Taoist Quick Wear

"Brother Si, are you thirsty?"

Yin Siting racked her brains and choked out a sentence.

"Thirsty." Si Qingheng wanted to see what tricks Yin Siting was going to play.

"Then do you want tea?" Yin Siting stared at Si Qingheng eagerly, hoping that he would drink it early and lose his ability to move.

"I won't drink." A happy smile appeared on Si Qingheng's lips.

Didn't Yin Siting want to see him smile?

Now, he is just happy from the bottom of his heart.

"..." Yin Siting was speechless for a moment.

Young Master Yin, who was hiding under the bed, also wanted to scold his mother.

Damn Si Qingheng! What the hell is going on with you! You are so annoying!

"Here, bring me a bowl of beef noodles, make it more spicy, and bring me a pot of herbal tea."

Si Qingheng was indeed a little hungry.

I was too busy before and didn't bother to eat.

"Young Marshal, wait a moment." The people guarding outside heard him speak, and were about to leave when they heard Si Qingheng ask:

"Cui Cui, are you hungry?"

"No." Yin Siting was about to cry and didn't want to eat at all.

Si Qingyan didn't expect that Si Qingheng could still eat noodles...

Of course, he also wanted to eat some.

It turned out to be spicy beef noodles! The chewy noodles, coupled with the broth made from beef bones, the fragrant spicy oil, and a layer of real beef...

Just thinking about it, I feel like squatting in this cupboard is boring.

Soon, the noodles Si Qingheng asked for were delivered.

It was just as fragrant as Si Qingyan expected. Maybe a little too much chili oil was added, and the smell was even worse. It penetrates the nose vigorously and makes people fascinated.

"Gugu..."

Maybe pregnant women get hungry faster, but Yin Siting doesn't say it with her mouth, but her body is very honest.

"You really don't want to eat?"

"If you want to eat it, I'll ask them to make you a non-spicy bowl."

Si Qingheng casually picked up the beef with his chopsticks and was very satisfied with the soft and firm tripe inside.

Yin Siting stroked her belly and nodded firmly.

No matter how hungry you are, you cannot starve your children.

Si Qingheng went out and asked someone to make another bowl for Yin Siting. He gave instructions carefully and carefully.

Young Master Yin who was hiding under the bed almost cursed Si Qingheng!

Young Master Yin would cough when he smelled smoke or spicy food, and he couldn't stop coughing. He couldn't move at this moment, let alone make any noise, otherwise Si Qingheng would come looking for the mouse and it would be all over. He could only humbly curl up his body slightly, then carefully stuff the clothes into his mouth, and bite on it.

How hateful!

It was too painful to resist the urge to sneeze.

The itching in the throat was like a monster with teeth and claws, almost breaking through the body.

Can't type it out! Hold it!

It was discovered that everything was over!

Endure the calm for a while! Hold it!

However, when Si Qingheng ate the noodles, he had to turn them over to let the spicy flavor spread more thoroughly...

His clothes were bitten to pieces, and Young Master Yin even started to feel dizzy, and then kept shaking...

Bear with me!

The reason why he is so depressed now is because he is not as patient as Si Qingheng! Si Qingheng's endurance skills are at the level of a king. Si Qingheng can endure anything!

He, Young Master Yin, can defeat Si Qingheng tonight, why can't he still endure this small bowl of noodles?

However, it is always difficult to suppress the body's instincts, especially farting, burping and sneezing...

It’s so painful, so uncomfortable, so tormenting, and I feel like my life has reached its peak.

Si Qingyan was also a little hungry, so she might as well wait until she got out of the cupboard to eat a bowl of beef noodles.

Yin Siting's bowl of noodles was also served.

Beef aroma doubled.

The urge to sneeze doubled.

Young Master Yin was so impatient that he had to bite his fingers. He was shaking as if he had epilepsy, but he was trying his best to restrain himself and not let himself touch things.

"The eldest young master used to cough and sneeze when he smelled spicy food. I was with him all day long and couldn't even eat spicy food. He would get angry when he smelled it."

Si Qingheng said with a happy expression.

Yin Siting thought about it. When she was a child, she ate fish head with chopped pepper and thought it was delicious. She wanted to have it every few days. Later, her brother told her why eating spicy food was not good and refused to let her eat spicy dishes. I haven’t had anything spicy in years.

This was the first time she had known about her brother in these years.

"Do you want to eat or not?"

Si Qingheng picked out a piece of beef and asked Yin Siting.

She suddenly understood the taste that she always wanted to eat recently but couldn't think of what to call it...

Yin Siting nodded.

The beef is especially delicious after being dipped in spicy oil. It is fragrant and very delicious.

"If it's spicy, eat a few more noodles." Si Qingheng smiled kindly.

Yin Siting nodded and decided to coax Si Qingheng to drink tea after she was full. This noodle was unexpectedly delicious. Perhaps the piece of beef awakened her long-dormant taste buds. She was so absorbed in eating that she completely forgot about Young Master Yin who was waiting under the bed...

Young Master Yin wanted to rush out from under the bed and kill Si Qingheng directly.

However, Si Qingheng must have a gun in his hand. With his level of insidiousness, he would definitely bring a firearm to protect himself. Young Master Yin used to be aloof, but now he is so depressed that he can't even get a gun... He can only count on Yin Siting to poison Si Qingheng.

I can't hold back my tears...

Before this, Young Master Yin secretly discussed matters such as overthrowing Si Qingheng with his friends in the army, but was turned away by the group.

Although several people were mobilized later, it was still far from enough compared to the power in Si Qingheng's hands. Young Master Yin agreed with them that if Si Qingheng died, they would rush out to stand on his side, but as long as Si Qingheng was alive, they would never overstep their boundaries.

