Sweet pet: Shenjun fell in love at first sight again

"Boss, why haven't you been with your sick... handsome guy these days?"

Lingyu followed closely behind a black figure, thinking of the last time he mentioned that sick Yangzi had to stand in place for a long time before he could be freed.

He changed his tune very wisely.

But he was still mumbling: "Finally, my life has become more fulfilling, and I'm back to my normal self again."

Her abilities are not as strong as the boss's, and her speed is even less fast.

Every time she arrived at the scene, the boss had already led his soul back to the underworld, and she would chase after him without stopping.

It's a pity that we never met in person.

I finally met you today, and I couldn't help but start crying: "You took away my job, what else can I do?"

Got no response.

Lingyu subconsciously turned his head and glanced, and said tentatively: "Did you quarrel? No way? I think that person has a good temper, and you have nothing to quarrel about."

"You really don't want to go and see him? What if he feels unwell? You shouldn't have paid any attention to him recently, right?"

"..."

It's strange that he didn't waver at all.

Standing there and watching his boss walk away, he blinked strangely and muttered in a low voice: "Are you really angry? You shouldn't be. That man likes you to death at the first sight. How can you let him go?"

The figure who was walking in front of him paused and moved in front of her almost instantly.

Shockingly fast.

Lingyu stepped back subconsciously and stretched out her hand slightly defensively: "I didn't say anything bad about him, I can't..."

Keep me in place again.

"what did you just say?"

"...What are you talking about?"

"The last sentence."

The last sentence?

Lingyu thought about it for a moment: "Are you really angry? You shouldn't be. You fall in love with that man to death at the first sight. How can you let him go? Is this the sentence?"

It was quite sincere, and he actually repeated it word for word.

Yan He squeezed his hands hidden in his sleeves: "Where did you see it?"

"In every aspect."

Lingyu, who was relieved of the crisis, consciously stepped forward and probed her body. A fragrance lingered on the tip of her nose: "When he sees you, he is like a dog seeing bones. He wants to hold you, smell it, and lick it. Licking.”

As if he was afraid that she would be angry, he ran away further after saying: "This is just a metaphor. I don't treat him as a dog, and I don't treat you, boss, as a bone."

The desire to survive can be said to be very strong.

Bianhua, who was hiding in the space, felt that she was inferior.

Yan He didn't speak. He lowered his head and didn't know what he was thinking. The wide brim of his hat covered most of his face.

Her expression was not visible at all.

Lingyu paused and was about to step forward to ask, but there was nothing in front of him.

"..."

Come on.

Looks like work is back.

……

"Ayi, how is your health lately?"

When Shen Zhe returned home from a business trip, the first thing he cared about was Shen Yi's health.

Before he set off, he was still coughing badly.

"It's fine, don't worry."

The person sitting on the sofa curled his lips and smiled, but the emotion in his eyes was light.

His face looked a lot paler again.

"You really don't need to go to the hospital?"

"Need not."

He said no, and Shen Zhe, who always put his younger brother's ideas first, became quiet.

I just secretly thought about asking the family doctor to come over and do a simple check-up.

Shen Yi flipped through the book, seemingly serious, but actually he didn't read a word.

My mind is not on it at all.

After they separated that day, Yan He never appeared in front of him again.

But the window he deliberately opened would be closed every morning when he woke up.

She just didn't want to meet him.

This realization was even more difficult for him to accept than her not coming.

She didn't even use the excuse that she was busy and didn't have time to come over.

"hiss--"

Shen Zhe turned around subconsciously when he heard the voice, and saw that a corner of the originally intact book had been torn off.

One-third of the characters have left home.

But his brother was unaware and didn't know what he was doing.

"Ayi? Ayi?"

The dazed man came back to his senses, and his smiling eyes were now calm and as deep as the sea before a storm, quiet but terrifying.

"..."

Waiting for him to take a closer look.

Shen Yi had already lowered his head, closed the book with the corner pages between it, and stood up from the sofa: "I'm sleepy, brother, I'm going upstairs first."

"Ah good."

Shen Zhe finally came back to his senses when people passed by and their figures disappeared at the top of the stairs.

Did you see it wrong?

Did you read it wrong?

Ayi might be really sleepy, he usually goes to bed early at this time.

And the first thing a person who should have gone to bed long ago does when he returns to his room is to open the window.

Unlike every small gap before, this time half of the window was opened directly.

The cold wind rushes in, hitting his expressionless face.

But he turned around and went into the bathroom as if nothing was wrong. When he came out again, he was covered in moisture and had changed into pajamas.

All the warmth in the room was driven away, and it was bitingly cold.

He didn't care and just lay down.

With eyes closed, sleep began to brew.

Yan He felt that Shen Yi was sick.

It's not a physical illness, it's a mental illness.

And not too ill.

Especially when it is placed on her, it is extremely obvious, paranoid, and extreme.

When you follow him, everything is fine; when you don't, you start acting like a monster.

She was so angry and helpless.

At this moment, he looks like a completely lifeless lunatic.

If she didn't know that he did it on purpose, then she would be really stupid.

He held the edge of the window with his hand, trying to close it hard and make someone noisy.

But the damn thing is being soft-hearted.

I'm afraid that with his broken body, he will be scared out of his mind.

In the end, not only did it not make a sound, but in order not to make a sound, it was pushed up carefully.

……

Just when he was about to turn around, he suddenly felt a strong aura belonging to Yousu approaching from behind.

Just when she was dazed, a strong force suddenly turned her over and pressed her against the wall, with her hands trapped at her sides.

Unable to move.

The cold body temperature approached, and the momentary pain on her lips forced her to open her mouth.

His strength suddenly became so strong that she couldn't get away.

The fingers were clasped tightly.

He could only open his eyes wide and let the other party manipulate him.

It was as if he was going to eat her into his belly, without giving her any chance to breathe.

Because of the unfamiliarity, he accidentally bit her lip, and a faint fragrance lingered on their tongues.

Instead of pulling away, he kissed her even harder.

Yan He frowned and moved his hands, which were held tighter.

"Um...it hurts..."

Unfortunately, it didn't work at all, and a shallow cry of pain drowned directly between the lips and teeth.

I don't know how long it took, but Yan He felt his mouth was numb.

The person in front of him stepped away.

But he still held on to her.

He came closer a little bit and pecked her lips comfortingly: "I'm sorry, little darling."