Chapter 51 Voice Control
As soon as the research team left, they received a call from Hong Furong, the leader of the Human Dictatorship Organization.
Qi Juchen took one last glance at Qi Sijing and turned to leave the guest room.
Qi Sijing grabbed the cage and used it to gain leverage to slowly climb up.
The hideous wounds on his body were healing at a speed visible to the naked eye.
It was not until dawn, when he was about to injure himself further, that he realized that the medicine Qi Juchen had given him yesterday had the effect of suppressing Xishi.
He felt it was strange at the time. Logically speaking, no medicine that was beneficial to vampires would be sold in City B.
After the wound healed completely, Qi Sijing walked to the bathroom with ease, intending to clean the blood off his body.
As he walked out of the guest room, he saw a trace of sneer on his brother's face.
Then, Hong Furong's voice rang in his ears, "Young man, control your temper."
"Understood, Chief."
Just listening to Qi Juchen's tone, one would think that Qi Juchen was respectful, but looking at his expression, anyone who came would think that he wanted to bombard the person on the other end of the line.
Qi Sijing found it amusing, smiled and winked at Qi Juchen.
Qi Juchen glanced at the dried blood stains on Qi Sijing's body, and his face looked almost bad.
Qi Sijing thought Qi Juchen was intoxicated by the smell of blood, so he went into the bathroom and started washing.
He was only injured in areas not covered by clothing, but blood still splattered on the fabric.
After taking a shower, Qi Sijing looked at the clothes in the pool and felt a little helpless. After all, it was a gift from his boyfriend after they reunited. It was a pity that they were so dirty.
He tried to wash it, but couldn't rub it off.
Looking back on the past, if Master Qi's clothes were stained with blood, the aunt at home would either wash them or throw them away. He never touched them.
Now that there is no aunt here, Master Qi is reluctant to throw it away but cannot wash it clean.
He could only stand in front of the sink and stare at the bloodstains on his clothes with a resentful look, trying to attack with his eyes.
There was a knock on the bathroom door.
Qi Sijing said "come in" quickly, but only then realized that he had no clothes to wear.
So when Qi Juchen opened the door, he saw the thin and cold white waist and abdomen of the young king of the vampire clan.
Qi Sijing had seen it everywhere, but he didn't think it was a big deal. He pointed at the clothes in the pool and asked, "Brother, this is stained with blood, how can I…"
"Throw it away." Qi Juchen said expressionlessly, grabbed Qi Sijing's waist and turned Qi Sijing around, then pushed Qi Sijing's shoulder and made Qi Sijing half lean on the sink.
Qi Sijing was confused by this series of actions for a few seconds, but then he quickly reacted, smiled, and said, "Did I perform well? Do you want to reward me?"
Qi Juchen lowered his eyes and stared at Qi Sijing's face, but a cold light flashed across his eyes.
Qi Sijing realized belatedly that the atmosphere was not right. He used the marriage contract to sense it and found that Qi Juchen was currently in an irritable mood.
Because you were criticized by your superiors?
You have to coax her.
He had long forgotten that in Qi Juchen's eyes, he was now a shameless scumbag.
She raised her right hand and hooked it around Qi Juchen's neck, then tilted her head back and kissed him directly.
After lightly touching the corner of Qi Juchen's mouth twice, Qi Sijing said softly, "Don't be unhappy, brother. Hong Furong scolded you, why don't you come to me and get it back?"
As he spoke, he grabbed Qi Juchen's hand on his waist and gently rubbed Qi Juchen's knuckles, with a faint light in his blood-red eyes.
Qi Sijing lowered his voice, slightly tilted his head and put it close to Qi Juchen's ear, "Brother...when can you let me go to the bathroom?"
Qi Juchen's breathing became a little heavier. He lifted Qi Sijing up, raised his chin slightly, and kissed him back hard.
Qi Sijing's hand on the back of Qi Juchen's hand tightened more and more.
When the kiss ended, his eyes, which were hooked just a few minutes ago, now looked so red that I felt pity for him.
Qi Sijing regulated his disordered breathing and looked at Qi Juchen pitifully.
When they were kissing just now, the collar around his neck became tighter and tighter, which seriously affected his performance and made him wait obediently to be kissed unconsciously.
Although it feels good, isn't this cheating for his brother?
Qi Juchen ignored Qi Sijing's slightly accusing look, raised his hand and rubbed the red skin under Qi Sijing's eyes, wanting to ask for the umpteenth time, "Who are you?"
Qi Sijing recovered and licked his lips. Just as he was about to grab Qi Juchen's hand that was touching his face, Qi Juchen noticed his intention, lowered his hand and stepped back, saying calmly, "Voice control, try it yourself."
Qi Sijing: “?”
Qi Sijing looked down at his own place, then looked up at Qi Juchen again, and murmured softly: "...I guess I will never be able to beat you in this life, brother."
Qi Juchen ignored his muttering and turned around to go to the balcony to smoke. Just as he took a step, he felt a tugging at the corner of his clothes. Qi Juchen stopped and looked back at Qi Sijing.
Qi Sijing got down from the sink and pointed into it, "Can you please not throw away the clothes?"
Qi Juchen didn't say anything.
Qi Sijing sighed, "Okay."
"Then..." He raised his hand and pointed to the place where he was wearing the lock, his eyes sincere, "...Can you give me a hint, Deputy Qi?"
Qi Juchen pushed away the hand that was pulling at the corner of his clothes, raised his leg and walked directly out of the bathroom, telling Qi Sijing with practical actions that he couldn't do that.
Qi Sijing is kind of thinking about joining the crew and being Brother Bo Bing again.
What could he do? He just stood in front of the toilet and started trying.
"Brother Lock, open one?"
Not open.
"Please open it?"
Not open.
"Brother, can you open it?"
Not open.
"Can you open it?"
Still not opening.
"Please, can you open one?"
It just won’t open.
…
After smoking, Qi Juchen was about to go to the study to work. When he passed by the bathroom, he unexpectedly heard some noise inside.
"Are your ears a little blocked?"
Qi Juchen: “?”
He paused and soon heard the next sentence.
"Brother Suo, besides Qi Juchen, I've only ever called you brother. Please give me some face."
Qi Sijing had just experienced a mental journey from calmness to irritability and then to complete helplessness.
Now I'm chatting with Suo.
"How come you're more difficult to deal with than my brother Qi?"
"What do you want to hear, Brother Suo?"
"Or do you not like my voice?"
"Shall I pinch it? Or should I give you a bubbling sound?"
Qi Juchen stood at the door and listened to Qi Sijing talking to Suo unilaterally for about five minutes.
He really didn't expect that Qi Sijing would take his casual teasing words seriously.
The lock was actually the same as the collar, and was controlled entirely by his thoughts.
"Could it be that you like the girl's voice?"
"No, my brother is not that inclined."
"Can I get better, Brother Lock?"
"Give me a hint?"
"Brother Suo, do you think I should say what you like to hear, or what my brother likes to hear?"
"Is it considered cheating if I say so many nice things to you?"
"If I cheat on you, Chief Qi will crawl back from the underworld and break my legs even if he wants to take over my body."
"Ms. Xia has to come and beat me too..."
The bathroom suddenly became quiet for a moment.
Qi Juchen didn't know why, but when he heard these two sentences, his heart began to feel uncomfortable again, and even his mood took a sharp turn for the worse.
He frowned, cracked his knuckles and was about to leave.
The young man spoke again, "Daddy, please, I'm really holding it in."
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