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

The warm sunlight coming in from the window hit her, penetrating every strand of her hair, the ends of her eyebrows, and the corners of her eyes.

It should be warm and soft, but there seems to be a barrier around my body, isolating the warmth and not allowing any temperature to penetrate at all.

this moment.

Shen Rao's heart, filled with anger, felt like it was poured with a basin of cold water and then pierced by several needles, and was in great pain.

"If you are a monster, then what am I?" Qi Yan couldn't help but laugh, "A big monster?"

The person here who is the most mentally abnormal, the most flawed, and the most violent should be Qi Yan.

She is the 'monster'.

There is still evidence of Shen Rao's 'loss of control' on his body.

"Stop talking..." Shen Rao couldn't laugh at all, his heart ached, "I was wrong..."

He grasped her wrist with his backhand, pulled her into his arms and hugged her tightly, saying in a low and sad voice: "You are not a monster, I am, I am the monster."

"I shouldn't have lost my temper with you, I shouldn't have said those words...Qi Yan...I was wrong...I'm sorry..."

Qi Yan was hugged tightly, and the man in front of her was trembling slightly, as if he was in pain.

"Ayan...I'm sorry..."

As the man exhaled warmly, drops of hot liquid soon fell on the crook of her neck, wetting an area.

She was a little dazed.

I didn't understand why he was angry just now, and I didn't understand why he was crying now.

I just felt that I didn't feel well.

Her free hand rested lightly on his back for a while before falling down, patting him lightly in a dry and soothing manner.

"Don't cry, don't cry, Mr. Shen..."

Why does he cry so much?

Like a crybaby.

The crybaby stood up and turned his pretty face towards her with tears streaming down his face. His wet black eyes were filled with guilt and he said in a hoarse voice, "I'm sorry."

"Don't apologize either."

Qi Yan had no paper in her hand, so she had to pull up his sleeves to help him wipe the tears from the corners of his red eyes.

Her movements were very gentle. Because Shen Rao's skin was thin, it turned red if she used too much force. She instinctively controlled the strength.

Shen Rao pursed his thin lips and looked at the worry between her brows that perhaps she herself did not even notice. He slowly lowered his long eyelashes that were filled with teardrops, pointed at the book she had been holding in her arms, and asked sullenly.

"Why did you pick it up again?"

In fact, he wanted to ask:

Why not go and accompany Pei Yuchen.

Qi Yan paused while wiping her tears, slowly withdrew her hand, and tightly grasped the book: "I thought you still wanted to read it."

Shen Rao was stunned. "You caught up with me just to give me a book?"

"Um……"

Qi Yan wanted to say: Yes and no, and also wanted him to stop being angry.

"Just to bring me a book," Shen Rao leaned over and approached her, "where did you leave your childhood sweetheart behind?"

Qi Yan didn't think there was anything wrong with it: "Don't you want to learn eλλhnik? "

"And I don't have a brother." She felt uncomfortable hearing this title.

Who dares to take advantage of her by comparing herself to her age?

Even Pei Yuchen himself didn't dare to say that he was her "brother" for fear of having his legs broken by the elders of the Pei family.

"..."

When Shen Rao heard this, his eyes darkened.

"I want to learn eλλhnik?, so I came downstairs to ask you for advice."

As a result, I met someone who was an eyesore.

But none of this matters.

"Are you willing to teach me?" He put his hand on the side of her face, stroking it gently, his ink-splashed eyes were dark and difficult to discern, and he begged in a soft voice, "Okay, Ah Yan."

Qi Yan was captured by his intense gaze, and avoided it uncomfortably, with her ears slightly red as she said, "Okay, okay, let's go back first."

"I can't wait any longer, I'll teach you here." Shen Rao narrowed his eyes.

"This? How can this be..."

Before Qi Yan could finish his question, the other party's lips pressed down on him without giving him a chance to react, forcefully prying his lips apart, conquering the city and robbing the land, driving straight in, as if to swallow him whole.

The big hand with slightly bulging blue veins lifted her waist and placed her on the windowsill to give her a moment to catch her breath.

