Seduced the Obsessive NPC and Ran - Chapter 32

Chapter 32

Yan Jinge’s opinion of Third Master Jing had shifted slightly.

He reached out, tucked Xiaohua into his pocket, and glanced at the ankle chain nearby. He stuffed that into his pocket as well, then stood up. “I’m going back to my room first.”

Third Master Jing replied, “Mm.”

Yan Jinge hesitated, words hanging on the tip of his tongue.

He thought of the angry Bai Cheng and wanted to ask Third Master to pass on a message when Bai Cheng returned, but then he felt there wasn’t much to say. Even though Bai Cheng was also an NPC and Yan Jinge wouldn’t mind calling him by a title, Bai Cheng was simply too small. His voice was high and childish, and his body was only the size of a palm.

Yan Jinge could call Third Master Jing ‘Xiang Gong,’ but he absolutely could not bring himself to say it to Bai Cheng.

Just as Yan Jinge reached the study door, Third Master Jing spoke. “Jinge, there’s a banquet tomorrow night. You’ll be attending with me. You can start preparing early.”

Yan Jinge nodded. “Alright.”

With that settled, Yan Jinge returned to his room.

He truly had no resistance to adorable little beings like Xiaohua. He first used a silk scarf to make a simple little nest for him. “You can sleep here tonight.”

Then he asked if Xiaohua wanted anything to eat. “I don’t know how to cook, but I can have the servants prepare something for you.”

Xiaohua hugged Yan Jinge’s finger. “Master, we don’t need to eat. As long as Master stays with me and is kind to me, that’s enough.”

As they spoke, Yan Jinge suddenly felt a prickling sensation on his back.

It was a very familiar gaze.

Yan Jinge: “…”

Acting as if nothing was wrong, Yan Jinge didn’t look back. He pretended not to notice Bai Cheng’s arrival at all and said, “You really do look better in this tiny form.”

The gaze behind him instantly became much sharper.

While Bai Cheng could also become small like this, he seemed to find it uncomfortable. Every time he was at home, he would make himself a bit larger.

Yan Jinge saying this was practically calling him unattractive!

Bai Cheng couldn’t stand it.

Xiaohua, who hadn’t noticed Bai Cheng’s presence at first, was suddenly pinned by Bai Cheng’s death stare. He froze for a moment, then hid in Yan Jinge’s palm in fear, saying softly, “That’s because Xiaohua is useless. The more powerful a Familiar is, the larger their body. Like… like Big Brother. He’s a very strong Familiar, much more powerful than Xiaohua.”

“But he’s not as cute as Xiaohua,” Yan Jinge said with a smile.

Xiaohua seemed delighted. Upon hearing this, he kept rubbing his cheek against Yan Jinge’s finger; even Bai Cheng’s glaring gaze didn’t seem so terrifying anymore.

The pad of his finger felt ticklish.

It was quite comfortable.

Yan Jinge’s eyes softened as he used his fingers to play with Xiaohua.

Throughout this, Bai Cheng remained silent, so Yan Jinge continued to pretend he hadn’t noticed him. After a while, Yan Jinge faintly heard Bai Cheng’s catchphrase.

“I’m so mad, I’m so mad!”

Yan Jinge found it a bit funny.

His eyes crinkled, his beautiful green orbs filled with tenderness.

Xiaohua stopped moving.

Yan Jinge couldn’t see Xiaohua’s expression and paused, reaching out to gently pinch him. “Xiaohua?”

Xiaohua’s voice sounded dazed. “Master, you look so beautiful when you smile… I-I really like you!” He whispered, “Master, I… was my previous master named Jing Wenjie? I don’t want to go back to him. Every time I hear his name, I feel so scared. I like you much more.”

“Alright. We won’t go back.”

Yan Jinge touched Xiaohua’s cheek.

Xiaohua breathed a sigh of relief.

At the same time, the gaze in the room vanished.

Yan Jinge finally turned around.

Xiaohua said softly, “Master, Big Brother has already left.”

