Imprisoned by Forced Love! The Yandere Disciple Tied My Hands and Told Me to Be Good - Chapter 6

This time, Yue Qi didn’t enter through the door. Instead, like a ghost, he appeared suddenly right by the bedside.

Mu Chenyuan, with a guilty conscience for gossiping behind his back, reacted reflexively: “I didn’t say anything!”

“Said what?” Yue Qi asked, puzzled.

“Ah, nothing…”

Mu Chenyuan finally realized: That was an internal conversation with the System; I didn’t say it out loud. He can’t hear it. It was just that in his past life, he used to curse his boss behind his back, only to turn around and find the boss standing right there. He had literal PTSD.

“So, Master is already awake. I thought you would sleep for a few more hours.”

Mu Chenyuan felt a chill run down his spine, but he could only glare fiercely at the man who held him captive. Seeing the look of disgust in Mu Chenyuan’s eyes, Yue Qi’s face darkened, though he quickly replaced it with a playful smile.

“Since Master loathes my touch so much, then last night, didn’t you still…”

“You!” You bastard!

The last two words were smothered. Yue Qi, as per his “zero-frame startup” routine, leaned in and kissed him.

The moment their tongues met, Mu Chenyuan felt as if he had been struck by lightning; his every nerve went taut. The sensation… was like a massive boulder suddenly being dropped into a calm lake, stirring up a thousand waves. His heart rate spiked, and his breathing became ragged and chaotic; he completely lost the ability to think. He wanted to hide, but he couldn’t move.

Furthermore, Yue Qi’s kissing technique was perfectly executed. Looking back, last night had been the same it didn’t feel like a clumsy first kiss at all. Did the original owner already kiss his disciple? Or has Yue Qi kissed others before?

After a long entanglement, Yue Qi finally broke the kiss. But even then, he bit down on Mu Chenyuan’s lip, refusing to let go. In a seductive, low, and husky voice, he spoke slowly: “Does Master know why I didn’t truly touch you last night?”

Mu Chenyuan wasn’t a coward; he answered boldly: “Because you can’t perform!”

“Can’t perform?” Yue Qi was actually amused by this reason. “Master, do you want me to tell you the truth? Actually, I’ve long since…”

Mu Chenyuan’s expression froze. What? Wasn’t it supposed to be his first night?! What kind of Immortal is this original owner? Not only was he malicious, but he also messed around with his own disciple… No wonder he raised such a lustful student!

Yue Qi explained gloomily: “I have long harbored those kinds of thoughts toward you. Back then, I understood nothing and thought I had contracted some strange illness. Later, once, while Master was asleep…”

“Since then, it has been out of control.”

“Master never seemed to notice…”

Damn it! Was the original owner an idiot? Or was he like me once he fell asleep, it was like being in a coma?

Having had his fill of kissing, Yue Qi finally straightened up. His well-defined hand reached around the back of Mu Chenyuan’s neck, lifting his body and pulling him into a firm embrace. His voice remained tender and low: “This time, I want to wait a bit before taking Master. At the very least, I want Master to get used to it first.”

“If I force you every time, how can I make Master fall in love with the feeling of being possessed by me?”

Pressed against Yue Qi’s chest, Mu Chenyuan could smell a faint floral scent—likely the fragrance of the magnolias from the courtyard. But even with his face against Yue Qi’s chest, he couldn’t hear a heartbeat. Then he remembered: Yue Qi’s heart had been dug out by the original owner. He had no heart.

So why is he still alive? To solve this mystery, Mu Chenyuan asked the System.

The System replied: The Spirit Race is like that. They can live without a heart, but they lose their heartbeat, sense of taste, sense of smell, and the ability to feel romantic love or sexual desire.

Then why is he still so obsessed with me?

Because he fell deeply in love with you long before he lost his heart. He remembered the feeling of loving you. Even without a heart, he is still addicted to you.

In the middle of the System’s explanation, Yue Qi moved to kiss him for the umpteenth time. Mu Chenyuan was going insane! He reached his limit and bit Yue Qi’s lip hard; the metallic taste of blood immediately spread in his mouth.

He threatened: “If you keep doing this, I will immediately detonate my spiritual core, destroy my spiritual veins, mutilate my body, and shatter my soul… I’ll make it so you can’t even keep my corpse, you won’t even see my ashes, and you’ll never be able to resurrect me again!”

“Does Master truly want to die that badly?”

Yue Qi’s voice betrayed no emotion. His tongue seductively licked the wound on his lip, tasting the blood. Then, he wrapped his arms tightly around Mu Chenyuan’s waist, rested his chin on his shoulder, and cautiously bit Mu Chenyuan’s earlobe.

Their faces pressed together, his teeth nipping at the soft earlobe as he breathed softly: “Master, don’t be angry anymore. It’s all my fault. I won’t do it again.”

The breath made Mu Chenyuan’s whole body shudder. That low, husky, demonic voice sounded as if it were shrouded in mist, accompanied by uneven, deep breaths. Mu Chenyuan, a dignified straight man, actually found this voice… “swoon-worthy” and seductive?

It was the first time a man had bitten his ear while talking, and the first time he felt that a voice could literally make someone “pregnant.” It was a strange feeling—still disgusting, yet somehow indescribable.

“If you won’t do it again, then why are you still holding me and biting my ear!” Mu Chenyuan snapped huffily.

Yue Qi let out a low laugh by his ear, sounding like he was pleading for a reconciliation: “Can we do one hug and one kiss a day, then?”

“I…”

Mu Chenyuan really wanted to refuse! But what was with this pitiable tone from the other guy? There was no helping it; Mu Chenyuan was someone whose “tongue was sharp but heart was soft” especially his heart.

Furthermore, he had to stay by the male lead’s side to complete the missions; he couldn’t actually blow himself up. Dying was a small matter, but losing the fifty-million-dollar prize was a tragedy. Leaving July as a “widow” was even worse. He still had to go back and buy that big kennel.

Ultimately, he could only compromise: “Fine, fine, fine! Today’s quota for kisses and hugs is used up. You can’t hug me again until tomorrow. Now let go!”

Yue Qi obediently released him. Seeing him become so compliant, Mu Chenyuan pushed his luck: “You keep me locked to the bed all day and night with zero freedom. How can I not be angry?”

Yue Qi looked somewhat aggrieved: “But if I release Master… what if Master runs away and doesn’t want me anymore?”

What kind of ‘spoiled brat’ act is this?

“You’re so powerful; could I even run away if I tried?”

Yue Qi looked down and thought about it. “True.”

But then, he suddenly pivoted: “But Master has someone else in his heart. If I don’t keep Master locked up, I won’t be at ease.”

“I don’t,” Mu Chenyuan denied immediately. “I have no one in my heart. I only made that up earlier because I was afraid of you doing… ‘this and that’ to me.”

“Really?” Yue Qi’s eyes lit up instantly. “Master isn’t lying to me?”

“I’m not.”

“Then, does Master still have… for me?”

Mu Chenyuan cut him off hurriedly: “Don’t get ahead of yourself. I said I won’t like you, and I never will.”

Mostly because you’re a man.