Chaotic Qin

Chapter 92

Seeing Ying Zheng's shy appearance for the first time, Qin Zichu couldn't help laughing happily, even suppressing his physical discomfort a lot.

His hearty laughter drifted far away with the wind.

The bitter wind whizzed past Qin Zichu, he closed his eyes, and felt the cold wind passing over his head.

Qin Zichu not only didn't feel uncomfortable, but felt a sense of joy, and his mood became more and more cheerful.

He hugged Ying Zheng's waist with one hand, and covered his mouth with the other, blocking the cold wind pouring into his mouth, and said, "Ah Zheng, gallop the horse, how soon can we go back?"

But the wind was so strong that it directly blew his voice away.

Ying Zheng could only feel the heat from Qin Zichu's mouth on his neck, but could not hear his voice.

He said loudly, "Zi Chu, what did you say?"

Qin Zichu had no choice but to raise his voice, shouting: "I ask you, how long will it take to ride back to Xianyang?"

"It's half the time faster than taking a carriage." After Ying Zheng answered his question, he immediately said unhappily: "Shut up, you should have a stomachache in a while!"

Qin Zichu chuckled behind him, raised his hand to cover Ying Zheng's neck exposed to the cold wind, and moved up and down very small, trying to warm his body that was hit by the cold wind.

Qin Zichu immediately felt the muscles under his palm tense.

He leaned forward curiously, trying to touch Ying Zheng's Adam's apple, but he stopped short and laughed to himself.

How could he forget that Ying Zheng's puberty hasn't started yet?

Ying Zheng doesn't have an Adam's apple at all now!

Feeling the endlessly warm fingers touching his neck, Ying Zheng sighed in his heart: Qin Zichu didn't know how dangerous his actions were.

If other people put their hands on my vitals, without any reason, I will definitely kill him.

But facing Qin Zichu who doesn't know how to live or die, my heart softens.

Holding the rein with one hand, Ying Zheng raised his hand to pat Qin Zichu's back.

Qin Zichu immediately thought that Ying Zheng was uncomfortable with his movements following the galloping horse, so he quickly let go of his fingers.

But in the next moment, his fingers were tightly held by Ying Zheng, who led him forward and held them together on the rein.

Ying Zheng said in a low voice: "How about I teach you how to ride a horse? I can't protect you all the time, in case something unexpected happens. If you learn how to ride a horse, you can escape by yourself."

"Okay." Qin Zichu accepted Ying Zheng's proposal without any hesitation, and the arm around the young man's waist stretched out from his armpit, and Ying Zheng took the reins together.

Qin Zichu really can't be called talented in this aspect.

Ever since his movement changed from hugging Ying Zheng's waist to holding the reins, the whole person on the horse's back became swaying from side to side, back and forth, as if he might fall off the horse's back at any time.

Ying Zheng was covered in cold sweat from being frightened by Qin Zichu, and the speed of his ascension became slower and slower, and finally it simply turned into letting the horse under him take a leisurely walk.

Finally, when it was time to rest at the post station, Ying Zheng finally breathed a sigh of relief.

He slid off the horse, and when he looked up, he found that Qin Zichu was looking at him with a strong pleading look in his eyes.

"What's wrong with Zi Chu?" Ying Zheng asked puzzled.

Qin Zichu shook his arms, smiled awkwardly and said, "Can you help me? My legs have been stiff and I can't seem to move."

Ying Zheng couldn't help laughing.

He nodded and stretched out his arm, Qin Zichu immediately put his trembling hand into Ying Zheng's.

With a strong hand, Ying Zheng pulled Qin Zichu into his arms.

He suddenly stretched out his arms to wrap around Qin Zichu's waist, and said with a flat expression, "You can't stand still, are you? It's the same as riding a horse for the first time. After a long time, you won't be so nervous."

Qin Zichu stood leaning against Ying Zheng for a while, and then pushed Ying Zheng away when the muscles on his thighs gradually became less stiff.

He said gratefully: "Well, I see. Let's continue riding the horse tomorrow and try, maybe it will get better after a long time."

Ying Zheng said deliberately: "Take a hot bath at night, and I will press it for you. When I first learned how to ride a horse, it was similar."

Qin Zichu was fully focused by the dark history of Ying Zheng's self-destruction, and couldn't help but imagine Ying Zheng lying on the bed and crying in his mind.

Therefore, he must not have realized Ying Zheng's language trap at all, and replied very naturally: "Okay."

A look of pride flashed across Ying Zheng's eyes.

He slightly lowered his head to support Qin Zichu's arm, and said calmly: "Let's go, go in and lie down for a while, and get some rest early at night."

Qin Zichu followed Ying Zheng into the room without any precaution.

Not long after, the two of them were soaking naked together in the bathtub, which was prepared by them.

Qin Zichu lay on his back in the bathtub, his cheeks were red and his lips were slightly parted.

There was wet sweat on his forehead, his body was sinking and floating in the slightly rippling water, shining with a seductive luster, and depressing low moans came out from his nasal cavity one after another.

"Ah, aha... Ah Zheng, that's enough... Lighten up... Ah!" Qin Zichu suddenly grasped the wall of the barrel, his whole body tensed up, his back was like a bow that was stretched to the extreme, bending out an extremely beautiful arc Wire.

One of his legs was placed on Ying Zheng's shoulder, his instep was tense, and his five toes were curled up.

Yingzheng's palm trembled undetectably, but the next moment, he squeezed Qin Zichu's inner thigh muscles more and more.