Yan Jinge asked, “You can see him?”

“Mm.”

Xiaohua said, “I’m actually not that stupid… I feel like I’ve seen Big Brother somewhere before. He left a very deep impression on me. As soon as I saw him, a wave of immense gratitude welled up! So Big Brother must be the Familiar who helped me break my connection with my former master, right?”

Yan Jinge let out a light chuckle, his finger gently scratching the Familiar’s little belly. “Yes.”

“I must repay Big Brother properly!” Xiaohua promised.

That night.

Yan Jinge and Third Master Jing lay in the same bed.

He usually fell asleep quickly. With his back turned to Third Master Jing, he was just drifting off into a daze, ready to enter the land of dreams, when he suddenly felt a heavy arm reach across from behind and rest on his waist.

Yan Jinge startled, his breath hitching for a moment.

He turned his head. “What’s wrong?”

Third Master Jing’s voice sounded as usual. “…What do you mean, what’s wrong?”

Yan Jinge had intended to ask if Third Master Jing needed something, but as he turned to look at him, he suddenly realized the distance between them was too small.

Their breaths were practically intertwined.

Yan Jinge found the sensation novel.

He had never looked at another person from this perspective before. At this distance, and with the help of the moonlight, Yan Jinge could even see the fine pores on Third Master Jing’s face.

He blinked slowly.

Third Master Jing only saw Yan Jinge’s long eyelashes fluttering like small fans.

A pair of emerald eyes stared at him without blinking.

Though silent, it felt like an invitation.

Third Master’s Adam’s apple bobbed slightly.

Perhaps the moonlight was too beautiful tonight, giving Third Master Jing courage.

He moved.

The large hand that had been resting on Yan Jinge’s waist moved up, pressing against the back of Yan Jinge’s head, refusing to let the person in front of him retreat. Without hesitation, Third Master Jing leaned in and kissed Yan Jinge’s lips.

As their soft lips met, Yan Jinge’s eyes widened slightly.

In his past twenty-odd years, Yan Jinge had always been single. He had never kissed anyone or done anything more intimate; the most he had done was hug his parents.

Then he had died.

He had thought he would never be this close to anyone, that he would be alone for the rest of his life. He hadn’t expected that coming to a Resurrection Game would lead to such a wondrous experience.
…This is fine, too.

Yan Jinge thought to himself that since he certainly wouldn’t be with anyone in reality, even if he were resurrected later-or if he couldn’t be-this would count as an experience. It meant he hadn’t come into this world for nothing.

Besides, this NPC’s looks were very much to Yan Jinge’s aesthetic taste.

Most importantly, he felt a sense of familiarity with Third Master Jing, as if they had been together for a long time.

Every time he was with the man, he felt very relaxed.

Yan Jinge rarely had this kind of psychological experience.

He lowered his eyes and could clearly feel Third Master Jing’s breathing grow slightly more rapid. The hand stroking his head was also beginning to seep a bit of sweat.

Clearly, the person across from him wasn’t much more experienced than he was.

At this moment, the two of them were simply pressing lip against lip. After a while, Third Master Jing pulled back slightly, his fingers weaving through Yan Jinge’s hair. It was a simple action, yet Yan Jinge felt his scalp go somewhat numb.

He heard Third Master Jing ask, “May I?”

…May you what?

Yan Jinge thought, *With that mosaic of yours, what could you possibly do to me?*

Seeing that Yan Jinge didn’t speak, Third Master Jing took it as tacit consent.

He reached out to turn Yan Jinge’s body around until they were pressed tightly together. Third Master Jing’s eyes swept up and down Yan Jinge’s face as he commanded, “Open your mouth.”

Yan Jinge was very obedient.

The next second, their breaths drew close again. Third Master Jing kissed Yan Jinge once more, his tongue barging in overbearingly to sweep through Yan Jinge’s mouth.

The sensation of his palate being heavily licked made Yan Jinge’s body tremble slightly. He couldn’t help but retreat a little, trying to escape this act that was making his mind go blank.

