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

"Qi Yan... don't do this," Shen Rao was frightened by her and started crying, "I'm scared..."

His hands were shaking and hot tears were flowing, blurring his beautiful water-soaked eyes.

Qi Yan was a little flustered, "Why are you crying again? Do you really dislike it? Do you hate me for being like this?"

She slowly tightened her grip on Shen Rao's hand, and no one noticed the dark currents surging in her eyes.

It seemed that if he said something annoying, this seemingly docile "watchdog" would pounce on him and bite his neck.

"It's not annoying."

Fortunately, Shen Rao didn't mean that.

He was in so much pain that he could hardly make a sound, and his words were not coherent and he was gasping for breath.

"You're so good to me... I'm so grateful to you that you deserve to stab me in the heart... Qi Yan, I'm scared..."

"Baby, how can I bear to stab you in the heart?"

Qi Yan was heartbroken.

"It's all my duty to treat you well."

Shen Rao: “…”

Shen Rao didn't know what he wanted from her.

He kept crying, feeling so uncomfortable, his eyes and heart were sore.

How could she love him so much? She could just give it away.

She must be crazy.

Shen Rao began to feel resentful in his heart: "I don't want this, Qi Yan, I don't need you to be my dog!"

His Qi Yan should be high and mighty, standing high and looking down on others, instead of kneeling before him...

Qi Yan still kept that squinting look, as if she couldn't hear what Shen Rao said. Her deep gaze stopped at his sobbing and she smiled sincerely: "You cry so beautifully."

Shen Rao: “…”

Neuropathy! !

Shen Rao felt that Qi Yan must have had a brain injury, so he asked her to go and have a look at her head.

She smiled and said, "You are all in my mind now. What should I do, A Rao?"

Shen Rao's tears burst out again, both because of anger and shame.

Qi Yan refused to untie the bracelet for him, and it was useless for Shen Rao to cry or make a fuss. She just knelt between his legs with that smiling face that made people love and hate her, helped him and kissed him.

Shen Rao was so angry that he gasped and scolded her: "Why are you like this..."

so bad.

Qi Yan licked the corner of her lips, looked at him in a state of embarrassment due to the hot flashes, leaned over and smiled: "You chose Shen Rao yourself, you have to bear with it."

Shen Rao clutched the armrests of the chair, his bulging blue and white veins extending all the way to his forearms. He endured his heavy breathing, sobbing and cursing intermittently until dawn.

At dawn, Qi Yan held up his tear-stained cheeks, eyes full of heartache.

"Baby, you're crying so pitifully."

Shen Rao glared at her weakly, and the look was soft, more like a tease than a glare.

Qi Yan's heart moved, and she kissed the corner of his eye: "I can't go on, I still have official business to deal with."

"roll."

Shen Rao's magnetic voice was extremely hoarse, and one could tell from his voice that he had probably cried his throat out last night.

Qi Yan narrowed her eyes, didn't bother with him, and carried him to wash.

Shen Rao had no strength and was too lazy to resist. Anyway, this woman seemed gentle and reserved, but she was actually very domineering.

He couldn't fight with her, and even if he did, he probably wouldn't be able to beat her, so Shen Rao simply gave in.

Some things will open up if you just think about them.

He enjoyed Qi Yan's service with a clear conscience and was too lazy to even lift his arms when applying shower gel.

Qi Yan worked hard without any complaints. After washing, he wrapped the man in a bath towel, carried him to the bed, and got new home clothes for him to wear.

The previous one was so torn that it was unbearable to look at.

Shen Rao rested his straight long legs on Qi Yan's thighs, glancing at her as she squatted beside the bed to put on his pants.

I thought:

He eats her food, drinks her drinks, lives in her house, and spends her money, and he can even boss her around and get angry at her at ordinary times.

She never gets angry and never gets impatient. It would be hard to find a wife as perfect as her.

"Hey."

Shen Rao lowered his eyes and called her.

"Hmm?" Qi Yan raised her head and pulled up his pants. "What's wrong?"

Shen Rao supported himself on the bed with his hands behind his back, his shirt loosely draped over his body without having time to button it, revealing most of his broad, porcelain-white shoulders. His hard chest, which was covered with ambiguous red marks, was even more prominent because of this movement.

He half raised his eyes and lazily ordered, "Come here and kiss me."

Qi Yan swallowed hard, pulled up his pants, picked him up and kissed his swollen thin lips.

Shen Rao narrowed his eyes, feeling her soft intimacy, her slightly hot breath, and the cool fragrance that was about to marinate him.

Ok.

Also very obedient.

Kiss if you want.

Just hug me if I let you.

Shen Rao dodged her lips as she was about to deepen the kiss. Qi Yan lowered her pupils, her tone revealing an inexplicable sense of grievance.

"No more kissing?"

"That's enough kissing, you can go now, I'll put on the rest myself."

After saying that, he started buttoning his shirt, paying no attention to her at all.

Qi Yan knew that she was too cruel last night.

It was like she was crazy. It was hard to imagine that she was the one who did those things. Guilt-driven, she nodded and said, "Go to sleep first. I'll come find you after I'm done."

'哐——'

As the door closed, the room became completely silent.

Shen Rao lay on the bed like a boneless person, emptying his mind. Perhaps because he was too tired, he did not feel very sleepy.

He glanced at the bracelet on his left hand that was worn along with a red string.

It’s unknown what material the bracelet is made of. It’s very light, but feels very textured. There are a few buttons on it, but Shen Rao doesn’t dare to press them.

After studying the touch screen function, I soon discovered that this thing can not only give electric shock punishment, but also display the location of the collar in real time.

Shen Rao stared at the red dot on the screen that was getting farther and farther away from the green dot where he was, and pursed his lips.

The bracelet is very close to the skin, and the lock cannot be removed without knowing the password, unless you cut your hand...

He gave up, fell into the pillow, and began to curse Qi Yan in his heart.

She is a psychopath.

"Ah chirp."

Qi Yan, who was just taking over the information, sneezed, and his subordinates instantly felt like they were facing a great enemy.

"Have you caught a cold? Send for the personal doctor now."

"No need." Qi Yan raised his hand, touched the tip of his nose and pulled his lower lip. "Someone must be scolding me."

"Who dares..." to scold you.

The subordinate paused when he saw the upward curve of her lips.

I seem to know who it is.

After wearing the bracelet, Shen Rao became the center of attention, and the servants in the mansion couldn't take their eyes off him.

He was annoyed: "Can you please stop looking? There's something on my face."

Yuan Yuan, with eyes wide open, raised two thumbs and said, "It's much more wonderful than flowers, sir, you are awesome."

Shen Rao: “…”

A bunch of psychos.

At lunch, Qi Yan took time out of her busy schedule to accompany him. Shen Rao was also annoyed with her, and the first thing he said when they met was.

"You picked it for me."

"No." Qi Yan put the handkerchief back on the tray in the servant's hand and sat down.

damn it.

Shen Rao felt that he was the "dog" wearing a collar.

He bared his teeth: "Now they are looking at me with strange eyes, it's so annoying, hurry up and take it off for me!"

"..."

Qi Yan glanced at the servants.

They all worked hard, not daring to overstep their boundaries.