Chapter 166 When Hot Violence Is In Progress

"Teacher Bo Qin, you are wrongly accusing me," Shen Zhi said sincerely, wishing he could swear to Bo Qin, "I promise that I will be loyal to you forever and never have other thoughts!"

The hand that was wiping the sweat from the thin quilt paused, and she turned her eyes to look at Shen Zhi.

Shen Zhi's eyebrows were curved, and the flattering expression was brought out naturally and freshly on his clean and innocent face. There was no annoying artificiality, but instead a different kind of cuteness.

"Zhou Yu asked me to teach you the fourth prince's dance, and I have fulfilled my responsibility. It was you who didn't want to do it, so there was no need for me to force you." Bo Qin folded up the towel he used to wipe his sweat and put it away, then walked out of the dance practice room.

Seeing Bo Qin's quick and decisive actions, Shen Zhi immediately stepped forward and hugged him, "I'm not unwilling, Teacher Bo Qin, but you can't slander me like this."

The arm of the thin quilt was pressed against a soft and naughty little man. The warm heat flowed from the junction of the two skins, along the taut muscles of the thin quilt to the tendons, burning the thin quilt's flesh and blood.

Bo Qin frowned slightly, tried to pull his arm but it didn't move, "Let go."

"I won't let go," Shen Zhi refused to give up until he achieved his goal, and cunningly said, "I was still young, so I said a few angry words when I was in great pain, but it's not an unforgivable mistake."

"Teacher Boqin, please forgive me. I will definitely listen to you in the future and practice just as you tell me to." Shen Zhi raised his head. The mist in his eyes, which were soaked with tears before, had not completely dissipated yet, like clear glass beads under a mountain spring.

Bo Qin's eyes flickered slightly, and he gently opened his thin lips, "You are still young, eighteen is still young?"

Shen Zhi blinked in frustration. The more he listened, the more he felt that Bo Qin was deliberately humiliating him.

"It's...it's just small," Shen Zhi said stubbornly.

Shen Zhixin buried his face in the thin quilt's arms and said unreasonably, "You are a magnanimous person, so don't bother with me. If you don't teach me, I won't let you go."

A small area of ​​skin on the thin arm was sprayed with hot and humid steam, and the tingling sensation spread uncontrollably from the skin.

When the thin quilt was lifted up and her eyelids were opened, she could see that the tips of Shen Zhi's white jade-like ears were stained with a bright red, spreading to her tender white neck.

Shen Zhi had never begged anyone like this before, and the burning shame and embarrassment almost burned him to death.

However, Bo Qinlang was as hard as iron and pushed Shen Zhi away, "I'm going to eat."

Shen Zhi refused to give up and said, "I'll go with you."

Shen Zhi followed Bo Qin like a little tail, "Teacher Bo Qin, I will make you what you want to eat."

"No thanks," Bo Qin coldly rejected Shen Zhi and said to the window: "Please give me one portion of blanched shrimp and one portion of cabbage, no rice."

Shen Zhi's concern about the difficulty of dealing with the thin quilt rose to a higher level in his heart.

If he had known that the thin quilt was so useful, he would have...

Shen Zhi thought about it seriously. Even if he had known that he needed a favor from Bo Qin, he would still go against Bo Qin.

Shen Zhi looked up to the sky and sighed. It turned out that knowing one's own bad temper too well was not a good thing.

"Student, what do you want to eat?" The rice server leaned over and shouted at Shen Zhi, holding a rice spoon.

Shen Zhi immediately came back to his senses and started picking and choosing the dishes in the window. "One portion of sweet and sour spare ribs, one portion of braised hairtail fish, one portion of fried noodles, and finally one portion of flavored eggplant."

Shen Zhi's good appetite was praised by the master, and he received a super double reward from the master.

Shen Zhi looked around with a full food plate in his hand and finally found a thin quilt in a corner.

Shen Zhi put the food plate opposite the quilt with a "Duang" sound, swept away the overly light dishes on the plate, and locked onto the blanched prawns on the plate.

"Teacher Boqin, let me peel the shrimps for you." Shen Zhi pushed away his food plate, rolled up his sleeves and started to work on Boqin's blanched shrimps.

Bo Qin pulled over his food plate and unceremoniously knocked away Shen Zhi's out-of-bounds claws with chopsticks, saying, "Dirty."

Shen Zhi shrank his claws in pain, and unconvincedly stretched out his ten fingers and put them under the thin quilt for him to check. "It's just washed, it's very clean."

