Quick Wear: The Sickly Boss Is Addicted to Spoiling Me

Shen Xi woke up slowly, feeling dizzy and the aftereffects of a hangover were still playing a role.

When he gradually regained consciousness, he was suddenly shocked to find that the place he was in was completely different from the one he was in last night.

All I saw were familiar arrangements, carved beds, old wooden tables...

Outside the window, tall bamboos swayed in the breeze, their branches and leaves rubbed against each other, making a rustling sound. The faint light, as if carefully held by someone, gently sprinkled into the house through the gap in the window, and spread pieces of golden shadows on the ground.

Shen Xi frowned and subconsciously tried to prop himself up and sit up.

However, as soon as he moved, he heard the crisp sound of iron chains.

His heart tightened, and he looked in the direction of the sound, only to see a silver chain tied around his ankle. The chain looked thin, and it shone coldly in the dim light. It seemed to have some strange restrictions, and it glowed with a faint light, so he couldn't open it no matter how hard he tried.

At this moment, Shen Xi noticed the marks on his body. His neck was covered with ambiguous kiss marks of varying shades, some of which were slightly purple, revealing some signs of indulgence.

There were also a few shallow scratches on his chest, which were marks left by the deep passion last night.

The corners of his mouth twitched slightly, and the memories of last night came flooding back.

Only then did Shen Xi realize that he was only wearing a thin inner garment. The coldness came from all directions, making him shiver uncontrollably.

He subconsciously reached for his waist, wanting to take out the magic weapon for storage and put on some clothes, but he touched nothing. Then he remembered that all the magic weapons for storage on his body had been taken away by Shen Xunzhi.

He sighed helplessly. In his current state, he couldn't even buy a piece of clothing to cover his body.

After a long while, Shen Xi finally forced himself to get out of bed.

The silver chain made crisp sounds as he moved. Strangely, the length of the chain could change according to his actions.

He tried to take a few steps forward, but found that no matter how hard he tried, he just couldn't touch the window or the door. He could only move freely in the limited space in the room.

It felt like being controlled by an invisible hand, and all actions were restricted within a certain range. Shen Xi felt a little amused, he raised his head and began to carefully look at the place where he was trapped.

When he saw this, he couldn't help but be stunned.

The decoration here is exactly the same as Bingyue Peak, and every detail is as if it were a replica.

He slowly walked to the scratched wooden table, reached out his hand and gently stroked the familiar marks on the table, as if he had returned to the days at Bingyue Peak.

Thinking of this, a light chuckle escaped from the corner of his mouth, and he murmured to himself: "You remember the details here so clearly?" There was a subtle hint of complex emotions in his voice.

In this boring space, Shen Xi could only pass the time by reading.

He picked up a book on the table and flipped through the pages, but his mind was not on the book at all.

His eyes drifted out of the window from time to time, watching the sky gradually darken. In this way, he stayed in this place until the evening, feeling bored.

Finally, when night fell and everything was quiet, the door of the yard was opened with a creaky sound.

When Shen Xi heard the voice, he immediately put down the book in his hand and turned to look at Shen Xunzhi who pushed open the door.

"Master..." Shen Xunzhi called softly, with a hint of intimacy in his voice.

The moment Shen Xunzhi saw him, a smile broke out on his face. That smile was still as innocent and harmless as before, as if the person who desperately demanded from Shen Xi last night was not him.

He quickly walked to the bed, sat on the edge, and started talking to him.

"I was a little busy today discussing the ceasefire, so I couldn't spare the time to accompany Master. Please don't blame me, Master."

His tone was gentle, as if he was talking about something very ordinary.

Shen Xi looked at him, his lips tightly closed, and said nothing.

His eyes were cold and sharp, staring straight at Shen Xunzhi, as if trying to see through his heart.

Shen Xunzhi naturally knew why he was silent. After all, if someone did such a thing to him, he would not give that person a good face.

But he ignored Shen Xi's cold attitude and continued talking to himself, as if he wanted to tell Shen Xi all his experiences of the day.

And just talking to Shen Xi was not enough to satisfy him. As he spoke, he stretched out his hand and gently held Shen Xi in his arms.

His movements seemed gentle, but they carried an irresistible force.

Shen Xi wanted to struggle, but he held her tighter.

"Master, have you ever thought about me in these three years?"

Shen Xunzhi held Shen Xi tightly in his arms, his whole body almost pressed against his back, his head slightly tilted, whispering in his ear.

The voice seemed to be squeezed out from the depths of the soul, with a hint of almost crazy persistence. Every word was wrapped in the longing and desire accumulated over the past three years. The hot breath sprayed on Shen Xi's neck, making him tremble slightly.

Shen Xunzhi originally had a look of anticipation on his face, with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, but as Shen Xi continued to remain silent, the smile gradually froze and his eyes became darker.

His good mood seemed to be instantly shattered by a sudden storm. The hands that were originally gently around Shen Xi tightened unconsciously, and his slender fingers sank deeply into the skin of Shen Xi's arms, as if wanting to rub him into his body.

He could no longer suppress his emotions, and he opened his mouth slightly to hold Shen Xi's ear, gently stroking the soft earlobe with his teeth, as if venting his dissatisfaction. Then, he gradually increased the strength of his hand holding Shen Xi's, and his knuckles turned white due to the force.

Suddenly, he bit Shen Xi's ear as if as a punishment. Although the force was not enough to break the skin and cause bleeding, it was enough to make Shen Xi feel pain.

"I almost forgot that Master already has a new disciple."

Shen Xunzhi loosened his teeth, his voice full of resentment and self-mockery, with a barely perceptible choke in his tone. "How could you miss me, someone who left you a long time ago?"

When he spoke the last few words, his voice was so low that it was almost inaudible, as if these words were his most unspeakable pain.

His eyes revealed a wounded look, like a wild animal abandoned by its master, angry and helpless. At this moment, he had completely lost the calmness and dignity he usually had in front of everyone, and was left with only a heart full of grievances and a desire to possess Shen Xi.