After Admitting The Wrong God They Regret It - Chapter 70

The deity didn’t actually reject this feeling.

 

Although, to some extent, Xinghui’s body was different from that of the interstellar races, this only applied to a small part. Most of the time, Xinghui’s sensations were not much different from theirs.

 

For instance, in this regard.

 

Their breaths entwined.

 

The sensation of trying to determine superiority in their collision captivated the little deity, who, despite his ambition, had a somewhat fragile body.

 

Xinghui thought it was a mistake to engage in this with Yuanyuan.

 

The guy blocking him felt like a wall; no matter how much he pushed, he couldn’t move him. Yuanyuan’s tongue pressed down.

 

Xinghui felt as if he was being nibbled and bitten.

 

His lips were already tingling even though he hadn’t moved away yet.

 

Moreover, the little demons were approaching.

 

Wasn’t Yuanyuan supposed to say that no one would be on this road during this time?

 

Xinghui struggled, digging his nails into Yuanyuan’s neck, seizing the opportunity when Yuanyuan extended his tongue again, and bit him hard.

 

Kissing was one thing, but could he act a bit more normal, not like a wild dog trying to devour him?

 

And now, with people coming, and he still wouldn’t stop?

 

Those were just kids—

 

Xinghui’s gaze darkened.

 

“Someone’s coming—stop.”

 

Xinghui’s voice was hoarse.

 

He tugged at Yuanyuan’s hair, trying to pull him up.

 

Yuanyuan was in the throes of addiction.

 

Listening to the chattering of the little demons, he didn’t stop his actions. Instead, he turned sideways and pulled Xinghui up.

 

When Jiang Xing, Xie Yuan, and Lu Cun came around the corner, they saw Yuanyuan in a somewhat odd position as he slipped into Xinghui’s room, casting a brief glance at them before slamming the door shut.

 

Three little demons: ?

 

Was there something they couldn’t see?!

 

Inside the room, the lights were off.

 

The moment the door closed, Yuanyuan’s intense heat pressed down again.

 

Perhaps having received some response, he seemed particularly justified.

 

Xinghui was firmly held down, his military hat falling to the ground beside him.

 

Yuanyuan, still unsatisfied after Xinghui bit him, slightly lifted himself and rubbed his lips with the back of his hand.

 

His eyes looked fiery in the dimly lit room.

 

He lowered his head again, but this time Xinghui was prepared, and Yuanyuan’s lips landed on the back of his hand.

 

He didn’t feel regretful at all, following the path down Xinghui’s hand.

 

The tall demon controlled the slender youth, only a head shorter than him, in his palm, bending slightly, with his breath grazing Xinghui’s neck, lightly touching him over and over.

 

Whether it was Yuanyuan’s physical qualities or his actions, it was quite torturous.

 

Especially since Xinghui clearly felt something unpleasant and was extremely agitated.

 

Although it seemed he started it, running away now would be irresponsible. Xinghui decided to let Yuanyuan cool down first.

 

As his internal spiritual power activated, before he could really act,

 

The divine fragment that had been waiting finally couldn’t take it anymore.

 

A stream of light, a pale golden hue, shot out from Xinghui’s body, illuminating the surroundings and trying to poke Yuanyuan with its sharp crystal tip.

 

The demon’s tough skin couldn’t be pierced, but it had upgraded!

 

No kissing! No touching!

 

This move had some effect.

 

Yuanyuan, immersed in Xinghui’s scent, was caught off guard by the divine fragment’s poke.

 

His dark red eyes shot an unhappy glance at the divine fragment.

 

The divine fragment, not to be outdone, kept flashing, trying to blind his eyes!

 

Xinghui fully came to his senses, seizing the opportunity to free himself from Yuanyuan’s embrace.

 

He quickly glanced at his somewhat troublesome lower half, his pale face showing little emotion.

 

“Isn’t this a bit too excited?”

 

He was not young anymore and had quite a temper.

 

Yuanyuan was quite generous, his voice hoarse.

 

“You’re not responding?”

 

Xinghui: …

 

The deity wasn’t too keen on discussing this topic with others.

 

But Yuanyuan was still peeking at him.

 

Xinghui raised his hand, calmly holding his head.

 

Then, with his other hand, he quickly opened the door and pushed Yuanyuan out.

 

“I’m tired and need to sleep. You should calm down.”

 

“Isn’t that a bit heartless? It’s related to you, and you won’t be involved in resolving it?”

 

Despite the absurdity of the situation, Yuanyuan, pushed out, remained at the door, speaking seriously and with an imposing demeanor.

 

“Age and experience mean you should be good at solving problems.”

 

Xinghui just wanted to quickly hide under the covers.

 

He stepped on Yuanyuan’s shoe with one foot, and with a mental push, moved him further back.

 

For interstellar citizens, the deity’s spiritual power, due to combating genetic diseases and the natural influence on interstellar people, had an immediate effect.

 

Plus, Yuanyuan knew he had gained a considerable advantage today.

 

Loosening his body, he stepped back a few steps under Xinghui’s force.

 

Then the door slammed shut.

 

Yuanyuan stood at the door, licking his lips and clicking his tongue.

 

One moment he was kissing, and the next he was thrown out, making him look like a little “scoundrel” who ran off after having his fun.

 

And the age and experience—

 

“I’m not that young either, and I haven’t been impulsive many times!”

