Stop crying, I'll give it to you, okay?

A full moon hung in the night sky, its clear, cold light shining down and landing on the two people on the rooftop, casting two silhouettes of them embracing.

Chi Buwan knew his alcohol tolerance: two glasses and he'd be tipsy, three and he'd be knocked out. So he only drank one and a half glasses, just right, but...

He underestimated the alcohol content of his wine.

Chi Buwan fell into Xiao Wuli's arms, her head resting on his chest, her back pressed against him.

He was fully conscious, but his mind was a little muddled.

"Master..."

Hearing the call, Chi Buwan opened her eyes, slightly raised her chin, and looked in the direction of the sound. However, she lost her strength halfway up and pressed her forehead against Xiao Wuli's chin. Their skin was touching, and their breaths carried the sweet scent of wine. She lazily responded, "Mmm."

Xiao Wuli slowed his breathing, gently inhaling the aroma of the exotic fragrance and fruit wine. The veins on his arm, which was wrapped around the waist of the person in his arms, stood out. His fingertips touched the slightly cool skin and pressed close together.

A gentle breeze blew, and Xiao Wuli's slender, cold fingers slowly closed, wrapping the slightly cool fingertips in his palm. He said softly, "The night breeze is a bit chilly."

"Are you cold?" Chi Buwan knew exactly what she was doing. Without the slightest hesitation, she reached out and hugged him back, saying earnestly, "Let me warm you up."

Xiao Wuli lowered his eyelashes, looking at the person in his arms, listening to the familiar sound of his own heartbeat, and the breeze could not cool the temperature on the tip of his ear.

He took a deep breath, regulated his disordered breathing, and finally, with his ears turning red, whispered in response, "Mmm."

Upon hearing this, Chi Buwan wrapped her arms tightly around his waist, gently rubbed her forehead against his chin, and smiled in her half-open peach blossom eyes.

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After enjoying the breeze on the rooftop for a while, I gradually became more awake.

He opened his eyes again, which he didn't know when he had closed them again, and looked around in confusion before his gaze fell on Xiao Wuli, whose chest was rising and falling steadily.

Chi Buwan glanced at the empty wine bottle beside her, and when she looked at Xiao Wuli, a smile appeared on her lips that she herself did not realize.

He raised his hand and gently pinched his cheek.

Having been a god for so long, he is not arrogant or looks down on people. On the contrary, he still maintains the good habit of not wasting anything, which resulted in him getting drunk.

Why are you being so well-behaved?

So cute!

Chi Buwan looked at his deep eyebrows and eyes, her gaze falling on the faint mole at the corner of his eye.

It's also very pretty.

Chi Buwan looked down at him, and after a while, she slowly lowered her head and placed a kiss on his light mole.

However, before he could look up and leave, a large hand firmly gripped his waist.

Chi Buwan slightly raised her head, looked up, and met Xiao Wuli's intoxicating black eyes, alluring and seductive, full of captivating desire.

He paused, not quite reacting, before Xiao Wuli's burning kiss followed.

The moment their lips and tongues touched, the rich aroma of the wine wafted over, and Chi Buwan's previously clear mind became somewhat hazy again.

His lower back was intimately pressed, and his waist went limp, causing him to fall entirely onto Xiao Wuli.

His tongue was drawn out, and a rich, intoxicating fragrance filled the air, as if his very lungs were filled with that warm scent. A large, burning hand gripped the back of his neck, and long, slender fingers deepened the kiss with an unyielding strength.

Chi Buwan did not refuse; her rosy lips parted slightly as she responded to his kiss.

Her lower lip was gently bitten in a tender and ambiguous way, and then enveloped by a possessive and forceful touch.

Suddenly, the world spun around.

He was pinned down by Xiao Wuli, his fair and pink earlobes being kissed and sucked.

"Master..."

His deep voice drifted past my ear, carrying the lingering smell of alcohol, hoarse and trembling, like a lover's whisper or a drunken infatuation.

Xiao Wuli's skin was pressed tightly against the person in his arms, his cheek rubbing against the pale skin behind his master's ear. Although his eyelashes were covered with the smell of alcohol, his consciousness was incredibly clear.

He has a high alcohol tolerance; he can drink more than one pot of liquor without getting drunk.

But at this moment, I was a little drunk.