However, Third Master Jing held Yan Jinge in a firm grip.

In the quiet room, the only sound left for a time was the noise of the two of them kissing.

It was enough to make one blush.

When they finally parted…

Yan Jinge’s cheeks were tinged with a faint pink. His emerald eyes were full of mist, and his soft lips were slightly swollen from the kiss, appearing as crimson as if they were about to bleed.

Third Master Jing licked the corner of his lips with satisfaction, his thumb brushing against the corner of Yan Jinge’s mouth.

“So this is what you taste like,” he let out a sigh of appreciation.

Yan Jinge: “…”

Yan Jinge felt a belated sense of shyness. He tried to pull away, but suddenly felt a large hand reach over and grip him *there*. He was stunned. “Third Master…”

“What should you call me?”

Third Master Jing intimately nuzzled Yan Jinge’s cheek with the tip of his nose.

With his vital point held captive, Yan Jinge’s usually cold eyes held a look of plea as he looked at Third Master Jing. His voice was trembling. “…Xi-Xiang Gong.”

Third Master Jing’s eyes were filled with dissatisfaction.

He wanted to see Yan Jinge show even more expressions…

The pad of a finger with a thin layer of calluses rubbed heavily over the tip. After only two touches, Yan Jinge gasped and suddenly gripped Third Master Jing’s clothes, his knuckles turning white.

Third Master said meaningfully, “That was a bit fast.”

Yan Jinge couldn’t say a single word.

His body leaned against Third Master Jing. After resting for a while, he suddenly rolled over and continued to keep his back to the Third Master. An arm draped across his waist again.

But this time, it didn’t cause any more trouble.

The moon hid behind the clouds, and the room grew much darker.

Yan Jinge’s breath against the back of his hand was scorching hot.

He opened the game panel, intending to find that report button again, but the game was too cunning. Yan Jinge had only reported once, and this time he couldn’t even find the button.

Trash NPC.

He asked if it was okay before the kiss, so why didn’t he ask this time!!! Moreover, even though that place was clearly pixelated by a mosaic, he could actually do something like that!

What was even the point of the mosaic then!?

The main thing was that he couldn’t even report it!

As soon as Yan Jinge thought of the feeling from just now, his toes slowly curled up.

…Sleep!

Behind him.

Third Master Jing’s eyes grew a bit deeper.

His gaze fell on Yan Jinge’s rounded, fair shoulder.

Originally, Third Master Jing had only wanted to claim a kiss, but during the process, he suddenly discovered Yan Jinge’s passivity. He felt then that since Yan Jinge was passive, he would take the initiative instead. As for that last act, it was purely provocative; Third Master Jing had expected to be hit by Yan Jinge, but he hadn’t expected such a pleasant surprise.

Yan Jinge hadn’t had time to refuse him before becoming immersed in it.

That final look with wide, round eyes was just like a cat.

Truly worthy of the name Miao Miao Miao Wu.

Third Master Jing let out a low laugh.

He seemed to know how to handle Yan Jinge now.

***

The next day.

Yan Jinge slept until ten in the morning.

Third Master Jing had already gotten out of bed, while Yan Jinge lingered under the covers, feeling that he had slept more comfortably last night than any night before. No wonder the scumbags in the game liked to find so many backups.

Recalling everything from last night, Yan Jinge was in a good mood.

It really was quite comfortable.

…Might as well try again tonight.

A free NPC-it would be a waste not to use him.

Yan Jinge got out of bed full of energy. After washing up, he belatedly remembered that last night he had used a silk scarf to make a nest for Xiaohua on the large bay window in the room.

Then last night…

Yan Jinge: “…”

Speak of the devil.

Xiaohua crashed into Yan Jinge’s arms from outside the door. “Master! Last night, Big Brother dragged me out of the room and forced me to-”

Yan Jinge was startled. “Forced you to do what?”

Xiaohua wailed loudly, “Forced me to call him Daddy!”