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Chapter 500 I Really Like You More and More

When Qiao Nan realized that something was wrong, her whole body seemed to be drained of strength, and she fell down uncontrollably.

She subconsciously wanted to grab something, and caught Shen Jun's wrist in the chaos. She instinctively wanted to let go, but Shen Jun held her back.

Falling into Shen Juan's arms, the man pushed back the hair on her cheek with his cool fingertips.

"You're despicable..." She didn't even have the strength to grit her teeth, and she was powerless to say a word full of anger, but the anger that burst out from those eyes did not diminish at all.

She didn't even notice when he took the medicine.

She was extremely careful and even more vigilant, but she still followed his way.

"Want to know?" Shen Juan looked down at her, and explained with a smile: "This handkerchief of mine was soaked in drug, but my body has long been immune, and it doesn't work for me, but you are different. "

"What on earth are you... going to do?" She could only express her resistance and struggle with her red eyes. This kind of powerless pain made her life and death impossible.

Her consciousness has almost disappeared, her eyes are about to close, a hot teardrop slipped from the corner of her eyes, and landed on the tip of his index finger, covered with his thumb.

Shen Jun said helplessly: "If you don't wake up, nothing will happen, Little Qiangwei, you are too disobedient, just lie down on the bed, and when you figure it out and obey me, I will let you Get out of bed and get some sleep now."

Qiao Nan was completely plunged into darkness, the moment she fell into the vortex, the little rose that Shen Jun said lingered in her ears.

Shen Juan hugged her and stood up, instead of putting her on the bed, he left the room with his long legs.

In the empty and dark corridor, Shen Jun's footsteps were unhurried, his tall and thin figure shuttled between the corridors of the old castle like a ghost in the dark night.

He hugged Qiao Nan and kicked open the door of another room.

This room is twice as big as the previous one. With the moonlight coming in from the window, the deep colors and the retro and elegant decoration make the whole room full of a sense of story and mystery.

Shen Juan walked in and put her on the old white big bed in the middle of the room.

He didn't straighten up immediately, but propped his hands on both sides of the pillow, and lowered his head to kiss her fair and plump forehead, pious and gentle, as soft as the moonlight outside the window.

He whispered: "Little Qiangwei, I really like you more and more."

He asked Jinse what liking is, but what Jinse said was wrong.

His favorite is Little Rose.

The moon is like a huge silver plate on the top of the mountain, making the room brighter and brighter.

On the retro big bed, Shen Juan was lying upright. He closed his eyes, and he didn't hold a gun in his hand like in the past.
Because his little Qiangwei was lying on the other side of the bed.

Recently, I often dream about things from the past. Some things he has almost forgotten, but some things, he still remembers every detail clearly. When I think about it carefully, they are all about Little Qiangwei.

That time, he returned from a mission for more than a month, and was told by Shen Zhao to pass him on.

He didn't have time to go back to the room to take a shower and change clothes, and when he knocked on the door of Shen Zhao's room and entered, he realized that the atmosphere was not right.

Because he saw a pink swaddle in Shen Zhao's arms.

And the gentle and quiet man on the surface, but actually the cold-blooded and ruthless man showed a real gentle smile, which was warmer than the sunshine on the day he came out of the cellar of the old castle.

"Father," he said.

Hearing the voice, Shen Zhao turned around, the light in his eyes showed no sign of restraint, and smiled and said, "Come here."

At that time, he was already a tall boy, and he forgot how many years he hadn't seen Shen Zhao smile at him like this, but this kind of smile didn't mean much to him.

At this moment, a baby's cry came from the swaddle, a very thin sound, like the sound of the palm-sized kitten he saw on the side of the road when he was on a mission.

He stopped subconsciously, not daring to go forward.

Yes, dare not.

But Shen Zhao said again: "Shen Jun, come here."

Shen Zhao seemed to be in a good mood, he hesitated for a while and Shen Zhao was not angry.

When he walked over, he saw the baby in the swaddle, a very small baby, as if he had just been born.

His head, which can be picked up in the palm of his hand, is so small and fragile.

He took a look and was about to look away. He didn't like babies, and he didn't like such spotless and clean things.

However, just before he moved his eyes away, the little baby who was sleeping soundly a second ago opened his eyes, and those eyes reflected his dusty face like two drops of water.

Such a small baby should not be able to smile yet, but at that moment, he felt that the baby was smiling at him. It was a very subtle feeling, as if a gust of wind had blown gently on the lake in his heart, causing ripples.

He wouldn't talk too much in front of Shen Zhao, but he blurted out and asked, "Where did the child come from?"

"Yes……"

"It's my daughter."

Shen Zhao's words were interrupted by another indifferent voice.

Only then did he realize that there was someone else in the room, the woman leaning against the head of the bed, half of her face covered by the fallen curtain.

He recognized it, it was Wei Yang.

He moved away from Wei Yang's face and looked into the baby girl's eyes intently.

There seemed to be a subtle change in Shen Zhao's face, but he didn't pay much attention, because the little baby girl kept staring at him, as if wondering who he was.

"I haven't chosen a name yet. Today happens to be her full moon. Shen Jun, please give her a nickname." He was surprised that Shen Zhao would actually make such a request.

"Alright, Shen Juan, you can give her a nickname. I don't want names given by other people." This time it was Wei Yang who spoke. She seemed to be in a bad mood, and her words were all cold.

He didn't look at Shen Zhao's face, because he didn't need to look at it to know that Shen Zhao's face must be bad.

Every time Wei Yang is unhappy, Shen Zhao must be unhappy, and if Shen Zhao is unhappy, someone in the organization must suffer.

He stretched out his hand and gently touched the baby girl's tender cheeks, so soft, so tender, so fragile, like tofu, it would crumble when pinched.

It also made people love it, lingering on it, and made him forget that his hand was covered with blood before that.

He remembered the scene of the roses splashed on the roses when he ended the lives of the three members of his family. The roses bloomed beautifully, and it was said that the hostess carefully cared for them.

When he went, the three of them were playing games in the garden, having fun and laughing.

But Shen Zhao wanted them to die, they couldn't live.

The blood splashed on the blooming roses in the garden, and the sun shone with coquettish light, not only did not destroy the beauty, but it became more and more colorful and gorgeous.

"Call it Xiao Qiangwei." He said with a smile.

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