Ten slender, white and tender fingers swayed in front of the thin quilt, and on the soft back of the hand there was a faint red mark left by the thin quilt with chopsticks.

Bo Qin looked at her for a while, then turned away. How could her face turn red? He didn't use any effort at all.

Seeing that Bo Qin ignored him, Shen Zhi did not get discouraged, but instead became more and more courageous. He picked up the unused chopsticks, picked up a boiled shrimp from Bo Qin's plate, and put it on his own plate.

Shen Zhi hummed, and he could peel it without using his hands.

Shen Zhixian used chopsticks to cut off the shrimp head, pressed down the curled-up belly of the shrimp with one chopstick, and used the other chopstick to peel the shrimp meat out of the shell.

"Teacher Boqin, let me feed you," Shen Zhi held the intact shrimp meat against Boqin's lips.

Shen Zhi's eyes were filled with smiles, and his movements were as natural as a child sharing food with a favorite playmate.

However, Bo Qin didn't buy Shen Zhi's trick at all. He reached out and pinched Shen Zhi's naughty little paw, turned it around, and forcefully stuffed it back into Shen Zhi's mouth.

Shen Zhi's mouth was stuffed with soft and chewy shrimp meat, and he stared with a dark face at the thin quilt who continued to eat the cabbage as if nothing had happened.

Shen Zhi bit the shrimp angrily, as if he was chewing the blanched shrimp in his mouth as if it were the bones of a quilt.

Bo Qin ignored Shen Zhi and ate his meal quietly.

"I'm full." After a long time, the sound of thin quilts rang out faintly from the opposite side.

Shen Zhi complained in his heart, just eat your fill, it’s none of his business.

"Do you want to go together?" Bo Qin stood up with a plate in his hand, lowered his eyes and asked the listless Shen Zhiwen.

Shen Zhi was chewing on a hairtail fish when he was startled by the sudden sound of the thin quilt and couldn't help but cough twice.

Bo Qin frowned, "Are you stuck with a fish bone?"

Shen Zhi's eyes rolled. He didn't have this but he could have it.

Shen Zhishun fell onto the thin quilt that was coming over to check if he had a fish bone stuck in his throat. His cheeks were red and he kept coughing.

"I'll take you to the hospital," Bo Qin said hastily. Getting a fish bone stuck in your throat is no joke. Many people have their vocal cords cut by fish bones every year.

Shen Zhi resisted the thin quilt movement, "I'm fine, I won't go to the hospital."

Bo Qin was dizzy from Shen Zhi's noise, and didn't notice the cunning flashing in Shen Zhi's eyes. She advised: "How can it be okay? If the fish bone is stuck seriously, it will cause loss of voice."

Shen Zhi was not choked by the fish bone and was not afraid of the threat of the thin quilt at all.

"Then I won't go with you either. You don't like me, and you might abandon me halfway." Shen Zhi pouted and kept giving Bo Qin examples. "You don't want to be my teacher or teach me to dance. You must think I'm too stupid. Who knows how you'll laugh at me secretly."

Bo Qin took a deep breath and reasoned with Shen Zhi, "I won't abandon you halfway. I don't have that much power over the car of the Star Show. I don't dislike you, and I don't laugh at you secretly."

"Why don't you eat the shrimps I peeled, and you hit me?" Shen Zhi stretched out the back of his hand, which had no visible red marks, and put it in front of Bo Qin's eyes.

Shen Zhi confused right and wrong and pushed all the faults onto Bo Qin, making himself the most innocent and pitiful victim.

"It's my fault," Bo Qin didn't want to argue with Shen Zhi, "Now hurry up and come to the hospital with me."

Shen Zhi's eyes lit up, and he kept on asking, "Then you can teach me how to dance in the future."

"But..." As soon as Bo Qin said the word "but", he realized something was wrong. He lowered his head and saw Shen Zhi's expression of success. He immediately changed his words and said, "No."

Shen Zhi sat up straight with a jerk, and said indignantly, "How can you go back on your word? I heard you say it's OK."

Bo Qin pinched his brows in pain. No wonder Shen Zhi was in the mood to argue with him about this. It turned out that Shen Zhi was fine.

The anger of being deceived swept through Bo Quilt's heart, and he even felt ridiculous for his previous anxiety.

My anxiety and worry are just tools used by Shen Zhi to achieve his own goals.

