Chapter 80 I don’t have his contact information
Mercenary training base, morning.
Zhai Wenxi rushed into Qi Sheng's dormitory with a stack of forms.
He slammed a stack of papers on the table. "I'm telling you something. We're running out of raw materials for the bullet production plan. We need to go to Cisana to get some, otherwise we'll have to stop all the plans at the factory next month."
Zhai Wenxi unscrewed a bottle of mineral water and drank it in a few gulps. "Contact Yu Li and tell him we'll be there tomorrow."
Qi Sheng was wiping the dagger he used for training. He paused when he heard this. The cold light on the blade reflected his cold and hard profile. "I don't have his contact information."
"What?"
Zhai Wenxi's eyes widened as he pointed towards the door. "Last time I brought Yu Li here, you two stayed alone all night. Could it be that... you didn't do anything? You didn't even leave a phone number?"
Qi Sheng lowered his eyes, his fingertips clenched the handle of the dagger, and replied reluctantly: "Yeah."
"Still! Huh?!!"
Zhai Wenxi was so anxious that he almost jumped up, "You really didn't do anything?"
He pulled a chair, sat on it, and stared at Qi Sheng carefully: "So... have you reconciled? He didn't say how to contact you in the future?"
These words were like a needle, piercing the "protective film" that blocked his consciousness.
On the morning Yu Li left, he turned his back to Qi Sheng and said, "If you don't want to, let's just say goodbye and never see each other again."
Qi Sheng froze in place, watching Yu Li's back disappear from his sight, and then he got into a car that came to pick him up.
Two blue mermaids came down to pick him up.
Qi Sheng didn't even have the courage to chase after them, nor did he have the right to question where the two fish came from.
"No." Qi Sheng's voice was as low as if buried in the earth. "He's gone."
Zhai Wenxi looked at his lost appearance and instantly lost his temper. He sighed and sat on the chair: "Qi Sheng, even if you don't want to reconcile for the time being, you have to maintain some relationship!
The purchase of raw materials for Xisana must be approved by the King. Without Yu Li, we can’t get the goods at all!"
Qi Sheng suddenly raised his eyes, and placed the dagger on the table with a clang. His tone was filled with unquestionable majesty: "Zhai Wenxi, all our efforts now are for one goal. Have you forgotten?"
"I will definitely not forget..."
Only then did Zhai Wenxi realize that there was something wrong with Qi Sheng's tone.
"When the plan began, your father assigned you to me. You are now my subordinate, and subordinates are ordered to carry out orders from their superiors. Is there a problem?"
He paused, his eyes growing colder, "Can't you solve it without Yu Li?"
Zhai Wenxi was startled by his ruthlessness. Thinking of Qi Sheng's illness that could make him go crazy at any time and split people in two, he quickly waved his hand: "Yes, that's right! Major General Qi, you are my superior, I will definitely listen to you."
Zhai Wenxi wanted to comfort him, but the pressure pheromones he released made her skin numb. She immediately calmed down and continued, "Don't get me wrong, I'm not blaming you, I'm just concerned about you..."
Besides, I'm also worried that the plan will be affected. I'll go find a solution now, so calm down, ah."
Zhai Wenxi quickly left Qi Sheng's room and squatted at the door of the dormitory to smoke.
He didn't know anyone related to the Xisana Council. After much thought, he could only contact Zhai Xun this time.
When the call was connected, Zhai Xun's voice was still hoarse from just waking up: "What's the matter? Why are you calling so early in the morning?"
"Uncle, I have a favor to ask of you!" Zhai Wenxi spoke rapidly, "We need to buy raw materials from Xisana, but we don't have the contact information for the parliament. Could you help us connect them?"
Zhai Xun was silent for a few seconds and sighed: "I happen to be going to Xisana to discuss business in the next two days. You can find a hotel over there to wait for me. I will help you contact them."
…
A week later, Zhai Wenxi paced back and forth in a private room of a five-star hotel in the capital of Xisana.
Seeing Zhai Xun walk in, he hurried to greet him: "Uncle, you're finally here! Have you contacted the parliament?"
"Well, we contacted the head of the parliamentary commissioner group responsible for import and export trade. They said they could help us submit the purchase application for review in advance, and they will help monitor the process."
Zhai Xun handed over a cup of freshly ground coffee and said, "By the way, Si Ran is here with me too. He's in the hotel now. I need to stay here for a while to take care of some things. If you run into him later, don't get into a fight with him."
"He... is such a pushover. Uncle, are you going to forgive him now?" Zhai Wenxi looked very dissatisfied.
Zhai Xun told him that Zhai Siran was ill, but Zhai Wenxi acted as if “I don’t believe it at all”.
