[ Xue Yang's advance continues, not slowed in the least by Xiao Xingchen's words or actions. Those are supposed to stop a demon? They're nothing remotely like any ritual Xue Yang is aware of; it's not even the least bit believable. ]
Come on. You gotta try a little harder than th--
[ But when Xue Yang tries to move in close to punctuate his pun with a touch to Xiao Xingchen's cock, things do not go as planned. No sooner does he try to cross the plane where Xiao Xingchen drew the cross shape in the air than Xue Yang suddenly feels as if certain parts of his clothes have suddenly shrunk five sizes. And while they're sparse, they're definitely present enough that the sensation all but forces his legs to collapse beneath him. He reacts in time that he doesn't simply fall to the ground in a heap, but his knees hit the floor with an impressive thunk and he needs to catch himself on his arms to stay upright. ]
How dare you, you damn priest--! You think this can stop me?!
[ The line spills from his lips while he's still reeling, the words not quite his own. ]
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Come on. You gotta try a little harder than th--
[ But when Xue Yang tries to move in close to punctuate his pun with a touch to Xiao Xingchen's cock, things do not go as planned. No sooner does he try to cross the plane where Xiao Xingchen drew the cross shape in the air than Xue Yang suddenly feels as if certain parts of his clothes have suddenly shrunk five sizes. And while they're sparse, they're definitely present enough that the sensation all but forces his legs to collapse beneath him. He reacts in time that he doesn't simply fall to the ground in a heap, but his knees hit the floor with an impressive thunk and he needs to catch himself on his arms to stay upright. ]
How dare you, you damn priest--! You think this can stop me?!
[ The line spills from his lips while he's still reeling, the words not quite his own. ]