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

Shen Rao stayed up from day till night without daring to close his eyes. He had to test her temperature and change the fever-reducing patches from time to time. He did everything himself for fear that he was not taking good care of her.

Fortunately, there were medical facilities this time. Her burning body temperature gradually subsided in the second half of the night, and her breathing became more regular.

Under the warm yellow floor lamp.

Shen Rao leaned against the head of the bed, holding Qi Yan, who was sleeping on him, in one hand, and using the light from his hand to look at the thermometer.

Still have a slight fever.

Just then the person in his arms moved, and Shen Rao held her lower back steadily to prevent her from falling.

His slightly heavy eyelids opened, his raven eyelashes trembled slightly, and his blurry vision gradually became clear. When he saw the handsome face magnified several times, Qi Yan was slightly stunned, and his clear voice became hoarse and dry without any strength.

"Why are you here?"

"I can't be here?" Shen Rao asked back, putting down the thermometer, scooping up the warm water at the bedside, and said softly, "Drink some water first."

"get out."

Qi Yan avoided the water cup.

"..."

With a "click", Shen Rao pressed the glass water cup unconsciously, his finger bones turned white as he endured it.

He laughed in anger: "I took care of you for a whole day and night, and you told me to get out the moment I opened my eyes? You are amazing."

Qi Yan was stunned for a moment, her brain still a little slow, she said softly: "I'm not asking you to get out," she tilted her head, "It's contagious..."

Shen Rao paused with the force that nearly crushed the cup, and stared at her profile which was abnormally flushed.

The next second, Shen Rao took a sip of the warm water in the cup, stretched out his big bony hand to hold her jaw, and without giving her any time to react, he pried open her lips and teeth with his thin lips and passed all the warm water over to her.

"Cough-cough-"

Qi Yan was choked, and water stains slid down the corners of his lips, forcing blood to flow out of his pale lips.

She was a little shocked: "You..."

Shen Rao took another sip of water and repeated the previous steps, feeding her mouthful by mouthful until the cup was empty.

Qi Yan, who was still sick, had little strength and could only gasp for breath as he did what he wanted. Shen Rao pressed his lips against her wet lips and spoke in the same rhythm as hers.

“I’m not afraid of being infected.”

Qi Yan felt something wet and salty flowing to her lips, hot, salty, and a little sour and bitter.

"I'm just afraid you don't want me."

As soon as he finished speaking, Shen Rao suddenly kissed her desperately, tears melting between his lips and teeth.

As if trying to confirm her body temperature, to make sure she was still there, he broke down what he wanted to say into pieces and fed them to her one word at a time.

"Qi Yan, no matter where you go, take me with you, okay?"

"I beg you."

"...Follow me," Qi Yan said with her long eyelashes drooping and her numb lips parted, "You will die."

"I'm not afraid of death," Shen Rao looked up at her infatuatedly, "I'm just afraid that I won't be able to die with you, Ah Yan, please don't abandon me. As long as you are there, I'm willing to go anywhere."

"You want to go, take me with you, okay?"

"I can cook, wash clothes, take care of people, and make money. I can do a lot of things. I am very useful."

Shen Rao was unable to stop Qi Yan, so he had to ask her to take him with her.

No matter where you go.

Regardless of life or death.

"..."

Qi Yan looked at him silently for a long, long time, just as Shen Rao's heart was sinking with despair.

Suddenly, his neck was firmly grasped and a crazy and passionate kiss swept across his lips.

Shen Rao was stunned for a moment, and dodged with difficulty and said: "Needle, needle, needle, Qi Yan, needle..."

She still had the infusion needle in her hand. Qi Yan grabbed the hair at the back of his head and forced him to look into her dark and lifeless eyes.

"Don't worry about it. I want to continue kissing you. Will you let me?" Qi Yan tilted his head and asked.

Shen Rao's heart suddenly jumped, but he was still thinking about the needle: "Needle..."

The rest of the words were blocked by Qi Yan's lips. She had a strong learning ability and learned all of Shen Rao's kissing techniques after just one demonstration.

Even more crazy, fierce, and cruel than him, biting like a wild beast, wanting to tear him apart and swallow him.

Shen Rao was kissed until he felt dizzy, and was pushed down on the bed without realizing it. The woman sat on his waist without any care, and her hand, which had just subsided from the high fever, reached into his clothes and set the fire on fire.

"Qi Yan, you still have a fever." He held her dishonest hands and said with a blushing face.

"Well," Qi Yan said calmly, "Try the one who's still having a fever..."

"Qi Yan!"

Shen Rao was stunned for five seconds, as if he couldn't believe his ears: "Who did you learn this from?!"

Who corrupted the innocent Ah Yan? !

"You really talk a lot."

Qi Yan covered his lips with one hand, pulled open his collar, and bit hard on the other side of the teeth marks left before.

"Uh……"

Shen Rao frowned in pain, but didn't dare to move, for fear of causing the needle in her hand to bleed.

The lips and teeth left traces on the cold white collarbone and neck, which complemented the deep bite marks on the other side, creating an ambiguous atmosphere.

All the way until he rolled his Adam's apple up and down and opened his lips to bite it. Shen Rao's body suddenly stiffened. He couldn't bear it anymore. He opened his mouth with a trembling voice and begged for mercy.

"Qi Yan...let me go...what did I do wrong, please tell me?"

He felt so hot that he was about to explode, but he didn't dare to touch her casually.

"Don't torture me like this..."

As he spoke, his thin lips inevitably rubbed against Qi Yan's palm, which felt itchy and uncomfortable.

But this man kept chattering on and on, making Qi Yan feel annoyed and itchy. In the end, he grabbed his jaw tightly with his backhand.

"Qi Yan..."

The rest of the words were blocked by the angry kiss from the red lips, which bit and gnawed without mercy. It didn't feel like a kiss, but more like cannibalism.

Shen Rao could feel that she was angry, although he didn't know why, but he accepted it all and responded to her subtly and carefully.

But this response could not win Qi Yan's sympathy. After the extreme kiss, she let go of the swollen thin lips, and her dark eyes without any warmth penetrated, admiring her own "masterpiece".

Flushed eyes, panting lips, and charming red marks on the neck.

Every time he opened his mouth, it was her name that came out.

Everything proves one thing.

This guy is hers.

He said anything is fine with him.

He said he wanted to go with him.

He said don't leave him.

He said he loved her.

He said……

I said a lot.

So many nice words.

"Shen Rao."

Qi Yan pinched his chin, looked into his hazy black eyes, and asked coldly: "Do you love me?"

"I love you."

He suddenly burst into laughter, and the mist instantly turned into ripples, rippling: "I love you so much."

"..."

Hearing this, Qi Yan slowly put her hands around his neck and stared at him deeply: "Since you love me so much, it doesn't matter if you die for me, right?"

Shen Rao suddenly realized something.

"You've been unwilling to leave and have been pestering me every day. It's really annoying."

The hand covering his neck was like an icy giant python, sliding heavily, gradually tightening, and strangling his breathing.

Her clear eyes approached him, and she whispered coldly as if hell was asking for his life: "You said you loved me so much, so it's okay for me to kill you, right?"

There was no emotion in Qi Yan's eyes, and there seemed to be countless ghost hands around him, quarreling, tearing, and whispering.

Kill this annoying shackle and everything will be fine.

Kill him and you will be free.

Killing him will make it seem like nothing happened in these five years.

Kill him and everything can start over again.

It's still not too late to kill him!

kill him.

kill him.

kill him.

Just kill him...

"Okay." Shen Rao spread out his hands, still looking at Qi Yan gently, "Come on."

His attitude towards death is like an embrace to a lover.