The villain forces me to commit suicide every day

With Qin Shijin's pressure, Qin Yao felt a ball rolling violently in his lower abdomen, constantly colliding with it. His brows furrowed and his legs became weak. If Qin Shijin hadn't fished it out, he would have fallen to his knees.

Qin Yao's eyes were dim and stained with lust. He grabbed the restraints around his waist with both hands and said, "Are you crazy...Father is still in the inn."

"I know." Qin Shijin suddenly bit the back of Qin Yao's neck, biting the prey like a wild beast and refusing to let go, and said fiercely: "But he must accept it."

Qin Yao looked helplessly at the door of the room. It was clear that he only needed to shout or directly attack Qin Shijin to get out of the current situation, but he did not do so.

He stretched out his bright white hand toward the door, but Qin Shijin grabbed it tightly and entangled his fingers.

Finally, he threw Qin Yao on the bed and curled up. The strange shape of the petals was indeed strong, and the cold bed became heated in less than a moment.

(I jump)

In the middle of the night, Qin Shijin held her head, her expression gloomy and unclear. She held Qin Yao's tired and limp body tightly with her hands, not wanting to let go until she died.

He was already prepared to be rejected by Qin Yao, but he didn't expect that when he actually did it, he actually agreed and cooperated very well.

Qin Shijin stroked Qin Yao's delicate facial features with her right hand. The other party was not defensive at all and was sleeping deeply. He protested slightly under the touch and said confusedly: "Don't move..."

There was a faint light in Qin Shijin's eyes, and her previously fearful heart seemed to have the warmth of returning home, and she had gained a hard-won sense of belonging and ownership, all of which... were taken from one person.

Qin Yao.

"Yao'er..." Qin Shijin kissed his forehead gently and said to himself, "Can I call you that?"

"If you remain silent, it will be treated as if you agreed."

Qin Yao also held a white jade rabbit in his left hand. This was well kept and had no flaws at all, which showed how much he valued it.

Qin Shijin chuckled, recalling in his mind not long ago,

...

When Qin Yao was lost in sleep, he suddenly remembered something and struggled away, trying to get out of bed. He suddenly lost his balance. If Qin Shijin hadn't grabbed a handful, he would have collapsed on the ground.

Qin Shijin's fiery breath instantly cooled down, his red eyes reappeared, and he said coldly: "Why are you running?"

Qin Yao covered his waist, pointed at the table, and said angrily: "Bring me the storage bag."

"Okay." Qin Shijin nodded obediently, picked him up by the waist, put him on the bed, covered him with a quilt, and said with a smile: "Don't move."

Qin Yao's eyes were filled with tears and slightly swollen. He had obviously cried hard, and his cheeks were still flushed with a ripe red. Hearing this, he turned away and ignored him, as if he was angry.

Qin Shijin's eyes narrowed slightly, flashing with a strange light. He took a deep breath to suppress the evil fire that was rising up. He strode to the table, picked up the exquisite bag, and returned to Qin Yao, "Brother wants to do this." What?"

Qin Yao stood up. He didn't speak. He lowered his eyes and opened the storage bag. Under Qin Shijin's stunned gaze, he took out the white jade rabbit and put it in Qin Shijin's hand. He turned his head and didn't look back at him. With scorching eyes, he said in a hoarse voice: "Return the property to its original owner."

"..." Qin Shijin's breathing became heavier. In the dark night, this crystal-white jade rabbit exuded a soft light, just like Qin Yao, making people unable to help but fall in love with it.

He kept rubbing the jade rabbit, his eyes dim and dull, staring at Qin Yao silently.

Seeing that the other party did not respond, Qin Yao explained: "I just... I just suddenly remembered that you still have something with me. It's better to give it back to you than to keep it with me..."

"elder brother."

"Huh?" Qin Yao looked up.

Qin Shijin was very close. Qin Yao thought that the other party was going to kiss him, so he didn't move. The tips of his ears were a little red and looked very tempting.

"Tell me, does my mother love this when she left it to me, or does she not?" Qin Shijin chuckled.

Qin Yao's heart skipped a beat. He immediately held his cheeks with both hands and said solemnly: "What mother would not love her child? She treated you as a treasure after giving birth to you. This jade rabbit is a symbol. I leave it to you. It must represent expectations, I hope you are well."

"Me too, I look forward to getting along well with you. So don't just disappear after a disagreement, okay?"

"No matter what happens, there's always a way to fix it... It's not over yet."

Qin Shijin listened silently, smiled back but said nothing.

Seeing that he didn't respond, Qin Yao felt angry and squeezed his face hard, "Promise me you won't leave again... ugh!"

Qin Shijin couldn't bear it any longer and pressed her lips together, blocking his mouth and swallowing the impossible promise.

He put the white jade rabbit firmly back into Qin Yao's hand, and had intercourse again. He felt a strange sense of satisfaction when he saw the other party clinging to the jade rabbit as the only thing to hold on to.

This is the first time outside the fantasy world.

...

Qin Shijin woke up from his memories. He suddenly heard rustling outside the window. His expression turned cold, and he got out of bed and walked over.

Under the illumination of the night light, Qin Shijin's back was covered with scratches and blood could be seen, but he didn't care and was proud of it.

He casually wore a black cloak, opened the window, and looked into the eyes of a ghost with a pale face.

The ghost's eyes were cloudy and dull, floating in the air, and its limbs looked like nothingness. It was just outside the window but not coming in.Looking around, there are countless ghosts appearing on the street outside, each of them looking like the ghost before them.

Qin Shijin narrowed his eyes, stretched out a finger, and suddenly a ball of cold fire shot out. A faint blue light shone in front of his eyes. The ghost was so frightened that he didn't even let out a sharp scream before he was hit by the cold fire and was knocked out of his mind.

It's easy for the bastards to escape from the Ghost River, and they've become increasingly uncontrollable in recent years.

In this way, Qin Shijin stayed outside the window for a period of time. When the gangsters did not dare to approach, he was about to close the window when he suddenly felt the strong black air coming from the distance, and his expression changed drastically.

Qin Shi Jin gritted his teeth and hated it, clenched his fists, closed his eyes tightly, and when he opened them again, his eyes turned to tenderness and looked at Qin Yao on the bed, as if he had a thousand words to say, and finally calmed down without saying a word.

I saw him quickly put on his clothes, opened the window, and quickly disappeared into the night, leaving no trace in the house, as if he had never been there.

He's gone again.

Because of Qin Shijin's cold threats at night, no ghost seeking death approached the room again, so Qin Yao had a peaceful sleep. However, due to the lack of people around him, the scorching body temperature disappeared and the air cooled down again.

...

The prosperous dynasty in the world.

In a simple military camp set up in the wild, a heartbreaking roar came from: "I want you to pull it out!! What are you whining about?!"

There were only three military doctors in the room who were busy, the ground was covered with blood, the cold water basin was full of blood and no one was changing it, and everything around was very sloppy, as if it had been built in a hurry.

It doesn't look like a military camp, but like a shelter.