Transmigrated into a Heartthrob Novel and Went OOC Chapter 24

 Chapter 24

The gentle light of the night pearl fell onto the stone bed. Fang Chaozhou liked sleeping on soft beds, so he had layered several mattresses on this hard stone bed, making it soft enough to sink into.

He was practically sinking into it now, if not for Xue Danrong’s arm wrapped around his waist, barely stabilizing him.

He had read many novels, but experiencing it firsthand was a first for him.

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The situation was already embarrassing enough. He couldn’t make any more noise.

But even so, Xue Danrong, who was reciting the Cleansing Heart Mantra, paused for a moment.

His long lashes fluttered, his gaze shifting slightly, and he moved his hand that was holding Fang Chaozhou slightly upward before continuing to recite the mantra. However, as he recited, his gaze involuntarily shifted from the edge of the bed to the person in his arms.

Fang Chaozhou felt so embarrassed that he wanted to bury his face. But there was nowhere to hide, the only place he could bury himself was in his junior brother’s embrace. It would be troublesome to ask his junior brother to recite the Cleansing Heart Mantra again, and he would be further burdening his junior brother’s hand. Burrowing into his embrace would only solidify the claim of taking advantage.

So he endured the shame and turned his face to the side.

Of course, he didn’t forget to cover his ears and pretend not to hear anything. As long as he closed his eyes, he could pretend that nothing was happening.

Xue Danrong looked down at Fang Chaozhou, his gaze first falling on his tightly closed eyes, then his nose, lips, and when he saw the slightly open collar, he abruptly averted his gaze. However, his Adam’s apple involuntarily rolled when he realized the issue.

Once he became aware of this, he also closed his eyes and recited the Cleansing Heart Mantra faster. But whether it was meant for one person to hear or both, perhaps only Xue Danrong himself knew.

Fang Chaozhou’s current situation was truly pitiful. Although his junior brother “lent a helping hand,” his junior brother’s presence was also a form of torment for him.

His junior brother was really too enticing.

That fragrance kept drifting into his nose, impossible to ignore. If he weren’t afraid of his junior brother killing him, he would probably lose control and bury his face in the other’s embrace, starting to sniffle.

Indeed, the protagonist is delicate and easily… no, not easily toppled, but isn’t the desire to conquer those men even more stimulating?

Fang Chaozhou felt that he was too shameless. He despised himself!

He had to stick to his junior brother’s unique beauty!

Only a muffled groan was heard, first crashing like towering waves, then becoming a gentle stream.

Xue Danrong cast a purifying water spell before slowly retracting his hand. He didn’t look at Fang Chaozhou, but as soon as he let go, he got up from the stone bed. If it weren’t for him taking a few steps out with the same gait, it would have been no different from before.

However, Fang Chaozhou didn’t see Xue Danrong’s matching steps. He slowly retreated into the quilt, wanting to bury his face in it. However, he realized that the fragrance of the osmanthus flowers hadn’t dissipated inside the quilt, so he could only expose his face outside.

His junior brother was overly considerate, even helping him put on his undergarments.

Fang Chaozhou, in this state, cast a purification spell on himself and fell into a blurry sleep.

On the other side of the screen, Xue Danrong couldn’t sleep. He lay on his side, facing the stone wall, and his right hand resting on the quilt trembled uneasily. After some time, he decided to get up and go straight to the cold pool to cultivate. However, as soon as he lifted the quilt, a fish swam into it.

His beautiful phoenix eyes widened instantly, anxiously looking at Fang Chaozhou who had snuck into his quilt.

But Fang Chaozhou was even more frantic, crying out, “Junior brother, save me!”

What kind of yang-enhancing medicine was this? Was it one dose per round?

On this day, the two brothers, for the first time in history, failed to wake up early.

By the time Fang Chaozhou had slept enough, Xue Danrong was already not in the cave.

Fang Chaozhou looked up at the space above the stone wall, and the Sword of Severed Water was also missing. He guessed that Xue Danrong must have gone out to cultivate, so he wasn’t in a hurry. He lazily sat up from his junior brother’s bed, let his mind go blank for a long time, and then finally got up to change the bedding for his junior brother.

He also dirtied his junior brother’s bedding.

After changing Xue Danrong’s bedding, Fang Chaozhou changed his own.

After changing, he collapsed back onto the bed.

Feeling completely drained.

Du Yunxi truly deserved to be the alchemy grandmaster in the original story. The effect of his pills was so strong even in the early stages. What would it be like in the later stages?

But that’s not the problem now.

The question Xue Danrong asked last night still sent shivers down Fang Chaozhou’s spine.

“When you said that the Second Senior Brother couldn’t… couldn’t get it up,” Xue Danrong’s voice was soft when he spoke those words, but Fang Chaozhou still heard them. He cursed the quietness of the cave.

Fang Chaozhou was torn between whether Xue Danrong mentioned the issue of impotence while he was still affected by the snake venom or if he heard about it after Xue Danrong was cured of the poison.

