Chapter 47: One Bite

    Nian could feel himself gawking and his cheeks warming up in response to those words. He was certain that Jin Jiuchi meant nothing by it, but with their current position and the way Jin Jiuchi worded his sentence, he couldn’t keep his thoughts from straying to a wild path.

    ’For God’s sake, snap out of it, Nian! Whatever you are thinking of will not happen because you are a child now! And obviously this man is not a human. Don’t let yourself get seduced!’ Nian chided himself severely and tried hard to focus on the matter at hand.

    He had thought that Jin Jiuchi was going to kill him at first from the single-minded way the man had tried to grab him. But now that Nian was truly caught, he was forced to change his mind because he could not sense any malicious intention coming from the other.

    If not, the man looked almost... curious as though there was something about Nian he could not wrap his head around. Nian weighed his choices before he decided to ask the most important question,

    "Who are you?" he stared into those slit pupils that glowed even with the lack of light, keeping his voice as low as possible when he heard the paper dolls reaching this floor. "Are you still Yang Rouchuan?"

    The man’s brows shot up to his hairline when he heard it. Fair enough, there was no way someone would be named ’lamb skewer’ so it must be an alias, but Nian trusted that the man knew what he wanted to ask. "I am," he pouted his lips. And there it was, the sulky expression that Nian had gotten familiar with. "Of course, I am. Who could I be if not him? Nian’er, are you doubting me now?"

    Even though he said this, his presence, the air around him and the way he carried himself was wholly different from the ’Jin Jiuchi’ Nian had come to know in the Cycle. For some reason, this kind of ’Jin Jiuchi’ made him feel a little... intimidated.

    Nian gulped. "What do you want?" he finally asked.

    Jin Jiuchi’s eyes lit up and a sly grin appeared on his face when he said, "Let me take a bite of you." When Nian stared at him with full incredulity, he explained with a pitiful look on his face, "You smell so good and I’m hungry. Just one bite, okay? I promise, I won’t go back on my words."

    What the hell was this man saying?! He... He wanted to take a bite as in... he wanted to eat Nian?! And he even had the gall to ask permission about it! Nian had thought that the previous Jin Jiuchi was a crazy pervert, but this Jin Jiuchi had refreshed his views to the extreme!

    "No," Nian bit out with a glare.

    "No?" The smile on Jin Jiuchi’s face froze as though he did not expect Nian to refuse him after he had gone out of his way to make a request.

    "No!" What the hell was the problem with this man?! Did he think that Nian would allow him to eat when he asked for it?! Enraged, Nian began to struggle like crazy, no longer caring that Jin Jiuchi’s grip would break his bones. "No, I said no! You are not allowed to! Which part of my sentence do you not understand?! Let go of me, you crazy pervert!"

    Jin Jiuchi narrowed his eyes and his tongue darted out to lick his sharp canine. An ominous premonition spread over Nian’s heart when he saw this, but he was too late to react because Jin Jiuchi immediately swooped in and bit his exposed shoulder!

    "Ngh...!" A gasp escaped Nian’s lips when he felt a burst of pain from where Jin Jiuchi’s teeth had sunk into his flesh. Tears sprung up in his eyes, his heels pushed off the ground and his body spasmed in reflex. No... nononono, he was going to get eaten!

    Nian could perceive it vividly when Jin Jiuchi’s sharp canines broke his skin, causing blood to ooze out of the wound. Jin Jiuchi made a pleased sound and pressed his scorching hot lips deeper as he began to suck. Perhaps it was his own imagination, but at that moment Nian felt something deep within him was being pulled out along with the blood to enter Jin Jiuchi’s mouth.

    Jin Jiuchi was breathing heavily now, his heartbeat so loud and erratic that Nian could feel it from where the man’s chest was pressed against him. Or perhaps it was his own heartbeat. He could no longer tell for his mind was quickly turning blank. His vision became hazy, his limbs grew weak and his struggle ceased. He lay there helplessly, just like a prey being caught and devoured by the beast to its heart’s content.

    An unsatisfied growl erupted from the man’s throat as if he had not had enough, but honoring his own words earlier, he eased back and licked the wound gently, again and again, as though trying to comfort.

    Upon feeling the pinpricks of pain on his skin, Nian gave a light shudder. What was that? Jin Jiuchi’s tongue... it was soft, wet but also prickly like there were... barbs?

    "As expected, Nian’er tastes so exquisite. It makes me want to..." he mumbled with his lips brushing against Nian’s skin once in a while, his voice growing smaller and smaller until it became unintelligible. Then all of a sudden, his entire weight dropped on Nian’s small body, smothering him so much until he couldn’t breathe. At the same time, his grip around Nian’s wrists also loosened.

    What the...

    Nian turned to him, incredulous, only to see that Jin Jiuchi had already fallen asleep with his cheek resting against the crook of Nian’s neck.

    Seeing such an innocent and defenseless look only served to fuel the anger in his heart. Feeling his patience reaching the peak, he mustered all of his strength to push Jin Jiuchi off him and punched him right on his face!

    Damn pervert, he deserved this! Nian had already told him no, but he still did not listen!

    "O–Ow...!" Jin Jiuchi was startled awake by that one punch. He shook his head as though to shake off the drowsiness clinging on his eyelids and pushed himself up into a sitting position. "Nian’er, what happened? I was just sitting with Miss Zhao and..."

    Nian had no idea whether to be relieved or furious when he saw that Jin Jiuchi’s eyes had returned to the normal silver color. "You still dare to ask what happened?!" He tugged his collar aside to bare his neck and demanded, "Look at this! This is your—" his words were abruptly stuck on his throat when he probed around his neck and found nothing there.

    No blood, no bitemark, no wound — nothing.

    Nian was dumbfounded. He had vividly felt the sensation of teeth sinking into his flesh, the flaring pain, the prickly sensation of rough tongue gliding across his skin... so how could there be nothing?!

    Jin Jiuchi cradled his aching face in confusion, aggrieved that he was being punched out of nowhere. "Nian’er...?"

    "You..." Not knowing what to think of it, Nian pounced on Jin Jiuchi like a small cheetah and forcefully pried his teeth open. "Let me see your mouth— no, your tongue!"

    He refused to believe that everything that happened was merely a figment of his imagination!

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    Mini theater

    Jin Jiuchi: After being punched, now Nian’er wants to pull out my tongue QAQ why is my life so difficult?