Quick Wear: After being conquered by the male protagonist, he said I was sick

Perhaps it was because Jiang Que's gaze was not reserved, it fell nakedly on the young man who was wearing a disciple's uniform but no shoes. His beautiful eyes were clear and sharp, full of inquiry and scrutiny.

The young man stopped sweeping the floor, looked up, and looked at him with a smile while standing on the green steps eight or nine steps away from Jiang Que.

Although the face was not the same as before, the eyes, apart from the bloodthirsty red eyes, were exactly the same as before.

Jiang Que moved his lips and was about to speak when other disciples came up the stairs, panting.

Seeing Jiang Que was there too, he panted and greeted him politely: "Jiang, Senior Brother Jiang."

The original owner entered the sect early, so except for the ones at the top of the Kuhun Pavilion rankings who came earlier, the rest had to call him senior brother.

Jiang Que frowned, his eyes fixed on the young man who was sweeping the floor for him, pretending to be suspicious: "Who is this..."

"Brother, this is Master's new disciple Yan Shijiu. I am helping him get familiar with the sect."

The visitor took a breath, and seeing that the young man who was sweeping the floor was not wearing shoes, he got slightly angry and said, "Junior Brother Yan, if you are not dressed properly in the sect, you will be punished if the elders see you. Why don't you put on your shoes quickly?"

The young man was scolded and looked at Jiang Que unhappily with the broom in his hand. When he saw that Jiang Que ignored him, he sat down on the steps angrily and put on the shoes hanging behind his waist.

Jiang Que seemed to smell a hint of reluctant anger through his back.

This is how much I don't like wearing shoes.

Young man, don't get too involved in the play.

Can't win awards.

...

Dushengmen only recruits students once every three years.

It seems that these days are the enrollment period.

Yanhui frequently entered and exited the Dusheng Gate without being noticed. In addition to concealing his own demonic energy, he probably also had the seal of a new disciple.

In the original text, the male protagonist used the pseudonym Yan Shijiu and sneaked into the Dusheng Gate as a disciple.

Because of his outstanding appearance, Tang Qia spotted him at first sight among a group of ugly guys.

Not only is she good-looking, she also practices diligently. In just a few months, she successfully squeezed out the original owner of the vase, who was ranked last.

The original owner held a grudge and went further and further down the villain path.

Jiang Que still has to go to the outer sect to teach the outer sect disciples in the afternoon.

Yanhui currently uses the alias Yan Shijiu, and is being taken by other disciples to familiarize himself with the sect's affairs.

Because he is good-looking, a new disciple this year, and well-behaved and obedient, Tang Qia likes him very much.

As Yanhui is the male protagonist, the female protagonist will subconsciously be partial to him. She will privately teach him the secrets of cultivation and take him with her when she goes out.

Now everyone in the Dusheng Sect knows that Tang Qia has a very beloved little disciple, which causes many of the fellow disciples in the Kuhunxie to become jealous and secretly try to trip up the male protagonist.

In just over a month, every time Jiang Que passed by, he either saw Yanhui being bullied by other fellow disciples, or being ordered to fetch water, chop wood, and help this group of people wash clothes.

The originally white and tender little hands were now covered with scars from being worn out, and in the white disciple uniform, the boy looked thin and sad.

When he finally finished his work and returned to the house, the other brothers not only did not leave him any food, they also wet his bed, with all the leftover soup spilled on it.

The senior brothers who lived in the same room with him were arrogant and bullied others in groups.

Just because the boy won the master's favor with his good looks, they were unwilling and jealous, as if only by bullying others could they achieve that pathetic balance.

She stood at the head of the bed in disgust, with her head lowered and tears falling to the ground because of grievance.

The other brothers were still cracking melon seeds and chattering away, mocking the young man.

Since he is so loved by the Master, the children who are bullied will go to his parents to complain.

Waves of unpleasant words came into the ears, but no one saw the graceful and elegant fairy under the moonlight outside the door.