Chapter 62 Chapter 62 (Shura Field 4) “I need you to use…

The breathing beside him was smooth and even, and the fatigue that lingered between his eyebrows dissipated at this moment. Tao Ning woke up and tried to get out of bed to drink some water, but his waist was locked with an iron hoop. Zhao Jingqun's scalding hands held him, making him unable to move at all.

He wanted to push Zhao Jingqun, but was attracted by the English letters "PATKE PHILIPPE GENEVE" on the dial of his watch. The entire watch was inlaid with white gold and diamonds, and the buckle seemed to be engraved with a snowflake. Even though the light in the ward was dim, it still shone brightly, as if a starry sky fell on Tao Ning.

After a moment of hesitation, he pushed the person next to him and said, "Zhao Jingqun, I want to drink some water."

Just as she pushed, her slender hand was grasped by rough yet slender fingers. A kiss landed on the back of her hand. Zhao Jingqun's eyes were still closed, and she was still mumbling, "...Be good...don't go down...I'll go get some water."

He yawned, then woke up instantly. He grabbed Tao Ning and kissed her before getting out of bed to pour some water. However, Zhao Jingqun didn't dare give Tao Ning cold water. He kept boiling hot water, added some cold water, and tried it himself first. When he found the temperature was a bit hot, he brought it to her in a bowl.

Tao Ning was staring at his watch. When the hot water was brought to his mouth, he opened his mouth out of habit. Because when they were in the mountains, as long as no one else was around, Zhao Jingqun would personally feed him water. From small things like feeding him water, dressing him, and letting him eat a few apples... to big things like washing his clothes and cooking for him, everything for him was taken care of by Zhao Jingqun himself.

Zhao Jingqun will get a sense of satisfaction from it.

"Is this watch... very expensive?"

"A few hundred dollars, you wear it for fun... open your mouth."

"Uh-oh."

Tao Ning didn't ask any more questions. He suddenly remembered something and said seriously, "I think I still owe you a few thousand yuan..."

The porcelain bowl landed on the table with a rather heavy sound. Zhao Jingqun smiled darkly, "You heartless little thing, you have to hurt your husband so much?" He looked like he was calculating. "It's not just a few thousand, it's tens of thousands. Do you know how much those clothes and pants your husband bought you cost? Thousands of yuan each, and that adds up to dozens of pieces. At that rate, can you afford it, you heartless little thing?"

Tao Ning shook his head honestly, "I can't pay it back now, but I will be able to pay it back in the future."

Zhao Jingqun suddenly remembered the time when he carried Tao Ning on his back home. He was so dazed that he said he was very capable. His heart, which had sank, softened immediately. He picked up Tao Ning and let him sit on his lap. He reached behind him and started to feed him water. "Daibao is so capable now. Then your husband will be supported by you in the future, okay?"

Tao Ning nodded seriously, "Yeah."

After calculating the scholarships and grants, as well as the salary in the industry he would choose in the future, he thought that he should be able to support a large family.

But... there's just one problem.

Zhao Jingqun fed him water and said, "Daibao, meeting your husband with me will make you sad. If I die of grief, where can you find another good husband like me? Can you bear it? Huh?"

Tao Ning actually wanted to say, but they were no longer in a romantic relationship. He looked up, his gaze instantly captured by the wolf-like eyes above him. Rough, warm fingertips slid across his cheek. The man stared at him, smiling and demanding, "Can you bear it?"

He couldn't bear to say it out loud.

Tao Ning said, "I can't bear it."

He didn't understand why he couldn't bear it, but if Zhao Jingqun could be happy, he would rather not say it out loud.

A low, hoarse laugh spilled from his slightly dry lips. Zhao Jingqun's eyes darkened. He simply drank a bowl of water himself, then pinched the soft chin of the person in his arms and kissed him.

The sound of water and lips and tongues entangled rang out in the silent ward. Tao Ning opened her mouth hard to endure the man's kiss, which was so violent that it was almost violent. Her snow-white teeth could be vaguely seen, and saliva mixed with transparent water droplets slid from the corners of her mouth to her slender swan-like neck.

The rough fingertips couldn't help but tighten, and the boy's flexible waist was instantly covered with crimson fingerprints, just like the finest white porcelain jade, being innocently pinched and played with in the man's hands, and finally leaving behind a beautiful red mark that would not fade away.

Pinching Tao Ning's waist hard, Zhao Jingqun's breathing became heavier. He was at the age of full vigor and vitality. Now with his partner in his arms, he tilted his palm-sized face upwards and let him kiss his rosy and swollen lips.

Those amber eyes, with a hazy look like the morning mist in the mountains, were ignorant but carried some of the lust of a mountain god fallen into the mortal world. They looked over obediently, and a light glance immediately captivated people.

Who could possibly resist this?! Not to mention a hot-blooded man like him, Zhao Jingqun simply couldn't stand it!

Like the heavy breath of a wolf after putting down its prey, Zhao Jingqun panted, and used the greatest willpower of his life to forcibly end his unilateral aggressive kiss. He pressed Tao Ning's head into his arms, closed his scarlet eyes, and deceived himself by not daring to look at Tao Ning's seductive eyes.

He is a Ninja Turtle.

Tao Ning's health was too poor, so it wasn't the right time yet. Zhao Jingqun only dared to suck on his lips, not bite hard, fearing that the tip of Tao Ning's tongue would bleed, and if he couldn't stop it, it would scare him to death.