"Uncle, he lied to you so many times before, why do you still believe him?"
Qi Sheng was just walking to the door at this time. Zhai Xun didn't say anything to explain, but took the initiative to greet Qi Sheng.
The three of them discussed the developments of the Saar Federation in recent months. After two hours of conversation, they ended the meeting and prepared to return to their respective hotels.
The hotel where Qi Sheng and Zhai Wenxi were staying was right here. Out of courtesy, they went out in person to see Zhai Xun off.
However, as soon as they walked out of the hotel lobby, they saw Zhai Siran.
Zhai Siran was wearing a black windbreaker and standing at the door. When he saw Zhai Wenxi, he was about to say hello.
Just as he was about to move closer, he suddenly froze.
Qi Shengshi stood behind Zhai Wenxi, and the pheromones of the SSS-level alpha were like materialized air pressure, instantly enveloping the entire lobby.
"Zhai Siran." Qi Sheng's voice was cold. The Black Mamba spirit loomed behind him, its serpentine pupils gleaming coldly. "How dare someone from the Freedom Alliance appear before me now?"
Zhai Siran's face turned red instantly, and his pheromones were released in resistance, but he was still one level lower than Qi Sheng. Under Qi Sheng's pressure, his strength was as weak as paper, and he had no power to resist at all.
He clenched his fists, his chest heaving violently, even breathing became difficult, and finally he fell to his knees, "Qi Sheng, what are you going to do?"
"Hmph." Qi Sheng sneered, his pheromones becoming even stronger. "I should ask you this! What were you doing when the Saar Federation was destroyed by the Free Alliance?"
What a trouble.
Zhai Siran wanted to step forward, but he saw Zhai Xun frowning, so he quickly hid behind Zhai Xun.
"Dad, protect me." He tugged at Zhai Xun's sleeve aggrievedly, "I feel so bad."
In just a moment, Zhai Xun stood in front of Zhai Siran, releasing his pheromones, and looked at Qi Sheng with a warning look: "I will educate my son myself, and there is no need for outsiders to interfere. Wenxi, I am here for you, so please respect yourselves."
Qi Sheng's eyes became even colder, and his fists were clenched so tightly that they made a creaking sound.
The ruins of the Saar Federation and the image of his brother Qi Feng lying in a pool of blood flashed through his mind in an instant.
He almost instinctively accelerated the release of pheromones when killing prey. The air in the entire lobby froze instantly, and even the waiters passing by were so scared that they dared not move.
"Qi Sheng, calm down!"
Zhai Wenxi rushed over and grabbed his arm, then whispered in his ear, "Zhai Siran is sick, and the doctor says he won't live long. Don't get angry with a patient!"
Qi Sheng's body shook violently, and the pheromones slowly weakened.
He looked at Zhai Siran's pale face and suddenly remembered Yu Li's fragile appearance when he was sick...
He was a little distracted, and Zhai Wenxi took the opportunity to pull him, pushed him, and turned to walk towards the accommodation area.
Zhai Wenxi was afraid that the matter would get out of hand, so he waved to Zhai Xun and said, "Hurry up and leave."
…
The next morning, Zhai Wenxi took the purchase application sent by the parliamentary commissioner and said, "Qi Sheng, the application has been submitted. This is the reply from the parliament."
Qi Sheng took the letter, but when he saw the last line, his face instantly darkened.
Zhai Wenxi leaned over to take a look and saw a line of small words written in the column of rejection reason: Due to the large sales volume, please negotiate with the buyer in person.
"Interview?" Zhai Wenxi was stunned. "The level of our application is the same as last time, so why do we need an interview this time?"
Qi Sheng looked at the word "interview" and a complicated look flashed in his eyes.
Is this what Yu Li meant?
Zhai Wenxi: "I thought it was a letter of approval for the purchase, but the West Sana Council always follows procedures. Unless the king personally instructs, they won't suddenly request a meeting..."
"I'll go now." Qi Sheng folded the letter and put it in his pocket, picked up his coat and walked out.
Zhai Wenxi hurriedly followed: "You going? You and Yu Li are in this situation now, what if the talks break down?"
"Calm down. Have you taken your medicine today?"
Zhai Wenxi chased after Qi Sheng earnestly, "Don't get excited, or take more medicine?"
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Last night, the lights in the hotel room were dimmed. When Zhai Xun carried Zhai Siran in his arms, the person in his arms was still groaning in pain.
Zhai Siran's cheek was red and swollen, and the corner of his mouth was broken, which was caused by the pheromone attack just now.
"Sit tight, I'll get you some medicine." Zhai Xun put him on the edge of the bed and turned to search the suitcase for the injection needle.
