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

Shen Jun was carried by Qi Qingchuan and went straight back to his palace. He did not go through the main gate, but went straight through the wall to his bedroom.

Qi Qingchuan waved his hand, and a barrier suddenly rose around the bedroom. Shen Jun was thrown onto the bed, but he was cushioned by a soft quilt so he was not hurt too badly.

Qi Qingchuan stepped forward and removed the magic from Shen Jun. Just as Shen Jun was about to open his mouth, Qi Qingchuan bit his lips and swallowed the unspoken words.

Shen Jun felt dizzy from his kiss and his hands pressed against Qi Qingchuan in vain.

"Um...Qi Qingchuan...um...let go!" Shen Jun could only let out a few incoherent gasps in between kisses.

While struggling, Qi Qingchuan suddenly opened his eyes and stared at Shen Jun, his scarlet eyes full of madness.

His sanity was on the verge of collapse, but he just couldn't bear to hurt Shen Jun. Qi Qingchuan lowered his head and kissed Shen Jun's lips angrily, rubbing them hard.

He wanted Shen Jun to remember the pain and everything he had brought to Shen Jun, so that he would never forget him and would remember him forever.

"Shen Jun..." Qi Qingchuan called him in a low voice, "I hate you, Shen Jun, I hate you... Why do you forget me so easily? Why do you just throw me away so easily? Why do you..."

The more Qi Qingchuan spoke, the more violent his hands movements became. He tore Shen Jun's blue clothes without mercy, revealing the smooth skin underneath.

Qi Qingchuan looked at it and suddenly remembered the days he and Shen Jun spent in the cave.

At that time, he only had himself to rely on, only he could give Shen Jun warmth and food. At that time, he was Shen Jun's only hope to survive.

He thought the two of them could probably continue like this.

But...that day he ran out to find food for Shen Jun, and because of carelessness, he was caught by a monk who was hunting monsters in the mountains.

At that time, Qi Qingchuan was just a little fox. Without the protection of his parents, he was just an ordinary monster.

He fought for his life and escaped with a narrow escape. He returned to the cave with the food he brought for Shen Jun, but there was no sign of Shen Jun.

He knew that Shen Jun must have come down the mountain to find him, but he had been searching in the town at the foot of the mountain for so long that his claws were almost worn out, but he just couldn't find Shen Jun.

Until the end, he found the string of candied haws that had been trampled to pieces and had the scent of Shen Jun on it...

He didn't know where Shen Jun had gone, so he had to look for him along the mountain roads and places where Shen Jun might have gone.

He clearly remembered that he left his scent on Shen Jun, but he could never find it. He could not find Shen Jun, nor could he find the scent he left on him.

It was not until a year later that Qi Qingchuan accidentally returned to the cave and smelled the scent of Shen Jun inside.

He searched out like crazy, following the smell all the way to Qingyue Mountain.

He saw a back figure, a little thin but not as hunched as in the cave. However, the smell was not wrong, and Qi Qingchuan thought he had found the boy.

He was extremely happy and quickly ran to Shen Jun. Shen Jun turned back as if he had noticed something, but the look he gave Qi Qingchuan was empty and unfamiliar.

When seeing the monster, Shen Jun's first reaction was to draw his sword. Qi Qingchuan just stopped in front of Shen Jun's sharp blade.

Shen Jun told him not to go any further, otherwise he should not blame him for being rude.

He had no choice but to stay where he was and wait until Shen Jun walked far away before he dared to follow him. He watched Shen Jun step into the mountain gate, watched Shen Jun become a disciple, and watched Shen Jun put on the disciple uniform of Qingyue Mountain.

Shen Jun doesn't remember him, or rather, Shen Jun doesn't want to remember him.

The little fox didn't have so many twists and turns in his mind. He only knew that Shen Jun didn't want him anymore. He, like his own parents, had abandoned him.

Memories come to an abrupt end.

