Chapter 33 Study In the previous study , Bo Ye Zhu was fond of ...​

In his previous study , Bo Yezhu liked to sit on the floor .

Later, it was changed to have a table and chairs . The table was very large and it took a lot of time to make because it was custom- made .

The light stretched the shadows on the ground , and the singing from the distant parade became blurred . He opened his eyes and felt a delicate kiss falling on his eyes .

The mixed scent creates a bit of overly bright red at the corners of the eyes .

" Well ... how could I ... " Bo Yezhu grabbed the lapels of Zhenren 's clothes , turned his head slightly , and took a breath of the cool air , as if trying to relieve the heat .

The belt was ripped open , and the real person rubbed circles on his skin and asked knowingly : " Is it hot ? "

Bo Yezhu turned his head to look at the young man in front of him . The hanging blue braids cast a shadow , making the real face look a little blurry . He raised his palm and touched the stitches on the face .

The next second , his hand was grabbed . Zhenren tilted his head and kissed his fingertips , his gloomy eyes falling on his face : " You 've lost weight . "

He originally wore two or three pieces of clothing , an inner garment and an outer robe , neatly tied together , but now they were loose , exposing his ivory - white skin to the air . Perhaps because of his excitement , the tip of his collarbone was tinged with pink .

The place was soon covered with teeth marks again . The chair was of good quality and was against the wall . No matter how hard the person on the chair hit it , it would not fall over .

The teeth marks continued to spread . Bo Yezhu watched the real person squat down , snorted a few times , and said vaguely : " I wo n't clean up here . "

He lowered his head , meeting the real person's burning gaze . The curse spirit smiled , then increased the force of his hand with a pointed look : " When have I ever asked you to punish me , my young master ? "

" You ! — — " Bo Ye Zhu uttered a short syllable .​

The chair was still too narrow . When Bo Yezhu was gasping for breath and his consciousness was blurred , he was picked up by the waist . He subconsciously hugged Zhenren 's neck , thinking that they were going back to the room .

But unexpectedly , he was sitting at the desk where he had just been working .

He blinked , took a deep breath , and kicked the curse spirit 's shoulder with his long leg : " Are you crazy ? "

The teacup he had casually put aside came in handy .​​

The real person 's eyes darkened , he stood up and went to kiss Bo Yezhu .

Bo Ye Zhu bit him .​​​

Feeling a slight pain , the real person narrowed his eyes and watched the young man gasping for breath and pulling away . An ambiguous silver thread was pulled out , and there was an obvious small hole on the curse spirit 's mouth , with a little blood oozing out .

He licked the blood away , and his handsome face showed a hint of inexplicable desire .​​

" Want to lie down ? "

His usually pleasant voice was a little hoarse , and Bo Ye Zhu shook his head : " No ... It 's too cold . "

" Hold on to me then . "

His hand pressed on Bo Yezhu 's overly beautiful back . Her delicate skin was smoother than the finest silk . Her protruding butterfly bones moved slightly . Bo Yezhu grabbed his other arm and closed her eyes tightly .​​​​​

That beautiful and dazzling back was outlined with a curved arc . Bo Yezhu moved close to Zhenren 's neck and bit his shoulder with his mouth .​

Zhenren groaned , tilted his head and kissed Bo Yezhu 's burning earlobe , asking , " Does it hurt ? "​​

Bo Yezhu only felt a slight swelling , but the pain was n't too severe . He breathed a sigh of relief and punched the real person : " You 're asking me ... you should go slower ... "

He felt his earlobe being licked , and then the tears at the corners of his eyes were wiped away . They were already familiar with each other 's bodies snuggling together , and the messy scribbled papers had flown away to who knows where . Liquid dripped along the edge of the table , wetting the carpet at his feet .

The branches of flowers swayed outside the window . He didn't know how much time had passed , he only knew that he could not hold on any longer . He lay on his back on the table , the cold table almost warmed by his skin . He raised his hand and touched his navel , and he could still feel a faint beating .

The red earrings also lay quietly among the silver hair , flashing a faint light .

The belt had already fallen to the ground . Zhenren came up to him , smiling , " I heated up the water in the bathroom in advance . "

Then he was met with a soft slap from Bo Yezhu . The young man 's strength was too weak , and it seemed like he was caressing his face . The real person 's laughter rang in his ears , and he reached out to pick up the powerless young man .

Bo Yezhu 's eyes widened instantly , and he slapped him again : " Why did n't you go out ?! "

The real person lowered his head , not knowing what he was looking at , and said innocently , " I thought it was reluctant to let go . "

" you ! "

There were a few more scratches on the Curse Spirit 's back .

Walking all the way to the bathroom , Bo Ye Zhu rested his chin on Zhenren 's shoulder , half- closed his eyes , and hummed : " I hate you . "

" Um . "

" It's so tiring to be at the table . "

" Is there ? " The real person carried him into the pool , and the warm water covered his waist .

“ … … You are still doing it ? ” Bo Ye Zhu felt something .

The real person didn't say anything , but just kissed him as if to please him .

Facing that face , Bo Ye Zhu only held on for a few seconds before surrendering .​

They had already reached the bed before Bo Yezhu fell asleep . He was half - dazed and wondered why the curse spirit had such great physical strength . Was it because he was a curse spirit ?​

Then I felt that I was pretty amazing for being able to hold on for so long .

The next day , when the sun was already high in the sky , Bo Yezhu finally opened his eyes , his consciousness still a little confused . He raised his hand to press his temples , but he did n't know where he rubbed and gasped .

He lifted the quilt , looked down , and murmured : " When did this dog bite me ... "​

Also , why didn’t he have any clothes to wear , even though the quilt was warm enough ?

