You are planning something evil: Don’t come here, my yandere disciple.

Shen Qi said: "I love you, Master."

Because of the pain and excessive blood loss, his face was pale and his whole body looked sickly and pale. He asked: "Master, do you believe it now?"

Jiang Suiwan was frozen there, not daring to move. There was a sticky and hot touch in his palms. He could even feel the beating veins of his heart. The beating sound was like thunder, powerful and heavy. It hit Jiang Suiwan in the palm of his hand, and then spread to his soul and heart.

too crazy.

Jiang Suiwan had never seen such a crazy person.

He didn't dare to move, he was afraid of touching that pliable heart, he was afraid of Shen Qi's pain, and he was even more afraid of Shen Qi's death.

Jiang Suiwan spoke, his throat a little hoarse and dry, as if he hadn't spoken for a long time, "...does it hurt?"

After he finished speaking, he realized that he had asked nonsense.

Shen Qi looked at him for a while, then smiled softly: "Master, are you feeling sorry for me?"

The smile was light and somewhat sad.

"It hurts. But when I think about Master leaving, this pain is nothing."

Shen Qi was soaked in cold sweat and asked intermittently: "Master, since you are afraid of the disciple's pain... then why do you insist on leaving... the disciple?"

Jiang Suiwan's thin lips moved but said nothing.

Seeing this, Shen Qi leaned forward and kissed him gently.

Shen Qi's lips were very cold, soft and cold at the touch, like a frosty feather falling on his lips.

It was Jiang Suiwan who held Shen Qi's lifeline in his hands, but he didn't dare to move or struggle.

The human heart is very fragile.

Seeing this, Shen Qi put his forehead against his, and his warm breath entangled with Jiang Suiwan's breath: "Master, do you hate your disciple's touch?"

When Jiang Suiwan heard this, he was stunned for a moment.

He really didn't feel any disgust just now. Maybe it was because Shen Qi's kiss just now was too light, or maybe it was because his heart was too confused at the moment.

"Master is silent," Shen Qi coughed lightly, his breath was a little unsteady, and the strength in his hand relaxed, he said: "Disciple, just pretend that Master is no longer annoying."

Jiang Suiwan finally broke free from Shen Qi's hand, and he carefully pulled out with Shen Qi's weak and weak hand.

Shen Qi saw the worry in his eyebrows and smiled: "Master..."

"Stop talking." Jiang Suiwan interrupted, "I'll heal your wounds."

Jiang Suiwan's hands were covered in blood, and the blood seemed to be warm, making his eyes red.

"Master, I'm sorry." Shen Qi held his blood-covered hand, lowered his head piously, and kissed his palm gently, "Disciple, I soiled you."

After he finished speaking, he carefully wiped the blood on Jiang Suiwan's hands. Because of his actions, blood flowed out from the wound on his chest.

"Don't move." Jiang Suiwan's eyes were very red. He wanted to push Shen Qi away, but he was afraid of hurting him, so he stopped moving and just used his spiritual power to heal Shen Qi's wounds bit by bit, repairing the wounds on his heart.

Shen Qi looked up at him, his lips were stained with blood and looked charming, "Master, I'm fine, don't worry,"

"It's just that I may have to sleep for a while," he held Jiang Suiwan's wrist in a gesture of retention, "I will wake up soon. Master, please don't leave me, okay?"

"Master, just stay with me, and my injury will heal on its own."

"Master," Shen Qi said, coughing up a mouthful of blood.

Jiang Suiwan made a move and looked at him in a panic, then he saw the burning love in Shen Qi's demonic eyes.

"...Okay." Jiang Suiwan nodded in agreement in a panic.

Shen Qi's lips, which were always bright and crimson, were as pale as paper. Hearing Jiang Suiwan's words, he smiled and then closed his eyes in relief.

"...Shen Qi?!" Jiang Suiwan caught Shen Qi who fell down. The wound on his chest was not healed yet, and his bones were shattered by his own shock. The blood vessels in his heart were torn. It was very difficult to treat him. .

Jiang Suiwan healed his wounds, but his mood was complicated and difficult to understand.

As time passed slowly, Jiang Suiwan discovered that the wounds on Shen Qi's body were healing slowly on their own.

