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

Her lost eyes were like an endless whirlpool, and Shen Rao fell into it. He kissed the corner of her lips as she leaned in.

"..."

The air suddenly became stagnant, and Qi Yan, who had originally had a cold expression, was stunned.

She covered her mouth and stepped back in a hurry: "You, you..."

How presumptuous!

Shen Rao had no sense of being a hooligan, and said with a playful smile: "You were so close to me, I thought you wanted me to kiss you."

Before Qi Yan could refute, he interrupted: "You were like this before—"

Shen Rao put his hands on both sides of her waist, and leaned close to her with his eyes curled up in red: "If you want me to kiss you, get close to me."

"..."

Qi Yan thought he was talking nonsense.

Shen Rao was indeed talking nonsense. He was the only one who asked for marriage. There was no time for Qi Yan to ask him for a kiss.

Only when I tease him...

Shen Rao raised his eyes and looked at the person who was hiding behind him. He put one hand around her waist and wrapped the chain around her ankle with the other hand.

The clanking sound of metal and a deep voice answered her question.

"Qi Yan, I'm just a dog-skin plaster. Even without these things," he paused, clutching the cold iron chain, narrowed his eyes and slowly curled his lips, "you can't get rid of me."

"Besides..." His eyes suddenly turned red, and his expression changed very quickly. He said sincerely, "It doesn't matter if you want to throw me away, not let me touch you, or not see me. I can cling to you shamelessly, as long as you are free and happy."

"So... follow me."

His love for this person had long surpassed selfish possessiveness.

He would rather she looked down on him from a high place than be tied up in the house as a captive.

My heart beat uncontrollably.

Qi Yan pursed her lips, tried her best to ignore his aggressive yet aggrieved gaze, and turned her head away.

"I'm just saying it casually. I won't go with you. I can't betray my family."

"Are you stupid?" Shen Rao's eyes were blazing with anger. "Even after treating you like this, you still side with them?!"

"You're oversimplifying things. I don't even know you... Why should I go with you?"

"Qi! Take back what you said!"

"..."

Qi Yan was unwilling to cooperate, and nothing Shen Rao said was of any use.

In the end, Shen Rao was so angry that he ignored her and sat on the bed, hugging his knees and sulking.

Looking at the man who didn't want to leave her more than one meter away even though he was angry, Qi Yan silently poked him on the back.

The first time.

Shen Rao ignored her.

The second time.

Shen Rao moved his shoulders.

The third time.

Shen Rao was furious: "Qi Yan, are you looking for trouble?"

Qi Yan blinked: "Don't sit on the ground..."

Upon hearing this, Shen Rao became even angrier and turned around to glare at her: "What do you mean? Am I not even worthy of sitting on your carpet now?"

Qi Yan was stunned by the shouting.

Why is this guy exactly like Dahei when he's angry, aggressive and sensitive?

She patted the bed and looked away awkwardly: "Sit, sit on the bed."

"..."

The air was quiet for a moment, and then it felt like something was burning, steaming.

Shen Rao's anger suddenly disappeared, and he climbed onto the bed shyly, the curve of his mouth almost unable to be suppressed, and he still said a little arrogantly: "Don't think I will forgive you just like this."

Qi Yan, who didn't know where he had done wrong, looked at this person with a cat-like temper.

Unexpectedly, I asked, "Then how can you forgive me?"

Shen Rao was stunned for a moment when asked.

Seeing Qi Yan's serious and eager-to-learn attitude, Shen Rao no longer dared to raise his usual bad thoughts under her focused gaze.

He fiddled with his fingers helplessly and said nervously, "You, you touch my head?"

Qi Yan was surprised that he would actually make such a request, and thought it was something improper...

She shook off her messy thoughts and agreed to this small request: "Okay."

Shen Rao's eyes suddenly lit up, and he continued to be coy: "Like, like touching your leopard... Is that okay?"

"..."

What kind of strange request is this?

But Qi Yan didn't think much about it: "Okay, as long as you don't mind."

Shen Rao's black eyes sparkled. He moved closer to her legs, his chest rising and falling twice, and said with red cheeks, "Come on then."

This situation made Qi Yan a little nervous.

She clenched her palms, then hesitantly reached out her hand to gently rub Shen Rao's head. Her soft hair fell down, revealing his watery obsidian black eyes. It was just like a cat whose heart and eyes were filled with her.

Shen Rao laid on her legs and said in a tender voice, "Be more forceful... Haven't you eaten yet?"

He also didn't forget to say something unpleasant.

Qi Yan raised a barely perceptible arc on her lips as she heard him use a little more force.

This person is like a cat, with a similar temper and the softness of his hair.

Just as Qi Yan was thinking this, Shen Maomao began to give orders: "You just rub my head?"

"..."

"You are too honest. My neck, my waist, my tail, my legs, you just don't care about it?"

"..."

Qi Yan almost choked to death.

No, where did he get his tail?

Qi Yan: "You have no hair on your back, what should I touch?"

"What?" Shen Rao was still angry. "Isn't it the time when you used to touch me everywhere?"

Qi Yan: “…”

Shen Rao looked up at her, mocking himself, "Miss Qi is really different now. She used to pester me to touch her, but now she lets you touch me and demands it..."

"Okay, okay." Qi Yan interrupted his sarcastic tone and said helplessly, "I'll touch it, I'll touch it."

She really couldn't do anything about this guy.

After getting the desired result, Shen Rao buried his head in her arms, his ears quietly reddened.

What amnesia.

He is still as easy to coax as ever, and will listen to anything if you make a little noise.

Qi Yan, who preferred furry things, had never petted a human before, and was at a loss for what to do. He had to do it the way he petted a cat: stroke along the back of his neck and spine all the way back to the coccyx.

Shen Rao's whole body stiffened.

Qi Yan sensed it, leaned over and whispered in his ear, "Relax."

The coolness of her fingers passed through his thin shirt, brushing lightly across his back, like a gentle tickle.

When it stopped at his waist again, Shen Rao let out a light breath. His nose was filled with her scent with every breath he took, and his body was filled with her comfort, which made his scalp tingle.

Damn.

He dug a hole for himself again.

But at this moment, this tactless and evil woman asked him:

"Are you ok?"

"..."

Fortunately, what is okay.

He is almost dying of pain!

But no matter what he felt in his heart, Shen Rao in reality still said "hmm" softly.

Even though he was about to explode with heat, he still didn't want her to stop.

His Qi Yan, how long has it been since he touched him...

Oh, it seems like I just touched it last night.

Just as his thoughts were gradually letting go and he couldn't pull them back, Qi Yan patted his shoulder and asked, "Do you want to touch your belly?"

Shen Rao: “…”

At this moment, Shen Rao's brain seemed to be stuffed into a rocket and exiled into the universe.

His ears were red as if they were about to bleed, and he asked in a trembling, muffled voice: "You, what did you just say?"

"Want to touch your belly?"

Qi Yan repeated it again.

She didn't think there was anything wrong with it. Petting a cat without touching its belly would only be half the fun. She now really treated Shen Rao like a cat.

Remind: "If you want to touch it, turn it over."

Shen Rao bit his lip, and when he had the chance to be discovered and Qi Yan touched his belly, he resolutely chose to turn over.

Only when he stood up did Qi Yan see his handsome face clearly. There were two blushes on his cheeks, which were abnormally red.

"Do you have a fever?" she asked worriedly.