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

Shen Rao's hand stopped.

The tears also stopped abruptly.

He was panicked, so panicked that his heart almost rolled out of his ribs, and he quickly threw away the pillow.

"I didn't mean to hurt you, I was just too angry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, please hit me back..."

"Qi Yan..." His eyes were so red that they hurt, "Please don't laugh like that anymore, please."

It was as if life had lost all interest, and there was nothing in those clear eyes.

Neither does he.

Qi Yan restrained her dull smile and pulled away his hand that was holding her wrist: "Just take the gun. Even though it's a little late, consider it my gift to you."

"I do not need……"

Qi Yan interrupted first: "You only drank a little porridge, you probably aren't full. Okay, get up and eat something."

"Qi Yan!" Shen Rao called her, "Are you trying to change the subject?"

"..."

Qi Yan did not respond to his words. She got out of bed, put on his slippers, and said, "Let's go eat, Shen Rao."

Shen Rao stared at this stubborn woman until his back teeth were almost worn away.

'Boom—'

There was a loud sound of metal hitting wood behind him. Shen Rao threw the gun back into the drawer and kicked it in anger.

Qi Yan paused for only a step, then continued walking forward with the book in his hand, his eyes lowered and no emotion visible.

meal.

Shen Rao sat alone at the table with a gloomy face. Qi Yan's meal time was completely different from his, so he couldn't catch him even if he wanted to.

Yuan Yuan's gaze would glance over from time to time, and once again, it met Shen Rao's cold black eyes.

"Have you seen enough? There are flowers on my face?"

Yuan Yuan's throat choked, and he tried to find a new topic to talk about: "Mr. Shen, are you unhappy with the young master?"

She regretted it as soon as she said it.

It's hard to tell that Shen Rao is happy in this state.

"Does it have anything to do with you?"

Shen Rao felt annoyed when he saw anyone other than Qi Yan, especially since Qi Yan had just made him angry.

The low-pressure cold air around him attacked everyone indiscriminately.

Of course it does!

The relationship between the two of them concerns the life and death of the young master and the future of the Qi family!

Everyone is waiting for good news!

Without hesitation, Yuan Yuan immediately assisted.

"I think no matter what the young master said to you, you don't need to take it to heart, and there is no need to be angry, because it's all fake. She is now used to saying one thing and thinking another!"

Only then did Shen Rao lift his thin eyelids and look at her, trying to see what else she could say.

As expected, Yuan Yuan said seriously, "You are the first man to be close to the young master. She even 'personally' helped you clean your body, apply medicine, and change your clothes this morning."

She shook her head and said, "Our young master's hands have never served anyone."

A pair of hands that held a gun and a knife clumsily helped people apply medicine and select clothes with soft fabrics.

"Please don't be angry with the young master. She definitely likes you."

"Although she hit you, why didn't she hit others? Why didn't she stay in the same room or sleep in the same bed with others?"

"Oh my god, she loves you so much."

Yuan Yuan quietly wiped away her tears, looking deeply moved.

"..."

Shen Rao could see that she was acting.

Not half as good as his acting.

but……

He pursed his thin lips and felt a lot better.

She definitely loves me, there is no doubt about it. After all, she is not looking for anyone else but him.

Unexpectedly, these words really fooled the love-brained Shen Rao.

Yuan Yuan, who thought he was very good at observing the atmosphere, let out a breath and wiped the sweat off his mental forehead.

Why do I feel like this store is not as good as me?

After meal.

Although he was holding a grudge, Shen Rao still wanted to find the culprit who made him so unhappy.

no way.

I can't see her, and I feel anxious.

On the cradle chair on the terrace, a Persian carpet with retro patterns extends all the way to the ground, and a black panther with shiny fur lies beside it, basking in the sun and taking a nap.

The person who filled every corner of his brain was holding a calico cat and reading a book whose words he could not understand.

The warm sunlight hit her hair, making her look warm and gentle.

Shen Rao moved closer.

Qi Yan lowered his head and turned the pages, as if he didn't exist.

Shen Rao frowned, wondering what was so good about this book.

Can you be as good-looking as him?

And that stinky fat cat, as fat as a semi-trailer truck, got crushed by his wife!

