Xie Lin had only meant to skim it, but the more he read, the more engrossed he became, until he reached the final passage.
The master was pinned against a stone pillar beside the icy pool, his demon lord disciple's eyes dark, a cold, sharp scent of liquor engulfing everything...
What followed became unfit to describe.
Xie Lin slapped his phone facedown on the table.
Three seconds later, he furtively turned it over again.
By the time he finished, his little face was positively filthy-minded, and he exclaimed, "I ship it"-
I ship my own pairing!
Only when Uncle Nian knocked outside did he reluctantly put his phone down and make his way to the dining room on unsteady feet.
He was still muttering, "With talent like that, it's such a waste not to write books."
At the table, Xie Yanqiu looked at him with concern.
"Taotao, did yesterday's fright make you sick? Why is your face so red?"
Wen Xubai immediately looked over.
"Should we call a doctor?"
"No, no, I'm fine."
Xie Lin hurriedly waved his hands. Not daring to admit he had been hiding in his room reading smut, he could only steel himself and make something up.
"It's just... I did a few push-ups in my room just now. I'm hot."
"Oh, good, as long as you're all right."
Xie Yanqiu nodded dubiously and placed another large meat bun in his bowl.
"Eat more. Aren't you going out to film a vlog later?"
"Hmph!"
Wen Xubai snorted.
"What kind of lousy variety show won't even leave people in peace on their days off?"
Xie Lin quickly rubbed Elder Great-Grandfather's back.
"Elder Great-Grandfather, never mind how much the show pays me. Just that villa alone..."
"Ahem."
Wen Xubai remembered it too.
"Eat, eat. No talking while eating