If it was the former, it meant that his junior brother had memories of that time, and that would mean…

No, it couldn’t be the former.

Although Fang Chaozhou thought so, he couldn’t help but anxiously rub his left cheek where his junior brother had bitten him before, leaving teeth marks.

He sat up from the bed, accidentally kicking something with his foot. When he lowered his head to take a look, he realized it was the box that Li Yiyue had sent.

The jade ornament was still blatantly lying there.

Fang Chaozhou stared at it for a while and couldn’t help but pick it up. After picking it up, he noticed that it was a warm jade, emitting a slight warmth when held in his hand.

However, Li Yiyue must have tampered with it. How could it be so big? It was simply illogical!

Muttering in his mind, Fang Chaozhou examined the jade ornament in his hand. Perhaps because the plot had changed, the patterns on the jade ornament had also changed. Fang Chaozhou stared at it for a long time before recognizing that the patterns carved on the jade were pastries.

Carving peonies on a jade ornament could be considered a matter of taste, taking a character from Xue Danrong’s name.

But what did carving pastries mean?

It really puzzled him.

Fang Chaozhou patted his hand with the jade ornament and couldn’t help but use his fingers to measure its size, all the while pulling open his belt for comparison.

Just as he loosened his belt, he heard a sharp reprimand!

“Second Senior Brother!”

As soon as the voice fell, the jade ornament in Fang Chaozhou’s hand was snatched away by a hand.

Xue Danrong’s face was cold, and without even looking at the jade ornament, he directly smashed it back into the indigo blue brocade box, then kicked the box away and turned to look at Fang Chaozhou, who was sitting on the bed.

Fang Chaozhou instinctively felt that something was not right. With one hand still holding his belt, under Xue Danrong’s gaze, he nervously licked his lips and started fastening his belt.

“Why is this belt loose? Hehe, quickly fasten it,” he forced a smile and swiftly fastened his belt.

He had already been shameless enough with his junior brother last night. He couldn’t continue like this in the future, or else he feared his junior brother would kill him.

Xue Danrong glanced at the belt Fang Chaozhou had fastened and turned his face away. His gaze then fell upon the brocade box on the ground, and his eyes grew colder. “Second Senior Brother, how do you plan to deal with what Li Yiyue sent?”

Fang Chaozhou took a glance and noticed the porcelain bottle next to the jade ornament. In the original story, that was a pill that could enhance cultivation, but the Xue Danrong in the original story never took it and destroyed it instead. Many readers protested, saying that Junior Brother had wasted Li Yiyue’s efforts.

“Um…” Fang Chaozhou stared at the porcelain bottle. “It seems to be somewhat useful. Let’s keep that one…”

Before he could finish his sentence, Fang Chaozhou felt a sinister atmosphere around him. He couldn’t help but look around, but he didn’t find anything strange.

“Second Senior Brother wants to keep it? Why?” Xue Danrong’s voice was rigid and cold, catching Fang Chaozhou off guard.

However, Fang Chaozhou had never been able to figure out Xue Danrong’s temperament, so he didn’t find it too strange. He answered calmly, “I’m a bit curious.”

“Curious?” Xue Danrong abruptly turned his head, and his phoenix eyes were filled with inexplicable emotions. He stared intensely at Fang Chaozhou without even blinking. “Why curious?”

Fang Chaozhou met Xue Danrong’s gaze and suddenly realized that the other had misunderstood. He quickly explained, “No, Junior Brother, you misunderstood. I’m not curious about the jade ornament. I’m curious about that porcelain bottle.” Seeing that Xue Danrong still looked doubtful, Fang Chaozhou couldn’t care too much and added, “Why would I be curious about the jade ornament? I already know how to use it.”

Hmm?

Did he expose something?

No matter, it’s normal for adults to read a bit of spicy literature.

Fang Chaozhou explained to reassure his junior brother, but little did he know that after explaining, his junior brother ignored him, not even acknowledging the Sword of Severed Water.

After going through a morning of confusion, Fang Chaozhou comfortably indulged in relaxation.

Ah, finally, he could rest.

No one was calling him to wake up, no one was forcing him to practice in the icy pool. He could sleep as long as he wanted and play as long as he wanted.

Fang Chaozhou snacked with his left hand and read his spicy literature with his right hand, enjoying several days of being a carefree person.

He opened the pill Li Yiyue had sent but didn’t dare to eat it. Ever since the incident where he mistook Du Yunxi’s yang-boosting medicine for candy and ate it, he had become cautious about eating random things. He thought he would show this bottle of pills to Du Yunxi and ask for his opinion.

If Du Yunxi said the medicine was fine, then he would try it and see if it tasted good.

As for the jade ornament, Fang Chaozhou initially wanted to destroy it, but every time he picked it up, he couldn’t help but feel that the jade used to make it was of excellent quality. When he touched it, it would emit warmth, a temperature that wouldn’t burn him but was just right, providing a comforting warmth for his hands.

