Fast Travel: Crazy Criticism of Beauty Always Conspiring against Me

Ren Qinian sat on the side of the bed and approached him, the more Song Ci looked at him, his brows became tighter, as if what he was serving was not some hangover soup but some kind of poison.

"What the hell do you want to do?"

Ren Qinian shook his head and brought the rim of the bowl close to his lips, raised his hand to press the back of his neck, and poured it down forcefully, the movements of his hands were extremely rough.

The voice he spoke was really gentle, and he was tired of gentleness. He shook his head, with a bit of helplessness in his eyes, "Brother, when will you be more obedient?"

Song Ci was choked up by the bitter soup, his cheeks were covered with powder when he coughed, and his drooping hair was shaking slightly as he supported the edge of the bed with one hand, covering his sparkling amber eyes.

Ren Qinian's hand was still on the back of his neck, the skin under his hand was soft and delicate, his eyes froze, and he couldn't help pinching it.

Song Ci's pupils shrank subconsciously, as if an invisible electric current had passed into his mind, his arms softened instantly, and he fell into Ren Qinian's arms.

Ren Qinian's breathing was a little heavy, watching the bewildered Song Ci feel an indescribable hopelessness from the bottom of his heart.

I want to see him flustered, I want to see him show other emotions, I want to see him lose control, I want to see him cry, I want to hear him call his brother like before.

Ren Qinian reached out and lifted his hand near Song Ci's eyelids, leaving it at the end of his eyes, his collar was messy, and in a blink of an eye, he saw the delicate collarbone exposed on the side of the milky white skin.

Song Ci immediately grabbed his hand and threw it aside, "Ren Qinian, what are you going to do?!"

Ren Qinian realized that his palm had already rested on the young man's shoulder, and the thoughts that appeared in his heart became more and more intense, and he looked at Song Ci with deep eyes.

Immediately withdrew his hand, his expression turned cold, "It's nothing."

Seeing that Ren Qinian turned around and was about to leave, Song Ci laughed angrily. He didn't understand why Ren Qinian went crazy just now, how could he slap his ass and leave after offending him?

When he is here is a place where he can just talk and go?

He has such a good temper?

Song Ci directly blocked Ren Qinian's way, his eyes were as cold as ice blades, "What are you trying to do, just tell me, don't mess with me."

"Or do you think that I will be lenient to your behavior just now after not seeing you for so many years?"

Ren Qinian looked at Song Ci's lips that opened and closed inexplicably dry in his heart, and wanted to... licked his dry lips, his eyes fell on the top of his hair.

"Stop it."

He felt that he was really crazy now, to have such embarrassing thoughts about this, the person he hated the most and wanted to kill him soon, and he was a man.

Ren Qinian was in a daze.

Ren Qinian looked at Song Ci's cold eyes piercingly, and he felt bored. He pressed Song Ci's arm and pressed him down, "Song Ci, be good, or I will really hit you."

Song Ci sneered, even if his wrist was held by Ren Qinian, his mouth was merciless, "Hit me?"

"Heh, what do you dare to hit me with?"

Ren Qinian frowned, what he hated the most was Song Ci's arrogance and self-righteousness, which made him always feel like his dignity was being crushed on the soles of his feet. He thought that if his previous self would definitely kill him again, but now hearing such harsh words, he only felt chest tightness, and the sourness mixed in it almost made him unable to bear it.

Song Ci was not afraid of him at all, his eyes were still fixed on him.

"Why, you still want to kill me?"

Feeling the tingling pain on his arm, the man's palm pressed on his shoulder like iron pliers, almost breaking his shoulder blade.

Song Ci was not afraid of him, he knew that Ren Qinian would not dare.

Raising his leg to fight back, Ren Qinian quickly pressed on the thigh he raised.

The beautiful young man gritted his teeth, half-bent the other leg and slammed towards his lower body, allowing Qi Nian to pin him down with one leg across the middle.

This posture was too dangerous, Song Ci regretted doing it a little bit.

Ren Qinian was so close that even his breath hit his cheek, hot and hurried, Song Ci suddenly raised his head and looked at Ren Qinian.

"If you are making trouble, I will really hit you."

Those eyes were extremely dark, so dark without a trace of light, airtight, gloomy and depressing, Song Ci's heart skipped a beat when he was looked at by these eyes.

It felt like his neck was about to be bitten off in the next second.

"Ren Qinian, you let me go?!"

Ren Qinian obediently let go at this moment, and pulled Song Ci up from the ground, with a cold tone, "Don't try to use father as a shield, it's useless, father said that as long as you are disobedient, you will be beaten."

Song Ci knew that these words must be true, Ren Qinian, as Song Shenglin's dog, would definitely not lie about him.

Although he had his father's permission, he dared to touch himself like this today. Would he ride on his head to shit and pee another day? With a cold face, he raised his foot and kicked Ren Qinian's calf.

"Aren't you a cheap man! Why do you want to report to my father when you are a big man?! I never told my father what you said..."

Hearing this sentence, Ren Qinian's eyes froze when he looked at Song Ci, and he interrupted him directly, "What did you say? What did I say?"

Seeing him raise his hand to block the door, Song Ci pushed and closed the door violently.

The voice was cold and hard, "Why don't you know what you said yourself?"

Ren Qinian looked at the closed door and raised his hand to knock, "You open the door first, I really don't know, what did I say?"

Song Ci sat at the table and raised his hand to pour himself a cup of tea. He thought that Ren Qinian had left and planned to open the door to see Shen Yu, but he didn't expect that Ren Qinian was still standing by his door.

Song Ci rubbed between his brows irritably, "Why are you still here? Get lost, I don't want to see you!"

Ren Qinian reached out and grabbed his wrist.

"What do you think I said?"

Song Ci was really annoyed, the eyes in his eyes became colder and colder, the corners of his lips were also sneering, the way he looked at Ren Qinian was like looking at a vexatious clown.

"Ren Qinian, what are you pretending to be like with me?"

Ren Qinian really didn't know that the young master whom he had said that resented him so much, he sighed, "Speak clearly."

There was a smile on Song Ci's lips but there was no smile in his eyes: "Okay."

"I really want him to die, I really hope he dies on the way to Sioux City."

"Do you dare to say that you didn't say this sentence?"

Song Ci gradually approached Ren Qinian.

Ren Qinian was taken aback, his eyes panicked for a moment, he was indeed the one who said this, but at that time he really hated Song Ci, he hated him because...

But now, facing the aggressive tone of the young man and the dangerous look in his eyes that wished to cut him into pieces, especially when he knew that it was because of his previous words that he started, he couldn't help feeling a little flustered.

Ren Qinian kept his voice steady, looked at Song Ci with raised eyes, and shook his head, "I really hated you at that time."

"Why, now you know how to admit it?"

Song Ci sneered on the surface, but he was not happy at all in his heart.

"That was before, but now I realize that I was wrong." Ren Qinian raised his hand to touch Song Ci's hair, "It was unintentional at the time, and now I think about it, I regret it. Can you forgive me?"

Song Ci patted his hand away, and his tone was as cold as possible: "What are you pretending in front of me?"

"You still want me to forgive you, do you think I'm easy to cheat? Or do you think I'm a fool, I will forgive a person who always wants to die by himself?"