43: Chapter 43 Feeding Senior Brother with His Mouth

In her mind, a scene involuntarily emerged.

The empty Hall of Mental Cultivation.

Pitch black.

Su Ye was lying all alone on the bed.

His stomach was growling with hunger, yet he couldn't even turn over.

Those handsome eyes were filled with helplessness and grievance.

"Chuxia..."

"I am so hungry..."

"Why haven't you come yet..."

It was as if this voice was echoing in her ears.

Carrying a trace of resentment.

Carrying a trace of the desolation of being abandoned.

"Wuu..."

Ye Chuxia clutched her chest, her eyes instantly turning red.

A sense of guilt surged like a tide, instantly drowning out her previous fear.

"I am truly damnable!"

"How could I leave Eldest Senior Brother there all alone!"

"He is still injured!"

"Even if I am afraid of Second Senior Sister... I cannot let Eldest Senior Brother go hungry!"

At this moment, the radiance known as "maternal instinct" on Ye Chuxia once again overcame her reason.

That Eldest Senior Brother who was once high above and whom she looked up to, at this moment in her heart, had already turned into a fragile and pitiful porcelain doll that needed her careful care.

"No!"

"I must go back!"

"I must go make food for Eldest Senior Brother!"

Ye Chuxia wiped away her tears, her gaze becoming firm.

She walked quickly to a worn-out wooden cabinet in the corner of the Immortal Cave, rummaging through it.

"This won't do... it's too hard..."

"This won't do either... the Spiritual Qi is too impure..."

"Ah! I found it!"

She found a small jade box at the very back of the cabinet and carefully opened it.

Inside lay a small handful of crystal-clear rice grains.

Each grain was plump and round, emitting a faint golden halo.

Golden Silk Spirit Rice!

This was the second-grade Spirit Rice she had exchanged for with half a year's worth of Sect contribution points.

She had originally planned to wait until she broke through to the Great Perfection of Qi Refining to use it to Breakthrough the Bottleneck.

But now, she did not have the slightest hesitation.

"I will use this!"

"Make porridge for Eldest Senior Brother!"

Although it could not compare to those Heaven And Earth Treasure prepared by Second Senior Sister, this was the best thing she could take out at the moment.

Moreover, she heard from the elders that this kind of food full of the breath of life is sometimes more nourishing than cold Medicinal Pill.

No sooner said than done.

Ye Chuxia took out a slightly blackened small Pill Furnace from her Storage Pouch.

Although it was a defective product, it was enough for making porridge.

Ignite, boil water, wash the rice.

Every action she performed with extreme seriousness, as if she were refining a peerless Divine Pill.

"Gudu gudu—"

The water boiled, and the golden rice grains tumbled in the boiling water, gradually turning into thick rice paste.

A rich rice fragrance, mixed with faint Spiritual Qi, permeated the small Immortal Cave.

Ye Chuxia squatted beside the Pill Furnace, holding a wooden spoon, and stirred it gently.

The firelight reflected on her face, flickering.

Her eyes were focused and gentle, and she was still whispering to herself:

"Eldest Senior Brother..."

"You must be good..."

"Chuxia is coming right away..."

"This porridge is very fragrant..."

"After eating it, your body will feel warm..."

"And it won't hurt anymore..."

Meanwhile, inside the Hall of Mental Cultivation, Su Ye was lying on the cold jade bed, feeling listless.

【So hungry.】

【Really so hungry.】

He sighed silently in his heart.

Although the Divine Concealment Turtle Breath Technique could lower his bodily functions to the minimum, it did not mean he truly didn't need energy replenishment!

Especially now, in order to maintain this illusion of being a vegetative state person, his Divine Sense had to remain highly concentrated at all times.

The consumption was already high.

Plus... having been suddenly ambushed by that girl just now, his adrenaline spiked.

Now that the aftereffect had passed, that feeling of emptiness was simply deadly.

【Where did that girl run off to?】

【She doesn't acknowledge the debt after kissing?】

Su Ye felt somewhat indignant.

He had originally wanted to enjoy the massage service from his Junior Sister, but instead, she kissed him and ran away, leaving him here alone to drink the northwest wind.

Simply outrageous!

