Transmigrating into a Demon Spirit to Blow up the Entire World Chapter 138.1

Chapter 138: Prince’s little quilt 13 (part 1 of 2)

The first thing Yuwen Yin was concerned about was that the youth would fall ill with high fever, so he subconsciously placed his hand on the youth’s forehead. Maybe because of his originally very high body temperature, which made him unable to perceive anything. So, he simply leaned down towards the youth, then pressed his forehead against the other party.

Shen Tong’s physically looked somewhere around 15 years old, which was a bit older than Yuwen Yin’s age. However, Yuwen Yin, on the contrary, appears older than Shen Tong whether it be in appearance or body build. Even if Shen Tong denies this and attributes this to the early-maturation of the people in ancient time, he would still be unable to change this objective fact. Thus, the shadow cast by Yuwen Yin upon leaning over, completely overshadowed Shen Tong at once, without leaving a bit of gap.

Shen Tong too, only felt his face being overshadowed. His still muddle-headed brain made him unable to respond for the time being, so he only looked at Yuwen Yin foolishly, and blankly stared at him with widened eyes.

Until the forehead of the two people touched, the two pair of eyes intersected, their breath intermingled together, and something ambiguous suddenly began to suffuse in the air. In those two pair of intersecting gazes, Shen Tong’s round cat-like eyes were like a clear stream, while Yuwen Yin’s slightly narrow eyes, reveals a gentle pampering and unfathomable affection underneath, like the deep sea.

At this moment, time seemed to have stood still for several seconds. Their surroundings had also became strangely silent, and only the wild beats of their hearts that sounded from their respective chests could be heard.

Shen Tong naturally hadn’t gotten sick with high fever. With the cultivation base of a Demon Emperor, ordinary people’s illness would completely be unable to affect him. Yuwen Yin’s main focus at this moment was no longer on the other’s body temperature, but in those pair of eyes that became even more thought-provoking within close range.

Yuwen Yin ultimately dropped a light kiss on the youth’s thin eyelid uncontrollably, then slowly s.h.i.+fted to the center of the other’s forehead as well, like a dragonfly lightly touching the water. Like some extremely cherished treasure. Although the feelings deep inside were strong and vast, but it can only be expressed through the smallest and most subtle actions.

In this manner, Yuwen Yin was finally able to obtain the temperature’s result through the successive contact of hand, head and the lips: “Your temperature is within the appropriate range. There’s no fever, it should just be an adverse effect after getting drunk.”

He stroked Shen Tong’s brows while saying this, and ma.s.saged the acupressure points around the other party’s eyebrows, “Be good, it’s very natural to feel uncomfortable after a hangover, ……is the headache severe? Does your stomach feel uncomfortable? In addition, does your tailbone, the place you landed on before, still hurt until now?”

Along with this series of questions, Shen Tong recalled some scattered fragments after he got drunk last night, that his ears couldn’t help from turning red. He abruptly pulled a quilt over him, which completely covered him from head to toe, to escape reality, then turned over after wrapping his body with a quilt, before finally turning his b.u.t.t to Yuwen Yin.

Yuwen Yin was instantly taken aback, and was somewhat amused as he tugged on the quilt from Shen Tong’s shoulder, in an attempt to flip the person over.

The attempt to flip the youth over failed; on the contrary, the youth shrank to the innermost side of the bed. Yuwen Yin was also reluctant to use too much force, so he could only hug the quilt from behind, “Why, last night, you first declared yourself as a little flower, and then claimed to be a little monkey afterwards. Yet now, you’ve once again changed into a little tortoise?”

Having not received a response, Yuwen Yin continued to speak in a tone to coax a baby: “Why is the little tortoise hiding in it’s sh.e.l.l without speaking? Is it too angry to talk to people? Or has it fallen asleep?”

The ‘little tortoise’ finally spoke, the voice sounded m.u.f.fled due to having to pa.s.s through the quilt’s layer: “……en. I’m hibernating. So, I’m asleep.”

Yuwen Yin was finally unable to hold back his laughter. It took him quite a long time to speak again in a serious manner: “So it was actually like this, ah. It’s a pity that eating cannot be done during hibernation. Today marks the first day of the New Year, according to the customs in the Dayu Dynasty, there will be a lot of delicious food prepared, such as the eight-treasure vegetables, a.s.sorted stews and various kind of New Year cakes, there will also be chicken soup……”

Hearing the word ‘eat’, the ‘little tortoise’ immediately couldn’t help but move, and even took the initiative to slowly turn around with every dish named. But Yuwen Yin suddenly stopped at this moment, and changed the topic: “Tong Tong, I feel very cold.”

Shen Tong, who secretly became gluttonous because of the dishes named, also paused. Feeling a little strange, he couldn’t help but turn back in this posture, and peeked at Yuwen Yin through the quilt’s seams.

Only after seeing the reason why the other party spoke of being cold, did he suddenly feel a sense of guilt.

The two of them were originally sharing a single quilt. So, when Shen Tong pulled over the entire quilt to cover his head, Yuwen Yin’s side instantly became exposed. The winter in the capital was very cold. The daily daytime temperature was generally around zero degrees. But Yuwen Yin, who only wore a thin inner garment, had coaxed him for such a long time while being exposed to the cold.

Realizing his mistake, Shen Tong swiftly set aside the matter just a moment ago, then hurriedly opened the quilt and covered Yuwen Yin as well, “That-, I didn’t mean to……”

Needless to say, Yuwen Yin wasn’t feeling cold at all. Based on his physical fitness, nothing would happen to him even if he runs several laps outside without any clothes on. But he feigned weakness at this time, and even coughed twice as well, “Tong Tong, be good, I’m alright.”

Shen Tong, thus, worried even more. He grabbed Yuwen Yin’s hand and tried to cover it with his hand.

As a quilt, he was naturally warm. As the two persons interlocked their fingers, their long hair inadvertently twined together, which easily made people think of the sentence.

A very intimate relations.h.i.+p.

This four words of ‘A very intimate relations.h.i.+p’ exudes a kind of tender sentiment when read, Yuwen Yin looked at his hand being held by Shen Tong, wis.h.i.+ng that this moment would extend indefinitely, lasting a lifetime.