Boundless world of mortals

It is reasonable to be ashamed, and anyone who encounters this situation will be at a loss, especially for a child like Qianxi who has never been beaten, his head is blank at this moment, and he feels like a thorn in his heart after what Qianshang said just now. The strings were tense, and the whole body was in panic, only thinking about two things, to do or not to do.

"Xi'er is a good boy, isn't he?" the man said, his eyes were sharp, but his words seemed to be aggressive.

Such words may not be useful to other people, but for a child like Qianxi who lacks parental care since childhood, it is a fatal medicine.

Although Qianxi's parents are all there, since he was sensible, he found that their relationship is not good, but it is not bad either. It seems that occasionally he loves each other very much, but occasionally, facing each other like his own enemy, Of course, the latter are mostly, and the occasional romantic exposure is just inadvertent, and Qianxi has no idea what happened between them.

"A good boy should be responsible for his actions, shouldn't he?" the man pressed forward and asked.

Qianxi felt that he was surrounded, and there was a man's breath everywhere, as clear as water, but he didn't dislike this smell.

"If Xi'er admits that he is a good boy, then do as I say."

It has to be said that the man's words are so effective, so dazed that Qianxi was suddenly afraid of seeing the man's disappointed expression.

In a trance, like a robot, he walked to the side of the sofa from good to good, and when his fingers touched the skin around his pants, he still trembled involuntarily.

He clearly knew what he was doing, but his nerves seemed to be anesthetized. He guessed that his face must be blushing.

Qianshang left, of course he didn't let Qianxi go. When he came in again, he had an extra stick in his hand. Qianxi found that it was probably something on a chicken feather blanket. Thinking of its hardness, he swallowed. It hurts, is it a "torture tool" to beat him?

Qianshang smiled lightly, "Xi'er, you have to know that it's not for your teacher to make things difficult for you. Living here, everyone should be responsible for their words and deeds, do you understand?"

"Hmm..." Qianxi snorted sullenly, he was thinking about how to fight against that "instrument of torture", is it too late to repent now?

Snapped!

Suddenly, it pierced the air and let out a piercing whistling. Qianxi only felt his blood rushing up. The blow just now destroyed all his will, and he couldn't help crying out.

"Remember to answer my questions in the future, understand?" the man scolded, backhanded.

"Well, Ming, I understand!"

Qianxi felt that it was difficult for her to breathe, so she hurriedly answered.

Pain, pain, pain.

There is only one word in his head. I don’t want to have this feeling again in this life. He wanted to block it with his hand, but he stretched it halfway and couldn’t get it back. Maybe it’s because he feels that it’s embarrassing, or maybe it’s because his back must be swollen. Yes, it will hurt even more if you touch it with your hands.

clap clap clap!

Three times in a row, without losing strength, Qianxi finally couldn't help but rolled over, the body reacted instinctively, the back of the hand touched the back, several sharp edges were distinct, very hard, and it was hot like fire.

Qianshang's expression didn't change, she was still indifferent, and she tapped on the sofa, signaling him to go up.

Qianxi's body was stiff and trembling, she didn't speak, she just shook her head, her eyes dodged like a wounded deer, she just sat under the sofa, not caring about her shyness, her eyes glistened with water.

"Go up." The man said, his tone clear, without any hesitation.

"Can you..." Qianxi looked at him pleadingly.

"I can't." Qianshang said, reaching out his hand, trying to wipe away the tears from the corners of the child's eyes.

Qianxi was afraid of his tightness, seeing him stretching out his hand, she thought she was about to hit her, she closed her eyes and didn't dare to move, her body was trembling all the time.

For a long while, there was no movement.

Qianxi heard the man's sigh, and he seemed to see the man's frown.

Involuntarily, she wanted to reach out to smooth him down.

Really, the frown shouldn't be on his face.

However, I wanted to return to thinking, but there was no action.

"Xi'er." The man sighed softly.

"Huh?" Qianxi looked up strangely, and the man was also looking at him. He wanted to look away, but he was afraid that he would be impolite.

Suddenly, very afraid of his appearance.

"Xi'er, tell me, as a teacher, if you and I switch identities and see my apprentice do such a thing, will you be angry?" The man sighed.

Qianxi nodded dumbly, yes, she was angry, it was only natural.

Suddenly, he seemed to have guessed the man's intentions, tears could not be restrained, they fell down his cheeks, and he called softly, "Master, Master?"

With a little tentativeness.

First of all, the times and backgrounds are different. It is strange to call a master who is only a few years older than me and who is almost like my brother, but when I am really attached to that person, even the name is sincere.

Just like Qianxi, a few minutes ago, even if he was beaten to death, he was unwilling to call out like that, but after being hit by Qianshang a few times, he suddenly figured it out.

It seems that it is good to have such a master!

"Then, Xi'er admits that he should be punished?" Qian Shang asked with a smile.

Now that you have recognized him, you are willing to accept his admonition.

"Xi'er, Master, Xi'er, you should be punished." Qianxi said firmly.

Although it's weird to say so, I can't tell what's wrong.