Quick Wear: An honest man is always criticized for forced love

Chapter 167 This is a good place to tattoo my name

"Kidnapping! Damn it!" Yang Zhiheng's voice rose several octaves, but then he raised his hand to cover his mouth as if he was guilty.

"No, who are you going to kidnap?" The confusion and shock in Yang Zhiheng's eyes were almost overflowing.

Although he had a vague idea of ​​who Xie Xubai was going to kidnap, he didn't expect that he would dare to do so when Chen Zhiwei was still here...

"No, Mr. Xie, don't scare me. Your mother is still here. You want to... kidnap someone? That's inappropriate, right?"

Yang Zhiheng scratched his hair and looked at Xie Xubai with eyes full of confusion.

Why kidnapping when they were living together? Yang Zhiheng's little head was filled with confusion.

"That's why I need your help." Xie Xubai turned to look at Yang Zhiheng and said in a calm voice.

While the two were talking, Shen Jun and Chen Zhiwei on the other end had already turned back.

Chen Zhiwei pulled Shen Jun aside and asked him what the abbot had said to him. Shen Jun only said that the abbot said a few words of blessing and then chatted for a while.

Seeing that he didn't want to talk more, Chen Zhiwei stopped asking questions and just focused her eyes on the three amulets in Shen Jun's hand.

"The abbot has already given you the amulet."

After she reminded him, Shen Jun remembered that he was still holding the amulet in his hand.

He replied belatedly, "Yes, they have given it to me, and told me to share it with them."

As Shen Jun spoke, he handed the amulet in his hand to Yang Zhiheng first. After he took it, he just said thank you.

When it came to Xie Xubai, it was not so easy. When he handed it over, whether intentionally or unintentionally, Xie Xubai's fingers rubbed against Shen Jun's fingertips and took the amulet.

A slightly itchy touch caused Shen Jun's palms to tremble, and he almost threw the amulet in his hand away.

But because of the presence of Chen Zhiwei and Yang Zhiheng, Shen Jun still held back.

He looked at Xie Xubai, but the words the abbot said to him when he met him just now emerged in his mind.

The first thing the abbot said to Shen Jun when they met was that it had been a long time since we last met.

Although Shen Jun also felt that he and the abbot were like old friends who had known each other for decades, Shen Jun felt extremely cordial when he met the abbot for the first time.

For some reason, Shen Jun also replied to the abbot, "Long time no see."

The abbot just smiled calmly and said, "Mr. Shen, do you still remember me?"

Shen Jun just shook his head when he heard this. The abbot was not surprised to see this. He just smiled and looked as if he understood.

"Mr. Shen, have you ever seen the nine-tailed fox sculpture standing in this courtyard?"

Shen Jun knew he was talking about the fox, so he nodded.

The abbot handed the brewed tea to Shen Jun, and then slowly said: "That was a good friend of mine who asked me to offer it here. Those who are destined to see it will see it again."

The abbot's words sounded a bit inexplicable and confusing, but he didn't seem to want to explain.

"Donor, I still say the same thing. It is destined by heaven, but it is not beyond human control. Instead of struggling and tangling, it is better to follow your heart."

The abbot's voice was calm and natural. As Shen Jun listened, his heart, which should have been calm, suddenly began beating wildly.

"Excuse my stupidity, but what do you mean, Abbot?"

The abbot did not answer after hearing this. He only picked up the tea in front of him, took a sip and said, "Donor Shen and your destined person have an unfathomable fate. Donor Shen will naturally know when the time is right."

His thoughts were instantly pulled back. Shen Jun looked at his and Xie Xubai's intertwined fingers and instantly pulled his fingers out.

The amulet fell into Xie Xubai's hands, but Shen Jun's fingertips still retained the warmth of Xie Xubai's body.

The destined person... Shen Jun raised his head and looked at Xu Bai in front of him to thank him, but he only took a glance and then hurriedly looked away.

On the way back, Shen Jun was a little uneasy all the way, because he had already told Chen Zhiwei that he was going back to school, so the car did not go back to Xie's house but drove towards the school.

On the way, Chen Zhiwei received a call saying that there was something urgent to deal with and he had to go there right away.

But Chen Zhiwei was worried about leaving the three of them in this desolate wilderness, so she called Uncle Wang and asked him to send someone to wait at the intersection on the outskirts of the city to pick them up and take them back to school.

It was obvious that Chen Zhiwei had really encountered an urgent matter. When they reached the meeting point, she only had time to hurriedly hand the three people over to Uncle Wang before leaving.

Shen Jun watched Chen Zhiwei leave before getting into the car.

Yang Zhiheng climbed into the passenger seat first, and Shen Jun had no choice but to sit in the back seat next to Xie Xubai.

The driver was a driver from the Xie family. He usually followed Chen Zhiwei and had a good relationship with Xie Xubai.

When the car was halfway through the drive, Xie Xubai's fingers casually tapped the window sill three times.

Then, Yang Zhiheng raised his hands to cover his mouth and nose without leaving any trace.

After a few seconds, the driver felt a little dizzy. He shook his head hard to keep himself awake, but his eyelids became heavier and heavier.

"Oh, master! Are you sleepy? Look at you, you didn't get enough rest last night. Pull over to the side of the road quickly, and let me take over driving." Yang Zhiheng suggested while looking at the drowsy driver in the driving seat.

After hearing what Yang Zhiheng said, the driver's slow brain seemed to have lost the ability to think independently. He nodded mechanically and then parked the car on the side of the road.

Yang Zhiheng hurriedly got out of the car, helped the driver into the passenger seat, and when he looked back, he saw Shen Jun in the back seat had already fainted and was lying in Xie Xubai's arms.

Yang Zhiheng shook his head, hurriedly got into the driver's seat, stepped on the accelerator and rushed towards the place designated by Xie Xubai.

When they arrived at the place, Yang Zhiheng saw that Xie Xubai was about to leave with Shen Jun in his arms, so he hurried forward to stop him.

"I'm not saying this, Old Xie, why did you do this? What will you say when he wakes up?" Yang Zhiheng looked at the unconscious Shen Jun in Xie Xubai's arms with concern and asked.

Xie Xubai only lowered his eyes to look at the person in his arms for a moment, then said calmly: "Don't worry about it, take the driver away first."

After he finished speaking, he carried Shen Jun and walked into the elevator in front of them.

The elevator went up and carried the two people to the third floor of the villa halfway up the mountain.

Xie Xubai held Shen Jun and slowly opened the door of a bedroom. What came into view was a room that had been specially treated.

The furnishings in the room were no different from Xie Xubai's room in the Xie family. The only difference was a chain nailed to the wall, which was just long enough to extend to the door of the room.

Xie Xu A Bi put Shen Jun on the bed, bent down and gently kissed him on the forehead.

The anesthetic drug would not make Shen Jun sleep for a long time. After Xie Xubai's actions, Shen Jun already showed signs of waking up.

Another kiss fell on Shen Jun's lips. Xie Xubai used the tip of his tongue to push open Shen Jun's tightly closed teeth, and lingered over every inch of Shen Jun's territory.

The scent of flowers filled his nose again, and Xie Xubai kissed it with a smile on his face.

He stretched out his hand, moving all the way up from under the hem of Shen Jun's shirt to just below his collarbone. Xie Xubai used a little force to pinch the shirt covering that patch of skin, and with a slight movement of his hands he tore the fragile fabric to pieces.

With a "swish", the shirt turned into a piece of rag in Xie Xubai's hands.

His fingers stroked the mark under Shen Jun's collarbone for a moment, and a hint of paranoia and madness flashed in his eyes.

"I said, this place is perfect for tattooing my name."