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

Ever since Shen Jun discovered that he could reduce Qi Qingchuan's darkening value as long as he took the initiative to approach Qi Qingchuan, he began to think about how to contact Qi Qingchuan without making any noise every day.

Fortunately, Qi Qingchuan happened to be injured and needed someone to take care of him. Occasionally, changing his medicine, feeding him, etc., would reduce his darkening value.

In addition, Qi Qingchuan has no self-control. Since he started eating meat, he would drag Shen Jun to do some after-meal exercises almost every night.

In just one week, Shen Jun fainted five times. Every time he fainted and woke up, Qi Qingchuan's injuries would heal a little.

It was as if he had sucked his essence. Shen Jun was so tired that he couldn't even lift his fingers, but Qi Qingchuan felt refreshed.

One night, when Shen Jun was once again being pressed down and kissed by Qi Qingchuan to the point of being unable to breathe, he finally couldn't help but put his hand on Qi Qingchuan's chest, trying to stop the fox's unrestrained demands.

"Qi... um... Qi Qingchuan... no... no more..." Shen Jun's words were broken into several sections by Qi Qingchuan's kiss and could not be pieced together into a complete sentence.

Qi Qingchuan heard it but couldn't stop. Whenever he got close to Shen Jun, he could always smell that faint fragrance, which made his mind full of that kind of thing.

Moreover, from the moment he knew that his original demon pill was in Shen Jun's body, Qi Qingchuan became more and more fascinated by Shen Jun.

It felt like... Shen Jun belonged to him entirely, and he had branded him with the name Qi Qingchuan, a mark that could never be erased in this lifetime.

"No? Why not? Don't forget that you are just my prisoner now. I can do whatever I want and you are not allowed to say no."

Qi Qingchuan's tone was arrogant and authoritarian, but there was a smile on his face when he spoke, which made him look less dignified and more... childish.

Shen Jun was not kidding him. If he continued doing this, he would really die. The bruises on his body did not disappear for a long time, and even more so on his back.

"You will die, Qi Qingchuan..." Shen Jun said as he used some strength to push Qi Qingchuan. After finally creating some distance between them, Shen Jun immediately used his hands and feet to crawl towards the foot of the bed.

Qi Qingchuan was very interested in playing this game of chase with him. Looking at Shen Jun crawling a distance away, Qi Qingchuan silently gritted his teeth, and then, a large hand with distinct joints touched Shen Jun's ankle.

Qi Qingchuan exerted force on his hands and slowly dragged the person back.

"Um...no..." Shen Jun struggled to grab a quilt on the bed, but someone pulled him and the quilt over, leaving a long drag mark.

Shen Jun fainted again. Qi Qingchuan lowered his eyes and looked at the person in his arms whose face was red, as if he had just been soaked in boiling water.

Sweat soaked every inch of Shen Jun's skin. A strand of hair hung on the side of Shen Jun's face, sticking there wetly. Qi Qingchuan raised his hand to brush it away for him.

The person in his sleep was still trembling slightly, looking like an animal cub that was abandoned right after birth.

Qi Qingchuan tried to adjust the spiritual power in his body and found that it had completely recovered to the state before he was injured. Even the new scars on his body gradually healed and turned back to his original smooth skin.

The only thing left by the Dan splitting was the old wound, but Qi Qingchuan left it on his chest.

Suddenly, there was the sound of birds flapping their wings outside the window, and Qi Qingchuan's eyes suddenly dimmed as he listened.

He let the person go from his arms, pulled the quilt to cover the person to prevent him from catching a cold. Before leaving, he still seemed worried, and raised his hands to re-wrapped the spiritual power around Shen Jun's limbs to restrain him.

Outside the window, among the gardenias, Qi Qingchuan was wearing only an outer robe. The wind blew and gently lifted a corner of his robe. A man dressed in black was kneeling at Qi Qingchuan's feet.

"Master," the man said, his voice was extremely hoarse and sounded a little harsh, "this is what you asked your subordinates to check."

