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

Feeling the heat on my neck and his soft, gentle pleas.

For a moment, Qi Yan wanted to hug him tightly and agree to all his requests regardless of the consequences.

It seemed that in this world, she could not refuse him...

Just before his hand was suspended in the air on his back and was about to hug him, Qi Yan regained his senses and suddenly woke up.

A big question mark appeared in her head.

Is she crazy?

Why should she be moved by a harasser whose face is as thick as a city wall?

Qi Yan had never experienced such embarrassment before. She was no longer like herself. She couldn't accept it and she was at a loss as to what to do.

She needs to be alone and calm down.

So, Qi Yan grabbed Shen Rao's collar and ruthlessly pulled him off her.

"Ayan..."

Shen Rao did not resist. His dark and deep pupils were filled with sorrow, as if he was begging her not to abandon his abandoned dog.

Qi Yan felt empty for a moment, which made her even more irritated and she disliked Shen Rao even more.

"I'm done eating, you can go out now."

She didn't give Shen Rao any time to react. She grabbed his intact arm and threw him out without hesitation.

Shen Rao: "Wait..."

'Boom—'

The door was slammed shut, and Shen Rao was shocked.

He bit his lower lip, and his pale lips gradually turned red. His dark eyes stared at the tightly closed door, and his slender finger bones unconsciously scratched the horrifying scar on his left arm.

It seems that just showing it to her is not enough.

This bad woman doesn't feel sorry for him at all.

He was thinking:

Would she feel bad for herself if she reopened the wound?

Before this thought came to fruition, Shen Rao glanced at the black panther that had just finished eating and was walking leisurely behind him.

He thought again:

If she deliberately let herself be bitten by this thing, would she feel sorry for herself?

It would be better if I had a lame leg or a broken arm, and depended on her forever...

However, Shen Rao's idea was destined to fail.

The proud black panther, perhaps sensing that this human had bad intentions, didn't even look at him. It swung its tail, stepped on the French window in the corridor, jumped onto the towering tree in the yard, and disappeared after turning a corner.

Shen Rao: “…”

That’s too much. Even leopards won’t eat him!

Like master, like leopard!

in the bedroom.

After "seeing" Shen Rao off, Qi Yan turned over and leaned against the door panel, trying to use the coldness of the quilt behind him to cool down the violent beating of his heart.

She pursed her lips which were still swollen. The numb tip of her tongue seemed to still have the tingling feeling he had stirred. That bone-piercing pleasure...

Qi Yan immediately stopped thinking about it, turned around and ran to the bathroom to brush his teeth and rinse his mouth.

Trying to clear away the smell, touch, and memory of him that remained on my body.

But no matter how I clear it or how I refresh it, those images and the feeling of my blood boiling are always with me.

It was like being firmly branded deep into the soul, numbing the entire body from the coccyx.

‘Crack. ’

Staring at the emotional self in the mirror, with rosy cheeks and watery eyes, Qi Yan broke the toothbrush with one hand.

At this time, she didn't understand love at first sight, and didn't understand that this was heart-throb.

She just felt uncomfortable, and felt that she was being controlled by the Elders again. She just felt... inappropriate...

She just wanted to know what kind of medicine could control her mind and instincts?

She had never seen this kind of medicine, so it could only prove one thing:

The Elders did not drug her.

"damn it."

Qi Yan swore a rare word.

This meant that her actions and reactions were all spontaneous, which was even more unacceptable to Qi Yan than taking any medication, and he had no place to vent his restlessness in his heart.

The next second, there was a loud sound of glass breaking, and the face with an unhappy expression on her face in the mirror split into several pieces.

Qi Yan left with a gloomy face.

On the washstand behind her was a mirror that had been pierced by the toothbrush handle, with some debris falling out.

With a cold expression, Qi Yan stood in front of the floor-length mirror in the cloakroom, carefully examining her body, touching her fair arms, inch by inch.

She now suspected that Shen Rao had cast a curse.

Otherwise, it doesn't make sense that a person like her with a cold heart, liver, spleen and lungs would have her heart beating so fast for a strange man.

For her, who had just crawled out of a sea of ​​corpses and blood, her body stained with the blood of her companions, and who was highly alert to everyone, it was not just unimaginable.

Qi Yan's hand slowly covered her heart, where the warmth and beating were proving that she was still alive.

Suddenly, something seemed to appear in front of her eyes, as if there was a smell of blood lingering on her nose, and someone was speaking faintly in her ear.

"Miss... I don't feel any pain at all... but it's just a simple cut..."

"...Miss...are you crying?"

"..."

She squatted down little by little, as if she was hugging something, or just hugging herself, and said softly, "No, I'm not crying."

Just sweaty eyes.

Actually, it's a bit annoying.

Whether it is poison or drug administration.

She couldn't do anything irresponsible to anyone at a time like this. She couldn't hurt or let anyone down.

Qi Yan hid in the closet and thought.

……

Shen Rao made dinner again, and this time Qi Yan did not show any particular resistance.

She took the chopsticks handed to her by Yuan Yuan and said with her eyes lowered.

"Don't let him into the kitchen again. He's not the mansion's chef."

"Are you feeling sorry for Mr. Shen?"

Yuan Yuan, who knew his young master very well, said it all in one sentence.

"..."

Qi Yan paused in his action of picking up the food, and dropped the food he had just picked up. He looked at her coldly, not knowing whether he had been hit on the mark.

"I should be asking you, when did the control of the mansion become so poor that anyone from anywhere can cook for me?"

"But Mr. Shen is not a bad person," Yuan Yuan said in a good way for Shen Rao, "He is the fiancé you chose yourself."

"Then if I choose to let him leave now, can I send him away?" Qi Yan's voice was as cold as ice.

Yuan Yuan: "..."

"You try to accept him?"

"Is your purpose really just to make me accept him?"

"..."

Yuan Yuan stopped talking.

Of course not. The purpose of all of them is to slow down the young master and force her to give up leaving the family.

"Please enjoy your meal first," Yuan Yuan said. "All dishes are to your liking."

Maybe while eating, the young master will be reluctant to leave.

Qi Yan glanced at her expressionlessly, and Yuan Yuan immediately made a gesture to shut up.

Qi Yan said sternly, "If you don't send him away, then give him the same salary as a chef. The Qi family has no precedent of arbitrating labor."

"..."

Yuan Yuan felt sorry for Mr. Shen for a moment.

Originally, I wanted to capture a woman's heart by starting with her stomach.

As a result, their young master directly hired him as a chef.

"Young Master, you might regret this," Yuan Yuan advised, "This is a meal full of love, and Mr. Shen was willing to give it. It's too vulgar to measure it with money."

“No one should be willing to give for another person, and the recipient should not ignore the other person’s hard work and value just because they are ‘willing’.”

"What you call love is just another form of 'paying his own way'."

Qi Yan is frighteningly rational.

"Then... have you ever considered that what Mr. Shen wants is your 'love'?" Yuan Yuan asked her, "I think this will make Mr. Shen happier than your giving him money."