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

Shen Rao's brain was now melted by alcohol, and he could no longer tell whether this was a dream or reality. He could no longer listen to anything else and only wanted to drag Qi Yan with him to sink into depravity.

"Ayan..."

He hooked his long legs around her waist tighter, and clung to her wetly. He opened his drunken black eyes, revealing desire.

Close to her ear, the low and hoarse ending was full of temptation.

"Try me," he kissed her earlobe, his chest vibrating, and whispered coaxingly, "It should taste good."

"..."

Qi Yan endured the numbness and heat in her ears and stared at Shen Rao, whose face was flushed and looked like a tempting cherry cake, and her clear eyes darkened.

The slender hand with thin calluses touched his waist and abdomen, and the coolness and heat collided.

Shen Rao took a short breath and licked and kissed her lips.

The sticky atmosphere was rising, but Shen Rao was drunk after all, and except for his hard muscles, everything else was soft.

"Qi Yan, Qi Yan..."

There were tears in Shen Rao's eyes. He grabbed her sleeve in panic and said anxiously.

"It, it's broken!"

"Wow...what should I do...can it be fixed? What if it can't be fixed?"

As she spoke, she began to cry out of grievance. Tears wet the corners of her eyes, and she looked so pitiful.

"..."

Qi Yan didn't know what to say, feeling a little amused and helpless, so she could only kiss the corners of his red eyes and coax him patiently.

"It won't be bad, go to sleep first, okay?"

"Wu..." Shen Rao obviously didn't hear her words, "Will you dislike me if I can't fix it?"

"will not."

Qi Yan was helpless.

"I don't believe it. You always lie to me."

"I mean it."

"Liar."

"..."

Qi Yan held his forehead and sighed, then pulled the quilt next to him over him, wrapping him tightly, staring into his drowsy eyes, and spoke seriously, word by word.

"It won't be bad, and I won't dislike you."

Shen Rao buried his head in the quilt, looked at her with his hazy drunken eyes, and said in a muffled voice.

"Are you serious?"

"real."

"..."

"I won't lie to you again, Shen Rao, trust me, okay?"

She reached out and cupped the side of his face, gently rubbing the delicate redness under his eyes with her thumb.

So gentle, so sincere.

Shen Rao felt that this dream was too beautiful and unreal.

He was greedy for this warmth and wanted to stay longer.

But his sinking consciousness could no longer resist the sleepiness. His eyelashes trembled and his eyelids became heavier and heavier. When his eyes closed completely, he had only one thought.

If this was a dream, he hoped not to wake up in his lifetime...

Qi Yan hugged Shen Rao, who was sleeping on her shoulder, and silently looked out the window at the snowflakes falling, her clear eyes tainted with the coldness of winter.

After a long time, she still couldn't control herself and rubbed the neck of the man in her arms, feeling his unique breath and temperature.

So warm.

If you don't get used to being alone...

She buried her head in Shen Rao's neck and thought with her eyes lowered.

As she thought about it, the hand around his shoulders gradually tightened in an extremely possessive posture; her clear eyes darkened a little, revealing her true face.

Then I'm not used to it.

Although she has low material desires, she has never failed to get what she wants, even people...

She has always disdained to resort to tricks, but that doesn't mean she doesn't have any tricks.

Qi Yan even thought in a despicable way.

When these thoughts came to her mind, she froze for a moment, then she closed her eyes and laughed silently.

She...maybe she's really crazy.

The sublime becomes base, that is the beginning of love.

……

Shen Rao woke up the next morning.

His temple was swollen and painful, and he instinctively turned over to fish something out, but found nothing. His head, which had been groggy from drunkenness, became a little clearer, and he sat up and touched his side.

cold.

He frowned, and fragmented memories of last night came flooding back. His expression changed a little, his face turned a little red, and he rubbed the bridge of his nose.

What did I do last night...

She looked at the tidy bed next to her and the blush faded.

I don’t know if it was because of the hangover or some fledgling complex, but I felt a little empty inside when I didn’t see Qi Yan at first sight.

He thought he was overthinking it, but after washing up and going downstairs, he realized that he wasn't overthinking it.

'Boom—'

The study door was pushed open.

No.

Living room, kitchen, backyard, guest bedroom.

no, no, no...

He Yu, who was sleeping soundly in the guest bedroom, was awakened by the loud sound of the door opening. He rubbed his eyes and got up, only to see Shen Rao, with a gloomy face, standing at the door, staring at him.

The sleepiness was immediately scared away.

"Brother Shen, what are you doing so early in the morning?"

He hugged the quilt tightly in his hands and shivered.

I feel like something is wrong with Shen Rao right now.

Shen Rao looked at him, his dark eyes dim, and asked in a cold voice, "Have you seen Qi Yan?"

She wasn't in the villa and she didn't reply to my messages.

His face became increasingly gloomy, and he was already on the verge of exploding. The air around him was becoming colder and colder, constantly being squeezed and deformed. There was no trace of the leisurely look he had yesterday.

"what?"

He Yu was a little confused, but when he saw Shen Rao's horrifying look, he suddenly had an idea.

"I know I know."

He was drunk last night and was abandoned by his sister, so he found a guest room and slept there.

This morning, someone came and slapped him awake, and he remembered:

"I'm going to be out for a while. When Shen Rao wakes up, tell him I'll be back soon."

"Why don't you say it yourself?"

He was so sleepy that he couldn't even open his eyes.

Then I heard the man say seriously, "He is sleeping, don't wake him up."

"..."

So you can just quarrel with him, right?

He fell asleep again with this complaint.

Back to the present, He Yu was completely sober and sitting upright in the living room. From time to time, he would glance at Shen Rao, who was sitting on the sofa opposite with a sullen face.

"How about you give her a call?"

"No."

Shen Rao raised his eyes and rejected it.

Qi Yan didn't leave him a note, but just asked He Yu to convey a message, which was very abnormal.

He looked at the dialog box on his phone and refreshed it several times, but the other party's account was still there. He didn't know whether he should breathe a sigh of relief.

"Why don't we wait a little longer? Didn't she say she would be back in a while?"

He Yu glanced at the snow still falling outside. It had snowed all night and a thick layer of white had accumulated outside.

In this horrible weather, where can she run to?

Shen Rao suddenly stood up, put on his coat, and walked quickly towards the garage. He Yu hurriedly followed him.

"Brother Shen, where are you going?"

Shen Rao ignored him. His tough profile looked frighteningly calm at this moment. He got into an unused Land Rover in the garage, closed the car door, and said indifferently.

"You stay here."

"No, no, take me with you!"

He Yu quickly opened the passenger door and sat down.

Are you kidding? With Shen Rao's mental state, what if he is allowed to go out on his own and something happens? !

Shen Raofeng frowned, and He Yu tried hard to ignore his cold gaze and laughed dryly.

"How about I drive, Brother Shen?"

'boom--'

The sound of a door slamming loudly answered him.

"Fasten your seat belt."

Shen Rao said coldly.

He didn't have much time to waste with He Yu.