Help!After being transformed into cannon fodder, he was doted on by the yandere villain.

Qi Hanzhi's fingertips slid across Xie Xingchen's palm, causing him to feel a bit uncomfortable.

Xie Xingchen tried his best to ignore his uncomfortable emotions and listened to what Qi Hanzhi said.

Suddenly, he remembered those incomprehensible remarks made by Wen Liansheng.

Somehow, Xie Xingchen nodded.

Although he had no direct evidence to prove that he was the person Qi Hanzhi said, he had an intuition that the person was himself.

Otherwise, why would Wen Liansheng bother him even to the point of death?

After Qi Hanzhi received the response, his fingertips trembled slightly. He paused, his throat felt stiff, and he gave a sad smile.

Fate makes people.

The person he used to hold dear to his heart was actually treated cruelly by himself, and he even mistook the person.

"I'm sorry for you."

Qi Hanzhi pulled off the thin ice ribbon and covered Xie Xingchen's lips. He kissed her through this layer of ice ribbon.

This kiss was different from the harsh and rough kiss in the past. Instead, it was very gentle, more like the lingering love between lovers.

Xie Xingchen's mind went blank for a moment.

This was the first time he met Qi Hanzhi who was so fragile, it seemed like he would break into pieces with the slightest touch.

It was as if a piece of his heart had been hollowed out.

hurts a little.

But he didn't know that this vulnerability was deliberately revealed by Qi Hanzhi in order to relax his vigilance.

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"Teacher, respect."

After a while, Xie Xingchen rolled his eyes inwardly, feeling so sorry for him.

Qi Han's kiss made him almost breathless, and the two-finger-wide girdle disappeared, and he was pushed down on the bed unknowingly.

"Ok?"

Qi Hanzhi picked up Xie Xingchen's collar and gently tore it open, making the sound of tearing silk.

At this time, he heard Xie Xingchen calling him. He raised his head and looked at Xie Xingchen. His cold voice was filled with deep lust.

The lights in the room were dim, and Xie Xingchen's breath was suffocated as he was stared at by Qi Hanzhi, who had his head buried in his shoulder.

Without him, it's just because tonight, Qi Hanzhi looks a little too good.

In addition, after he pulled off the ice ribbon, his eyes with pale pupils were revealed, like the endless thousands of years of cold snow reflecting thousands of streams of light.

When Qi Hanzhi blinked, his long eyelashes fluttered like thousands of butterfly wings.

It flashed straight into Xie Xingchen's heart, causing ripples in his heart. For a moment, his heartbeat skipped half a beat.

It’s over, beauty is misleading.

Xie Xingchen lay on the bed, letting Qi Hanzhi tear his clothes, and then kissed his lips, neck, and collarbone from the center of his eyebrows...

Every inch of her body was covered with a kiss from Qi Hanzhi, as if it had been imprinted indelibly.

His body was burning, but Xie Xingchen clearly felt that Qi Hanzhi was suppressing his madness and possessiveness.

Even so, Xie Xingchen was still afraid. He raised his hands and covered his eyes, not daring to look directly into Qi Hanzhi's bewitching eyes.

At this time, Xie Xingchen really felt that he was going crazy like Qi Hanzhi.

He had always thought that Qi Hanzhi was the only one who was crazy, but he didn't expect that he himself was quite nervous when he became crazy, so he just gave it to Qi Hanzhi.

why?

Why did he feel unprecedented fear when Wen Liansheng set fire to Qi Hanzhi?

Is it because you care?

Qi Hanzhi saw that he was covering his eyes and his body was shaking, thinking that he was still afraid, "If you are afraid, you won't be a teacher anymore."

Xie Xingchen had thought so much and done so much mental construction just now, why wouldn't he just do it if he said he didn't want to do it?

He tried to steady his breathing, gritted his teeth, and bravely faced death: "Don't be afraid."

Isn't that what it is?

