Kuai Chuan: The cold Lord God always acts like a spoiled brat to me

Chapter 594 The more you pull, the more you love the principle 145
"Jiang Li'an." He suddenly opened his voice and called lazily.

"what?"

The girl looked bewildered.

"I remember, you said before, you saw me flirting with girls on WeChat, right?"

Jiang Li'an was stunned for a moment, remembering something like this: "How long has it been, why don't I wrong you?"

If you want to turn over old scores, then this reflex arc is too long!

"To be precise, it was that person's unilateral sexual harassment, which lasted for a long time." Shen Qingyan said, "What do you think she is trying to do?"

"Maybe they want to cheat you out of money. There are a lot of scammers on the Internet now." Jiang Li'an was a little unhappy, and said seriously, "Don't be fooled by those people. Don't buy her grandpa's tea eggs!"

"Cheating money——" Shen Qingzhuo glanced at her, playing with taste, "Why do I feel like she's cheating on sex?"

"No one knows who you are! Don't be so narcissistic!" Jiang Li'an said angrily, "Have you deleted her yet?"

"Deleted it, but she is still harassing me." Shen Qingzhuo said lazily, "You are all girls and understand better, so have you chatted with others online?"

Jiang Li'an's face suddenly became stiff, obviously thinking of something not very good.

Jiang Li'an's only experience is Mr. Shen. At that time, it was purely for irritating people. After getting acquainted with Shen Qingzhuo, he didn't chat with Mr. Shen very much. Still stuck at the last time I asked her how to chase people.

Shen Qingzhuo said slowly again: "Besides, she is still a family member. The child is two years old. Does this count as cheating?"

Jiang Li'an felt a little weird, she frowned, and offered him a trick: "You tell her husband directly."

Shen Qingzhuo nodded: "I told you, her husband already knows about it now."

"Then what does her husband say? He won't want a divorce, right? But they still have children." Jiang Li'an asked curiously.

"Her husband—" Shen Qingzhuo paused for a moment, and said in a flat voice, "I'm thinking about how to punish her."

The word "punishment" was a bit ambiguous when it came out of his mouth. Jiang Li'an couldn't help but think of the novels that Lu Chi crazily recommends to her every day.

"I understand." So when Shen Qingzhuo uttered this sentence, if he had a seemingly dangerous tone, which completely overlapped with a certain book, Jiang Li'an blurted out, "Her husband must want to put her on the bed like this and then like that."

Shen Qingzhuo raised her eyes, expressionless, but her voice was unclear: "What kind?"

Help!What did she say? ! !
Fuck, those messy books really can't be read.

Is it appropriate to tell Shen Qingzhuo these things?What is she thinking? !
Jiang Li'an changed his words abruptly: "It's just chatting under the quilt."

Shen Qingzhuo leaned back on the chair, her posture was rather loose, and she looked at her from top to bottom.

That kind of look - without any cover, like a sharp knife ripping off her clothes.

Jiang Li'an subconsciously took half a step back.

He has single eyelids, very sharp eyes, those eyes are cold and wild when they are not smiling, but once they smile, they seem to have a bit of frightening desire.

In short, it is difficult to discern what kind of meaning that look has, it is not innocent.

Shen Qingzhuo smiled as she watched her retreat.

"why are you laughing?"

"Then what are you refunding?"

"I, my feet are a little sore, please move!"

"Then I'll just laugh casually."

Jiang Li'an was depressed.

After a while, Shen Qingzhuo suddenly spoke slowly.

"I think you're right."

"?"

He looked up at her, his Adam's apple would roll up and down in a clear and sexy arc as he spoke, his thin lips were very red, and his voice was careless.

"Her husband really thinks so."

"?"

how to think.

Do you push people on the bed, or just chat under the quilt?
Jiang Li'an felt something was wrong, and glared at him: "Why are you so concerned about other people's married lives! What does her husband think about you? Do you still want to pry the corner of the wall?"

"It's none of my business." Shen Qingzhuo said in a flat voice.

Jiang Li'an didn't hear clearly.

He didn't continue this topic anymore, and reluctantly let her go.

Last night, Tan Junxi did not stay at the base, but went back to his private villa.

He put the umbrella away carefully, wiped off the water marks on the umbrella surface, put it on the side, and bit a cigarette with his thin lips.

He was a bit heavy on cigarettes, and sat quietly by the French window, looking at the night outside.

Those eyes couldn't see clearly.

After a while, he walked to the study room and took out a book from the cabinet on the left—the Criminal Code.

There are traces of rubbing and creases on the corners of the book, which are left by frequent flipping.

Each page is densely packed with annotations, until the last page, where two sentences are written at the end, which are completely different from the handwriting of the annotations.

- When you gaze into the abyss, the abyss also gazes into you.

From the famous German philosopher Nietzsche.

The latter sentence is even more messy, with no beginning or end.

——The judge, the perpetrator.

An equal sign was drawn in the middle, and then it was crossed out by the owner, leaving an extra question mark.

The study room was dimly lit, as if falling into an infinite abyss.

"What should I do?" The voice fell low, "I can't hold back."

He waited for this year, a full 17 years.

The rain outside the window was still falling, and in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, the red wine in the man's glass was like splashed blood, swaying slowly, he took a sip lightly, with a pair of silver eyes on the bridge of his nose, his side face was bloodless white.

The whole person is shrouded in shadow and swallowed by the night.

"Happy Death Day."

Tan Junxi made a toast to the void, with an indistinguishable smile on his thin lips, which seemed to be a little strange and morbidly happy, his tone was lazy, with a long ending, echoing in the empty room, with ups and downs.

"How fresh—"

Film base.

Shen Qingzhuo found a time, and took advantage of this time when there was no one around, so she blocked the person in the dressing room alone.

It was rare for him to wear a white coat today, it was quite thin, with dark blue edges inlaid on both sides of the collar, making him look even more youthful.

Those eyes looked at her loosely.

Jiang Li'an had lingering fears about this kind of locked door, subconsciously stepped back: "I tell you, you are not allowed to punish me."

Shen Qingzhuo squinted her eyes, took two steps forward, and pressed the person condescendingly on the chair, holding a nail clipper in one hand, reflecting the cold light.

"Murder breaks the law!!" Jiang Li'an's voice broke.

In the next second, the boy knelt on the ground on one knee.

"Crack-"

He is cutting her nails.

Jiang Li'an: "..."

"What's your name?" Shen Qingzhuo said without raising her head, "No one will save you even if you yell out your throat."

He even cut the nails today!
Jiang Li'an's hands were trembling, and she looked at Shen Qingzhuo half kneeling on the ground in fear, her heart trembled every time the slender fingers pulled the nail clippers, for fear that the other party would cut her hands.

"You shake again—" Shen Qingzhuo looked up and said calmly, "I don't guarantee that I won't cut you."

he is fierce
(End of this chapter)