Quick Wear: My Master is a Drama King

Chapter 130 My Master Wants to Kill Me 22

Yu Zhiqing did not refuse his kindness. After all, he didn't want to die in such a cowardly way.

Seeing Yu Zhiqing obediently accept the warm jade, Si Yuan withdrew his gaze with satisfaction.

The next moment, before Yu Zhiqing could react, he quickly put the bell in his hand around his ankle.

He just reached out and touched it lightly, and the bell made a pleasant and crisp sound.

Seeing this, Yu Zhiqing retracted his foot, pursed his lips tightly, and tried to take off the bell.

Si Yuan had originally been watching him calmly as he continued to torment the bell, but when he saw that Yu Zhiqing had rubbed the skin on his ankles red and broken but still refused to give up, he couldn't help but reach out and hold his hand to stop him from hurting himself.

"Stop talking nonsense. This magic weapon can let me know your location. Only I can take it off."

After he finished speaking, he added: "Even Yin Changyun can't solve it."

After listening to this, Yu Zhiqing raised his foot and angrily kicked Si Yuan in the face, but he was quickly caught by him.

"Why, Qingqing, can't you wait?"

As he said this, he took off Yu Zhiqing's shoes and socks, pressed him firmly on the bed, and said frivolously: "Then I can only sacrifice myself for others and satisfy Qingqing."

Yu Zhiqing was completely suppressed by him, and his expression became particularly ugly: "Let me go, you stinky hooligan, you stinky thing, you pervert..."

Who asked you to sacrifice yourself for others? !

Si Yuan leaned over, his fingertips teasingly circling around his ankle with the bell, and whispered in his ear: "Try to curse again..."

Yu Zhiqing's voice suddenly stopped and he didn't say anything else.

This pervert, he can't afford to offend him but can he just hide from him?

Seeing that Yu Zhiqing stopped scolding him, Si Yuan chuckled, gently bit his earlobe, and said vaguely: "Qingqing is so cute..."

So simple.

How could he let him go so easily?

Of course, I would feel at ease only if I eat it thoroughly.

Thinking of this, he tore off the hairband on his head and tied Yu Zhiqing's hands behind his back.

Yu Zhiqing panicked: "What are you going to do?!"

"Don't mess around!"

Si Yuan looked him up and down, his eyes slightly raised, smiling like a fox spirit: "Of course -"

"Dry."

As he said this, without waiting for Yu Zhiqing to speak, he leaned over him and bit his lips viciously, his movements were violent, like a greedy mad dog out of control.

Water stains kept flowing down the corners of Yu Zhiqing's mouth and across her jade-white neck.

Yu Zhiqing felt disgusted by his behavior. She clenched her hands tightly behind her back and couldn't control her tears.

In desperation, he couldn't help but call for help.

“Master…Master…”

Master, please save me.

He shouldn't do this, it's disgusting, really disgusting...

Si Yuan paused and suddenly grabbed Yu Zhiqing's neck, with a strange and dangerous aura surrounding him.

"Qingqing, who are you calling? Hmm?"

What's so good about Yin Changyun that makes you keep thinking about him?

Yu Zhiqing's face flushed, tears kept flowing, and he couldn't utter a word.

Si Yuan seemed to have not seen it, his eyes were scarlet, he gently touched Yu Zhiqing's lips which were swollen from his kiss, and said in a friendly voice: "Qingqing, call me A Yuan, call me A Yuan, okay?"

"Scream!" His tone suddenly became cruel, and the strength in his hands became heavier.

Yu Zhiqing was having difficulty breathing, his mind went blank, his body began to tremble uncontrollably, and his feet kicked uncontrollably.

Just when he thought he was going to die, Si Yuan let go of his hand and lovingly kissed the neck that he had pinched so hard: "Qingqing, why are you so disobedient..."

Yu Zhiqing turned his head to the side and coughed violently, his eyes were dazed as if he had not come back to his senses.

Si Yuan looked at Yu Zhiqing who was in so much pain, and his eyes darkened.

"I was thinking of showing you some pity, but it seems that's not necessary."

Everything just happened so naturally.

The air became hot and restless, and the sounds of sobbing and ringing bells spread throughout the palace.

The bed curtains were also shaking slightly.

I saw a slender jade-like hand quietly reaching out from behind the bed curtain, with white fingertips tightly grasping the bed sheet.

The next second, another hand full of blue veins inserted into his fingers and dragged him back mercilessly.

The flower of Gaoling was pulled down from the altar, her pride was shattered, and she became fragile and painful.

Unable to struggle, unable to escape, one can only sink.

Finally, the sound lasted until noon the next day before it completely ended.

Every corner of the palace bore traces of the two of them, making it decadent and absurd.

Yu Zhiqing finally got a chance to rest and soon fell into a deep sleep.

Si Yuan seemed to be full of energy, with a look of unsatisfied satisfaction on his face.

If he wasn't worried that Yu Zhiqing couldn't bear it, he might not have let him go so easily.

Thinking of this, he picked up Yu Zhiqing, went to the bathtub, carefully cleaned him and applied medicine on him, then put him back on the bed. He bent down and kissed the corners of Yu Zhiqing's eyes, which were slightly red from crying.

He whispered, "Qingqing, you can't escape."

No one can take away what I like.

So, just stay by my side.

Don't even think about leaving, otherwise you really don't know what he will do.

When Yu Zhiqing woke up again, it was already evening.

He moved his waist, which was held tightly by Si Yuan, and couldn't help but let out a muffled groan.

It hurts so much. It wasn’t even this painful when I was sparring with my master.

"madman……"

He murmured in a crying voice.

Why does it become like this...

It shouldn't be like this.

Master, what should I do...someone please save me...

Si Yuan didn't actually fall asleep, he was just hugging Yu Zhiqing.

With her chin resting on the top of Yu Zhiqing's head, she hugged him from behind, like a lover, tender and possessive.

However, what he didn't expect was that Yu Zhiqing started scolding him as soon as he woke up.

Si Yuan narrowed his eyes and bit Yu Zhiqing on the back of the neck, deepening the mark left earlier.

The voice said with a smile: "There are even crazier ones, do you want to see them, Qingqing?"

Yu Zhiqing held back the pain, shook his body, closed his eyes in pain, and ignored Si Yuan.

Si Yuan was dissatisfied. He turned Yu Zhiqing around, pinched his chin, and said unhappily, "Speak."

Yu Zhiqing closed his eyes and refused to look at him, his teeth clenched tightly, and he said nothing.

Si Yuan looked at him gloomily for a long while. The next second, he suddenly chuckled, and the red mole under the corner of his eye became more and more charming.

"It seems that Qingqing is not satisfied yet..."

"My fault."

As he said this, he put his hand into Yu Zhiqing's clothes and slid it ambiguously.

Unfortunately, before he could take the next step, he saw blood oozing out of the corners of Yu Zhiqing's mouth, dripping onto his clothes, which was very eye-catching.

Seeing this, Si Yuan's breathing stagnated. He suddenly pinched Yu Zhiqing's cheeks and put his hand into his bloody mouth.

"Yu Zhiqing!! Don't force me!!"

Yu Zhiqing's eyes were dead silent.

You forced me, not me forcing you.