The Emperor's uncle loves me! My paranoid wife, don't run away

Zhe Qing's figure swayed and his footsteps moved lightly, as if he was pushed by the crowd.

He suddenly lost his balance and fell straight to Sun Ye's feet.

"oops!"

With a cry of surprise, she fell lightly to the ground, and her slender hand happened to fall beside Sun Ye's boots.

His posture was awkward, as if he was completely defenseless.

Shen Runing covered her face: Ah, such an old-fashioned scam...

This fall made the surrounding beauties quiet down for a moment.

Sun Ye's eyes suddenly tightened, and when he looked down, it was Zhe Qing?

He had been pursuing this woman for who knows how long, but she had always been cold and indifferent to him.

Today... I actually fell at his feet?

Could it be that she finally figured it out?

Sun Ye's heart warmed, and just as he was about to bend down to help her, Zhang Meir in his arms noticed something was wrong.

His eyes flashed, and he put his soft arms around Sun Ye's neck, almost pressing his entire body against hers.

At the same time, he quietly raised one foot and stepped hard on the back of Zhe Qing's hand.

"what……"

Zhe Qing exclaimed softly, his slender eyebrows slightly frowned.

Her face was still covered with a veil, so her expression couldn't be seen clearly, but her bright eyes revealed a hint of weakness and helplessness.

Combined with her posture of sitting on the ground, she looks quite pitiful.

Sun Ye's throat tightened and the greed in his eyes became more intense.

He recalled that he had tried many times to get Zhe Qing into his hands, but each time she dodged him without even looking at him.

Zhang Meir noticed Sun Ye's thoughts, her eyes flickered slightly, she quietly increased the strength of her footsteps, and smiled exceptionally sweetly.

"Lord Sun~"

He said in a coquettish voice, looking at him lovingly with a charming smile on the corner of his lips.

"What? Master Sun has changed his mind?"

Sun Ye's mind cleared up for a moment, and when he thought of the previous times when Zhe Qing had treated him coldly, he suddenly felt a twisted sense of pleasure in his heart.

Humph, this little girl looked down on him in the past, but now she knows how to please him?

We can't let her succeed too easily!

Sun Ye's eyes darkened, he raised his hand and patted Zhang Meir on the back, signaling him not to be anxious, then lowered his head, stretched out his fat palm, and pinched Zhe Qing's chin.

The force was so strong that Zhe Qing was forced to raise his head, his eyes flickering slightly.

"Little girl? What happened today?"

Force her to face him.

"Where is your former pride?"

Zhe Qing's eyelashes trembled slightly, her eyes turned slightly, and her voice was soft.

"Master Sun has misunderstood..."

She stretched out a hand and placed it on Sun Ye's knee as if inadvertently. Her eyes were dim, with a hint of timidity, yet vaguely alluring.

"I just suddenly figured out something."

Sun Ye was startled and his breathing suddenly became heavier.

What does this mean?

The lust in Sun Ye's eyes seemed to be overflowing, and his gaze wandered greedily over Zhe Qing's face.

"What have you figured out?"

He chuckled, with a hint of hoarse anticipation.

Zhe Qing took advantage of his off guard and suddenly pulled back his hand that was stepped on by Zhang Meir.

In a flash, his fingertips pinched Zhang Meir's slender ankle fiercely.

"what!"

Zhang Meir screamed in pain and her body shook violently.

Then he lowered his head and glared at Zhe Qing in anger.

"what you do!"

Zhe Qing still looked pitiful, with slightly red eyes, as if he could cry at any time.

"I didn't approach you, Lord Sun, in the past, not because I was being reserved..."

"But..."

The voice was soft and timid, and seemed to carry a hint of unspeakable pain.

Sun Ye's breathing stagnated.

"But what?"

Zhe Qing gently raised his hand, and his soft fingertips fell on the back of Sun Ye's hand.

"I feel I am not worthy of you."

She raised her eyes slowly, her eyes were moist.

"I'm sorry for letting you down..."

A hint of surprise flashed across Sun Ye's eyes, and then he narrowed his eyes, revealing a strong sense of amusement.

"Oh?"

He suddenly withdrew his hand, sneered, and looked at Zhe Qing with scrutiny.

Then he suddenly raised his foot and pressed the tip of his boot against her chin. The force was neither too strong nor too weak, but it revealed a sense of humiliation from a superior position.

"Bitch, do you have any conspiracy?"

Zhe Qing's heart trembled slightly, and his eyes quickly swept across the token on his waist.

Her eyes darkened, her thoughts raced, and then tears suddenly overflowed from her eyes and slid down her fair cheeks.

She bit her lower lip and her voice was so soft that it was almost inaudible.

"Sir, what woman wouldn't like a man like you?"

Zhe Qing's hand gently covered his ankle, as if leaning on him subconsciously, his voice choked slightly.

"Zhe Qing probably just couldn't control his inner feelings..."

At the same time, Yan Shu suddenly threw himself at Sun Ye's feet and echoed pitifully.

"Sir Sun, you are the most distinguished guest of our Wenyuefang. My sister...she is really moved..."

Sun Ye's Adam's apple rolled slightly and his eyes became more dangerous.

This woman...did she really give in, or was she playing some trick?

Zhang Meir's fingertips in Sun Ye's arms tightened quietly, and her nails dug deeply into her palms.

Looking at Sun Ye's lustful appearance, hatred surged in his eyes.

His eyes darkened, and he slowly lowered his eyes, as if burying his head in Sun Ye's arms, while his other hand quickly reached to the inside of his arm.

There, the silver needles he had prepared for a long time were hidden!

That was the killing weapon that he had buried under his skin with his own hands, and had long since merged with his flesh and blood!

His fingertips quickly touched the skin, peeling off the thin layer of skin, and blood oozed out instantly, but he didn't even frown.

Swish!

The fingertips flipped, and the cold silver needle instantly flew out, flashing with a cold light, and pierced straight into the back of Sun Ye's neck!

His movements were as fast as lightning and extremely ruthless!

"go to hell!"

At this moment, Sun Ye was still immersed in Zhe Qing's gentle attitude.

In front of me was her tearful and charming look, and in my ears was Yan Shu's soft and sticky pleading...