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

Seeing his tears falling down, Qi Yan's expression remained indifferent.

There was no point in crying. Shen Rao was really scared this time and felt very aggrieved: "How could you not talk to me..."

"You didn't communicate with me first."

She spoke, her voice even quieter than her emotions.

Shen Rao's tears paused.

Qi Yan said calmly: "You said we should tell each other, but I asked you a question and you didn't answer me——"

She paused, looked directly into his tearful eyes, and said word by word: "It's you who lied to me."

Shen Rao panicked: "Qi Yan, I..."

"You're forcing me," Qi Yan didn't wait for him to finish, she glanced down, and when she looked at him again, she was extremely cold, "Just do it if you want to, just consider it my duty."

Shen Rao's heart was hit hard several times, and it hurt so much that blood flowed.

He immediately pulled up his trousers and cried, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I was wrong, it's my fault, I'm a beast, I'm not a human..."

He quickly straightened Qi Yan's slipping pajamas, hugged her waist and cried for forgiveness.

"I was wrong, Qi Yan, you can hit me or scold me, but don't ignore me and don't say it's an obligation... Okay?"

He doesn't want obligations, he wants love.

He wants Qi Yan's love! !

Qi Yan was still angry and didn't want to pay any attention to him.

Shen Rao had no choice but to do nothing and didn't dare to do anything to her. He could only hug her and sob.

After a while, Qi Yan struggled: "Since you know you are wrong, let me go."

"Are you going out?" a choked male voice sounded.

“……”Qi Yan said nothing.

Shen Rao thought she had agreed, so he held her tightly and said stubbornly, "No, you can't go out."

Qi Yanrang laughed angrily: "Is this what you call knowing you're wrong?"

Shen Rao: "Wuwuwu, I'm sorry..."

Even though he was still apologizing, there were some things he wouldn't give in on.

"I'm sorry, I'm really sorry, but you still have to sleep with me and you're not allowed to go out. If you go out today, I'll find a rope here and hang myself."

And even threatened.

Qi Yan thought he was ridiculous and didn't want to argue anymore: "I'll sleep on the sofa."

"I'll accompany you." Shen Rao said immediately.

He was afraid that Qi Yan would run away.

Even if this place is her home, she is wearing a tracking collar, so where can she run to?

But Shen Rao was panicking. He was fragile, he lacked love, and he couldn't live without her.

The bed can't even accommodate two people, let alone the sofa.

Shen Rao was embarrassed to squeeze her, so he squatted on the carpet beside the sofa, covered her with a blanket like a wronged young wife, and coaxed her in a hoarse voice.

"Will you forgive me? I know I was wrong. I will answer you whatever you ask me in the future, okay, Qi Yan?"

She still doesn't speak.

When she didn't speak, Shen Rao couldn't help but seek comfort and kiss her to gain a sense of security and prove that she was still there.

After a while, Qi Yan, who was lying on the sofa, had a flushed face and lips that were swollen and numb.

The person in front of him had a look of hidden pain, as if he was the one being bullied and almost kissed to death.

She closed her eyes in annoyance: "Go back to bed."

"I'll stay here with you." Shen Rao lay down beside the sofa and looked at her hesitantly, "Or you can come back with me."

"Go back to bed yourself."

"I'm right here." Shen Rao insisted.

"..."

These two people are more stubborn and obstinate than each other.

Qi Yan, who had always been good-tempered and calm, was finally annoyed by him after all this back and forth.

She sat up and grabbed his collar, almost squeezing out the words from between her teeth: "I told you to go back to bed!"

"... Ah Yan, I don't want to leave the problem until tomorrow." Her eyes were frosty and her aura was gloomy. Shen Rao was not afraid at all. He held her wrist and continued, "I want to watch you fall asleep. I can't sleep without you."

It would be fine if she wasn't here, but when she was here, Shen Rao had no interest in sleeping in a separate bed from her.

His paranoia towards Qi Yan was ingrained in his bones, and he repeated again: "I'm right here."

Qi Yan said sincerely: "Are you sick?"

Shen Rao stared at her stickyly, his eyes filled with thick and crazy love.

He held her arms that were holding onto his collar with both of his hands, stroking them gently, like an octopus that had climbed up and held on to her, and said softly and slowly, "It's been more than a day or two."

His love was not healthy, and he knew it.

But what could he do? Just like some people believe in the sun, what was wrong with him believing in Qi Yan?

After all, Qi Yan was no different from the sun in his eyes.

Without the sun, the world would fall into eternal night, and without Qi Yan, his world would fall into dead silence.

He was her most crazy believer.

Qi Yan couldn't do anything about him. The love in that heart was so hot that she couldn't ignore it.

She was forced to loosen her fingertips, and Shen Rao took the opportunity to interlock his fingers with hers. He was more difficult to deal with than an octopus.

The high body temperature was transmitted from the palm of his hand. Qi Yan stared at him. Shen Rao raised the corner of his lips and confessed: "I love you so much."

Qi Yan: “…”

She lowered her eyes to glance at his tightly clasped hands, and after a long while, she opened her mouth and said, "Love me, I asked about the wound on your hand, but you didn't tell me."

Her voice was a little low and muffled: "You love me, but you didn't reply to my message, and you didn't tell me when you came..."

The clear eyes slowly raised and looked at him solemnly: "Do you really love me?"

Qi Yan was a little bit unconvinced.

At this moment, Shen Rao's heart was broken.

He was guilty of such a heinous crime that I just wanted to slap myself in the face and explain myself.

"I didn't mean to not reply to your message. I was so excited when I read what you sent me that I had a nosebleed. I hadn't figured out how to reply. In the afternoon, Uncle Qiao said he would bring me to see you. I thought we could talk in person, so I forgot to reply..."

"Nosebleed?"

Qi Yan caught the point and held his cheek with her free hand, with obvious worry between her brows.

"Have you seen a doctor? I'll have someone take you for a check-up now..."

"I'm fine, I'm just irritated."

Shen Rao was heartbroken.

She cared about me so much, yet I kept it from her and even wanted to force her.

I am really nothing!

Shen Rao felt so guilty and sad that he was about to cry again.

"What about the wound on your hand?" Qi Yan asked softly.

Shen Rao sniffed, not caring whether it was embarrassing or not, fearing that she would misunderstand that he didn't love her, and said in a panic: "I learned embroidery."

Qi Yan: “……?”

"Learn embroidery?"

Shen Rao explained it again tearfully, and Qi Yan's expression was a little dull.

She pursed her lips and asked, "Why don't you just tell me?"

Shen Rao said shyly, "I, I haven't learned it well yet. I got pricked at the beginning. I'm afraid you think I'm too stupid, so I'm embarrassed to say it out loud."

"..."

Qi Yan lowered his eyes, looked at his hands and remained silent.

"Please don't be angry, okay?" Shen Rao was full of guilt. "I will never hide anything from you again. Please don't ignore me and talk to me, okay?"

"You can say anything..."

"I'm sorry." Qi Yan suddenly pulled his hand closer to look at the tiny wound and apologized in a low voice, "I shouldn't have ignored you, please forgive me."

As soon as he finished speaking, he didn't wait for Shen Rao to react.

She lowered her head and took his slender fingertips that were clasped on her hand into her mouth.

The soft tip of the tongue gently licks the fingertips, soothing the wound with wet and gentle care.