The Killer's Cleansing Manual

Lin Shanjuan racked her brains to think of some excuse. She opened and closed her mouth, and stopped talking several times because she couldn't think of a reasonable excuse.

Qi Zhaomian just looked at her calmly, watching her lips open and close, and he became more and more agitated the more he watched.

She knew that this mouth sounded hard, but was actually quite soft.

Maybe... she wanted to try it again to see if it was soft.

Lin Shanjuan finally thought of a reasonable excuse, but before he could utter a word, Qi Zhaomian grabbed him by the collar and pulled him over for a kiss.

At the moment when they touched softly, Lin Shanjuan's mind went blank. She heard ringing in her ears and saw the calmness gradually disappearing from Qi Zhaomian's eyes, and the confusion becoming more and more intense.

They just stuck to each other, and none of them had any experience of what to do next.

After a few breaths, Lin Shanjuan was pushed away, and Qi Zhaomian turned his back to her. He still remembered what she said and deliberately brought it up again in revenge.

"A forced melon isn't sweet, but it's still edible."

Lin Shanjuan was completely shocked. She belatedly covered her mouth, but they had already kissed before. Even though she couldn't see what she looked like, she could imagine how...

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No!

Lin Shanjuan was caught up in his own panic and did not pay attention to Qi Zhaomian's equally hurried mood.

She stood up and said, "From now on, if anyone dares to reveal that our relationship is fake in front of anyone, I will punish them without hesitation."

Lin Shanjuan: “Ah?”

Punishment is not wrong, is... is to tell others once, she will.

Kiss, kiss once?

Qi Zhaomian left immediately after he finished speaking, not caring how she understood him. "Serve the food."

Lin Shanjuan touched her lips again in disbelief. There were calluses on her fingertips, and the touch was not as soft as before.

Thinking of what happened just now, Lin Shanjuan felt his face burning.

The last time I took the initiative to kiss her, I just left immediately and didn’t have time to savor it, but this time!

This time, Qi Zhaomian stayed close to her for six seconds! That was six seconds! She could even recall the feeling of Qi Zhaomian's breath falling on her nostrils!

This feeling...

How do you describe this feeling...

If I have to say, this feeling...

That's great!

The sponsor smells so good!

Lin Shanjuan is a person who has never been in love. It is not appropriate to say that her short life is blank. It can only be likened to darkness.

Yes, it’s completely black without a single speck of other colors.

So suddenly an eraser appears, replacing the black line with red, and it’s a brand new experience!

Obviously, the new experience was brought to her by Qi Zhaomian, and it was a pretty good experience.

It was so good that she didn't even have time to worry about whether she would become gay. She was just focused on savoring it.

It's unbelievable how such a thick-skinned person could become a killer, and a good one at that.

Qi Zhaomian's mood wasn't much better than Lin Shanjuan's. She walked towards Chaoxi Hall at a much faster pace than usual. Perhaps she didn't want Lin Shanjuan to catch up, or perhaps...

I wanted to tell myself that the unusual heartbeat was due to my brisk walk here and nothing else.

Not long after Qi Zhaomian sat down, Lin Shanjuan followed. She sat down at her seat and was about to pick up the chopsticks when the pain in her right arm stopped her.

The pain made her frown slightly, and she had to switch to her left hand.

Qi Zhaomian noticed her movements and guessed it was caused by the injury on her shoulder. He drank a mouthful of soup and ordered, "Xiao'er, get a spoon."

Xiao'er came back after a while, and Qi Zhaomian signaled to Lin Shanjuan with his eyes: "Give it to the prince consort."

Lin Shanjuan was having difficulty eating, and when he heard this, he was even more moved, and the slight awkwardness caused by shyness disappeared.

She scooped some egg custard into Qi Zhaomian's bowl with a spoon and said, "Eat more."

Qi Zhaomian paused for a second, said nothing, and ate the egg custard.

Seeing this, Lin Shanjuan picked up another piece of meat. Thinking of how Qi Zhaomian only ate the lean part last time, he took the initiative to shave off the fat and gave it to her.

Everything seemed to have returned to the atmosphere before the two kisses, relaxed and harmonious. Qi Zhaomian ate the dishes that Lin Shanjuan brought him bite by bite. For some reason, he seemed to have a stronger appetite.

Nanny Chen saw this and hurried to cheer up the atmosphere: "From now on, the Prince Consort will come back for meals. He has been away from home for the past two days, so His Highness has eaten very little at each meal!"

Upon hearing this, Lin Shanjuan subconsciously looked at the man. She didn't know if it was because of this sentence or something else, but she always felt that Qi Zhaomian looked so thin.

After the meal, the two of them returned to Heyang Palace again under the "escort" of Nanny Chen.

After taking a shower and closing the door, I looked at the tables, chairs and benches, and the beauty before dinner spread throughout the house again.

Lin Shanjuan coughed lightly: "Um, Your Highness, are you still sleeping inside?"

Qi Zhaomian was also a little restrained, but when he saw that she was even more nervous than himself, his restraint dissipated a lot. Thinking of her right arm that she didn't dare to raise during dinner, he sat at the table, pressed his chin and motioned her to sit down too.

"Let me take a look at your injuries."

She didn't say "this lady", but the word "I" made Lin Shanjuan feel that she was much more intimate. He felt dizzy and sat down lightly.

The medicine needs to be changed tonight. Lin Shanjuan originally wanted to wait until Qi Zhaomian went to bed before doing it himself to avoid being bothered by the smell of the medicine.

She undressed, but it was inconvenient to roll up her sleeves as the wound was next to her. After thinking it over, she decided to undress her undergarment as well.

Qi Zhaomian was startled and subconsciously held her down: "Do you... still need to untie this...?"

Lin Shanjuan was stunned: "Huh? Don't you want to see it? If you don't untie it, how can you...see it?"

Such a conversation could easily lead to people's imagination. Qi Zhaomian's cheeks flushed. She had already seen this man's straightforwardness. If she continued to hide it, it would seem that he had other intentions towards her.

After preparing himself mentally, Qi Zhaomian withdrew his hand and sat up straight: "Untie it."

Lin Shanjuan moved very quickly, and Qi Zhaomian only had time to see a flash of white passing before his eyes, and the next second, it was completely covered by his inner clothes.

Still a little... regretful?

A faint hint of red could be seen on the silk. Lin Shanjuan untied the knot, untying it circle by circle. The area of ​​red became larger and larger until the wound could be clearly seen.

The knife wound was about four inches long and looked so hideous on Lin Shanjuan's arm, like a red ravine cracked on the snow.

Although there is no more leakage, the wound is still there, and it is winter, so the healing process is very slow.

Qi Zhaomian frowned unconsciously, and Lin Shanjuan quickly blocked his gaze: "Go to sleep after you've seen it, I'll be here after I apply the medicine."

Qi Zhaomian lowered his eyelashes, picked up the medicine on the table and unscrewed it. Although he didn't say anything, it was obvious that he was ready to apply the medicine to her.

My sponsor gave me medicine? How could I have done that?

Lin Shanjuan spread out his hands: "I can do it myself, it's just a small matter, no need to bother..."

"I'll do it." Qi Zhaomian said in a deep voice, his tone leaving no room for doubt.

Lin Shan licked his lips tiredly and tried again: "I can do it myself."

Qi Zhaomian raised his eyes, his eyes full of determination: "I don't like to hear the same words repeated over and over again."

Oh wow.

Lin Shan smiled wearily and took the initiative to show his wound: "Thank you for your help."