Qi Yan was breathing heavily, a physiological blush was imprinted on her fair cheeks, and the calm lake water in her eyes seemed to be stirred up, rippling gently.

"You, what are you doing?"

Shen Rao rubbed her slightly swollen red lips, and smiled softly: "Teaching one word at a time is too slow, you are..."

Shen Rao kissed her lips again, stirring and tasting them, and said incoherently: "Teach me like this, I will learn quickly."

He wanted the big monster to feed him, the hungry little monster.

"..."

Qi Yan was stunned by the kiss and didn't react to his twisted logic for a while.

Can knowledge still be spread through kisses?

The hardcover book was squeezed between the two of them. They were so close that the high body temperature in her big palm was trapped and transmitted through the thin fabric on her back.

The hot flashes spread, and the atmosphere was lingering and ambiguous.

Qi Yan only remembered: his hands were hot.

It's scorching hot.

With his mind in a state of confusion, Shen Rao bit her lips and asked, "Did he kiss you? Did he touch you?"

Shen Rao still asked.

There's no way I can hold it back.

There was a chill in his dark eyes.

Wait for her to say what Pei did if he kissed her or touched her anywhere.

Today, even if I have to climb over the wall, I will tear that bastard's mouth apart and break his good arms and legs.

Qi Yan didn't quite understand who he was talking about, but she knew one thing.

I pushed the hands that were resting on his broad chest away a little, taking a chance to escape from his invading scent, and spoke the truth with misty eyes.

"But... you're the only one who's kissed me..."

In his entire life, Qi Yan had never seen anyone more shameless than him.

Of course, there is only him, only him.

"..."

These words completely shattered the coldness in Shen Rao's eyes.

His violent heartbeat accelerated the blood circulation in his body, and all the blood rushed to one place.

"Mr. Shen?"

Qi Yan was suddenly held up by the waist and her expression froze for a moment. After all, who in this place would dare to "offend" her like this?

Only Shen Rao dares.

"Don't call me Mr. Shen anymore," Shen Rao held her waist and strode forward, raising his head to look at her, "Call me brother~"

Not only did he dare to offend her, he also dared to take advantage of her by being a few months older.

Fortunately, Qi Yan still had some sense and said, "I don't have a brother."

Shen Rao turned his head and kissed her arm that was resting on his shoulder, teasing her in a sticky and seductive way.

“Now you have it~”

The touch of the soft lips was sharp, and Qi Yan shrank unconsciously, but was then held down by Shen Rao.

"No." Even though she lost her temper after being kissed, Qi Yan didn't buy it. "Don't waste your energy. I won't scream."

Shen Rao was a little discouraged. She was really stubborn.

Calling him brother is impossible for the time being.

Shen Rao didn't insist. He held her in his arms and walked away while trying to find the next best option.

"That's called husband."

"..."

Qi Yan tightened his grip on his shoulders and managed not to slap him.

Can't fan.

Maybe I'll cry.

This guy leaks.

It's leaking like a flood.

Can't stop.

"Impossible," Qi Yan refused flatly, "I'll just call you Mr. Shen."

"We've kissed so many times, and on the same bed..."

Qi Yan suddenly covered his mouth, his face as if he was familiar with it, and lowered his voice: "This is outside!"

You never know when a servant might pass by!

Shen Rao raised the corners of his eyes, opened his lips and licked and kissed her palm with a smile. A soft, hot and itchy feeling spread instantly. Qi Yan's whole body stiffened, and she immediately let go of her hand as if she was scalded.

"you!"

Her speech system was disordered, and she rubbed her hands on her skirt to relieve the itch.

My hands are connected to my heart, and my heart is starting to itch...

"It's already this kind of relationship, and calling him Mr. Shen is too formal, don't you think?"

"..."

Qi Yan didn't want to pay attention to him.

Shen Rao licked his lips and thought for a few seconds, then his eyes lit up as if he remembered something.

He held her waist, compressing the distance between them as much as possible, and curved his sparkling black eyes, speaking in a seductive tone.

"Then... just call me A Rao."