Ying Zheng was a little unhappy and said, "Can you stop calling me that. I just pinched your legs!"

Qin Zichu raised his hand to wipe the sweat off his forehead, and gave Ying Zheng a dissatisfied look.

With a bit of ridicule, he glanced over the part between Yingzheng's legs that didn't match his height, and said with a smile, "What's wrong with me? Can I call you hard?"

Ying Zheng glared at Qin Zichu angrily, took a deep breath, and said with a depressed expression, "If I can get hard, do you think you can still let me massage your legs in such a leisurely way?"

Qin Zichu leaned forward, his long legs fell back into the water with a "pop!", and the splash of water hit Ying Zheng's face.

He stretched out his hand to wipe off the water droplets on Ying Zheng's face, pinched Ying Zheng's chin with his finger and shook it, and said with a smile: "Yes, I just bully you on purpose because I know you can't do anything now."

Before Ying Zheng could answer, Qin Zichu had slowly put away the smile on his face.

He said seriously: "Ying Zheng, that's the kind of person I am. Being a son to me is different from being a lover to me. As a father, I can provide you with the warmth you want. But once our relationship becomes I've changed, I can't be tolerant to you as before, and I will even trouble you for no reason, and deliberately provoke you. Have you figured out what kind of 'Qin Zichu' you really want?"

Ying Zheng was shocked by Qin Zichu's words.

He looked at Qin Zichu's unpredictable expression.

After a long time, Ying Zheng held Qin Zichu in his arms and said happily, "Okay, that's what I've been waiting for."

Qin Zichu patted Ying Zheng's back, and said gently, "Then, grow up as soon as possible. I'll give you a chance after you have completely replaced your teeth."

Ying Zheng's body froze, and he couldn't help sticking out his tongue and licking along his gums.

... He still has a whole set of deciduous teeth, not a single one is loose.

"Don't you think it's too late?" Ying Zheng tightened his grip on Qin Zichu, not even daring to meet his face when he spoke.

Qin Zichu stroked Yingzheng's back comfortingly, and said gently but firmly: "I absolutely don't want to tell the other party when kissing, 'Honey, your baby teeth are about to fall out. Don't lick them indiscriminately, the new teeth will grow crooked' This kind of words. All teeth replacement is over, this is already my limit."

"But 'I will only be given a chance after I change my teeth'——Qin Zichu, don't you really think your request is too much?" Ying Zheng said relentlessly.

Ying Zheng deeply remembers that his last tooth was replaced when he was 15 years old.

If wisdom teeth are added, the time will be delayed until the age of 22!

If Qin Zichu really insisted on this request stubbornly, how old would he be before he could be comforted by his beloved?

"Not at all, I don't intend to talk about relationship issues with young children - in my time, it was against the law." Qin Zichu insisted.

He pushed away Ying Zheng's dead body in his arms, and crawled out of the tub all at once.

Sitting in the water, Ying Zheng looked at Qin Zichu's resolute attitude, and finally softened his attitude.

He asked resignedly: "What age is the 'young boy' you mentioned?"

Qin Zichu wiped the water off his body, turned his head and smiled at Ying Zheng, and said word by word: "Those who are under 14 years old will go to jail, um, thinking that there are still more than eight years left, I am very happy."

After finishing speaking, he put on his clothes, strode out of the bathroom, and left Ying Zheng here alone.

Qin Zichu thought in his heart: You little brat, do you really think I didn't notice that you were taking advantage of me by changing tricks along the way?

Today, I will let you taste how aggrieved it is to "bear it beyond the limit and bear it all over again".

╮(╯▽╰)╭ You have to taste it carefully.

Ying Zheng sat in the water in silence for a long time, raised his hand to wipe his face, and said to himself: "I used to be afraid that he was always afraid of me, but now I miss him a little bit when he was well-behaved and compliant. But now, it's really good ,very good……"

...but eight years...

I have always felt particularly unhappy until there are still eight years left.

Back in the room, Qin Zichu immediately instructed He: "Put Ah Zheng's bedding farther away."

He was puzzled, but she knew that Qin Zichu had an awkward fight with Ying Zheng and his son a few years ago.

Without Qin Zichu's instructions, He immediately pulled Yingzheng's quilt to the farthest position from Qin Zichu.

Unexpectedly, Qin Zichu suddenly said, "Don't put it so far away, just two arms' distance will do."

He was taken aback when he heard Qin Zichu's words, and hurriedly pulled back the quilt.

She carefully peeked at the expression on Qin Zichu's face, and found that the corners of his eyes and brows were full of smiles, she quickly lowered her head and hurried out of the room.

He thought in his heart: I don't know what the young master and the young master are arguing about again, why do they look like they want to tease the young master non-stop.

Qin Zichu looked at Ying Zheng with a smile, even if he stretched his legs, he couldn't touch his bed, and the corners of his mouth curled up in satisfaction.

He lay down under the blanket in a happy mood, closed his eyes and quietly waited for Ying Zheng to appear.

Sure enough, when Ying Zheng stepped into the room and saw this scene, he immediately stopped in his tracks.

His eagle-like eyes immediately fell on the corner of Qin Zichu's raised mouth for a long time, and finally stepped forward, pushing the quilt directly to Qin Zichu's side.

Across the quilt, Ying Zheng grasped Qin Zichu's wrist with precision.

He chuckled softly, "Zi Chu, we're not really kids playing around, is it fun to play like this?"

Qin Zichu turned his face sideways and blinked at him, then smiled lightly and said, "I think you're enjoying it."