love, there’s no need to look like this. Your future husband is here. Whoever made you angry, you just have to tell me! I’ll go and beat him up.” He bent down and kissed Jing Yi’s forehead.
Jing Yi lay there, stunned. Had he … Had he just kissed his brow?
“Mn …” His question was answered when Qiu Ling found that this actually wasn’t bad. His lips roamed a little further, finally finding his temple, and left another kiss right there. “I’m with you”, he said in a low voice. “I won’t leave you. You don’t have to be afraid.” He cupped Jing Yi’s face with one hand and graced his cheek with a resounding smack, making Jing Yi blush.
“Senior martial brother Qiu! You … What do you think you’re doing?!”
Qiu Ling seriously began to consider that question. After all, this was his beloved asking him. Finally, his face lit up. “I’m trying to comfort you!” His smiling face got closer and his breath swept over Jing Yi’s lips.
He … he isn’t going to really kiss me, right? Jing Yi’s eyes went wide. “Qiu … Senior martial brother Qiu, you’re drunk.”
That face only got closer.
Jing Yi panicked. He couldn’t allow this! The thought echoed through his head, while his heart beat faster and his face glowed red.
“Mn, I met the old geezer again. He had some wine. But don’t worry. You’re much sweeter than that flowery stuff. I like you the best.” Then, he bridged the last gap between them and pecked Jing Yi’s lips.
It was nothing more, just a light peck. He also knew that he shouldn’t be getting too close to his beloved while he was drunk. He wouldn’t want Jing He to notice how drunk he really was, after all. It was better if his beloved thought he was just slightly intoxicated. He couldn’t risk him thinking that he was a drunkard. Mn, he had to uphold his image!
It might have actually worked if Qiu Ling hadn’t been way too happy at this moment. He had just kissed his beloved and neither had Jing He evaded him nor had he scolded him! Who said he wanted to break up? They were obviously still very much in love!
“My love”, Qiu Ling cooed again while a goofy smile spread on his lips. Then, he leaned down once again, puckering his lips.
This time, Jing Yi was prepared, though. A hand suddenly appeared between them and met with Qiu Ling’s face. Qiu Ling didn’t mind. He planted a kiss right in the middle of Jing Yi’s palm, stunning him again.
“You … What do you think you’re doing?” He retracted his hand and glared at Qiu Ling but he only got a happy smile back.
“I’m showing my love for you!” Qiu Ling hugged him and nuzzled the nape of Jing Yi’s neck.
“Uh.” Jing Yi furrowed his brow. “Alright. I’ve seen it. Now, get up.”
Qiu Ling lifted his head. “Jing He, my love, I really, really like you!”
Jing Yi sighed. There was no point in arguing with a drunk. “I know. I like you, too. Now get up. You’re heavy.”
“Mn …” Qiu Ling somehow seemed to get what Jing Yi was talking about. He hugged him closer and rolled around so that he was lying on the ground and Jing Yi on top of him. Then, he smiled happily again. Of course, his arms were still circling Jing Yi’s waist. He certainly wouldn’t let go!
Jing Yi groaned and his head drooped down, falling precisely onto Qiu Ling’s shoulder. Just what was he supposed to do?! This guy … he really was too sticky!
Qiang Wei who was still guarding Jing Yi on Qiu Ling’s command used this moment to hurriedly close the door. If anyone saw those two like that, there would certainly be rumors again and his Majesty would definitely fault him then! For a moment, he waited in front of the door, then he cursed and hurried to where Xiao Dong lived. He certainly didn’t want to hear if those two really managed to find their way into bed! Not that the king had seemed sober enough to get anything done.

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