Maybe it was because his eyes were too resentful, the 'Fat Cat' opened its round dark amber eyes and looked at him for a few seconds, then straightened its round body, arched its furry back, yawned and stretched, then stepped on the pages of the book in Qi Yan's hand and rubbed against Shen Rao's side.

"Meow~"

You want to touch me, right?

Human, I pamper you and let you touch me!

Shen Rao ignored it and grabbed the furry head that was approaching him, squeezing the round cat head out of shape.

Xiaohua: “?”

He stared straight at Qi Yan who just looked up and took out the medicine box from his back: "Apply the medicine."

"..."

Seeing Shen Rao acting awkwardly but with his eyes full of her, Qi Yan curled her fingers slightly while pinching the pages of the book. At this time, Xiaohua's dissatisfied fur tail swept across her cheek.

It was itchy, and her heart was itchy too.

Qi Yan said carefully: "You can go to the medical room and let them help you."

Shen Rao sneered, "Then I will use a loud speaker to shout everywhere about how their noble and upright young master tore my clothes at night and bit me and it wasn't enough..."

"I'll help you!"

Qi Yan raised her voice to interrupt his subsequent obscene remarks.

"Humph."

Shen Rao snorted coldly, grabbed Xiaohua's head and pushed it off Qi Yan's legs, then kicked it behind him with all his strength.

The movements are smooth and natural.

The cat was confused.

Xiaohua: “…meow?”

Didn’t you promise to touch me?

These little movements naturally did not escape Qi Yan's eyes. She pretended not to know, put down the book and stood up: "Let's go in."

Shen Rao: "No need, it's right here."

"There are no other chairs here..."

Shen Rao raised his hand and pushed her back, then he straddled his long legs and sat on her lap, occupying the spot where Maoer had just sat, and spoke condescendingly.

“Isn’t there a place to sit?”

"..."

Qi Yan, who had a strong ability to accept things, had almost become immune to Shen Rao's aura, but she still couldn't control her tight breathing and stuttered when she spoke.

"How do I apply it like this?"

“Just apply it like this.”

Shen Rao opened the medicine box and began to unbutton his clothes.

Under the slender fingers with distinct joints, the white muscles are revealed as the buttons are loosened. The man's relatively high body temperature emits heat that seems to be steaming the air molecules around the two people.

A bit dry.

However, this charming atmosphere faded after he completely took off his shirt.

Looking at the bruises and black spots all over his perfect body, Qi Yan's heart began to tighten.

The hand holding the medicine box unconsciously bent, and she stretched out a little fingertips, then reached out to apply it on his neck.

The ointment was very cold, and Shen Rao shuddered: "Hiss..."

Qi Yan paused and lowered his voice: "This medicine is effective. It won't hurt tomorrow."

"Ah."

Shen Rao drooped his long eyelashes, and it was rare that he was honest and didn't do anything strange. Qi Yan couldn't help but look at him again.

A little bit good.

She was so determined to teach this man a lesson yesterday that she really held back on her strength. If it were someone with thin bones, he might have broken his arms and legs.

Fortunately, Shen Rao is a strong and sturdy man who is nearly 1.9 meters tall.

Although he cries a lot, his body shape is still there.

It is true that it is very resistant to blows and durable.

Qi Yan's hand, which was applying the medicine, moved downwards and stopped after a while.

Her tight waist was also broken by her pinch, and two red and purple bruises hung on her waist, which should have been full of explosive power. She looked quite pitiful, as if she was bullied by a "bully".

Qi Yan lowered her eyes.

This person has obvious traces of her everywhere.

It feels wonderful, like being stamped.

And Shen Rao was stamped countless times by her.

Like something that belongs to her alone...

Qi Yan stared at his trembling waist and abdomen with a heavy look in his eyes, and the force of applying the medicine on his hands became a little heavier.

Shen Rao, who had been observing her, naturally did not ignore her slightly heavy breathing and the faintly warm fingers sliding on his waist.

After the waist is painted.

Shen Rao pulled up the shirt that was draped over Qi Yan's calf, approached her with a faint scent of medicine, and said in a hoarse voice: "A Yan, there is still something on my thigh..."

Catching sight of Qi Yan's slightly flushed cheeks, he narrowed his eyes, his fingers resting on the edge of his pants, and beckoned in a slow voice:

"Would you like to help me apply it outside?"