【Wait until I wake up...】

【I must properly "punish" this irresponsible little servant girl.】

【I must let her know that the Eldest Senior Brother of the Grand Beginning Holy Land, Purple Bamboo Peak, also has a temper!】

Just as he was thinking, his nose suddenly twitched.

A faint fragrance floated in through the gap in the hall door.

Very faint, but very fragrant, carrying a kind of long-lost, reassuring breath of life.

This is... the smell of Spirit Rice porridge?

Su Ye's mood instantly improved.

【I suppose you girl still have a conscience, knowing to come back to feed me.】

However, as a qualified vegetative state person, he quickly adjusted his state.

Breathing steadily, expressionless, not even his eyelids fluttered in the slightest.

Only the fingers slightly relaxing under the blanket exposed his slight feeling of anticipation at this moment.

Outside the hall, the moonlight was like water, spilling onto the winding mountain path of Purple Bamboo Peak, coating everything around in a layer of silver frost.

Ye Chuxia was holding a white Jade Bowl, carefully walking on the stone steps.

In the bowl was a full bowl of golden Spirit Rice porridge, still steaming.

She walked very slowly, every step very steady, fearing she would spill a single drop.

The night wind was a bit cold, blowing the Purple Bamboo Forest, making it rustle like countless ghosts whispering.

If it were usual times, the timid Ye Chuxia would have been scared until her legs went soft.

But at this very moment, she was holding this bowl of porridge in her hands as if she were holding the entire world.

That sense of mission for the sake of someone gave her unprecedented courage.

"I am not afraid..."

"I am not afraid..."

"Eldest Senior Brother is waiting for me..."

She cheered herself on in her heart.

Finally, that towering and magnificent Hall of Mental Cultivation appeared in her sight again.

The main hall was still quiet, like a sleeping giant beast.

The two eternal lamps at the entrance emitted a faint glow.

Ye Chuxia took a deep breath, trying hard to calm her rapidly beating heart again.

"Creak—"

She reached out, gently pushing open the heavy hall door.

There was no suffocating pressure as imagined, nor was there the terrifying figure of Liu Ruyan, only a reassuring tranquility.

Deep inside the hall, on that cold jade bed, that familiar figure was still lying there quietly, motionless.

The moonlight shone in through the high window lattice, landing right on that breathtakingly handsome face, casting a layer of holy radiance over his entire person.

Just like a Sleeping Beauty waiting for the princess to kiss him awake.

"Eldest Senior Brother..."

Ye Chuxia called out softly, her voice a bit hoarse, carrying a trace of imperceptible trembling.

She walked over quickly, placing the Jade Bowl on the small table by the bed, then knelt by the bed.

Just like in the afternoon, only this time, her eyes had a little less fear and a little more heartache and tenderness.

"I'm sorry..."

"Chuxia came late..."

She reached out, wanting to touch his face, but stopped in mid-air.

Her fingertips curled slightly, seeming to remember that bold action in the afternoon.

That sense of shame surged in her heart again, making her cheeks burn.

"I can't think about that..."

"That was to save someone..."

"That was an accident..."

She hypnotized herself in her heart, forcing herself to shift her attention to the serious business.

"Eldest Senior Brother must be starving, right?"

Ye Chuxia picked up the Jade Bowl, using a spoon to scoop up a spoonful of golden Spirit Rice porridge, blowing on it gently by her mouth.

"Hoo—"

The heat dissipated, leaving only the warm fragrance.

Carefully, she brought the spoon to Su Ye's lips, her movements incredibly gentle.

"Open your mouth..."

"Ah—"

Although she knew he couldn't hear and wouldn't cooperate, she still spoke softly as if coaxing a child.

However, the spoon touched Su Ye's tightly closed lips, and the porridge couldn't be fed in at all, with a little bit flowing down the corner of his mouth.

Ye Chuxia quickly put down the bowl, taking out a Handkerchief, and gently wiped it clean.

A trace of annoyance flashed in her eyes.

"So stupid..."

"Ye Chuxia, you are so stupid..."

"Eldest Senior Brother can't move now, how could he open his mouth himself..."

She bit her lip, looking at those thin lips of Su Ye that were still tightly closed, the place that made her Soul turn upside down that afternoon.

A bolder and more heart-pounding thought suddenly popped into her mind.

"If..."

"If I use another method?"

