Chapter 627 - Finally His (1/2)

Back in the Yun Zou Sect, Xin Lan found Jinde standing in the doorway. ”Master …” He wanted to get up but Jinde shook his head.

He walked over to the bed and sat down on the edge. ”How are you?”

Xin Lan nodded. ”Better. How long did I sleep?”

”Just a while.” Jinde smiled and Xin Lan couldn't help and smile back.

His Master … truly was too beautiful. The afternoon sun was shining through the window, making his hair gleam as if it gave off light on his own. He really … wanted to reach out and bury his fingers in Jinde's hair. Maybe his gaze had been too intense but Jinde smiled and leaned forward, shortening the distance between them.

”Let me take a look at the injury.” He reached out and his fingers curled around the edge of Xin Lan's belt, opening it slowly.

Xin Lan took a deep breath and gulped. Just why … was his Master this close today? This was too tempting. If he stayed like this, he didn't know if he could hold back.

Jinde pushed the robe out of the way and his fingers brushed across Xin Lan's skin, making him shudder.

”How … is it? Can I go now?”

Jinde slowly took off the bandage and smiled. ”You already want to go? Did I really lose my charm?”

”That …” Xin Lan closed his eyes and took another breath. ”Master … you're very beautiful. It's just … my task …”

”Why would you think about that now?” Jinde let the bandage fall to the ground and his fingertips brushed the rim of the wound. ”Don't you want to spend some more time with me? You know taking some rest for your body and then letting your mind rest a bit, that's all very important.” He leaned even further down, his breath brushing Xin Lan's chest and then his lips touched the skin below the injury.

Xin Lan's eyes flew open and widened. His heart leaped, his hands shot up and grabbed onto Jinde's shoulders before his thoughts finally caught up to him. ”Ah …” He let go and wanted to take his hands back before his Master could notice what was wrong with him.

Jinde didn't seem to notice but he himself was also strange. He didn't shy away. Instead, he lay down, his hair fanning out around him, part of it hugging his shoulder and spreading over the bed while the rest flowed down onto the ground. Inside that golden veil, his right hand rubbed Xin Lan's abdomen, his nails scratching his skin.

Xin Lan exhaled. ”Master …”

”Still calling me that?” Jinde reached up and extended his claws, scratching Xin Lan's chest this time. A drop of blood trickled down. Jinde smiled and his tongue flicked out, brushing against Xin Lan's skin and taking the blood with it.