"Get out of here!" Bo Qin turned around and was hugged by Shen Zhi from behind, unable to move forward. Bo Qin didn't want to get entangled with Shen Zhi any more, so he raised his voice and scolded him coldly.

Shen Zhi hugged Bo Qin's waist, rested his head on her back, poked his head out from her waist, raised his little face and blinked calmly, "I am so fragile and weak, I need Teacher Bo Qin to help me get up."

The thin quilt pressed the line of his lips very flat, and his furrowed brows contained a deep chill.

Shen Zhi delicately stretched out her hand and placed it in front of the quilt. She wrinkled her face and said weakly, "My hand hurts too. I need Teacher Boqin to blow on it to make it better."

The frown on Bo Quilt's face relaxed slightly, and a barely perceptible smile flashed across his eyes, so quick that even he didn't notice it.

"You have no shame," Bo Quilt pulled the man off him and sneered.

Shen Zhi saw that although Bo Qin said coldly, his face looked much better, so he hurried over and said, "As long as Teacher Bo Qin is willing to teach me, I can be shameless."

Bo Qin put her index finger on Shen Zhi's forehead, "If you can hold your legs down for 20 minutes, I will teach you."

Shen Zhi's face twisted. Last time, he was almost dead in five minutes. Now, it only took twenty minutes. Bo Qin wanted him to die!

"Ten minutes," Shen Zhi prayed with his hands clasped together.

"thirty."

Shen Zhi shook his head in panic, "Fifteen minutes! That's the limit!"

Bo Quilt added coldly: "Forty."

Shen Zhi was so frightened by the cruel thin quilt that he covered his mouth and shook his head wildly.

The thin quilt brushed past Shen Zhi's angry face, and he curled his lips slightly, "Then it will take 30 minutes. Wait for me in the dance studio tomorrow."

Shen Zhi: ...

Don't let him catch Boqin, he won't let him go!

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dormitory

Shen Zhi was lying on the bed in the dormitory with his unconscious legs, a soft doll was placed under his waist, and his eyes were staring blankly at the bed.

After washing up, Wen Zhao saw Shen Zhi's expression, which was detached from worldly desires.

"Did you go to press your legs, or did you go to find a thin quilt to offer yourself to?" Wen Zhao looked at Shen Zhi and shook his head. "Do you know what you look like now? It's like you've been tossed around by a thin quilt for seven days and seven nights."

Shen Zhi said weakly, "It's all the same."

After all, when he asked Bo Qin to teach him how to dance, wasn't it equivalent to handing his body over to Bo Qin and letting him do whatever he wanted with it?

Wen Zhao was shocked. "Master Shen, you have already reached the point of using any means necessary to make your debut. Keep working hard."

"Remember to be nicer next time you offer yourself to Boqin," Wen Zhao suggested sincerely, "otherwise, you will not be liked by Boqin teacher with your arrogant look."

I have to say, Wen Zhao is stimulating.

Shen Zhi was in so much pain physically, but he still had to submit mentally to the thin quilt. How infuriating!

"Boqin, this bastard, I won't let him go!" Shen Zhi roared at the top of his lungs.

Shen Zhi's language system has been so angry that it has become chaotic, and the words "dog" and "son of a bitch" have been perfectly combined into one.

Wen Zhao was amused by Shen Zhi and laughed out loud.

"Did I bother you?" Yuan Jiang walked into the dormitory with the ointment, waved his hand and said to Shen Zhi: "Bo Qin asked me to bring you the ointment."

Shen Zhi was silent for a moment, then cleared his throat and said, "Come in."

Shen Zhi saw the plaster in Yuan Jiang's hand and whispered, "Why don't you dig out the dead quilt before giving me one?"

Yuan Jiang heard what Shen Zhi said and explained, "He said it's for your waist. One piece is enough."

"Bullshit!" How could one piece be enough? Shen Zhi didn't believe it at all. "He is Grandet!"

Yuan Jiang did not correct Shen Zhi's thoughts and placed the plaster on the head of Shen Zhi's bed.

The door of the dormitory was pushed open again. Shen Zhi, who was still fussing about Bo Qin's stingy behavior, fell silent instantly, and gave the visitor a stubborn smile: "Teacher Bo Qin, how come you have time to come here?"

Bo Qin frowned and looked at Shen Zhi's legs resting on the doll, hesitantly asking, "Didn't I give you a two-hour massage afterwards? Why are you still shaking?"