Her gaze uncontrollably fell on those lips again.

If it was that kiss in the afternoon... if it was like what was written in the storybooks... using her mouth... to pass it over?

"Boom!"

Once this thought appeared, Ye Chuxia felt her skull was about to explode, and her whole person was about to burn up.

"No, no, no!"

"That is too shameless!"

"That is taking advantage of someone!"

"That is..."

But the spoon really can't feed it in.

If she forced it in, it would hurt Eldest Senior Brother's teeth, right?

Moreover, if this porridge gets cold, it won't taste good.

Ye Chuxia's brows were twisted into a knot with conflict, the spoon in her hand raised and put down, put down and raised again.

Finally, she glanced at Su Ye lying on the bed with no consciousness, and looked at the bowl of Spirit Rice porridge in her hand emitting an enticing fragrance.

Deep in her eyes, a flash of desperate determination appeared.

"This is also..."

"To save someone!"

"Yes!"

"So that Eldest Senior Brother won't go hungry!"

"I, Ye Chuxia... I'll go all out!"

She took a deep breath, picked up the Jade Bowl, and held a mouthful of warm rice porridge in her mouth.

That soft, glutinous, and sweet texture instantly spread in her mouth, but she had no intention of tasting it at this moment.

Her heart was beating so fast it was about to jump out of her throat.

That thrill of feeling like a thief, that trembling feeling of being about to touch a taboo, made her whole body tremble slightly.

She slowly leaned down, little by little, approaching that face that haunted her dreams.

Closer, closer still.

That familiar Dragon Saliva incense came rushing towards her again, mixed with the sweet fragrance of the rice porridge, forming a unique scent that made one intoxicated.

Ye Chuxia closed her eyes, her eyelashes fluttered, like a moth about to fly into a flame, carrying a kind of unhesitating determination.

Once again, her lips pressed onto them.

The moonlight shadows were mottled, shining through the ancient window lattice onto the cold floor of the Hall of Mental Cultivation.

Everything was silent, only the occasional sound of the wind, blowing through the Purple Bamboo Forest outside the hall, making a rustling sound, as if countless ghosts were whispering in the dark night.

Inside the hall, the atmosphere was romantic and mysterious.

Ye Chuxia knelt on the cold jade bed, her figure petite, and against the backdrop of the huge bed, she appeared particularly pitiful and lovely.

Her heartbeat, "thump, thump, thump", was clearly audible in the empty hall, so fast it seemed as if it was about to break through her chest.

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That delicate little face was already covered in a blush like the evening clouds, spreading all the way to the roots of her ears, and even her slender neck was stained with a layer of pink.

She was trembling.

It was not because of fear.

Rather, it was a tremor she had never felt before, a mixture of shame and an inexplicable excitement.

Holding that mouthful of warm Spiritual Rice Porridge in her mouth, the sweet and glutinous aroma filled the space between her lips and teeth, yet it could not suppress that dizzying scent of Ambergris.

That was the scent on her Senior Brother's body.

He was the flower on the high peaks that she once didn't even dare to look up at, but now he was close at hand, at her mercy.

"It's to save him..."

"That's right, it's to prevent Senior Brother from starving to death..."

Ye Chuxia frantically searched for excuses in her heart, as if by thinking this way, her current rebellious behavior could become sacred.

She closed her eyes, her eyelashes fluttering violently like the wings of a startled butterfly.

Finally.

At the moment that last thread of reason snapped, she leaned down and pressed against him.

Their lips met.

Boom!

It was as if a current of electricity had instantly surged through her entire body.

That sensation.

It was cool, soft, yet carried an indescribable magic.

Ye Chuxia felt as if her Soul was about to undergo Soul Emergence at that moment.

She subconsciously pried open Su Ye's tightly closed teeth.

Her movements were unrefined, yet they carried a desperate determination.

The warm rice porridge slowly passed through their pressed lips.

...

At this very moment.

Although Su Ye's body could not move, his Divine Sense was incomparably clear.

[Mmm...]

[It's here, it's here!]

[Finally, it's time to eat!]

Feeling that warm and sweet liquid in his mouth, Su Ye was almost moved to tears.

Even if he was once the awe-inspiring Senior Brother of the Taichu Holy Land.