Of course, those people would not send a letter to Si Qingheng.

Those who have made it to the top are all old-timers, and Young Master Yin did not look for Si Qingheng's diehards. That is not to seek a job, but to die. For things like this, you can only lobby those whose needs are not met.

"You..."

Yin Siting pointed at Si Qingheng in disbelief, and suddenly her limbs became weak, and she slumped in a chair, with her whole body weak.

The noodles are actually...

He actually... came from behind!

"Unexpected?" Si Qingheng showed a gentle and pleasant smile.

Yin Siting shook her head with difficulty.

She really didn't expect that Si Qingheng would actually put drugs in the noodles...

Si Qingheng patted Yin Siting's head, like patting a puppy.

"Brother, be careful!"

Yin Siting said every word with great effort, hoping that her reminder could help Young Master Yin who was hiding under the bed.

Si Qingheng put drugs in the noodles, he must have discovered his brother!

Young Master Yin was in a trance when he heard this, and felt a little painful.

Could it be that Si Qingheng knew that he was hiding here, and then deliberately ate spicy food?

Why is he so insidious?

Is he still a human?

"Oh... So the young master is here too?"

Si Qingheng suddenly realized, his eyes turned around, and finally stopped under the bed.

In addition to the cabinet, there is only one place under the bed where people can hide.

Qingyan hid in the cabinet, so the young master should be hiding under the bed.

Yin Siting didn't know what expression to show.

So... Si Qingheng didn't know?

So he knows now.

"Young Master, should I invite you out, or do you come out by yourself?"

Si Qingheng's voice was very gentle, as if he was entertaining an old friend who had not seen each other for many days.

Si Qingyan felt a little regretful, why didn't he invite me out?

"Ah---"

Young Master Yin didn't hold it in any longer. He sneezed twice, his nose was sore and tears were flowing. Then he lifted the red bed sheet and got out.

"It's a pity that I planned so much, but finally fell into this stupid woman's hands."

Young Master Yin had a very long scar on his face, which looked very hideous.

After hearing his words, Yin Siting's fine and long eyelashes trembled and a few tears fell. She felt regretful, sad, and a little disappointed.

"You are useless, don't blame others."

Si Qingheng gestured to Young Master Yin to take a seat.

"I am like this now, all thanks to you."

Young Master Yin smiled, and did not refuse. He walked with a limp, patted the dust on his body, and sat next to Si Qingheng.

"Drink tea." Si Qingheng pointed to the cup of tea poured by Yin Siting.

"..."Young Master Yin and Yin Siting were silent together.

"Why, I didn't poison the tea."

Si Qingheng showed a hearty smile.

"..."

Silence.

Yes, but Yin Siting and the others poisoned the tea.

Si Qingyan watched the development of the situation in the closet, eager to see what would happen next.

"You don't even give me this little face?"

Si Qingheng seemed a little disappointed, picked up the teacup, and was going to feed it to Yin Siting.

Young Master Yin was very entangled, and only stopped her when the teacup touched Yin Siting's lips--

"Don't--"

Although this woman is stupid, but... he can't watch her die after all.

"If she doesn't drink, then the young master will drink it." Si Qingheng handed the teacup to Young Master Yin.

"When did you know?" Young Master Yin asked.

"Don't talk nonsense, drink it quickly." Si Qingheng took out a loaded gun from his waist.

"I've been holding the gun, it's very tiring."

Si Qingheng's fingers have been on the trigger guard to prevent accidental discharge, and now they are a little numb. His tone was very calm, as if he was chatting with his family:

"You can drink it yourself, or I can give you a ride."

Yin Siting's eyes fell on the cup of tea.

Just losing the ability to move, my brother should be able to survive...

When the time comes, I'll beg Si Qingheng, maybe he can let them live.

Young Master Yin smiled bitterly, but he was somewhat convinced. He held the teacup and hesitated to put it into his mouth.

"If I had a gun..."

Young Master Yin had never thought of leaving a weapon somewhere before, and he never thought that he would fail when he planned to kill Commander Yin.

It was obviously a foolproof plan, but it failed again and again.

"Young Master, even if I die, you can't take charge of the Yin family army."

"You can't play tricks on those people."

Si Qingheng's plan was so smooth, not without external help... Moreover, he was more cautious than Young Master Yin and knew the principle of planning before acting.

"Stop talking. You used to pretend to be my grandson, but now I'm your real grandson."

"You've screwed me so badly. I hope I won't meet you again in my next life."

Young Master Yin had a very bitter expression. He looked at Yin Siting carefully again before drinking the wine in his glass in one breath.

When he brought Si Qingheng with him, Commander Yin said that this person had the look of an eagle and a wolf. Although he could be used, he was prone to backlash. Young Master Yin was full of confidence and thought that he had conquered Si Qingheng with both soft and hard tactics... but it ended in a miserable way.

"Don't... let me down."

"I want to see this world... fall into your hands... otherwise I won't be willing to accept it."

Young Master Yin covered his throat, gradually had difficulty breathing, and spat out a few mouthfuls of black blood, his eyes not on Yin Siting.

She had already exhausted her a lot...

Si Qingheng should not take her life. He also had to consider the opinions of the old officers in the past, and he also needed some charity reputation.

"Okay." Si Qingheng responded softly and covered Yin Siting's eyes.

Her palms were wet.

She couldn't cry out loud, and her tears were a little hot.

Young Master Yin stared at the ceiling, thinking of the youth time when he and Si Qingheng studied together, when laughter could still be wanton...

The closet door rang.

Si Qingyan came out of the closet as if nothing had happened, and was about to slip away when Si Qingheng called her.

"Where are you going?"

Before Young Master Yin lost consciousness, he was still thinking, how could there be someone in the closet?

Is this the reason why he lost to Si Qingheng?

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