Chapter 83 Who will kill whom?
Forget it, just get out of here.
Young Master Qi had long been accustomed to such detestable treatment.
After washing up, he opened the bathroom door and was about to go out when Qi Juchen came in.
Qi Sijing paused, turned around and walked back to the sink.
"Let's go back to the Holy City together, brother?"
"Outbound mission."
Qi Sijing sighed. He finally understood why Ms. Xia and Chief Qi had been competing to show their affection in front of him.
"Then I'll go back first, I still have something to do over there." Qi Sijing leaned lazily against the wall, tilted his head slightly, and hooked his hand on Qi Juchen's belt, fiddling with it slowly.
After washing up, Qi Juchen grabbed his rebellious hand, held his fingertips and made him flatten them, then slapped his palm directly.
Qi Sijing curled his fingertips and blinked slowly, "It hurts."
Qi Juchen didn't try to coax him, but turned and walked out. When he was about to leave, he paused, looked up at the falling snow outside the window, and said, "Xiao Jing, do you want to meet my parents?"
Qi Sijing paused for a moment and quickly responded, "See, I have to dress properly. Brother, wait a moment, I'll change clothes."
Fortunately, since being with Qi Juchen, Young Master Qi's fancy clothes have been locked in the closet and gathered dust, and the few sets of clothes he brought are quite decent.
This was the first time Qi Juchen brought up this matter, so he had to be more formal.
Qi Sijing was tidying himself up in front of the mirror, feeling a little nervous. "Brother, will your parents think I look unreliable?"
Qi Juchen strolled up behind Qi Sijing and raised his hand to help Qi Sijing button his shirt. He looked at Qi Sijing through the mirror and said in his usual calm voice, "Do you care about them?"
Qi Sijing looked at the darkness in his brother's eyes and licked his lips slowly. It felt so good. His brother was even jealous of his own parents. He really loved him to death.
"I care about you." Qi Sijing tilted his head and kissed Qi Juchen on the side of his face, then raised his head and put half of his body weight on Qi Juchen.
After entering the cemetery and seeing the photo on the tombstone, Qi Sijing realized that Qi Juchen's eyes were more like his mother's, while the rest of his body was more like his father's.
Qi Juchen placed the flowers in his hand in front of the tombstone, then stood up and looked at the photo on the tombstone quietly.
Qi Sijing bowed to the tombstone, but didn't say anything for fear of disturbing Qi Juchen.
It seemed like the snow in L City never stopped. Qi Sijing raised his hand to catch a snowflake, then turned his head to see if Qi Juchen was cold. As soon as he turned his head, Qi Juchen held his hand.
Qi Sijing blinked, lowered his head and squeezed his fingers between Qi Juchen's fingers.
"We're married." Qi Juchen held his hand and raised it, "We're doing well."
Qi Sijing had long felt that Qi Juchen and his parents were not close. Now it seemed that not only were they not close, they were even a little indifferent.
Judging from the marriage contract, Qi Juchen's emotions didn't even fluctuate. Qi Sijing licked his lips and gently scratched the palm of Qi Juchen's hand. "How good is it?"
The result was that he was kissed obediently on the spot.
"Very." Qi Juchen raised his hand and pinched Qi Sijing's lips, then turned and walked out. "Let's go."
Qi Sijing raised his hand to wipe the water stains on his lips, raised his legs to follow, and whispered: "There are so many... just kiss me when you are watching."
"dislike?"
"How could that be possible...it's so cool."
After returning from L City, Qi Sijing felt that the Blood Supremacy Organization was no longer worthy of being a betrothal gift.
The reason why Qi Juchen transferred to Aoze was probably only one-third of the reason for revenge.
Marriage certificate, marriage contract, rune oath... these should be a hundred times more important to Qi Juchen than the Blood Supremacy Organization.
What else can I give to Qi Juchen?
Qi Sijing rested his chin on his hand, holding a cigarette in his mouth, and was thinking hard while communicating with the designers about the wedding details.
It would be great if Ms. Xia and Chief Qi were here.
However, Chief Qi even came up with such an outrageous idea as asking him to go to the General World Affairs Bureau to steal a life-size sculpture. What good ideas could he come up with?
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Young Master Qi spent three years preparing for this wedding.
It has been revised countless times.
In the end, it really did reach the point where people would think of this wedding whenever they mentioned it.
From the oath to the coronation to the pious kiss, Qi Sijing was in an excited state almost throughout the whole process.
Qi Sijing's mood did not calm down until the wedding ended and he returned to the seaside villa.
Because the most important gift has not been given yet.
He was aware of Qi Juchen's almost pathological possessiveness and desire for control, so the last gift he gave Qi Juchen was a bracelet with a virtual screen like a communicator.
The only difference is that the communicator is used for communication, while the bracelet is used for monitoring.
Qi Sijing hummed softly as he endured it, fiddling with the bracelet with trembling fingers, and whispered, "Monitoring, monitoring... sensing emotions, physical conditions, whatever... it's all possible..."
"This virtual screen is only visible to you. Even from outside..."
Qi Juchen pinched Qi Sijing's neck, lowered his head and kissed Qi Sijing fiercely. His eyes were red with strong emotions, and his voice was burning, "Qi Sijing, who will kill whom?"
Qi Sijing sobbed, his red lips slightly parted, the whites of his eyes gradually became visible, and it only took a moment for him to go from having difficulty speaking to being unable to speak.
It's funny to say, Qi Sijing always felt that he was no match for Qi Juchen, but Qi Juchen felt that he would die under Qi Sijing's attack sooner or later.
Many years later, Qi Sijing still felt palpitations when he thought of that night.
Qi Juchen had never told him "I like you", but that night, before he passed out, he heard the man say "I love you" in a hoarse voice.
If he hadn't been bullied so badly, Young Master Qi would have jumped up and pounced on his beloved husband to give him a big kiss, and then made hundreds of calls to tell all his friends Qi Juchen that he loved him.
It was dusk when Qi Sijing woke up again. The afterglow of the setting sun poured through the floor-to-ceiling windows onto the bed, making his long golden hair sparkle.
The young Wang's first reaction was not to be shocked that he was still alive, but to search for Qi Juchen in the room.
Qi Sijing stepped on the plush carpet and slowly walked towards the man sitting on the sofa processing documents. He curled his lips with a hint of pride and asked in a low voice, "Brother, shouldn't you say that when I'm sober?"
Qi Juchen raised his eyes and looked at him. He knew exactly which sentence that was, but he still wanted to tease him by asking knowingly, "Which sentence?"
Qi Sijing chuckled, stood in front of Qi Juchen, squatted down and raised his head, and took the bait willingly. He spoke softly, enunciating each word, "I love you."
Qi Juchen's eyes were filled with turbulent waves, but his face remained calm as water, "How much I love you."
Qi Sijing lowered his head and laughed, "Extremely."
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