Even if he was a peerless Prodigy possessing the Ancient Desolate Sacred Body.

The feeling of hunger was truly unpleasant!

Especially that burning sensation of an empty stomach; for someone whose Divine Soul was constantly being heavily consumed, it was simply a form of torture.

[This girl, although she's clumsy, at least she has a bit of a conscience.]

Su Ye nodded inwardly.

The Spiritual Rice Porridge melted in his mouth, turning into a warm current that slid down his throat and into his stomach.

That refreshing feeling, like sweet rain after a long drought, made him so comfortable he almost wanted to groan aloud.

It was just that...

Was this feeding method a bit too "stimulating"?

Su Ye could clearly feel those two soft, warm lips covering his own, trembling uncontrollably.

The girl's breath puffed against his face, rapid and carrying a fragrance unique to young girls, along with the sweetness of the Spiritual Rice Porridge.

The worst part was.

Because she was too nervous, Ye Chuxia's movements were exceptionally clumsy.

Her teeth would occasionally bump against his lips.

She even pressed extremely close to prevent the porridge from leaking out, almost sucking forcefully.

[Hiss...]

[Gentle!]

[Are you a dog?]

Su Ye complained helplessly in his heart.

Although this kind of lucky treatment would probably make any man wake up laughing from their dreams.

But as a professional actor playing a "vegetative state person."

At this time, there was no other way but to endure.

Furthermore.

Compared to Second Junior Sister Liu Ruyan's sickly, blood-scented possessiveness.

This kind of closeness, filled with a young girl's shyness and clumsiness, actually made him feel a bit...

Novel?

Even enjoyable.

...

One mouthful of porridge was finished.

Ye Chuxia abruptly raised her head and retreated.

"Huff... huff..."

She panted heavily, her chest heaving violently.

In her almond-shaped eyes, a mist lingered, making her look like a startled deer, yet also like a little thief who had succeeded in her mischief.

She looked at Su Ye.

On that incomparably handsome face, a trace of crystalline rice soup remained at the corner of his mouth.

Under the moonlight, it shimmered with a tempting luster.

Gulp.

Ye Chuxia couldn't help but swallow her saliva.

As if possessed.

She stuck out her tongue and licked her own lips.

On them...

There seemed to be a lingering taste of her Senior Brother.

Cool.

Sweet.

Was that... Senior Brother's saliva?

In this instant.

A sense of extreme depravity, yet also an extremely stimulating pleasure, grew wildly in her heart like a poisonous weed.

That high-and-mighty Senior Brother.

That Senior Brother who once wouldn't even spare her a glance.

Now...

Was eating things passed from her mouth.

Even that noble mouth had been stained with her own aura.

"Senior Brother..."

"Now only I can save you..."

"Only Chuxia... is the one truly sincere to you..."

Ye Chuxia murmured to herself.

Her gaze gradually became somewhat glazed and frenzied.

Amidst the originally simple guilt and pity, at some point, a trace of imperceptible, sickly possessiveness had mingled in.

So what if she is the Second Senior Sister?

She only knows how to use a sword to kill.

Would she feed Senior Brother mouth-to-mouth like this?

She wouldn't!

Only me!

Only I, Ye Chuxia, am the closest person to Senior Brother!

Once this thought arose, it was like opening Pandora's box.

The original sense of shame, at this moment, miraculously transformed into a secret excitement.

"Another mouthful..."

"Senior Brother isn't full yet..."

Ye Chuxia took a deep breath.

Although that guilty panic was still there, her movements were much more determined than before.

She picked up the Jade Bowl again.

She took a large mouthful of porridge.

Then.

Leaned down.

Pressed close.

This time, she did not close her eyes.

Instead, she kept her watery eyes wide open, greedily gazing at every detail of Su Ye from up close.

His long eyelashes.

His straight nose.

And those eyes and brows that, even in a coma, still exuded a sense of cold arrogance.

"Mmm..."

Their lips met again.

This time.

Ye Chuxia's movements were much bolder.

She was no longer merely passing the porridge.

Her tongue...

Even carried a hint of testing.

Carefully.

Wandering between those cold lips and teeth.

As if she were confirming her territory.

Or as if she were tasting the most delicious delicacy in the world.

...

[Wait...]

[How did this girl get addicted?]

Su Ye was speechless in his heart.

