Chapter 6: Remember to stay away from me if it hurts
Qi Juchen, whose breathing rate did not change at all when infrared rays were pointed at his forehead on the training ground, was so angry at Qi Sijing that the corners of his eyes turned red.
The whip in his hand instantly changed its shape and strangled Qi Sijing's mouth.
If this were to be photographed and uploaded, many of Qi Sijing's friends would be cheering for joy. After all these years, Master Qi's detestable mouth has finally been silenced.
But Master Qi was still not honest even though his mouth was blocked. He thought that Qi Juchen must be trying to play some new tricks on him, so he blinked and wanted to strike a pose.
But before he could get into position, Qi Juchen grabbed the back of his neck and pressed him onto the bed. Qi Sijing was stunned for a second, his cheek buried in the sheets, and subconsciously tried to lift his waist and get up.
Qi Juchen probably realized that Qi Sijing's brain circuit was not capable of answering the question seriously, so he changed the way he spoke and ordered in a cold voice, "Don't move."
Qi Sijing felt numb all over when he heard this and lay back down obediently.
His cold white skin and long golden hair were particularly dazzling against the black sheets. The blood on his back was dazzling and made Qi Juchen's breathing heavier. The string of reason was pulled to the extreme, but it finally took over.
So Qi Sijing did not get any stimulation, but got a cool ointment.
Young Master Qi, who knew he was born with a good-looking face at the age of three, was a little frustrated, wasn't he? Although the medicine was quite comfortable, was he a man? He could endure this?
He finally felt suffocated by having his mouth blocked.
Qi Sijing squeezed out a few tunes from his throat with his fox eyes drooping, and he had practiced the art of taking advantage of others to the highest level.
"Shut up." Qi Juchen's hand dipped in the medicine stopped in mid-air. He had endured to the limit and scolded coldly.
Qi Sijing didn't close his eyes. He turned over and raised his head, staring at Qi Juchen with his dark red pupils. After tossing and turning for so long, the skin at the corners of his eyes was red. When he stared at people straight, he looked charming and pitiful.
But that is in the eyes of normal people. In Qi Juchen's eyes, those fox eyes are meant to be used for crying.
"Mmmm." Qi Sijing raised his hand and pulled the rope pressing on his cheek, motioning Qi Juchen to take it off for him. Afraid that Qi Juchen would refuse, he even curved his eyebrows pleadingly.
Qi Juchen tightened his hanging hands, turned his eyes away, and raised his hand to take back his phantom weapon.
A person who is usually extremely obsessed with mysophobia, but now he holds the wet thing in his hand without changing his expression.
Qi Sijing wiped his lips and rubbed his stiff chin, "Brother, instead of applying medicine on me, why don't you let me suck a few mouthfuls of blood to recover faster?"
Qi Juchen didn't say anything, but the phantom weapon in his hand turned into a ruler.
Qi Sijing swallowed hard, raised his hand and grasped the other end of the ruler, "Brother, you still want to try it, right? Then come on, anywhere is fine. You can take pictures if you want, but don't show it to others... Ugh!"
When Xishi was still one and a half hours away from expiration, Qi Sijing cried.
When Xishi was about to expire in an hour, Qi Sijing begged Qi Juchen for mercy and asked if he could continue next time.
When Xishi was about half an hour away from losing its effect, Qi Sijing was shaking and shaking his head.
Qi Juchen withdrew his hand, squatted in front of Qi Sijing, and said softly: "Don't let me see you injured again."
Qi Sijing nodded more than ten times.
"Remember to stay away from me if it hurts." Qi Juchen lowered his eyes and stood up, taking his clothes and preparing to go into the bathroom, but turned back halfway.
Qi Sijing shuddered reflexively.
Qi Juchen saw Qi Sijing's reaction and his expression turned even colder. "Open your mouth."
Qi Sijing had been scolded for two hours, and his muscle memory kicked in. When he heard this, he opened his mouth and stuck out his tongue before his brain could react.
Qi Juchen pressed his fingertips on Qi Sijing's fangs and broke them.
Fresh, hot blood spread in his mouth. Qi Sijing swallowed it and squinted his eyes in comfort.
But Qi Juchen didn't feed him for long before he turned and went into the bathroom.
Qi Sijing licked his teeth and stared at Qi Juchen's back. He slowly stood up with his hands on the mattress, combed his long hair, lowered his eyes and chuckled softly. He no longer looked as embarrassed as when he begged for mercy just now.
He pulled his collar to wipe the sweat from his chin, hummed a song contentedly, and walked out of Qi Juchen's room.
If he was really convinced by this beating, he wouldn't have to be a young prince anymore. He could just smash a bowl and go out of the territory to beg.
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"How about it?"
Qi Sijing bit his lollipop, crossed his legs, and raised his eyebrows. "It's all done now. Why would I lie to you?"
Gu Langyan was writing a question while still interrupting him, "Some of what you said is true."
"What's there to hide?" Qi Sijing lay on the table, playing with a decorative item given to him by someone unknown. Even though the holiday was bleak, it didn't stop him from being dishonest. "How about we go find some fun?"
"There will be a joint training session later," Gu Langyan closed his pen and put away the question book, "It's very suitable for you to be Xiaoqi. You just want to have fun, what else are you looking for?"
Qi Sijing opened his mouth, grasping the main point, "That makes sense, Yanyan. A bystander sees more clearly. When the time comes, observe carefully and write me a report on which of my brother's specialties is the best."
Gu Langyan: “…”
Gu Langyan closed his eyes and asked, "Is it difficult to ask for some money?"
Qi Sijing crunched his lollipop into pieces and glanced at Gu Langyan in confusion. "My family is so rich, why do I need so much money?"
Gu Langyan, who has a love-brained friend who doesn't care about money or shame, used to be willing to go through fire and water for his friend, but now he just wants to stab his friend in the back.
Xia Wan, who was leaning on the stool in front, looked back and said with a smile: "Fourth brother, Brother Yan is calling you cheap."
"I know," Qi Sijing smiled and wiggled his fingers to turn the pig ornament on the table so that the pig's head was facing Gu Langyan, "You don't have a wife if you act like that."
"That makes sense," Xia Wan snapped his fingers. "Fourth brother, someone like Qi Juchen might secretly like someone like you."
Qi Sijing became interested and looked up at Xia Wan, "Someone like me?"
"Yes, you see in novels, don't people like him who are showy?" Xia Wan said confidently.
"You have good taste," Qi Sijing flicked the pig's head, "It doesn't look like Yanyan."
"I don't deserve it." Xia Wan waved his hands and said excitedly, "Fourth brother, you are really high-profile. Half of the academy is talking about this."
"But don't worry, Bao Wu won't be in front of your brother." Xia Wan blinked and said flatteringly, "I just overheard something in the director's office. This joint training will be conducted in groups of five. Can you take me with you, Fourth Brother?"
Qi Sijing and Xia Wan had a very close relationship, so he agreed immediately.
Gu Langyan looked over and asked, "Five?"
Xia Wan: "Yes, isn't the military district trying to set up a five-person action team recently? Our academy is keeping up with the pace."
Seventy percent of Aoze College’s graduates will serve as executive officers in the military region, so Aoze College’s student training standards change according to the needs of the military region.
As Xia Wan finished speaking, the assembly bell rang. Qi Sijing yawned, stood up, grabbed the coat draped over the back of the chair, and said lazily, "Let's go."
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