Quick Wear: An honest man is always criticized for forced love

What game? Shen Jun's heavy head was unable to think at all, and he could only let himself fall into a deep sleep.

In the dream, Shen Jun seemed to be falling all the time, as if there was an endless abyss beneath him. His body sank rapidly, and the strong feeling of weightlessness made his heart beat faster.

The endless darkness and endless falling forced him to stretch out his hands and try to grab something that could stop him.

But when Shen Junzhi stretched out his hands, he grabbed nothing.

In a trance, he seemed to hear someone calling his name. The person's voice was extremely familiar, as if his name had been repeated in his mouth thousands of times.

But Shen Jun couldn't remember who he was.

The feeling of falling suddenly intensified, and boundless darkness enveloped Shen Jun again. He was so scared that he suddenly sat up from the bed.

The strong arm around his waist noticed Shen Jun's movements and naturally hugged him tightly again.

Shen Jun was breathing heavily, and had not yet come out of the nightmare. He felt a rhythmic tapping on his back. Shen Jun looked back and saw Qi Qingchuan's voice becoming clearer and clearer.

"Brother," he said, "did you have a nightmare?"

Shen Jun looked at Qi Qingchuan's face carefully. The red pupils had disappeared, the animal ears had been retracted, and the silver-white hair had been turned back to black.

As if he thought of something, Shen Jun looked down. He originally wanted to find the scar from last night, but he saw Qi Qingchuan's naked body instead.

The temperature on his face instantly rose and he quickly turned his head away from looking at Qi Qingchuan.

But Qi Qingchuan was not willing to let him go. Shen Jun twisted his head and his little face turned red as if it had been soaked in hot water.

"You...why are you not wearing any clothes?" Shen Jun asked stutteringly.

Qi Qingchuan looked down at the thin blanket covering his body. His smooth skin was firm and powerful. He had all the necessary muscles, broad shoulders and a narrow waist. His figure was naturally impeccable.

Increasing the strength in his hands, Qi Qingchuan placed his head on the side of Shen Jun's waist and rubbed it gently, causing Shen Jun to get goose bumps all over his body.

"You have such a great figure, it's a pity to cover it with clothes." Qi Qingchuan picked up a strand of Shen Jun's hair and played with it slowly in his hand. His voice was lazy but the words he said were extremely shameless.

Shen Jun couldn't help but roll his eyes in his heart after listening to this. He tried to struggle a few times but failed. Qi Qingchuan still held him tightly.

"You!..." Shen Jun was about to scold him when he heard a noise coming from outside the door. He thought it must be Xianyang coming to deliver medicine again. However, it would be difficult to explain if Xianyang saw Qi Qingchuan in this state and him lying on the bed.

It was fine that he was in fox form yesterday, but today he has turned into a human and has no clothes to wear. If this is made public, the situation will change.

After looking around for a few times, Shen Jun couldn't find a place to hide Qi Qingchuan. There was only a thin blanket on the bed, which couldn't hide Qi Qingchuan at all. Under the bed...under the bed could be an option, but Qi Qingchuan probably wouldn't agree...

The footsteps were getting closer and closer, and Shen Jun was getting so anxious that he was almost smoking. But Qi Qingchuan was still looking at Shen Jun with a puzzled look on his face, as if he was still wondering what he was so nervous about.

"You, you, you, turn into a fox quickly, your uncle is here!" Shen Jun really couldn't think of a better way and could only say this to him in an attempt to make him feel a little ashamed in front of his elders and not meet people naked like this.

Unexpectedly, Qi Qingchuan not only did not listen to him, but turned over and pressed the man under him, his deep brown eyes half-closed, sniffing the scent on Shen Jun's body with fascination.

"Is the relationship between you and me so shameful? We were even lying together..." Qi Qingchuan said, and his palm slowly slid down Shen Jun's waistline.

"Or do you think I am not very good enough, brother?" Qi Qinchuan looked at Shen Jun and asked in a joking tone.

Shen Jun felt a little itchy because of him. He twisted his waist to avoid his touch and pressed his hands tightly on Qi Qingchuan's chest to stop him from going any further.

"Stop it, Qi Qingchuan! Get up quickly!" Shen Jun's voice was trembling. Being looked at like this by Qi Qingchuan, Shen Jun's heart was beating so fast that it almost jumped out of his throat.

