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

The fingers are connected to the heart, Shen Rao's hands and heart trembled together.

"Qi, Qi Yan..."

Qi Yan licked and kissed his fingers, and occasionally raised her eyes, which were like a surging sea, quiet and dangerous, and would swallow you up immediately if you were not careful.

Plus what she said from time to time: "You are not stupid, you are very capable."

She was stupid to be angry with him.

Shen Rao became completely red.

The scar, which was so small that it could be ignored, seemed like a big deal on her body, and he felt itchy and numb inside.

Qi Yan kissed all the way to his sensitive wrist, biting it bit by bit. Shen Rao's palms trembled, but he didn't dare to pull back for fear of making her angry again. He could only beg in a hoarse voice: "Don't do this... Qi Yan... It's so itchy..."

Qi Yan held his index finger in her mouth without much effort, staring at him quietly.

It seems to be asking in a confused manner: What's wrong? Why can't I do that?

Shen Rao's eyes suddenly turned red, and he couldn't hold back any longer. He pressed his finger on her tongue, and when he pulled her over to kiss him, he said, "Did you do this on purpose?"

Qi Yan narrowed her eyes, and Shen Rao knew that she did it on purpose.

Shen Rao bit her lips, staring at her face immersed in intimacy, with dark currents surging in his eyes.

The bad-hearted guy treated him like a dog and trained him. The most annoying thing was that he wagged his tail happily and didn't want to be mean to her at all.

Shen Rao was a little angry and kissed her even harder, wishing he could eat her up.

It was another extreme kiss. Qi Yan couldn't continue kissing him because she had to get up early tomorrow. She pushed his broad chest away and compromised.

"Go to bed and sleep. I won't leave." His tone softened a lot.

The clingy Shen Rao was unwilling to do that and kept pestering her: "I'll sleep here with you."

Qi Yan glanced at the man sitting obediently on the ground, sighed, and patted his side: "Come up."

Shen Rao was like a large dog that had received permission from its owner. He was visibly happy. He squeezed forward, hugged her tightly, and smiled happily as if he had gained great satisfaction: "Good Ah Yan~"

However, the next second, the curve of his lips drooped.

Because Qi Yan said, "Let me go first."

"Are you still angry with me?" Shen Rao said cautiously, "I can continue to apologize to you, I was wrong..."

"stop."

Qi Yan stopped him from apologizing.

"It's uncomfortable to sleep like this..."

"You still want to go out?" Shen Rao was extremely stubborn, "You are not allowed to go out."

He nestled into Qi Yan's neck and begged in a low voice: "Don't leave, sleep on me."

Qi Yan: “…”

Now that Qi Yan's mental state is stable, can she really sleep on him?

No.

It's just nonsense.

She pushed Shen Rao away, her tone extremely helpless:

"I'll move the sofa in and sleep with you, okay?"

She compromised.

She always seemed to be able to compromise with this man.

She wouldn't go outside or look for anyone of questionable character, so Shen Rao was of course happy about it. His eyes lit up, and he offered to help move the sofa, but was stopped by Qi Yan.

The reason is: the wounded should stay aside.

Shen Rao: “…”

Looking at his tall and strong self, and the inconspicuous wound on his hand, he chose to accept Qi Yan's "orders" obediently.

After moving the sofa, Qi Yan yawned. She was really sleepy. She rubbed her eyes and said to Shen Rao, "Go to sleep."

"Oh, okay," Shen Rao nodded, climbed onto the bed, stared at Qi Yan who was covering him with a quilt, and suddenly asked, "Are you still angry?"

Qi Yan paused while grabbing another layer of cashmere blanket: "Are you afraid that I will be angry?"

"Of course," Shen Rao unconsciously grasped the bed sheet, "Don't you know that you are scary when you are angry?"

Qi Yan five years ago was completely different from her anger five years later.

Perhaps it was because I was used to silence and hiding my emotions, so I didn't realize how hurtful her indifference was. It was like a silent knife, quiet but sharp.

"It feels like... you don't care about me at all," Shen Rao muttered about his feelings, "like you will leave me at any time."

Qi Yan looked at him for a long time. If she had not promised to marry him, she would definitely say something like:

No one will not leave you, including me. Don't pin your hopes on others. These are cruel truths.

But, her remaining tenderness may have been all used on this person.

She lowered her eyes and dissected herself:

"I won't leave you, don't worry about this. I went out in anger just to calm down and digest it myself. I'm afraid--"

Qi Yan paused and said, "Losing control of your emotions will hurt you."

She is used to digesting things by herself and has never thought about the usefulness of communication.

After all, Qishan is not a place where you can make sense, and making excuses and talking too much are signs of being useless.

Qi Yan, who grew up here, was used to doing things without saying anything. Suddenly, someone came and insisted that she express her marriage partner, which made her a little overwhelmed.

After all, she was just an idiot who couldn't get along with her lover.

Shen Rao listened quietly, did not speak immediately, but just put his arms around her and called her in a low voice.

"Qi Yan."

"Ah."

"Qi Yan."

"Ok?"

Shen Rao buried his head deeply in the crook of her neck, and stroked her waist with his hands, so tightly that it caused wrinkles in her pajamas. He hugged her tightly inch by inch, sniffing the soothing scent on her body, and spoke slowly.

"Qi Yan, we will be together for a long, long time, and we will always be together in the future. I am different from others. I am your partner. You can trust me, rely on me a little, and confide your bad emotions to me."

He said: "I'm not afraid that you will be angry, I'm afraid that you will ignore me, that you won't communicate with me, that you will ignore me. You are a human being, it's normal to be angry, it would be strange if you weren't angry."

He kissed her neck gently: "I love everything about you, Qi Yan, including your bad temper. Trust me a little."

"..."

The heat from his lips rubbing against my skin as he spoke was itchy.

He hugged himself very tightly.

It’s so tight that even if I don’t respond, it seems like I’ll never be left behind.

Qi Yan's eyelids gradually lowered, and the hands hanging on both sides slowly wrapped around his thin waist, then slowly tightened, and her forehead rested weakly on his shoulder, and she said slowly: "I am very angry today."

"Yes," Shen Rao responded, "Tell me everything, Ah Yan."

Qi Yan: "You didn't reply to my message."

Shen Rao: "I'm sorry, I won't do it again next time."

Qi Yan: "You came without telling me."

Shen Rao: "I will tell you the first time next time."

Qi Yan: "You hid your injury from me."

Shen Rao: "I was wrong. I will never hide it from you again."

Shen Rao is so sorry.

He is so inhuman.

His Ah Yan was obviously so busy but she still replied to messages within seconds, but he didn't reply at all and acted as if nothing had happened. He hid his injury from her and told her to be honest, but he was not honest himself.

"I know I was wrong," Shen Rao said with a sad face, "Please forgive me, Ah Yan."

Qi Yan calmed down: "Well, I forgive you."

She felt much better and began to hug him, unwilling to let go.

Shen Rao caught a glimpse of her slightly red ears, and asked with a twitch of his head, "Your face is so red."

"..."

Of course Qi Yan knew that she was blushing. In fact, she was just a little too angry. She thought these were trivial matters. She was angry about these trivial matters and even specifically mentioned them to be comforted.

She is such a grown-up, she must not be embarrassed or blushing. It's rare for her to act like a rogue, she said angrily.

"Just pretend you didn't see it!"