As the man in black spoke, he held up the thing in his hands and handed it to Qi Qingchuan. Qi Qingchuan lowered his eyes, glanced at it, then reached out and took the thing.

The scroll slowly unfolded. Qi Qingchuan looked at the contents on it. His originally relaxed brows instantly tightened. The more he read, the gloomier Qi Qingchuan's expression became.

Until his eyes fell on the last line of the scroll, the fingers holding the scroll had begun to turn white due to the force.

After reading the contents on the scroll, Qi Qingchuan raised his hand and burned the scroll into ashes, letting the cool breeze blow them away and scatter them in the gardenia field.

"Has anyone else besides you seen the contents of the scroll?" Qi Qingchuan said in a cold voice with one hand behind his back.

The man in black immediately lowered his head and said nervously, "My lord, I found this scroll from the mysterious man's residence. Who knows..."

"That's enough!" Qi Qingchuan interrupted, "I understand. You continue to follow that person and report any situation in time."

After he finished speaking, the man in black quickly said "yes" and then turned into a big black bird, flapping its wings and disappeared into the night sky.

The faint fragrance of gardenia came over Qi Qingchuan, and he felt extremely irritated.

If what was written in the scroll he burned was true...

Qi Qingchuan looked at the dark room at the end of the flower field and felt as if his heart was being pulled by someone.

He walked slowly towards the room, his steps were a little unsteady, and he accidentally stepped on a few gardenias in the flower field and broke them.

The branches were bent, and the petals hung in the soil, no longer looking as bright and beautiful as before, while the culprit was walking slowly away on the branches of the gardenia.

The door was opened and cold wind rushed in again. Shen Jun was so cold that he shivered and huddled into the quilt.

The next second, the quilt was lifted up, and the coldness became even worse. Shen Jun opened his eyes in a trance, only to fall into a warm embrace.

"Qi Qingchuan?" Shen Jun shouted in a hoarse voice, and the person behind him immediately responded.

Thinking that Qi Qingchuan still had the energy to torture him, Shen Jun quickly moved towards the bed and said helplessly: "I really can't do it, Qi Qingchuan... I can't do it..."

The moving body was held down by someone, and Qi Qingchuan tightened his arms to hold the person firmly in his arms.

"No more, don't worry, I'll just hold you while I sleep," Qi Qingchuan said in a muffled voice with his head buried in Shen Jun's neck.

Perhaps because he was afraid that people would not believe him, Qi Qingchuan reached out and patted Shen Jun's back, rhythmically soothing Shen Jun's restless nerves like coaxing a child.

Gradually, the breathing returned to normal.

Qi Qingchuan hugged Shen Jun from behind, but his mind couldn't help but think of the contents written on the scroll.

It contains records of Shen Jun having his demonic energy cleansed twice.

The first time, Shen Jun was eight years old, shortly after Qi Qingchuan separated from him.

The second time... Shen Jun was twenty years old, after he took away his demon pill.

The aftereffect of cleansing the demonic energy is that if the soul is unstable, one will lose memory as the demonic energy is cleansed.

As for the refined demonic energy...if what was written on the scroll is true...Qi Qingchuan thought about it, his fox eyes narrowed in displeasure.

Qi Qingchuan thought of Shen Jun at that time. He was so small and thin that he looked like he could be blown away by the wind at any time. When it was thundering and raining in the cave, he was obviously scared to death, but he still hugged him tightly and comforted him softly, trying to make him not be afraid...

Thinking about it now, Qi Qingchuan was still young at the time and didn't know how to restrain his evil spirit. The two of them often hugged each other. Maybe it was Shen Jun's own evil spirit that attracted those old men on Qingyue Mountain...

So... Qi Qingchuan hugged Shen Jun and sighed deeply.

"You didn't mean it at that time, right? You just forgot, forgot about the little white fox, forgot that it was me, right?" Qi Qingchuan muttered to himself.

He lowered his head and buried it deeply into Shen Jun's neck, hugging him tightly with his hands and feet, as if he could keep the person in his arms forever.