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

His eyes saw Qi Yan's smiling eyes and the way she kept teasing him.

Shen Rao confirmed it.

She did it on purpose!

She deliberately brought up the "superior-subordinate relationship" as an excuse. She must have watched the surveillance in the interrogation room and came to settle accounts with him...

Why is she so vindictive?!

Thinking.

Shen Rao's lustful eyes darkened, and he could no longer bear the pain and grievance, and big tears burst out like pouring beans, falling down.

Most of them streaked across the smooth jawline, hit the exposed strong muscles, flowed along the well-defined mermaid line, and some fell on the fingertips of Qi Yan's other hand.

She paused, sighed, and used her clean hands to wipe away his burning tears.

"You're crying so hard. Did I hurt you?"

"..."

Shen Rao shed tears and said nothing.

Qi Yan didn't rush him. He pulled away his big hand that was bitten so hard that it had teeth marks on it, and handed over his wrist.

"Don't bite yourself, you can bite me."

Shen Rao stared at her fair wrist, was silent for two seconds, then opened his mouth and bit it.

The silver teeth exerted force and red marks appeared.

He raised his eyes, his blurry vision met her calm eyes.

There was no cry of pain, no impatience, only a hint of obvious... doting?

Shen Rao was stunned, thinking he had seen it wrong.

Look again.

Still, the indulgence and pampering hidden under the calm and peaceful eyes became more and more intense.

His heart suddenly tightened.

Shen Rao opened his lips and gently licked the red teeth marks. His fangs rubbed against her, but his tears flowed even more, mixed with bitterness, as he nibbled and licked her.

Qi Yan looked at him, letting him do whatever he wanted. After a long while, he took her hand, kissed the mark with tears in his eyes, then looked at her again and complained in a hoarse voice.

"Don't you feel the pain?"

"Ok?"

Qi Yan didn't hear clearly for a moment.

"Don't you feel the pain? You told me to bite you and I did? Are you stupid?"

Shen Rao frowned.

"It doesn't hurt."

"How could it not hurt!"

Shen Rao's tears suddenly fell again.

"..."

He was the one who bit me, and I don't know why he was feeling aggrieved.

Qi Yan turned her hand and wiped his tear marks with her fingertips. She first kissed the corners of his straightened lips, then rested her forehead on his heart and spoke softly.

"It really doesn't hurt, Boss Shen, stop crying..." She paused and closed her eyes resigned to her fate, "But your crying makes my heart hurt a little."

"..."

The sobbing stopped, the air stagnated, and only the ticking of the pendulum clock in the living room remained.

"Did you learn this from a book?"

"No."

This time Qi Yan denied it.

She tapped his wildly beating heart with her fingertips, and did the same to her own heart. She raised her head and looked at him very seriously.

"Shen Rao, when you cry, it hurts here. Can you tell me why? I can't be sick."

"..."

Shen Rao looked at her silently, with raging waves gradually rolling in his dark eyes, and it was like fireworks exploding, dazzling and brilliant.

The redness at the corners of his eyes became more obvious, and he suddenly hugged her around the waist, pressing her tightly into his arms.

Listening to the heartbeat in his eardrums like a drum, he felt that he was the one who was sick.

Shen Rao buried his head in her hair and smelled the soothing cedar scent.

I don't know how long it was before he opened his eyes full of possessiveness and spoke slowly.

"Because... you covet me."

……

Qi Yan wiped her wet hair and came out of the bathroom with her slippers hanging down.

Shen Rao sat on the sofa in the bedroom with his long legs spread out, the belt around his nightgown loosely tied around his waist, revealing a large and beautiful view.

He was blessed by God, and his handsome face did not show much trace of the pain of crying. Instead, it only showed a bit of rosy vitality and tempting desire.

He waved at Qi Yan and patted his thigh, "Come and sit here."

Qi Yan: “…”

She crossed her arms and looked at him amusedly, "Boss Shen, are you not afraid of my sexual harassment?"

Shen Rao's expression remained unchanged.

"Here's your chance to harass me. Come sit on the boss' lap."

"..."

Qi Yan was amazed at his shamelessness. She wanted to refuse, but when she saw the corner of his lips turned down, she turned around and swallowed the words back.

She cooperated by sitting on his lap, leaning against his stiff body. She raised her eyelids and looked at his tense jaw helplessly.

"Should I go down?"

"No."

Shen Rao held her waist.

"How about...I hold you?"

Qi Yan gave in, she leaned close to his ear and lowered her voice.

"How about letting the boss sit on the bodyguard's lap?"

Shen Rao cleared his throat and refused: "...That, that won't work either."

His ears were burning red, and he absolutely refused to admit that he was moved for a moment.

Seeing that he insisted, Qi Yan didn't know what to say.

At this time.

Shen Rao took the hair dryer from the side, plugged it in, and blew her hair gently and skillfully.

He often did this these days. Qi Yan went from being uncomfortable at first to getting used to it.

By the time she realized it, this person had already infiltrated her life little by little and invaded her habits.

Young Master Shen is precious, and he is willing to serve this person all his life.

After drying thoroughly.

His slender fingers hooked a strand of her black hair and wrapped it around his knuckles a few times.

He leaned against her profile, hugged her from the back, played with the ends of her hair, and raised his voice, but somehow there was some dangerous implication in it.

"Do we have any unsettled accounts?"

"What account?"

Qi Yan was puzzled.

"You left me without a word, ignored the danger, and ran to face the criminals yourself. Do you think this is a debt?"

As Shen Rao spoke, he swept the end of his hair across her face, making it itchy.

Qi Yan scratched his cheek, tilted his eyes to look at him, and said slowly.

"sorry."

"..."

Shen Rao lowered the hands that were holding her hair, rested his head on her shoulder, took a deep breath, and said dejectedly.

"You know, Qi Yan, I don't want an apology."

"Feel sorry……"

She looked up at the ceiling.

All she could offer was an apology.

Shen Rao was silent, and when he spoke again his voice was nasal.

"...I don't have any other requests. Can you tell me before you leave? Tell me where you are going? Is it safe? I am really worried about you..."

"If you die, what will you let me do?"

"..."

There was silence for a long time, so long that Shen Rao thought she would not answer, then Qi Yan raised her hand and patted the back of her hand.

"I promise you, but..."

She paused for a moment, turned around and met Shen Rao's tearful eyes.

He swallowed back the words "I'm dead, you should live a good life".

That's not good.

She was a little reluctant to make him cry now.

"But what?"

Shen Rao asked.

"But... I won't die," she assured, "so you don't have to worry so much."

"Oh," Shen Rao sneered, "You'd better stay alive. If you die, I will..."

"At once?"

Qi Yan waited for a while, but he didn't continue with the conversation.

Shen Rao buried his head deep in her neck and said in a muffled voice.

"I will die with you, and you won't be able to get rid of me in your next life."