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

Qi Yan was unbuttoning his waist belt with one hand. There was no extra space to tear the packaging open, so he had to use his teeth to tear it open.

He looked unaware, as if he had no idea how foul this was.

Shen Rao's waist trembled slightly, and with his hot and sticky black eyes open, he pulled her hand that was about to untie his belt, and said in a hoarse voice: "I'll do it."

Qi Yan stopped unbuttoning his belt, straightened his upper body, breathed heavily, and watched his movements quietly.

The man rolled his dry and hot Adam's apple repeatedly, and his hands with pink knuckles moved on the cloud-patterned gold-buckle belt, pulling her waist tighter as he pulled it up.

He had wanted to untie her belt during the day.

I want to, I want to, I want to very much.

Now I finally got what I wanted.

Shen Rao still had a nosebleed on the way, but as he had said before, the nosebleed did not affect his performance.

He held up his strong upper body with a thin layer of sweat on it, picked up a few pieces of paper from the bedside, stopped the bleeding, grabbed Qi Yan's ankle and pulled her back.

"Don't run, this is just the beginning, Ayan."

Qi Yan buried her head in the pillow, but he pulled her up to kiss her.

She complained about her grievances over and over again, "I miss you so much. You've been avoiding me lately. Do you know how sad I am?"

Qi Yan's misty eyes trembled slightly, and her voice became hoarse: "They said that meeting in advance does not mean good..."

The corners of Shen Rao's eyes became even redder.

"So you're just going to abandon me?"

"..."

"Hmm?" He said in a low voice.

"Feel sorry……"

"I don't want your apology," Shen Rao kissed the corner of her lips, not taking advantage of her, "Hubby, you know what I want to hear."

"……I love you."

Shen Rao laughed in a whisper, and as if still unsatisfied, he chased after her and asked, "Who do you love?"

"Shen Rao..."

"Connect them together."

Qi Yan, who had him in her eyes and heart, was very obedient, and she really cooperated with him and said, "I love you, Shen Rao."

Shen Rao's eyes turned red, and he kissed her lips fiercely. In between breaths, he told her, "I love you, too, Qi Yan."

Qi Yan couldn't remember how much Shen Rao's nosebleed had that night. She only remembered that she seemed very worried that he would bleed to death.

The banquet outside was lively for a few days, and Shen Rao pestered her for a few days.

I swear to make up for what I owe over the years.

She didn't know how many times she had lay in the bathtub, raising her eyes to look at the man with a satisfied look on his face. He was glowing, and Qi Yan felt a little sucked dry.

She soaked her chin in hot water and her voice was hoarse when she spoke.

It turns out that you have to pay for what you have done.

My throat hurts a little and my waist is sore.

She held back and said, "In the future... let's be more restrained."

Shen Rao paused while washing her arms, gave her an ambiguous look, and said with a half-smile.

"Miss Qi, is this not working?"

Qi Yan: “…”

She raised the white flag without any psychological burden: "Yes, please let me go."

"You looked down on me before." Shen Rao snorted.

Having said that, Shen Rao still felt sorry for her and gave her a gentle kiss on the cheek.

"Have a good sleep later."

"Don't go on." Qi Yan was a little afraid of him.

"What are you talking about?" Shen Rao glared at her, "Do you think I'm a beast?"

Qi Yan didn't say anything, but his affirmative eyes rested on him.

As if to say: You are.

Shen Rao wanted to pounce on her and bite her, but when his eyes swept across her fair neck covered with red marks, he couldn't bear to do so.

"Does it hurt?"

He gently brought up the warm water and brushed his fingertips across her neck.

Qi Yan's eyes fell on his neck, chest, waist and abdomen, which were more seriously injured than hers. She felt a little embarrassed to say that it hurt. Actually, the current waist pain was also due to her own efforts.

"Shen Rao."

Qi Yan suddenly leaned over the edge of the bathtub, staring at him with clear eyes.

"Does it hurt?"

Shen Rao frowned. They started calling his name, and he felt like slapping himself.

"That's not what I'm talking about," Qi Yan shook her head, her eyes still fixed on him, and said softly, "I want to tell you something."

"what's up?"

Shen Rao leaned closer to her and lowered his voice. Even though they were alone, it sounded like they were whispering.

Qi Yan put her five fingers together, leaned close to his ear, and whispered, "I love you very much."

Even though they had been "training" for a few days, Shen Rao couldn't help but blushing at her words, and glared at her with his watery black eyes in reproach.

"I already knew it."

If she didn't love him, would she get married to him? Would she go to great lengths to hold two weddings for him? Would she take care of him in every way and let him do whatever he wanted?

The answer is: no.

Qi Yan has never been someone who would put himself in a difficult position.

Unless she doesn't feel wronged.

"I know," Qi Yan leaned her head against the edge of the bathtub, her eyes curved with a smile, "but I still want to tell you."

"..."

Shen Rao also leaned against the edge. The two were at a very close distance. There was no kissing, only a stare-in-the-soul exchange.

So deep and long-lasting, as if to carve the other person into the soul, for eternity.

He couldn't help but confess for who knows how many times, "I love you too."

I love her so much that I want to take her to death with me.

Love her so much that I can't bear to see her die.

Love her so much that I want to lock her up.

Love her so much that I can't bear to lock her up.

Qi Yan raised her eyes and asked with a smile: "Do you want a kiss?"

Of course Shen Rao would not refuse: "I want to kiss you."

He was still concerned about his wife's health, so he made a gesture with his thumb and index finger.

"Just a light kiss will do."

Qi Yan's smile got bigger: "Okay, I'll do as you say."

The two hugged each other, kissed, licked, and felt each other's heavy breathing because of them.

They were all happy about it.

After Qi Shan’s wedding.

Qi Yan was busy with the awarding of honors and the succession ceremony, and was running around like a top all day long.

Shen Rao accompanied her silently, sometimes with a quick kiss, sometimes with a cup of hot milk, and sometimes with the man who fell asleep beside her without her knowing when.

She picked him up with tenderness in her eyes and carried him to the bedroom.

Shen Rao would always wake up at this time, put his long arms around her neck, rub it for a while, and then continue to close his eyes and fall asleep.

But this time he didn't, instead he asked in a muffled voice.

"Qi Yan, are you tired?"

Qi Yan paused, holding his lower back and looking at the empty corridor.

How many times has he asked her this question?

Qi Yan doesn’t remember much.

But her answer this time will definitely be different.

She lowered her gaze, pressed her nose against his shoulder, and slowly closed her eyes as her breath filled her.

"I'm tired, why don't you kiss me and give me some energy."

Shen Rao smiled and held her cheek, his sleepy black eyes reflected her like rippling waves: "Okay, my dear wife~"

At this time, he still did not forget to be sticky and flirty: "You can charge it as long as you want."

Qi Yan ignored his flirtatious words and sent a pure love attack.

"lifetime?"

"...Well," Shen Rao said hoarsely, "for a lifetime."

A chuckle was about to escape from Qi Yan's throat.

"No," he suddenly said fiercely, "Not just for this life, but for all my lives, I will keep pestering you."

Qi Yan pressed her forehead against his, her clear eyes filled with the same frequency of madness, and she agreed.

"Okay, that sounds good."

fate.

They are supposed to be entangled, they are supposed to love each other.

For eternity, without death, love grows madly.

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