In the frigid land of Zhichun Island, sometimes Fang Chaozhou would nestle in his blanket, reading his spicy literature while his hand turning the pages felt icy cold.

So he secretly put the jade ornament in his blanket. When his hand felt cold, he would touch it, and when the other hand became cold, he would switch to touching the jade ornament.

Fang Chaozhou treated the jade ornament as a hand warmer.

Abyssal Soul Sect.

A man dressed in a black robe reclined on a beautiful bed, his collar open, revealing a prominent scar on his chest. He bent one knee, holding a wine glass in his hand. A slightly pale face adorned with an interested smile.

The nearby demonic cultivator noticed that the man’s wine had run out and immediately approached to pour more. However, in his nervousness, he accidentally spilled some of the wine on the object on the wooden tray.

The man’s grip on the wine glass tightened, and in an instant, the demonic cultivator was forced back several steps, blood rushing to his mouth. The demonic cultivator didn’t dare to plead for mercy and immediately knelt on the ground, crawling forward on his knees, trying to make up for his mistake.

But before he could touch the wooden tray, the man had already taken the object away.

Li Yiyue coldly glanced at the kneeling demonic cultivator, then looked at the item in his hand. He took out a handkerchief and carefully wiped off the spilled wine.

If Fang Chaozhou were present, he would have noticed that the object Li Yiyue had taken looked exactly like his “hand warmer.”

No, there were some differences. The one in Li Yiyue’s hand emitted a glow.

After wiping off the wine, the glow on the object dimmed and gradually disappeared. Li Yiyue observed this and gently curled his lips, whispering, “Has this little thing been playing around for so long? Isn’t it afraid of wearing itself out?”

The two jade ornaments were a pair. When Fang Chaozhou’s jade ornament touched someone’s skin, it would emit warmth. And when it became warm, Li Yiyue’s jade ornament would glow.

So these past few days, Li Yiyue had a clear understanding of how long Fang Chaozhou used his “hand warmer.”

Although the original story mentioned the jade ornament Li Yiyue had given, Xue Danrong destroyed it right after Li Yiyue gave it, so the original author couldn’t portray the function of the other jade ornament.

Unaware that he was being watched, Fang Chaozhou put away his “hand warmer” and the spicy literature together in his storage ring after finishing reading.

He rolled over, preparing to sleep, but suddenly realized that Xue Danrong hadn’t returned tonight.

Although Xue Danrong had been ignoring him these days, he would always return to their cave on time. Today, Fang Chaozhou had finished reading his literature, so why hadn’t Xue Danrong come back?

After thinking for a moment, Fang Chaozhou sat up and put on his white fox fur. He took out a night pearl lamp from his storage ring and went outside to search for him.

He thought of it as repaying his junior brother for his “trivial effort” last time.

While searching, Fang Chaozhou called out Xue Danrong’s name.

During the night, Zhichun Island was like an ice cave. With every step Fang Chaozhou took, he felt like his face would be scraped raw. He didn’t know where Xue Danrong would be, but he first went to the frigid pool to search for him.

Xue Danrong usually practiced in the frigid pool, and perhaps today he was so engrossed in his cultivation that he forgot about the time.

When Fang Chaozhou arrived at the frigid pool, he actually saw Xue Danrong there.

However, Xue Danrong’s condition at the moment wasn’t very good. He sat cross-legged in the pool, and the hair exposed above the water on his upper body was completely covered in white frost. From a distance, one could almost mistake him for a snowman sitting there.

Fang Chaozhou called out to Xue Danrong several times, but there was no response.

Worried that something might have happened to him, Fang Chaozhou reluctantly took off his fox fur and shoes, gritted his teeth, and stepped directly into the frigid pool.

Because the water was icy cold, Fang Chaozhou moved very slowly. With each step, he couldn’t help but take a sharp breath. By the time he reached Xue Danrong, he felt like he had been frozen stiff.

“Younger Junior Brother,” Fang Chaozhou bent down and called out to Xue Danrong.

Xue Danrong’s long lashes were covered in white frost, and only his slightly reddened lips still retained some color, resembling a red plum in a snowy night.

Fang Chaozhou called out to Xue Danrong again, but even though the person had awakened, their eyes remained close. Without thinking, Fang Chaozhou reached out to pat the other person, but before his hand could touch Xue Danrong’s shoulder, it was grabbed.

The young man’s eyes opened, shaking off half of the white frost on his long lashes. He looked at the youth approaching with a lantern, slightly pursing his red lips, and tightened his grip on Fang Chaozhou’s hand.

Fang Chaozhou glanced at his hand being held and thought that Xue Danrong didn’t like being touched. He tried to retract his hand while saying, “Younger Junior Brother, why were you cultivating so late? Should we hurry…”

Before he could finish speaking, his hand was forcefully pulled, and the force caused his body to lean forward.

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