Chapter 68 Do you have a hidden illness?
"Our little Tangyuan is a good dog," Chen Cinian concluded, "Good dog, have you hugged your master enough?"
Fang Ke froze, then began to tremble - he was angry.
Damn, who the hell is a good dog?
"I'm a bad dog," he said indifferently, grabbed Shen Cinian's tie, and said domineeringly, "Shen Cinian, you've been abandoned!"
After saying that, he ran upstairs. Shen Ci Nian followed him as he left, then shook his head and smiled.
It's funny. With such a big reaction, "good dog" isn't a derogatory term.
Fang Ke went upstairs, entered the master bedroom, and slammed the door shut.
His heart was actually sweet, very sweet. He had always been described as a mad dog or a vicious dog, but Shen Qinian was the first person to say that he was well behaved.
Shen Cinian seemed to always like using this word to him.
“Very well behaved”, “Good dog”, “Well done”, “Why are you so well behaved”, “…”
There were too many. Chen Cinian always added these suffixes after the bad behavior in a serious and polite manner, which made it impossible for him to really get angry.
He had seen too many doms, but never one like Shen Ci Nian.
Shen Cinian was too good at controlling him. A few tiny movements or just a chuckle could make him collapse immediately.
He was addicted to this tenderness, yet afraid of this dependence.
People can never rely too much on one person. That is a lock that will make him unable to leave Chen Ci Nian. Once he leaves, he will most likely not be able to survive.
But, so what. Death is death.
People, especially young people, should live freely. It is boring to worry about the whole thing. That is what older people like Chen Cinian should do. What he should do is to go crazy and have fun while he is young. Anyway, there are people to take care of the aftermath for him. He can do whatever he wants and he is happy.
Fang Ke didn't lock the door. When Shen Cinian came up, he saw Fang Ke sitting on the table.
His eyes darkened, he said nothing, and walked over.
As soon as he walked in front of Fang Ke, Fang Ke lifted his chin with two fingers.
It was a very presumptuous action. He narrowed his eyes and looked lazy, but inadvertently revealed a dangerous aura.
Fang Ke suddenly lowered his head and whispered in Chen Qinian's ear: "Transfer me, right here, right now."
Very good. Shen Ci Nian slightly curled the corners of his lips, his tone still lazy: "Okay, then you kneel down, remember to kneel nicely."
…
Three years is enough time to teach a puppy every posture gracefully and appropriately.
What’s more, he is a “teacher” like Shen Cinian who is patient and has endless methods.
Fang Ke's kneeling was indeed beautiful. He was completely naked, a position that should have been extremely shameful, but his face was filled with pride as he openly displayed his body, his chin raised, not looking up, but rather demonstrating and provoking.
Any dom would have been furious seeing such a defiant look.
But Chen Cinian was still so gentle, even kneeling on one knee, his fingers wandering on Fang Ke's exposed skin, just a casual play made the proud eyes break into unbearable gasps.
So what if he was rebellious? He controlled everything, he dominated desires, and his random thoughts determined whether Fang Ke would go to heaven or not.
Well, he decided not to.
He deliberately teased Fang Ke's interest, making him tremble so much that he couldn't even kneel steadily, but at the last moment he indifferently withdrew his hand that was bringing happiness to the puppy.
A complete failure, a complete failure indeed. Fang Ke reluctantly grabbed Shen Qinian's ankle, bent his body, and pleaded in a voice that almost pleaded: "Let me... let me..."
Before he could even utter that word, he was cruelly rejected. Shen Cinian's gentle smile at this moment seemed like that of a living devil.
He only said two words, and that was enough to drive Fang Ke crazy and collapse: "No."
Without a single word of permission, Fang Ke was sent directly to hell.
After repeating this several times, his pride finally gave in. He leaned over and pressed his cheek against the instep of Shen Cinian's foot, whispering, "Please..."
A very soft voice: "Master."
"Be good," Shen Cinian stood up, rubbed Fang Ke's head with his left hand, and gently stepped on a certain place with his right foot. At the same time, his lazy voice came into Fang Ke's ears, "I allow it."
The long-accumulated peak was reached in an instant, an ultimate enjoyment, but... he was also really exhausted.
As always, Shen Ci Nian gently picked him up, comforted him in a gentle voice, and cleaned up afterward.
"You did a great job," Shen Chenian said, "It's all over."
Fang Ke raised his head from Shen Qinian's arms and suddenly understood what Shen Qinian was referring to.
—He did well in the past. Now the pain is over.
"Bullshit," he denied quietly, "I am a bad person, a bad dog."
Chen Cinian understood his thoughts. He just wanted to hear his approval again. If he approved, then so be it.
"What's wrong?" His stable mood always brings peace to Fang Ke, and his gentleness is always consistent. "Why don't I feel that..."
"Squad leader, please teach me"
Teaching shit.
"I'm going to sleep in bed tonight," he said coldly.
"good."
"In your bed," he added coldly.
"Can."
So he continued to press forward with a cold face: "On you."
