My wife has a cinnabar mole in her heart

"Put it in the basin outside." Qu Yue checked the temperature of the water in the bathtub, it was almost ready, he stood up and turned to look at Qi Yi.

"Okay." Qi Yi smiled brightly, on his dirty face, only a pair of dark eyes were bright and pure.

Qu Yue raised her head slightly and looked at Qi Yi. The young man's body in front of her was covered with bruises from being beaten, and there were fine cuts that seemed to roll around in a pile of glass slag.

He actually didn't quite understand what Qi Yi was happy about.

Qu Yue looked away, bypassed Qi Yi who was standing stupidly, and walked out of the bathroom.

He stopped in front of the sink, and after a brief wash, he went into the bedroom to change clothes.

Water condensed into beads in the hair that was accidentally wet, and flowed drop by drop on his fair and clear face, and then slid down along the skin, fell into the collar, and slid onto his collarbone.

Frowning, he reached out to unbutton his black shirt.

The few red roses on the collarbone were slowly exposed to the air due to his actions. Under the watering of the water droplets, they seemed to be breathing, and they looked even more beautiful.

Tattooed among the roses, the slender twigs entangled with vines seemed to penetrate his skin. After finding his heart like tentacles, they stabbed it in with the dense thorns it carried, taking the heart as the Fertile soil draws nutrients.

How red and colorful the roses are, how much pain the heart is burdened with.

Once you get used to the pain, it becomes numb...

Qu Yue tore off the shirt and threw it aside, raised her head and sighed softly, then changed into a white uniform.

He had to go back and return Qi Shu.

"Brother, I've finished washing." Qi Yi said to Qu Yue in the bathroom.

Qu Yue took a set of her own clothes and put them at the bathroom door: "I'm going out, you stay at home and don't run around, don't open the door if someone knocks. The food is on the table, I won't come back at noon."

After leaving this sentence, before Qi Yi hurriedly dressed and came out to see him off, he had already left.

Restricted headquarters, high-rise private lounge.

Qu Yue stood at the door, and when he was about to reach out to knock on the door, the bodyguard guarding the door directly opened the door for him: "Go in quickly, the master said you were late, and you got very angry."

"En." After Qu Yue replied, she stepped on her black boots and stepped into the quiet lounge.

There is plenty of light in the room, and the sunlight spreads flat on the ground, covering most of the area, but it stops at the sofa where Qi Shu is sitting.

At this time, Qi Shu hugged a handsome young man in his arms.

The teenager looks similar to Qi Yi in age, but his body is much smaller.

He reached out and hooked Qi Shu's neck, with a cherry in his mouth, and slowly approached Qi Shu's lips.

Ignoring this ambiguous scene, Qu Yue knelt on one knee and saluted: "Master."

Qi Shu raised his eyes slightly, and his gaze swept over Qu Yue.

His originally handsome face was particularly cruel because of the shadow in his eyes, giving people a strong sense of oppression.

Qi Shu took the cherry handed by the young man, swallowed it, and ignored Qu Yue.

Qu Yue kept kneeling in a standard posture.

"Master, are all the subordinates so courageous now?" The young man turned his head to look at Qu Yue, "How dare you ask Master to wait."

Qi Shu sneered, and spat out the cherry pit in his mouth: "One more."

The young man smiled and nodded, just about to reach out to take it, but Qi Shu suddenly pushed the young man off his lap, with a gloomy voice: "Did I make you move?"

The boy who fell to the ground looked at Qi Shu in horror and bewilderment.

Others may not understand what Qi Shu means, but Qu Yue has been by his side for six years, so he understands.Qi Shu was talking to Qu Yue just now, but Qu Yue didn't want to do it.

So he knelt on the spot and didn't move.

"Get out!" Qi Shu stared at Qu Yue, and shouted at the boy.

The boy's face turned pale with fright, he quickly got up from the ground and left the lounge in a hurry.

After the door was closed, only Qu Yue and Qi Shu were left in the room.

"Master is late, please punish me." Qu Yue raised her eyes to meet Qi Shu's gaze, her voice was calm.

"Come here." Qi Shu ordered.

Qu Yue stood up and walked to Qi Shu to stand still.

Qi Shu immediately raised his hand to grab his arm, and pulled him fiercely in front of him: "You have become so courageous that you don't even listen to my words?"

Qu Yue didn't stand still and fell into Qi Shu's arms. He struggled to stand up, but Qi Shu didn't let go.

After repeated rejections to no avail, Qu Yue didn't move.

"Why are you late?" Qi Shu asked.

"My subordinate... the mission is not completed..." Qu Yue lowered his eyes slowly, his long eyelashes drooping quietly, covering all the emotions in his eyes.

Qi Shu was silent for a while, then pulled Qu Yue up from his arms: "You rarely miss, why?"

Qu Yue stood firm and took a step back to distance herself from Qi Shu: "When my subordinates rushed to the suite of the forbidden building, they found that Qi Yi was not inside."

"I gave you three days, and you told me that no one was found?" Qi Shu leaned on the sofa, his voice sank.

Sensing Qi Shu's anger, Qu Yue knelt down on one knee, but her expression didn't change: "This subordinate is incompetent."

Qi Shu stepped on Qu Yue's shoulder, causing Qu Yue to frown slightly in pain.

"You know what killing Qi Yi means to me." Qi Shu increased the strength on his feet, looking down at Qu Yue.

"I know." Because of the pain, Qu Yue replied with a trembling voice.

Qi Shu saw Qu Yue's expression in his eyes, and a cruel smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "I know, you shouldn't miss it."

"Master please punish me." Qu Yue's eyelashes trembled slightly, she didn't dare to look directly at Qi Shu again.

"Punishment is not an end, nor is it a means for you to escape responsibility." Qi Shu raised Qu Yue's chin with his leather shoes, "It's for you to remember that completing tasks is the way to make your life easier. Obviously There's a better way to go, and you choose the one that hurts."

"My subordinates know their mistakes." The voice of the reply had reached the point of mechanicalness, but Qu Yue was always not good at words, and Qi Shu didn't think that Qu Yue was perfunctory.

Qi Shu retracted his feet and stood up from the sofa.

He walked to the table and threw a stack of documents on Qu Yue: "I'll give you two days to kill the merchant's eldest son, Shang Huai. If you miss again, I'll kill you."

Qu Yue reached out to pick up the file and nodded.

"You're late, you made me wait for you for an extra 5 minutes, and you've knelt here for five hours." Qi Yi picked up his coat and said as he left, "As for Qi Yi, I will investigate it thoroughly. Good prayer, don't let me find out what's tricky."

Qu Yue squeezed the paper information in her hand: "Yes."

He knelt beside the dark sofa, looked up at the sunlight that was within reach in front of him, and then looked away without any nostalgia.

Five hours later.

Qu Yue leaned on the sofa, gritted her teeth and tried to stand up.

His stiff legs stood there tremblingly, and he took a step forward, almost falling because of the stagger.

He took a deep breath and slowed down a little.

When the soreness in his legs was not so obvious, he clenched the documents in his hand, left here, and went directly to the shooting training ground.