Although the taste of the Spiritual Rice Porridge was indeed good.

And although his Junior Sister's cherry lips were indeed soft.

But...

This is way too slow!

If she keeps feeding me at this rate, when will I finish a bowl of porridge?

It'll be dawn already, okay!

And.

This girl's state... why does it feel a bit wrong?

She was a startled little rabbit just now.

How come now...

There's a wolfish light in her eyes as if she wants to devour him whole?

Although Su Ye could not see.

But his powerful Divine Sense could clearly capture the fluctuations in Ye Chuxia's emotions.

That mixture of fear, shame, love, and a gradually Awakening possessiveness.

It was so complex that even an "old hand" like him felt a bit alarmed.

[Are these the women in Female-oriented novels?]

[Each and every one of them...]

[How are they all so abnormal?]

[First there was that psycho Liu Ruyan, and now even this seemingly harmless little nobody shows signs of blackening?]

Su Ye sighed silently in his heart.

However.

Having food to eat is better than starving to death.

He worked hard to cooperate with Ye Chuxia's rhythm, swallowing the warm rice porridge.

With his stomach being filled with food.

That original feeling of weakness and powerlessness finally eased quite a bit.

Even his depleted spiritual power began to show a trace of recovery.

...

Time passed minute by minute.

The Spiritual Rice Porridge in the Jade Bowl decreased at a visible rate.

Ye Chuxia seemed tireless.

One mouthful after another.

Every time she leaned down.

Every time they touched.

Her courage grew by a fraction.

Her movements became more and more skillful... one could even say they were somewhat wanton.

It had originally been just for feeding.

By now.

It had already turned into a one-sided demand and desecration.

Her hand.

At some point, it had already caressed Su Ye's cheek.

Her fingertips rubbed against that cool skin, carrying an almost obsessive attachment.

"The last mouthful..."

Looking at the last bit of rice soup left at the bottom of the bowl.

A strong sense of reluctance actually surged in Ye Chuxia's heart.

Why was it gone so fast?

She hadn't kissed enough... no, she hadn't fed him enough.

If only this bowl of porridge could never be finished.

In that case.

She could stay like this forever.

Always being one with her Senior Brother.

In this deserted late night.

In this world that belonged only to the two of them.

"Huff..."

Ye Chuxia held the last mouthful of porridge in her mouth.

This time.

She did not pass it over immediately.

Instead, she quietly looked at Su Ye.

A strange light flashed in her eyes.

"Senior Brother..."

"You are mine..."

She made a silent vow in her heart.

Then.

She pressed down heavily.

Perhaps because she was too involved.

Perhaps because she didn't want it to end.

This time.

She used too much force.

Her teeth hit Su Ye's lower lip hard.

Clack!

The soft sound was exceptionally piercing in this silent hall.

Immediately after.

A faint metallic taste began to spread between their lips and teeth.

It was cut!

Ye Chuxia's entire body stiffened.

The romantic pink bubbles in her mind were instantly popped by this painful blow.

Fear.

It surged back once more like a tide.

"It's over!"

"I've hurt Senior Brother!"

She raised her head in a panic.

She saw that on Su Ye's originally pale lower lip, a bead of bright red blood was now seeping out.

Set against that jade-like skin.

It appeared exceptionally bewitching.

And it stung her eyes even more.

"I'm sorry... I'm sorry..."

"I didn't mean to..."

Ye Chuxia was at a loss.

Tears instantly fell.

She reached out with a trembling hand, wanting to wipe away that drop of blood.

Yet she was afraid of hurting him.

Her hand wouldn't stop shaking in mid-air.

"What should I do... what should I do..."

"If Second Senior Sister sees this..."

"If Senior Brother wakes up..."

Extreme panic made her lose her composure.

She picked up the Handkerchief from before.

And somewhat roughly pressed it against Su Ye's lips.

She wanted to wipe away the bloodstain.

To cover up her crime.

"Wipe it away... hurry and wipe it away..."

She cried as she wiped forcefully.

Her movements were hurried and frantic.

Where was there even a hint of the gentleness from before?

That coarse Handkerchief rubbed repeatedly against Su Ye's delicate lips.

Not only did it not stop the bleeding.

Instead, it made the wound look even more red and swollen.

...