I am intoxicated by my master's tender embrace.

Xiao Wuli buried his head deeply in the neck of the person in his arms and breathed heavily.

Master...

His master...

His hot breath tickled the skin of his neck, sending a tingling sensation through his blood. Chi Buwan curled his fingers, raised his hand, and gently rubbed his head, softly replying, "Your master is here."

Xiao Wuli's heart trembled, his Adam's apple bobbed slightly, and he opened his thin lips to gently bite the earlobe of the person in his arms again. His possessiveness had not diminished; on the contrary, it was rising and escalating at an uncontrollable speed.

With tenderness in my heart, happiness seems to fill my chest, but the happier I am, the more afraid I am of the unknown future.

He has been with his master for over a hundred years. Will his master get tired of him?

The arms around the waist of the person in his arms tightened slightly, and his throat felt dry.

Besides, he was just an ordinary disciple, so it was perfectly normal for his master to get tired of him.

Xiao Wuli lowered his eyes, his long eyelashes concealing the emotions in them, but the desolation he tried so hard to hide was still caught by Chi Buwan.

Chi Buwan reached out and cupped Xiao Wuli's face, lifting it slightly. Looking into his dark eyes, which flickered with a hint of helplessness, the smile in her peach blossom eyes tinged with amusement. "What scene are you imagining now, where your teacher will abandon you?"

Xiao Wuli paused.

Chi Buwan gently squeezed his cheeks with her hands, making his lips pout slightly, looking pitiful and innocent.

Chi Buwan couldn't help but smile, tilting her chin up to kiss his lips. She loosened her grip slightly, pressing her forehead against his, and said with tender affection, "Silly girl."

Xiao Wuli's breathing became lighter, and the gloom in his heart was instantly swept away. He pursed his lips, and after realizing what he had been thinking, he turned his head and gently rubbed against the hand that was holding his cheek, his ear tips turning red.

His master will not get tired of him, because his master only favors him and treats him the best.

"Master."

Chi Buwan tilted her head slightly, "Hmm?"

Xiao Wuli paused, looked at the person in his arms, and curled his slender fingers.

The full moon reflected in Master's beautiful peach blossom eyes, the corners of his eyes upturned, gazing at him tenderly, like the bright moon hanging in the ninth heaven descending to earth just to illuminate him.

"Disciple..." Xiao Wuli's voice trembled slightly at the end. He opened and closed his thin lips, looking at his master who was waiting patiently for him to speak. He unconsciously held his breath and said, "I love you."

His voice was hoarse, yet every word was captivating, making the listener feel hot all over.

"I know," Chi Buwan smiled gently, responding to his love, "I love you too."

Xiao Wuli kissed him again, from a light peck to a deep, lingering kiss, reluctant to part.

In the end, I don't know who started it, but anyway, it started.

The full moon in the sky casts silhouettes, intertwined in an ambiguous way, a love that transcends life and death.

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"...My husband."

Chi Buwan finally couldn't hold back any longer and called out in a trembling, tearful voice. A layer of red spread across the corners of her eyes, and her peach blossom eyes were covered with a soft, watery mist. Even her breathing was so light that it trembled.

damned!

Who exactly taught his wife to let him play the identity-swapping game at a time like this?

He corrupted his wife, and he'll have the fat cat, ugly chicken, and demon lord hunt him down.

Chi Buwan's fingers gripped Xiao Wuli's shoulder, her fingertips pressed white, her neatly trimmed nails tinged with pink. Her chin was slightly raised, revealing her delicate and slender neck. Her peach blossom eyes looked up absently, but she unintentionally met Xiao Wuli's scarlet eyes, which were covered by lust.

Beneath the intense excitement lay an unyielding obsession.

"Master..." Xiao Wuli called out to him, kissing his cheek, then his lips, the tip of his nose, his eyes, the ends of his eyebrows, and finally his earlobe. His voice was hoarse, as if it were struggling to escape from his throat.

"...My wife."

Xiao Wuli's breathing was heavy, as if he was extremely excited. He continued digging without stopping, and his courage was suddenly at its peak. "...Wife."

Her pink and white toes curled up, her whole body tensed up, and her heart-shaped pupils trembled, lingering for a long time.

It's never too late to swear an oath in the second before losing consciousness.

He is determined to hunt down and kill the person who corrupted his wife.