[Quick Pass] Sick and Childhood Cultivation System

"Xingzhi, I don't worry about you, I'll go with you." Shen Yun was already dressed, and he gently kneaded Su Xingzhi's tender face with a smile of enjoyment on his face.

"Hmm." Su Xingzhi stretched his waist, and gently patted Shen Yun's mischievous palm away, "Brother, I told you not to pinch your face, I've grown up."

Such an intimate behavior is already inappropriate, and it may even cause him to misunderstand.

"In my brother's eyes, Xingzhi will always be a child." Sensing Su Xingzhi's dodging eyes, Shen Yun let go of his hand, got up and helped him get the clothes he was wearing.

"Brother, I'll do it myself."

After Su Xingzhi finished washing, Shen Yun had already prepared breakfast.

"Brother still knows me well and knows what I like to eat." Su Xingzhi ate the buns and drank the porridge, while Shen Yun just watched.

Su Xingzhi almost got hairy from being looked at, "Brother, don't you want to eat?"

"I've already eaten." Shen Yun leaned over slightly, and touched the corner of Su Xingzhi's mouth with some porridge with his fingertips.

Su Xingzhi retreated subconsciously, trying to avoid this ambiguous move.

Shen Yun was dazed for a moment, and then smiled, "I'll take you to the exhibition hall when you're full."

"You really don't need to trouble yourself, brother." Su Xingzhi lowered his head and sipped his porridge, "I can go by myself, you're here to run an errand, don't worry about me."

Shen Yun patted Su Xingzhi's head, "That brother is gone."

"Goodbye, brother, I will pay attention to safety." Su Xingzhi watched Shen Yun change his shoes, wiped his mouth, and waved his hand to signal him to go to work with peace of mind.

After the door closed, Su Xingzhi heaved a sigh of relief.

This younger brother's accusation has reached a dangerous level, which makes him always frightened.

In a room separated by a wall, a man in a dark gray bathrobe tightly held the wine glass in his hand, with veins popping out of his palm.

The man sneered with a 'huh', "Is this the brother Shen Yun?"

On the LCD screen, Shen Yun's face with a doting smile was frozen, and the wine glass in the man's hand hit that face with a 'slap', the shattered glass shards reflected, scratched his palm, and a drop of blood slowly flowed out , on fair skin.

The man stuck out his scarlet tongue and licked the blood off his palm.

"The one who clearly said he would take me away with him is really a deceitful villain." The man licked his lips, as if reminiscing the sweet taste in his mouth, "You will be punished even if you cheat."

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Su Xingzhi sneezed, tied his shoelaces, and checked Gu Zexuan's location.

It shows that he is driving, and the positioning is slowly approaching the exhibition hall he is going to.

Sure enough, the same as in the original plot, this exhibition was hosted by Gu Zexuan, and many of them were his own works.

Su Xingzhi took a taxi to the exhibition hall. He wanted to meet Gu Zexuan, but he met his college classmate. The other party hugged him and asked, "I haven't seen you much recently. It's a coincidence that I met you here."

"Yes." In fact, he didn't remember this one.

"Why didn't you attend the class reunion recently?" Chen Ziqing complained a little, he was interested in Su Xingzhi, and originally wanted to catch up with him for fun.

"Recently, there have been several murders around me. My brother is worried that I will go out alone." Su Xingzhi casually looked at the paintings in the exhibition and responded.

"Have a drink." Chen Ziqing took two glasses of champagne and handed Su Xingzhi one.

"I don't know how to drink." Although Su Xingzhi took it, he didn't drink it.

"It's so shameless, it's good to be a classmate." Chen Ziqing took a sip of wine, and clinked glasses with Su Xingzhi again.

Su Xingzhi took a small mouthful.

Somebody accidentally bumped into Su Xingzhi, and all the champagne in his hand poured on Chen Ziqing.

Chen Ziqing frowned, held back her anger, and pretended to be a gentleman to appease the apologetic Su Xingzhi, "It's okay, I'll just go to the bathroom and wash up."

"I'm sorry, I don't know who hit me." Su Xingzhi wiped him with a tissue.

In the toilet, Chen Ziqing was cursing and cleaning the wine stains on her shirt, "Su Xingzhi, don't do it on purpose because you don't want to drink."

Looking at the mirror, Chen Ziqing scratched her hair a little irritably, "I just want to sleep with him, if I can't catch up with him, I can still have sex."

He patted his face, "Why are you so serious? You don't really want to talk about love. Let him sleep first."

Through the mirror, Chen Ziqing saw a tall man wearing a black beret walking in, subconsciously silenced, the man was tall and slender, with an indifferent aura, giving people a strong sense of oppression.

Chen Ziqing was a little apprehensive, washed her hands, turned around and was about to leave.

The man stood in front of him, his hair was disheveled under the brim of his hat, and his eyes were cold and frightening.

"Hey..." Chen Ziqing wanted to forcefully tell the other party to move out of the way, but when she touched the other party's eyes, she froze in an instant, "Are...what's the matter?"

"Who did you just say you were going to sleep with?"

Chen Ziqing: "..." Suddenly she didn't dare to speak.

"Really." The other party sighed and said, "I'm really courting death."

"What the hell do you mean?" Chen Ziqing panicked, the other party's horrified eyes made him realize that the 'court death' he said might not be a joke.

"If you like Su Xingzhi, I'll just give up this idea." Under pressure, Chen Ziqing retreated to the sink. He held onto the sink to barely stand still.

"I like it, I like it." He whispered softly, without the previous terror, "I like it so much... that I don't allow anyone to have dirty thoughts that shouldn't be there."

"So, go to hell."