He is an adult male college student and has watched all the movies. Is he still afraid?

He was Xie Xingchen, and he had already died once.

"Okay, disciple, what you said was not forced on you by my master."

A smile appeared on Qi Hanzhi's lips, and he pecked Xie Xingchen on the lips, "My master will not let my disciple down."

There was a feeling of ambiguity in the room.

The candlelight flickered, and the fire flickered in front of the window all night long, extinguished, ignited again, and extinguished again...

This went on for seven whole days.

Xie Xingchen struggled to get up. His body was covered with red marks, and his exposed ankles were so thin that they could be held with one hand.

In fact, last night, I don't know how many times Qi Han held him and dragged him back.

For seven days, he wanted to die.

"Are you awake?" Qi Hanzhi opened the fir door of the cabin and walked in with his snow-white clothes stained with frost.

Xie Xingchen retreated reflexively, grabbing the quilt behind him with his fingers, and was caught off guard by the pain in his rear.

He frowned, gasped and hissed, tears almost falling out.

"Don't move, my teacher will help you."

Qi Hanzhi quickly stepped forward and stuffed a soft pillow into Xie Xingchen's lower back.

Cold fingers got into his shirt and rubbed along his spine.Xie Xingchen felt a tingling sensation on his back, his whole body trembled, and his face burned with heat.

After rubbing it, Qi Hanzhi raised his hand and touched his forehead again. The temperature was hot, and he frowned slightly.

Xie Xingchen didn't know what his master was doing, so he asked: "Master?"

As soon as he spoke, he realized that his voice was hoarse, like an old and broken bellows, hoarse and unpleasant.

"Do not talk."

Qi Hanzhi felt sorry for him and helped him up, letting Xie Xingchen sit on his lap. At the same time, he had a bowl of soup in his hand.

The medicine was dark and thick.

After stirring it with a medicine spoon, Qi Hanzhi scooped up a spoonful, brought it to Xie Xingchen's mouth, and coaxed: "Be good, drink the medicine."

Xie Xingchen almost vomited after just one glance. Even if Qi Hanzhi personally fed him, he wouldn't be able to drink it.

Qi Hanzhi said helplessly, "Disciple, be obedient."

Xie Xingchen tightened his lips and his eyes were full of resistance, quite like a woman from a good family refusing to obey, "No, it's painful."

This medicine tastes bitter just from the smell.

He would rather have a high fever, speak with a hoarse voice, and wait for his recovery.

Anyway, this is how it used to be.

Qi Hanzhi put down the bowl.

He seemed to have expected that Xie Xingchen would not drink. When he opened his palm, he found a pine nut candy in his palm.

Xie Xingchen's eyes suddenly lit up.

Why hasn't he eaten candy since he went to school? He has almost forgotten the sweet taste.

"When I buy medicine, I just take it with me. I know you won't drink the medicine obediently."

Qi Hanzhi twisted the candy, stuffed it into Xie Xingchen's mouth, and rested his fingertips on Xie Xingchen's lips lovingly.

Xie Xingchen's tongue quickly spread a hint of sweetness, which almost entered his heart.

But the plain white finger on the lips has not moved away, still staying there.

Xie Xingchen said hoarsely: "Master?"

Why are your fingers still on his lips?

Qi Hanzhi asked: "Is candy delicious?"

Xie Xingchen smiled and nodded.

Qi Hanzhi chuckled: "Then I'll try it as a teacher."

He removed his fingers, leaned over, kissed the soft lips, pried open the teeth, and captured the city.

So both of them tasted a piece of candy.

Qi Hanzhi breathed heavily and pushed Xie Xingchen into the quilt. His cold voice was stained with lust, "Do it again."

Xie Xingchen was horrified. He regretted it. He took medicine. Isn’t it enough to take medicine?

He tried to refuse with a hoarse voice, but it was too late, and it was useless no matter how much he begged.

After all, who told him not to take medicine before?

Pull the light.