Broken bones are reborn, and the heart is gradually restored.

However, this process should be excruciatingly painful, so even in a coma, Shen Qi frowned tightly, cold sweat fell from his forehead, and his face was as pale as ice and snow.

Why bother?

Jiang Suiwan fed him a pill that melted in his mouth. Shen Qi resisted at first, but quickly dropped his guard when Jiang Suiwan's fingertips touched him.

Jiang Suiwan sighed as he looked at his unsuspecting appearance.

Even if you are so crazy and perverted in front of him, do you still trust him completely in your heart?

Jiang Suiwan took back his hand, looking for any painkillers, but was grabbed by the sleeve by Shen Qi, who was in a coma.

Shen Qi's frown deepened, as if something terrible had happened.

After being screwed by Shen Qi like this, Jiang Suiwan could probably guess what he was thinking. So he reached out and held Shen Qi's wrist, "I won't leave, I'm here."

Shen Qi held his wrist and gradually became obedient.

Jiang Suiwan: "..."

……

After Jiang Suiwan thought twice, he took Shen Qi back to Wangyue City.

He sent a message to Yun Fei Yi Li Su and the others so that they did not have to worry about him.

Inn.

In this way, Jiang Suiwan stayed and took care of Shen Qi for about half a month.

Jiang Suiwan felt a headache as he looked at the bed, which was almost healed but still unconscious.

What made him even more troubled was that Shen Qi actually had a fever.

Jiang Suiwan unbuttoned Shen Qi's clothes and saw that there were no wounds on his chest near his heart. But for some reason, there was a cinnabar mole as red as blood on his heart.

He stretched out his fingers and placed them on the mole, channeling his spiritual energy to check the healing status of Shen Qi's heart.

Every time Jiang Suiwan saw the mole, he would subconsciously feel palpitations. He would always think of the feeling of Shen Qi's heart beating in the palm of his hand. The creepy feeling seemed to be engraved in his bones. .

Even after so many days, he still feels fear, anger, shock and heartache.

Shen Qi's healing speed was abnormally fast. Obviously yesterday, he still had a scar as big as a fist on his heart.

If that's the case...then how much harm did Shen Qi suffer that he couldn't see on the way to becoming the Demon Lord?

Jiang Suiwan was thinking about it, and for a moment he was lost in thought. His fingertips fell on the cinnabar mole and he forgot to move it away.

In a daze, a hot hand suddenly grasped his finger.

Jiang Suiwan was startled. Is Shen Qi awake?

He looked down and met a pair of particularly chaotic and blurred purple eyes.

Jiang Suiwan: "..." Is Shen Qi confused?

Shen Qi was indeed burned out. His consciousness was in chaos, and his whole body seemed to be trapped in a dream shrouded in thick fog.

But this did not prevent him from recognizing Jiang Suiwan and the master he had longed for.

So he grabbed the finger that was on his heart and put it to his lips and kissed it, his movements clean and neat, all in one go.

There was a moist and hot touch on his fingertips. Jiang Suiwan's heart skipped a beat, and his eyelids also twitched, wanting to slap Shen Qi.

You haven't forgotten to act like a hooligan even if you're not conscious, right?

But he soon realized that Shen Qi was now a patient and could not be beaten.

And... Shen Qi is a pervert.

He remembered that when he was in the demon world, Shen Qi was slapped* by him, and also recalled the several times when Shen Qi was forced to hit him subconsciously. He was so awakened that he even became more excited and cruel to him, like a wild beast in a rage.

Thinking of the scene at that time, Jiang Suiwan's face darkened. He coldly pulled out his hand, but when he was about to escape, Shen Qi grabbed his wrist again.

Shen Qi had a fever, his cheeks were flushed, and he looked as gorgeous as a seductive demon.

He put his side face against Jiang Suiwan's palm and rubbed it gently.

He looked at Jiang Suiwan. Because his eyes were blurred and he was not conscious, his eyes seemed to be filled with the peach blossom color of March in the world, revealing a hazy tenderness: "Master, don't leave me."

"I am the most obedient."

Jiang Suiwan, who had just felt a little sad after hearing the first half of the sentence, almost sneered uncontrollably when he heard the last sentence.

Obedient, why did Shen Qi have the nerve to say this?