Hearing him say this, Qi Qinqing seemed to have finally figured it out. He stood up, glanced at Shen Jun, and said nothing more. He turned into a wisp of green smoke and disappeared in the room the moment Xianyang opened the door.

Xian Yang came in with the medicine, but found that Shen Jun was the only one left on his bed, staring at the empty bed in a daze.

"Where's Achuan? Is he gone?" Xianyang put the medicine next to Shen Jun, lifted his clothes and sat down.

"Fighting again?" Xianyang asked.

Shen Jun turned around and looked at Xian Yang with confusion in his eyes, "What do you mean again?" Shen Jun asked him.

Xian Yang grabbed Shen Jun's wrist with one hand and felt his pulse. "Because Ah Chuan has been like this since he was a child. Once he gets angry, he disappears silently without saying anything."

Shen Jun was slightly stunned when he heard this. He thought quickly in his mind and finally came to the conclusion that Qi Qingchuan should not be angry. They didn’t seem to say anything just now, so why would he be angry?

Shen Jun couldn't understand.

Xianyang let go of the man's hand and told Shen Jun that his illness was almost cured. The internal Qi that was running wild had stabilized and was even stronger and more powerful than before.

"What did you and Achuan do last night?" Xianyang suddenly asked, shaking the fan in his hand.

After being asked this, the heat on Shen Jun's face that had finally subsided began to rise again, "No... I didn't do anything... Immortal Venerable, why are you asking this?"

When Shen Jun said this, he felt his tongue was about to get tied, but he didn't dare to show it too obviously, for fear that Xianyang would notice something.

Xianyang shook the fan in his hand, but his eyes were not on Shen Jun, as if he was just asking casually.

"Why are you so nervous?" Xianyang stood up and walked towards the painting in the room. "I just felt that you had his Qi in your body, and I thought he was healing you, so I asked."

Xianyang stood in front of the painting, staring at it in a trance, "Achuan himself is not fully recovered yet, and using his Qi carelessly will make him lose control."

While talking, Xianyang raised his hand and fumbled around the canvas, and finally a finger stopped somewhere on the picture.

"This is Achuan." Xianyang looked back at Shen Jun with a faint smile on his face.

Upon hearing this, Shen Jun straightened his messy clothes, stood up, slowly walked to Xianyang, and looked up at the painting.

The picture shows a thin young man kneeling in front of four teachers with a sword in both hands. It was specially painted by a painter when each disciple of Qingyue Mountain became a disciple. There was nothing special about it, as everyone had it.

However, Shen Jun looked at the point where Xianyang's finger was pointing. On the beam behind the four masters he was kneeling to, a white figure was also drawn by the painter.

The pair of dark brown pupils were painted particularly vividly, as if they were looking through the picture at Shen Jun.

"Why is he here?" Shen Jun was a little surprised. Logically speaking, the first time he and Qi Qingchuan met should have been when he met the seriously injured Qi Qingchuan at the foot of the mountain.

Xianyang waved his fan and answered the question irrelevantly. "When Ah Chuan was little, he often ran away from home. He was very naughty and could not be controlled. At that time, my sister had just given birth to Ah Chuan's younger brother and had no time to take care of him, so she let him run wild in the mountains and ignored him as long as he didn't cause trouble."

Upon hearing this, Shen Jun turned to look at Xian Yang, but Xian Yang continued to stare at the fox in the painting in a trance. "It's a pity that Achuan's brother was born weak. He was not as strong as him and didn't live past a full month."

"Achuan's mother was shocked and found it difficult to accept the news for a while, so she went to live in seclusion in the mountains with Achuan's father for a while."

"At that time, neither of them had time to take care of Ah Chuan. Later, Ah Chuan disappeared for a while. It was three years later when I found him. When I asked him, he just said that he went to the human world for fun. I didn't expect that he came to your Qingyue Mountain."

Finally he got to the point, but Shen Jun couldn't help but frown as he listened.

Why did they leave Qi Qingchuan alone after giving birth to his younger brother? Why did no one notice that he had disappeared for so long?

Shen Jun suddenly raised his head and looked at the fox in the painting again. Some distant memories belonging to the original owner suddenly came to his mind.