Quick Wear: Fake White Rabbit! The yandere boss needs to be disciplined

The news of the suppression of the monster in Yaoshui City soon spread back to Tianlan Sect, and Chu Muyang planned to leave first with Su Jun.

Su Jun was still asleep. He didn't want to go back to the sect too quickly, for fear of being separated from his brother.

So he rented a carriage and planned to stay with Su Jun longer.

Chu Muyang laid a few layers of fox fur on the carriage couch to make sure that Su Jun would not be shaken before he carried him in.

Several Tianlan Sect disciples glanced at the fragile and pale boy in the fox skin, with doubts in their eyes.

What injury caused you to not wake up yet?

"Are his injuries serious?" He couldn't help but ask and looked into the carriage. Suddenly, Huazhi blocked his view with her body and hummed indifferently.

Then he stepped into the carriage and lowered the door curtain to block their view.

The carriage rumbled away.

The remaining few Tianlan Sect disciples sneered in disdain after being ignored.

"Tsk, you are so pretentious, you are just a dog under the Third Elder who collects demon pills."

"It can't be helped. Who can blame him for his talent?"

"What's the use of being nice? A monster is a monster. I wonder how Elder Ning is guarding against him behind the scenes."

Stop joking, how could a human be with a monster without any precautions? The human heart is hard to predict, let alone the nature of a monster.

"I think so. Maybe one day when he is no longer useful, he will end up like those monsters."

Several disciples handled the aftermath with open and veiled sarcasm.

…………

Su Jun woke up on the third day after setting out on the journey. When he opened his eyes, he saw a handsome young man staring at him in a trance.

When she saw him wake up, a look of joy flashed across her face for a moment, but then she seemed to be hesitant about something and wanted to get closer but didn't dare.

Su Jun smiled and stretched out his hand towards Hua Zhi, "What are you looking at, little brat? Help me up!"

Hearing the hoarse sound coming out of his mouth, he was stunned and touched his throat.

Why does his throat hurt so much?

Huazhi got permission and nervously came over, helped Su Jun sit up, covered him with the blanket, her eyes always gentle.

"Brother, are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere else?"

He seems very nervous about his body?

Meeting Huazhi's tender eyes, Su Jun was touched. He coughed twice before speaking, "My throat... My throat is uncomfortable."

"It's normal for my brother to feel uncomfortable after sleeping for too long"

Chu Muyang took out a water bag from under the couch and handed it to Su Jun. He also unscrewed the lid for him and said, "This is the tea I made for you. Moisten your throat first. I will cook for you after we get down the mountain."

Mountain road?

Su Jun took the water and took a sip. The tea smelled sweet, probably because of the honey added. He glanced out the window and saw a steep cliff outside the carriage.

“Where are we?”

Huazhi took the water bag from his hand, wiped the corners of his lips considerately, and replied: "On the way back to the sect"

Su Jun frowned, feeling something was wrong.

He remembered going down the mountain to look for flowers...

and then?

Why do you suddenly want to go back to the sect?

My mind was in a state of chaos and I got a severe headache if I put in any effort.

Seeing Su Jun's frown, Chu Muyang straightened his body and interrupted his thoughts.

"It's my fault for not protecting my brother. I won't do it again."

Huazhi said that he encountered a monster on the way down the mountain, but he was defeated and injured by the monster.

After thinking about it, there was indeed a scene in my mind where I was torn out by a demon.

But those scenes became silent movies.

Only pictures, no sound.

"Don't think about it if you have a headache," Huazhi's gentle voice came from my ears, making people feel at ease.

He hummed and leaned his body naturally into Huazhi's arms.

For some reason, when he was close to the branches of flowers, his heart would be very calm, as if he had found a place to stay, and he was reluctant to leave.

"Brother, let's go back to the sect and get married?" Huazhi hugged him with tenderness.

Su Jun accepted these two words in a daze...

marry?

"Me and you?" He almost subconsciously retorted, "You got the wrong gender... I'm a man."

Huazhi's expression froze for a moment, then she smiled at him with curved eyebrows. He seemed to see stars hidden in Huazhi's eyes and couldn't help but stare at her in a daze.

"Three years ago, we did everything we should and shouldn't have done. Have you forgotten, brother?"

"?!!"

Su Jun's face suddenly became red. How could he forget? But...

Something seems to be wrong.

He murmured hesitantly, "The sect won't let us get married either."

Two men, one is a demon, this is too ridiculous.

Huazhi rested her chin on his shoulder, her eyes always on his face. He could not read the thickness in Huazhi's eyes.

"Don't worry, brother. Just love me and leave the rest to me."

Su Jun was speechless and was immersed in Huazhi's loving eyes.

There was a feeling of suffocation in the chest, but it was quickly soothed by an unknown force.

Chu Muyang also felt it. It was Su Jun's own emotion. His eyes darkened slightly and he asked gently, "Is your chest hurting again?"

Su Jun hummed and touched his chest in confusion. Huazhi rubbed his chest for him, as carefully as if he was treating the most precious treasure in the world.

That love cannot be faked.

But he really doesn't want to get married...

He raised his little face and asked weakly, "Do we have to get married?"

Huazhi's fingertips paused, the smile did not reach her eyes, her gaze was so intense that he had nowhere to hide, and her voice was colder than he had ever heard before.

"Must"

The tone that did not allow for rejection made Su Jun dare not speak anymore.

He pursed his lips in grievance, and Huazhi returned to her smiling face, holding his shoulders: "Ever since brother fed me blood, we have been each other's destined partners. Brother will not suffer any loss by marrying me."

"Is there any benefit in not suffering a loss?" He muttered, still remembering that his legs were weak for two days after the first time.

“Why do I feel like you are lying to me?”

The flowers in his hair were amused by his laughter, and they trembled along with it.

“Not lying to my brother is really beneficial.”

“What’s the benefit?”