Not to mention that at that time, Zhao Jingqun knew his own limitations. He had a terrible possessiveness in his bones and would not allow Tao Ning to resist, even if she showed a fraction of her reluctance. His possessiveness and jealousy took over, and he couldn't control himself. What if Tao Ning got hurt?

Zhao Jingqun held the person in his arms with his eyes closed. From the outside, he looked as calm as an old monk in meditation. Only the bulging blue veins on his forehead revealed how hard he was enduring. After more than ten minutes, his heavy breathing gradually slowed down, but only a little.

The boy, unaware of the danger, struggled in his arms until the voice above him became hoarse and eerie:

"Tao Ning...don't move."

The person in his arms was stunned for a moment and didn't move. After a while, a soft voice asked softly:

"...Do you need me to help you with my hands?"

He was not completely ignorant, and of course he knew how hard Zhao Jingqun had to endure.

She just didn't know that his light words made the man open his eyes instantly. His wolf eyes were bloodshot, and his hot breath hit Tao Ning's fair neck, which was a little itchy and aroused a layer of tender blush on the soft flesh.

After a moment of silence, Zhao Jingqun's voice became horrifyingly hoarse: "Baby, do you know what you are saying?"

The young man in his arms turned his head and stroked the rough cheek of the person behind him with his slender fingers.

"Yeah, I know."

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Bang bang.

There was a quiet knock on the door, and the head teacher in the office called out, "Come in."

A man holding documents entered. He wore thin gold-rimmed glasses and his Oxente school suit was so meticulously dressed that not even a wrinkle could be seen. He had broad shoulders and long legs, and a cold aura surrounded him.

The man's expressionless face was filled with fatigue, and there were two black spots under the corners of his eyes behind his lenses. He looked like he hadn't rested for a long time, and there were some scratches near the corners of his mouth.

Seeing someone who always paid attention to his appearance so depressed, the head teacher was slightly surprised: "Xu Jun, you didn't sleep last night? What's with the scar on your face?"

Xu Jun's face was cold, "It's okay, thank you for your concern."

The head teacher sighed and couldn't help but nag, "Xu Jun, are you having difficulties at home? Other teachers told me that you have several tutoring jobs, and you have so much work to do in the student union, and you have such a heavy study schedule during the day. That's three jobs a day. Although you are young, your body won't be able to handle it for a long time. If your family is in trouble, you can talk to the principal, or tell me. We won't ignore such an outstanding child like you."

But no matter how earnestly the head teacher tried to persuade him, Xu Jun would just keep saying things like, "It's okay, thanks for the connection." The head teacher had no choice but to let him go.

Until a document landed on his desk, the head teacher heard Xu Jun ask calmly: "Tao Ning hasn't been to school for almost two weeks. Is she sick?"

The homeroom teacher certainly knew Tao Ning and that he was sponsored by the Song family. He was a highly regarded student, intelligent and hardworking. Coming from the mountains to this point was no easy feat. He had already picked Tao Ning and Xu Jun, the top two students in the class. "Yes, he's had some health issues. The Song family gave him leave last week, but this week they've changed..."

The head teacher recalled the man who spoke calmly on the phone a few days ago, "Tao Ning's cousin has asked for leave again. He will probably be back next week."

Xu Jun lowered his eyelids, not knowing what he was thinking.

After a while, he politely asked, "Teacher, I need to discuss something with Tao Ning about my studies. Can I borrow your phone to call him? It won't take long."

"Of course!" All the teachers at Oxente came from middle-class families. The homeroom teacher was happy to lend Xu Jun a cell phone. He even pulled up the call logs for the past two days and pointed to one number, saying, "This one's from his cousin."

"Well, thank you, teacher."

Xu Jun went to the bathroom in the office. His face was cold and he dialed the number without hesitation.

Cousin...has he messed with some man again?

The phone rang only a few times before a rustling sound came from the other end, followed by the sound of a man clearing his throat. Even so, Xu Jun could still tell that the voice of the strange man on the other end of the phone was unusually low and hoarse. "Hello, is this Teacher Yang?"

When Zhao Jingqun forcibly took Tao Ning away, he thoughtfully asked for leave for him and also thoughtfully left a note to Tao Ning's class teacher on his mobile phone so that he could easily ask about Tao Ning's situation at school.

Xu Jun said calmly, "No, his roommate."

There was an obvious silence on the other end of the phone for a moment, followed by an ambiguous chuckle. Xu Jun couldn't hear clearly, probably because the man on the other end of the phone covered the receiver. He only vaguely caught the words "roommate" and "what to do".

Xu Jun tightened his grip on the phone and stared at the tranquil leaves outside the window. He knew that Tao Ning was right next to the man. He thought coldly, what are they doing?

Not long after, a new voice appeared on the other end of the line. It was Xu Jun's familiar soft voice, but it sounded as if he had been crying for a while, so that his usually soft voice had a faintly seductive flavor, and even his speech was a little intermittent: "...Is it, is it Xu Jun? Um - don't..."

In an instant, the phone was covered again, but the faint sound of sobbing coming from the other end was very obvious, as if deliberately intended for the person on the other end to hear. Xu Jun's heart froze instantly. No, it should be said that his heart and his body, all fell into the abyss because of these sobs.

"Be good, eat it all."

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Zhao Jingqun took the cell phone and after saying this, he casually threw it to the bedside and casually wiped off the milky white foam at the corner of his mouth. The mucus on his hand slid down his strong and sturdy muscles and fell on the boy's white and soft legs.

The boy's eyes were red from crying. He wanted to step back, but he couldn't move at all. Through his tearful eyes, he could only see the man's wolf-like eyes, which were full of possessiveness and jealousy towards him.