The liquid in the glass syringe is light blue in color. It is a special medicine for suppressing the disease, and it will cause extreme pain when injected into the human body.
Zhai Siran looked at his back, his fingers unconsciously clenching the bed sheet.
When Zhai Xun turned around, he suddenly reached out and grabbed the other's wrist, his eyes red like a little rabbit: "Daddy, this needle hurts, I don't want it anymore."
"Just bear with it, it won't hurt after the beating."
Zhai Xun avoided his gaze and spoke as calmly as possible, but he couldn't help but reduce the force of his fingertips and gently inserted the needle into Zhai Siran's arm.
"hiss--"
Zhai Siran gasped, his body shaking with pain, tears welling up in his eyes and streaming down his cheeks, "Daddy, it really hurts. Maybe... if you kiss me, it won't hurt anymore."
Zhai Xun's movements suddenly stopped, the needle was still stuck under the skin, and the medicine was only half pushed in.
He wanted to push Zhai Siran away, but when he saw his red eyes and trembling shoulders, he swallowed the words of rejection back.
"Relax." Zhai Xun's voice was a little hoarse.
"But……"
Zhai Xun gently kissed his cheek.
At the moment when Zhai Siran was stunned, all the remaining medicine was injected into his blood vessels.
Just as Zhai Xun was about to stand up, Zhai Siran reached out and grabbed the back of his head, restraining him violently.
The soft lips collided with each other, with a slight bitter taste of medicine and the fishy sweetness of the wound at the corner of the mouth.
Zhai Xun's pupils suddenly contracted and he wanted to push him away, but his arms seemed to be out of control suddenly.
Zhai Siran's pheromones suddenly spread out, carrying the alpha's dominance, yet mixed with a bit of aggrieved tenderness, precisely hooking his nerves.
Under the effect of the drug, a pair of furry lion ears suddenly appeared on both sides of Zhai Siran's head. The skin at the base of the ears was pink and trembled slightly with his breathing.
This is the reaction that only occurs when Zhai Siran's pheromones are disordered. He is like a little animal that has let down all its defenses, vulnerable and attractive.
"Daddy..." Zhai Siran's voice was muffled in the kiss, his hands still clasping the back of his head, refusing to let go.
Zhai Xun's sanity gradually faded at this moment.
He took the initiative and pressed Zhai Siran down on the bed. He gently stroked the lion ears with his palm. The soft touch from his fingertips made him feel as if he was back many years ago.
Zhai Siran hummed comfortably, rubbing his ears against his palm like a kitten seeking attention.
Their kiss gradually became out of control, from the initial tentativeness to the later passion.
Zhai Xun could clearly feel Zhai Siran's heartbeat, which overlapped with his own, as fast as a boiling kettle about to explode.
He knew it was wrong to do so, that he shouldn't continue this ridiculous relationship, but his body was more honest than his mind.
Their pheromone matching rate is as high as 98%, and they are a natural fit. Even if they just stay in the same room, their pheromones will unconsciously entangle with each other, not to mention such intimate contact.
…
It was unknown how long it took before Zhai Siran finally let go of his hand. He was breathing heavily, his lion ears still standing on his head, and he looked at Zhai Xun with a dazed look in his eyes: "I wish I could be beaten by Qi Sheng every day... Then you would kiss me every day."
Zhai Xun reached out and ruffled his hair, his tone a little helpless: "What nonsense are you talking about again?"
He turned his face away, not daring to look into Zhai Siran's eyes.
He had long known that his feelings for Zhai Siran had changed. It was no longer simply a relationship between a father and a child, but was mixed with more complex and uncontrollable emotions.
But reason always reminds him that this is a taboo, a minefield that cannot be touched.
"I'm not lying." Zhai Siran put his arms around his neck and buried his face in the crook of his neck. "Only when I'm in pain will you be so nice to me...and not hide from me."
Zhai Xun's body stiffened, and he reached out to hug him, gently patting his back with his palm, as if comforting a wronged child.
"Don't think about it, just get some rest." His voice was soft and gentle with love.
Zhai Siran didn't say anything else, but just snuggled into his arms. His lion ears slowly drooped and his breathing gradually became steady.
Zhai Xun held him in his arms, feeling the warmth and even breathing of the person in his arms. His heart seemed to be filled with something, yet empty.
Zhai Xun lowered his head to look at Zhai Siran's sleeping face, his fingertips gently brushing the wound at the corner of his mouth, his eyes full of complexity.
He didn't know where this out-of-control emotion would lead, nor did he know how to face Zhai Siran's short future. He could only hold his former friend in his arms, enjoying this brief night that belonged only to them in the darkness...
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