[Don't buy it, don't buy it, don't buy it, don't buy it]
1. - On the day of his eighteenth-year-old coming-of-age ceremony, the young master of the Shi family was attacked halfway. He was covered in wounds and his mental strength was also damaged. Dragging his body half covered in blood, he gently pushed open the door to the adult ceremony banquet.
He glanced indifferently at the "real young master" who was surrounded by people blessing him in the center of the banquet, as well as Shi's father and Shi's mother, who looked slightly uneasy.
Only then did everyone realize that Shi Yi was a fake young master who prevented disasters.
Half of Shi Yi's body was stained with blood, and his expression was calm. He walked slowly to Shi Bai, and put a pile of design paper that was not stained by blood and a new, brand-new, almost unused mechanical heart emblem that could withstand fatal damage and belonged to the Shi family into the trembling hands of the real young master of the Shi family.
"The adult ceremony is safe and sound."
His eyes were clear and cold, scanning his father and mother, and his tone contained no emotion.
"Shi Yi will pay off what he owes to the Shi family together now."
As soon as he finished speaking, the young man with clear eyes trembled and pushed open the heavy door of Shi's house without hesitation, closing everything behind him.
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2. In the middle of the nightclub, Shi Yi was so flustered and had a headache that he couldn't sleep.
The clumsy and young general would always climb into the boy's bed in the middle of the night, placing his calloused palms on the back of the boy's head, carefully channeling Shi Yi's chaotic mental energy.
The admiral's hands were clumsy, and every time he made the young man groan, he raised his eyelids slightly, pulled the admiral's arm, and bit down near the wrist bone.
"Admiral, your hand hurts me again." The young man smiled with starry eyes, showing no trace of anger.
The admiral's face was slightly hot behind his dark skin, his eyes were lowered, hiding his emotions, "Not next time."
The young man glanced at the teeth marks that had not disappeared for a long time near the admiral's wrist, and smiled without saying a word.
Not necessarily next time.
-The debt owed must be repaid sooner or later.
-I paid it off, and then it's your turn to pay it back.
1V1, slightly popular, no emotional abuse. Copywriting is just the first world.
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Intention: Self-reliance, self-improvement and prosperity
