Mysterious level up! Shen Ye cries and begs for reconciliation again

Qi Yan's fingertips shrank slightly due to the burns, and his tearful and sorrowful face fell clearly into the depths of his eyes, striking his heart directly.

He has always been extremely fragile in front of Qi Yan.

Qi Yan pursed her lips, curled her fingers to wipe away his tears, and coaxed him in a low voice.

"I won't say anything, don't cry."

"You, you have to promise me first."

Shen Rao grabbed her collar and wouldn't let go, looking ferocious and vicious but tears kept falling.

"Okay, I promise you."

Qi Yan responded.

Shen Rao stared at her smiling face, and suddenly a nameless anger swept through his nerves. He tightened his jawline, pulled up her collar, kissed her lips fiercely, and bit her, as if teaching her a lesson.

The kiss was fierce, overbearing, and brutal, and at the same time, paradoxically, contained the bitter and salty taste of tears.

Qi Yan lowered his eyes to hide the emotions in his eyes and did not resist.

Shen Rao didn't stop until the smell of blood spread in their mouths. He pinched her slightly bleeding lips with his fingertips, and the pain was taken away by the gloom.

"This is just a lesson." The tears on his cheeks dried up, but there were traces left, but there was not much expression. He glanced down and said to her, "You said the wrong thing, Qi Yan, this is my punishment for you."

"..."

The numbness and pain in her lips did not cause any pain or itchiness to her. Qi Yan looked at him, and someone unknown flashed through her clear eyes.

She didn't speak for a long time. The expressionless Shen Rao was flustered for a moment. Just when he couldn't hold back and wanted to ask Qi Yan if it really hurt, Qi Yan spoke.

“Isn’t this punishment too light?”

"?"

After that, she took out a dagger from somewhere and stuffed it into Shen Rao's hand, "Use this baby, it's very powerful."

"!!!"

Shen Rao suddenly let go of his hand and shouted at her angrily: "Qi Yan!"

"I'm here."

Qi Yan responded with a smile.

"Qi Yan! Get out of here if you keep doing this!"

Shen Rao was really angry this time. He pointed at the door and yelled at her with his eyes spitting fire.

"sorry."

Qi Yan admitted his mistake quickly, lowering his head with a sincere look, but the sharp dagger with a cold glow was still dangling in his hand.

Shen Rao was holding his breath in his throat, staring at her, wanting to scold her but unable to. He decided to just go out and be quiet. He turned around, opened the office door, and spoke to her coldly.

"I'm going to go find Chen Huai to check the summary. Be honest and put your knife away!"

"Ok."

Qi Yan nodded, looking very well behaved.

"..."

Shen Rao looked at her deeply and was about to close the door when a clear voice suddenly sounded behind him.

"Shen Rao."

He turned around when he heard the voice, only to see Qi Yan sitting on the sofa with a lazy posture, holding a dangerous dagger in his fingers and fiddling with it, looking at him with narrowed eyes.

"Actually, I have something to tell you."

"explain."

Shen Rao stood at the door. He frowned and had a bad premonition, and sure enough, his premonition was confirmed the next second.

Qi Yan raised the dagger, and the blade reflected the figures of the two people on both sides, one front and one back facing each other.

Shen Rao had a cold expression on his face as he looked at the blade, but Qi Yan smiled and spoke slowly.

"I want to tell you—"

She deliberately prolonged her voice, and the next second the tip of the knife was pointed at her heart.

Seeing this scene, Shen Rao didn't care about anything else. He quickly ran over and grabbed her knife-holding hand tightly with both hands. Veins on the back of his hand bulged, and he gritted his teeth.

"Qi Yan! What are you crazy about?!"

"I'm not crazy, I'm sane."

Qi Yan looked at him calmly, her hands still in a stalemate with Shen Rao, but she did not push the dagger closer.

Even so, the sharp tip of the knife was only a few centimeters away from her. Shen Rao's temple was throbbing and cold sweat was oozing from his forehead. He tried to calm his tone and coaxed her.

"Qi Yan, put down the dagger first."

Qi Yan was unwilling: "You haven't heard me finish speaking."

"What on earth are you going to say?!"

Shen Rao broke his voice.

Qi Yan slowly approached him. Shen Rao was frightened and used all his strength to prevent the tip of the knife from touching her.

She gently covered Shen Rao's hand with her free hand, frowned, and smiled, "Can you feel it?"

"Qi Yan, that's enough!"

Shen Rao was angry. What could he feel? His heart was about to stop beating!

"I want to say," Qi Yan stared at his anxious eyebrows and slowly said, "Shen Rao, it's easy for you to kill me. I am defenseless against you."

She raised the corners of her lips and said temptingly, "If you push forward a little, I will die."

"My life is in your hands, Shen Rao."

At this time Qi Yan loosened her grip slightly, and Shen Rao suddenly grabbed the dagger from behind, gasping for breath as if he had survived a disaster, and his gaze at her seemed to be mixed with ice.

"Who wants your life!"

He cursed inwardly and threw the dagger hard into the distance. The blade hit the carpet with a dull sound.

"It's you I want! You who are alive!"

Why would he want her life? To be buried with his ashes?

Qi Yan's posture on the sofa remained unchanged, with the smile in her eyes undiminished. Shen Rao, with anger running through his chest, inexplicably realized something, pinched her chin, and spoke in a cold voice.

"Are you testing me?"

His tone was not one of question but of certainty.

Qi Yan didn't say yes, nor did she say no, she just smiled faintly.

"Why do you think so?"

Shen Rao stared at her, his deep black eyes motionless for a long time. Suddenly, he let go of her and strode towards the direction of the dagger, picked up the dagger and looked at her.

"Do you know how I felt just now?"

"Shen Rao, put it down."

Qi Yan suddenly became serious.

Shen Rao walked towards her slowly with the dagger in his slender fingers, his black eyes were as dark as ink, and his thin lips had no curve.

"You feel sorry for me?"

"I feel sorry for you."

Qi Yan grabbed his wrist holding the knife and said.

"If you really cared about me, you wouldn't have done that just now."

Shen Rao lowered his head, his voice was steady, and the hand that was gripping the handle of the dagger was trembling slightly, and his already prominent finger bones were now even more distinct.

"you do not trust me."

He was certain.

"No," Qi Yan put a hand on his forearm, "That's not what I meant."

‘Boom——’

Shen Rao loosened his hand and the dagger fell to the ground. The loose hair on his forehead covered a little of his eyelashes.

"Go out and call Chen Huai over."

His voice was very soft and calm, and no emotion could be heard.

After saying that, Shen Rao directly pried Qi Yan's hands apart and sat down at the desk not far away, without even looking at Qi Yan from beginning to end.

"Shen Rao?" Qi Yan asked tentatively.

"It's working hours now, don't talk to me about personal matters."

Shen Rao didn't even raise his head and spoke in a cold tone.

"..."

Qi Yan's "I can explain" got stuck in his throat.

Watching him handling the documents, she withdrew her hand that was suspended in mid-air, picked up the dagger on the carpet, and stuffed it back into the leather leggings around her calves.

"Then I'll go get Assistant Chen."

After Qi Yan left.

The tip of Shen Rao's signing pen trembled uncontrollably. Unable to sign properly, he simply dropped the pen. A trail of ink splashed onto the desk, like a cut, just like his heart.

He slowly covered his face with his hands, his thin lips tightened, and he did not respond for a long time.