Mysterious level up! Shen Ye cries and begs for reconciliation again

The sound of slow footsteps and the dull thump of something falling on the carpet came closer and closer.

After a dozen seconds, the front was blocked by a shadow.

The cool and refreshing scent of cedar lingered around me and enveloped my entire body.

Shen Rao lowered his head and looked at the short leather boots standing in front of him.

At this time, another shell rolled down, probably this was the source of the falling sound.

half an hour.

He looked up stiffly and saw the person in front of him with a blank and dazed expression.

Qi Yan held the portable Gatling gun in one hand, his eyelids drooped, and there was no fluctuation on his cold face, as if he was looking at a dead object.

Shen Rao's heart trembled and his throat seemed to be grasped.

As soon as his thin lips opened, his pupils suddenly dilated and he hurriedly tried to get up.

"Be careful……"

"Bam—"

Qi Yan didn't even move his eyes away. He raised his right hand instantly and used the Gatling machine gun with an empty magazine to hit the person who was about to attack him on the head.

More than ten kilograms of hard metal had no effect at all.

The man's eyes rolled back and he fell to the ground with a bloody head, not knowing whether he was dead or alive.

She threw the gun down and rubbed her sore wrist slowly.

In this broken and chaotic place.

There is a natural casualness, as if born to belong to the conflict, every move is shocking and breathtakingly beautiful.

Shen Rao swallowed the rest of his words.

He shrank back unconsciously, lowered his eyes, and didn't dare to look at her out of guilt.

But at this time, Qi Yan was not so considerate and caring about his emotions.

With a pair of slightly cold fingers, she pinched his thin chin and forcefully turned his face over.

Shen Rao was caught off guard, and when he met those cold and clear eyes, his heart unconsciously sank.

She looked down at him expressionlessly, her fingertips pinching his chin with great force, and his cold, pale face instantly turned slightly red.

Even this did not earn her any sympathy, but instead made her feel worse.

Shen Rao frowned in pain and turned his face away, trying to break free.

But she was too strong and couldn't get free.

I had no choice but to look back at her, my tone a little cold.

"Why come back?"

They were all sent away.

Why come back?

Didn't you always want to leave him?

"Ah……"

The corners of Qi Yan's lips curled up, and his fingertips rubbed the red skin that was pinched, with undercurrents rolling in his slightly drooping eyes.

Instead of answering his question, he asked it in return.

"Shen Rao, have I spoiled you too much? Why are you so disobedient?"

"..."

"I asked you to be a good boy, but you took my words as fart, huh?"

She tilted her head with a smile on her face.

It's just that the smile doesn't reach his eyes.

Qi Yan never swears, but this time he was really angry.

Shen Rao's eyelashes trembled slightly and he pursed his lips tightly.

next second.

Staring at her stubbornly, his sharp features came alive.

"I've already sent you away, why don't you leave? You're so reluctant to let me go, could it be that you really like me?"

He said the last sentence with a mocking tone.

Qi Yan stared at him without moving.

for a long time.

Just when Shen Rao's eyes were sore, she loosened her hand that was pinching his chin and instead grabbed his collar and lifted him up.

She looked straight into his obsidian black eyes and spoke slowly.

"Yes, I like you very much."

Shen Rao was stunned by these words. Before he could come to his senses, Qi Yan threw him onto the sofa.

Just as he remembered it, his narrow eyes widened in disbelief.

"Snapped--"

Another crisp sound of hitting, and the pain behind me, all revealed one thing.

Qi Yan hit him!

Still, still...

Qi Yan didn't hold back his strength, hit him three times with a cold face, and then straightened his wrinkled sleeves.

There was anger mixed in the calm tone.

"Shen Rao, this is a lesson for you. Next time, it won't be so simple."

"..."

Shen Rao lay on the sofa without moving. After a while, he got up, lowered his head and said nothing.

The messy black hair covered half of the face, making it impossible to see the expression.

After Qi Yan stretched out his sleeves, he slightly bent his index finger, lifted his face, and spoke in a much softer tone.

"Did it hurt?"

The bangs on the forehead were pushed aside.

Shen Rao bit his lip, his whole face flushed with humiliation, and when he saw Qi Yan, the corners of his eyes turned red again.

Tears of grievance welled up in my eyes, but I held them back and refused to let them fall.

"you you……"

He kept saying "you" for a long time, but didn't know what to say.

"You actually hit me! Or..."

Shen Rao was angry.

I covered my waist with one hand, and the painful area was hard to touch.

I can only complain helplessly, with tears hanging in the corners of my eyes and unwilling to fall away.

No one has ever hit him in his life, let alone where to hit him!

Shen Rao's cognition was once again shattered by Qi Yan. The most important thing was that he couldn't do anything to her.

It's so frustrating.

Qi Yan had no sympathy for his tears this time and sneered.

"If I don't come, you won't be spanked three times today, but your head will be moved."

talking.

She used her fingertips to roughly crush the tears from Shen Rao's eyes, her voice cold and heartless.

"My patience is limited. If you don't behave yourself, I will find a cage to lock you up until you are completely safe, so..."

Qi Yan paused, twisting the tears between her fingertips, and continued.

"Stop making me angry."

The mission only asked her to protect the safety of the target, but didn't say anything else.

So if she gets angry, she will really do this.

Shen Rao knew this was no joke.

The way Qi Yan looked at him was the same look she had shown all those years when he was missing her so much that he wanted to find her and lock her up.

It’s just that Qi Yan was annoyed that the mission objectives were out of control, and his possessiveness was almost pathological.

Shen Rao stepped back, trying to get away from her hands with tears on his face.

But Qi Yan seemed unwilling to let him go, and asked questioningly with narrowed eyes.

"There's no one like you around here. Are you really here to die?"

"..."

Shen Rao didn't want to answer this question.

Qi Yan didn't urge him either.

Her eyes moved down, stopping at his hand underneath his coat, and she reached out and pulled it out.

This time his struggle was much more intense.

Qi Yan pressed him down with her whole body and pried open his clenched hands.

When she saw what was inside, she was stunned at first, and then she understood something instantly.

Then the nerves tensed and ground the back teeth.

It’s okay if the complexion is bad.

She took the delicate detonator, clamped Shen Rao's jaw, and her voice was as cold and deep as an ice cellar in winter.

"Shen Rao, well done, well done."

He said it twice.

He raised the dagger he had taken out from somewhere and pressed it against his rolling Adam's apple.

"You want to die so badly? How about I help you?"

Qi Yan was really pissed off.

Those three slaps were really light.

He should be beaten so hard that he can't get out of bed for three months.

The bloodthirstiness hidden deep within her usually calm eyes was now revealed.

It was like an old corpse deep in an ancient well emerging from the water, which was shocking.

The dagger is very sharp and will draw blood with just the slightest touch.

Shen Rao's calm black eyes glared at her.

Suddenly she smiled and came closer with a soft voice.

"Well, it's not bad to die in your hands."

When he was about to touch the tip of the knife, Qi Yan suddenly stepped back, raised the dagger high, and stabbed at him with an expressionless face.