The door opened , and Zhenren walked in , letting in the sunlight from outside . He looked at Bo Yezhu and said , " Do you want to get up ? "

" What time is it ? " Bo Yezhu turned his head to look outside the door , seeing that the sunlight was very strong .

" It's noon . "

He leaned over to pick up the clothes draped over the table , twisted the fabric , and looked at Bo Ye Zhu : " The material of this dress is a bit rough , do you want to wear it ? "

After receiving an angry look , he touched the tip of his nose , where there was still a little mark of Bo Ye Zhu's bite , and turned back to search the closet for clothes with more comfortable fabrics .

By the time he found his clothes , Bo Yezhu had already sat up . There were obvious marks on his skin , and his thin but muscular body was slightly bent . He raised his hand to take the ointment beside the bed , squeezed a little on his fingertips , and wiped the overly red and swollen area .

There was still a little ointment left on it , obviously the real person had applied medicine to him .

He touched his neck , muttering to himself , "I wonder if there are many marks on it . " The real person came over with his clothes , leaned over , and looked at it carefully , then said , " Not much . "

Bo Yezhu looked at him suspiciously and pointed at the table behind him : " Go get the mirror . "​

" Azhu , do n't you believe me ? "

" Are you going ? "

The curse spirit sighed , stood up and went to get him the mirror .

When Bo Yezhu got the mirror , he saw that there was not even a piece of visible skin on his neck . He immediately sneered , looked up and slapped the mirror into the hand that Zhenren had consciously extended .

" I 've asked for three days off for you . " The real person tried to win back his angry lover .

Bo Yezhu put on his clothes without saying a word , and glared at him : " You are still very smart, are n't you ? "

The real person nodded sincerely .

Then a pillow was thrown in his face . He caught it nimbly and placed it carefully on the edge of the bed .

Bo Ye Zhu got out of bed , draped in his clothes . He took a deep breath at the slight discomfort , but he quickly adjusted . Zhenren followed him and said , " The water is ready . Do you want to wash up first ? "

" What else ? " Bo Ye Zhu glanced at him and pushed open the bathroom door .

The young man was not wearing the coat , which was draped loosely on his body . His body , covered with thin muscles , was faintly visible when he walked , and there were obvious signs of ambiguity .

He brushed his hair back with one hand , revealing his entire face . His handsome features were now slightly furrowed . He carefully glanced at the bathroom mirror and said in a sinister tone , " When did you bite me on the cheek again ? "

There was a small wound on his eyebrow .​​​

" It 's invisible to ordinary people . "

The real person looked at Bo Ye Zhu who had lifted her hair , was stunned for a second , and then answered him half a beat late .

Azhu looks good with her forehead exposed ... Try tying her hair up next time .

He seemed to be lost in thought .

Bo Yezhu had no idea that Zhenren was already planning his next move . After he finished washing up , he suddenly felt something . He looked out the window and saw a familiar figure . He pursed his lips and said , " Is n't this your crow ? "

The real person's eyes calmed down instantly , and he looked at the crow on the windowsill . After receiving the message , the crow was still standing on the windowsill .

" Is there a mission from headquarters ? "

" No ... it 's Tanjiro who encountered Muzan . Since we were there too , the Lord told us to be careful and return as soon as possible if necessary . After all , the headquarters is still safe . "

Bo Yezhu glanced at the crow , and when he met its pitch-black eyes , he felt an inexplicable sense of familiarity . He thought about it and decided that since it was a real crow after all , it was normal for him to feel familiar with it .

The real person took him to the front hall and said , " Let's have lunch first . "

When Bo Yezhu turned his head again , the crow had already flown away and the windowsill was empty .

Lunch consisted of the light side dishes that Bo Yezhu liked to eat , and he was finally satisfied . Zhenren was making tea , and the teacups made crisp sounds when they collided . The surroundings were very quiet . The temperature had risen a lot today , and because Bo Yezhu was only wearing a single layer of clothes , Zhenren got up to close the doors and windows .

" That's right . " Zhenren was standing by the windowsill , suddenly remembered something , turned his head and looked at Bo Yezhu and said .

" Fujiwara Tomokazu might have become a ghost . "

Bo Ye Zhu paused in picking up the food , looked up , and his handsome eyebrows furrowed . His hair was a little messy , and confusion was obvious on his face . " What did you say ? "

" Mr. Fujiwara said he didn't return home last night , and the driver 's whereabouts are unknown . However , they did find the car abandoned on the side of the road , and there was a bloody smell inside . "

Bo Ye Zhu put the side dish into his mouth and chewed it slowly , as if he was thinking about the meaning of the real person's words .

The master turned and returned to the table , continuing to brew tea . Steam rose from the air as he lowered his eyes and said , " Also , I 've been promoted to a Class A swordsman . "

The table immediately made a noise , and the chopsticks fell onto the table , rolling to the ground with a second soft sound . Bo Ye Zhu remembered the previous experience in the illusion and opened his eyes wide : " Is n't that fake ? "

He came to his senses and bent down to pick up the chopsticks that had fallen on the ground . The real person handed him a new pair . There were still some undried water stains on the wooden chopsticks , which meant they had just been washed and had not yet dried .

" Then we won't be able to do missions together anymore ? "

Uroba Nagisa frowned , he was really sad now . No matter how the Demon Slayer Corps assigned people , they would never assign A - class swordsmen and self - class swordsmen together . Was he and Zhenzhen going to have separate missions ?

The real person looked at him , a smile slowly spreading across his face . He closed the teacup , a slight sound reaching his ears . He said pointedly , " How could I possibly let Ah Zhu do a mission with someone else ? "