"Shen Jun..." Qi Qingchuan called his name, and a tear suddenly fell.

"Why do you do that? Why do you do that..." Qi Qingchuan wanted to ask why you didn't remember me and why you left me again and again?

It seemed like he had always been the one abandoned, his parents like that, and Shen Jun too. They were never willing, never willing to firmly choose him.

He seemed to be born to be lonely, Qi Qingchuan thought, every time, every time Shen Jun would abandon him without hesitation.

It was like this in the cave, when he picked me up when I was seriously injured, when I met the python monster, in the room in Qingyue Mountain, and in front of the mountain gate.

Shen Jun is always like this. In his heart, his master, fellow apprentices, his school, and even Xian Yang can all be ranked before himself.

In this case, Qi Qingchuan thought that as long as Shen Jun had no choice, he would have no choice but to choose himself.

As long as he has no choice... When this thought entered his mind, it took deep root and grew lush branches like crazy, devouring Qi Qingchuan's sanity.

A stream of spiritual power was sent out, and Shen Jun's hands were bound tightly. Qi Qingchuan lowered his head with red eyes, and whispered in Shen Jun's ear: "Brother, you should pay me back what you owe me today."

After Qi Qingchuan finished speaking, Shen Jun felt a nameless fire suddenly rising in his body, burning his entire consciousness to the point that it began to blur.

"Hmm... um! - Qi... Qi Qingchuan..." Shen Jun felt as if he was being roasted on a fire. The only cold thing on his body was the hands that Qi Qingchuan was touching him.

Following Qi Qingchuan's movements, Shen Jun had to twist his body to chase the figure that could slightly lower the temperature of his body.

It’s so hot... This was Shen Jun’s only thought.

Qi Qingchuan looked at Shen Jun who was deeply immersed in desire and couldn't extricate himself, and suddenly raised the corners of his lips to reveal a smile.

"Now, everyone knows that you belong to me, Shen Jun...you can't run away."

His voice was low and carried an irresistible pressure, as if he was passing judgment on Shen Jun.

He declared that Shen Jun could only belong to him from now on, and that Shen Jun would be branded as Qi Qingchuan from now on.

The kiss came with scorching heat. This time, Shen Jun did not refuse. Or rather, he had no way to refuse.

Spiritual power bound Shen Jun's hands and feet, and Jin was told to grab them randomly to divert the pain from his body.

The air began to be filled with that heart-pounding fragrance again. When Qi Qingchuan smelled it, the little sanity he had left completely collapsed.

"Brother...from now on, you will only be mine..."

This was the last sentence Shen Jun heard before he fainted.

Shen Jun's body began to emit bursts of pale white light, accompanied by the strong and pungent scent of gardenia, which drifted in the air.

This was a sign of spiritual power dissipating, but Qi Qingchuan was still concentrating on his own affairs and seemed not to notice the dissipating spiritual power at all.

It got dark and then got bright again, and the sun went back and forth in the sky twice before Qi Qingchuan finally stopped.

Shen Jun woke up and felt dizzy, then woke up again and felt dizzy again. At this moment, he was so tired that he fell asleep.

Qi Qingchuan smelled the rich fragrance in the air and felt happy for a moment.

He stretched out his right hand and pressed his palm tightly against Shen Jun's chest.

A light green spiritual power slowly flowed from Qi Qingchuan's body into Shen Jun's chest.

After a moment, a ray of light gradually appeared on Shen Jun's originally smooth skin. They gathered together and finally formed a gardenia mark on Shen Jun's chest.

The fragrance floating in the air suddenly seemed to be inspired by something, and all gathered together along with the dissipated spiritual power and returned to Shen Jun's body.

Qi Qingchuan looked at the mark on Shen Jun's chest. His bony fingers slowly stroked the skin, gently tracing the shape of a gardenia.

He lowered his head and kissed the spot, "Shen Jun, my demon pill is... here."