 

Meeting Xinghui was a first-time experience for him.

 

It was the first time he felt the intense heat burning in his chest.

 

Inside the room, Xinghui picked up the military cap that had fallen on the ground, returned to the bedside with an expressionless face, and then his expression slowly changed. Unable to resist, he raised his hand to scratch his black hair, causing a small tuft to stick out awkwardly.

 

How did he get so bewitched that he kissed a follower?!

 

And it happened right after the other person had just expressed their feelings for him, and then he went and kissed them?!

 

This was driving him crazy.

 

Xinghui touched his slightly swollen lip and curled up in the corner with the blanket, like a mushroom.

 

He needed to calm down!

 

Meanwhile, the fragment of the divine being floated in the air, as if celebrating its achievement of a milestone victory, having driven away the demon race.

 

The light flickered and circled around Xinghui, eager to express its emotions.

 

If it weren’t for its knack for catching the other side off guard and acting at their most unprepared moment, it wouldn’t have succeeded.

 

Next time it would find an opportunity to poke at the demon race’s ribs!

 

It would either knock them out or poke them to death!

 

The divine fragment was full of fighting spirit.

 

It even nudged closer, affectionately rubbing against Xinghui’s fingertips.

 

Next time it would work harder to ensure that the bad guys couldn’t gain any advantage and to protect Xinghui!

 

Curious and proactively engaging with the demon race, and driving them away while being poked in the ribs by the well-prepared divine fragment, the little divine being now felt some pressure.

 

It might have a strong sense of morality, even feeling a bit guilty——

 

Xinghui lifted the blanket, seized the opportunity, and swiftly scooped up the divine fragment that was circling him into the blanket.

 

He covered himself as well.

 

The usual calmness was long gone.

 

It was okay, as long as he had no morality, he wouldn’t feel guilty!

 

Starting today, he would be an immoral god!

 

Xinghui thought to himself and pressed his intelligence brain again.

 

Although Xinghui already had communication with the demon race’s network, the demon race had never had any expectations of divine beings or the abyss and had no works related to divine beings. Xinghui still liked to review some of the materials he had downloaded from the Alliance.

 

But now Xinghui thought it might be quite good to get used to the demon race’s communication——

 

The divine being thought about the tall demon race, almost two meters high, and squinted.

 

In any case, he might not be able to face the divine being’s little wife properly in the future.

 

*

 

The demon race quickly investigated this series of events.

 

Even though the other side had been very cautious about hiding their tracks, within these few days, the demon race had quickly located the gathering point where their starship had departed after their activities.

 

It was an old space station located a short distance from the upper star system.

 

Code name: Qimu.

 

Though it was called a space station, the Qimu clan, who originally built it, had designed the place as a small tourist and leisure city.

 

However, the space station had not been completed for long when a cosmic storm came. The Qimu clan was not a powerful race and had a particularly strong reaction to genetic diseases. When the first storm arrived and the abyss had just formed, they went extinct due to the unsuitable environment.

 

The space station had been abandoned, and with the storm’s attack, the other side had likely slowly utilized the place over the years, repaired it, and turned it into a base. Most people focused on nearby planets and wouldn’t think of this space station.

 

Thus, it had developed slowly and survived for five years before suddenly erupting.

 

After recovering over the past few days, Xinghui gathered his team and prepared to set off as soon as he confirmed the location.

 

Yuanyuan followed closely behind Xinghui.

 

He stared at the side of Xinghui’s face.

 

The young man had already regained his composure. The warm light around them was weakened by the demon race’s overtime-installed equipment. At this moment, the warm light cast on his profile made his face appear even paler and more beautiful.

 

There was no trace of the loss of control from a few days ago.

 

But Yuanyuan was about to lose it.

 

Xinghui had been resting in his room these past few days and had not allowed them to come in. Yuanyuan hadn’t had a good look at him for several days, let alone touched him.

 

The sensation of not being able to touch him before wasn’t so bad, but now that he was finally in his mouth, it was snatched away suddenly. It was really frustrating.

 

Yuanyuan’s eyes were almost red from anxiety.

 

Noticing the intense gaze behind him, Xinghui silently reminded himself of his divine authority, then looked at the demon race, who was lagging behind and seemed to be lost in thought.

 

“Keep up.”

 

The little divine being’s two short words were delivered with a different tone than when speaking to others. Yuanyuan smiled and quickened his pace to catch up.

 

Although it wasn’t the right time to think about this issue.

 

He couldn’t help it——after several days without contact, it should be less painful, right? Should he find another opportunity to tease him and get a kiss?

 

*

 

Qimu Space Station.

 

A man lounged comfortably in a recliner with one leg casually draped over the desk. The light screen in front of him flickered constantly due to unstable signals.

 

He spoke casually, “Aren’t you all too nervous? I don’t believe in divine beings, and from the information I’ve seen, I don’t think he’s that impressive. He used to be quite pitiful though.”

 

The author has something to say:

 

Yuanyuan: Despicable lover, but I really like him!!

 

Xinghui: Starting today, I’ll be an immoral god…

 

Divine Fragment: Knocking my head doesn’t work, but I leveled up. I’m no longer the little fragment I used to be!

 

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The current tasks are temporarily coming to a close. If all goes well, there will be extra updates starting tomorrow~

 

Sweet dreams, everyone.

 

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