Shen Cinian was silent, and for a moment he felt an impulse to beat someone up.
But in the end, he just smiled and curved his eyes, and asked in a half-smile: "Are you sure?"
"Don't ask any more questions, just make the decision."
The young master was being particularly arrogant today, so Shen Cinian patiently washed and blew him clean, then carried him to his bed.
It was still early, so it was too early to go to bed. Shen Cinian leaned against the head of the bed and looked at his phone.
There was a rustling sound beside him, and Fang Ke approached calmly. Shen Cinian turned off the screen in an instant, then chuckled helplessly, "What?"
A little unhappy, what is Shen Cinian looking at, why not let him watch it.
He suddenly remembered that Shen Ci Nian had never been honest with him. Shen Ci Nian had never talked about his past, and even... he didn't even know Shen Ci Nian's exact age.
They've known each other for almost four years, but he doesn't even know when Shen Ci'nian's birthday is!
He no longer has any secrets from Shen Cinian. What about Shen Cinian?
Shen Cinian is full of secrets!
Fang Ke instantly became angry. He snatched Shen Qinian's phone, put it in his pajamas pocket, and said coldly: "Turn off the lights, I want to sleep."
As soon as Shen Cinian turned off the lights, the puppy rode on him, sounding very unhappy.
"Chen Cinian, how old are you?"
“Very big.”
Fang Ke was a little annoyed by his ambiguous answer. He pulled Chen Qinian's pajamas hard with both hands and said, "I want to ask you how big it is!"
"About 1,800 years old, I can't remember exactly."
“Shen Ci Nian!”
Shen Ci Nian seemed to sigh imperceptibly: "Well, then thirty."
The credibility is zero. Fang Ke stopped talking. Shen Qinian clearly didn't want to tell him. He was so angry that his teeth itched. If he didn't want to tell him, then he didn't want to know! Sleep!
Not long after he closed his eyes, he started talking again: "When is your birthday?"
This one can be answered. The number registered on Shen Ci's ID card has always been this: "December 31st."
Fang Ke uttered an "oh" and after a while, he arched his back in the quilt, his eyes wide open as he raised his head: "You were born on New Year's Eve!"
“No wonder you are called Shen Cinian.”
"Yeah." Chen Cinian was really a little sleepy. He patted Fang Ke's lower back with one hand, trying to coax the man who was chattering non-stop to sleep first.
Fang Ke refused to sleep and started chattering: "Who is in your family? How many people are there in your family? You..."
At first, Shen Ci Nian was able to answer patiently: "Both my parents are dead, and there is no other family."
"Who is Chen Lin to you? Why is his last name Chen? What is his relationship with you?"
How did he know why Chen Lin's surname was Shen? That was the pseudonym Wan Xianggui gave himself.
Maybe she wanted to take his last name.
Shen Ci Nian's hand slowly moved down and covered the left half of the puppy's buttocks, with a threatening tone: "You have too many questions. I will tell you tomorrow. If you ask again, you can go back to sleep in the doghouse."
Fang Ke pursed his lips and said nothing. He raised his waist stealthily like a thief, and the breath from his nose became heavier.
Shen Qinian suddenly opened his eyes in the darkness. He laughed out of anger, pinched the piece of flesh under his hand lightly, and said sarcastically: "You're reacting, so I'm rewarding you."
"Go take a shower," Shen Cinian stretched out his hand to push Fang Ke, "Come back when you calm down."
"I won't," Fang Ke did not move while riding. He suddenly sat up and lifted the quilt. He stretched out his hand eagerly to touch between Shen Cinian's legs - there was no sign of any desire.
Why? Shen Cinian doesn't like him
It seemed like they had known each other for such a long time, but Shen Ci Nian had never had the slightest physiological reaction to him.
He couldn't believe that someone could be so tolerant. The only answer was that the person didn't like him at all.
He felt a stab in the heart and stood up to run out.
Being touched unexpectedly, Shen Cinian, who was stunned for a long time, finally came to his senses, grabbed the person and pressed him on the quilt, with a hint of anger in his tone: "I have a good temper"
The dog's paws are out of control, it's a little too bold, and it dares to touch everything.
Shen Cinian suppressed Fang Ke and waited for an answer.
Waiting for Fang Ke's questioning.
"You don't like me." Fang Ke said sullenly, "Or do you have some hidden illness?"
The air was silent for about five seconds. Shen Ci Nian chuckled, but the smile did not reach his eyes. "Why, you really want to try it?"
"I just want to try." Fang Ke glared at Chen Ci Nian in the darkness, "If you don't try, then you can't do it!"
“If you want to try, I have to serve you.” Shen Cinian’s tone finally became completely cold. “Go down and go back to your doghouse.”
Why, he doesn't.
He hugged Shen Cinian with his hands and feet, wrapped around Shen Cinian like an octopus, and stared at Shen Cinian with particularly fierce eyes, regardless of whether Shen Cinian could see him or not.
Shen Qinian had certainly seen it, and he saw it clearly. His tone was even colder: "If you don't get off me after I count to three, no one will sleep tonight."
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