Beauty Master: Blackened scoundrels are sick girls

"I'm stuffed……"

"I'm full... Huh." Shen Hui squeezed out three words one by one from his teeth.

Hearing these three words, Ye Qiao felt chills in his heart. He turned his head and said in a low voice, "Azhao, you go into the room first."

Dong Zhao clutched his stomach, gave Shen Hui a hard look, turned and entered the room.

Ye Qiao seemed to expect that he would chase after him, and blocked him directly.

"Brother, don't be like this, he is still a child."

"Heh! He's a child. Junior brother thinks so innocently, but I don't think so!"

"In my eyes he is..."

Shen Hui didn't say the whole thing, but he had said it countless times through gnashing of teeth in his heart.

"In my eyes, he came to me and robbed you! Ah Qiao, do you understand my feelings for you!"

His eyes fell on the plate of dumplings coldly.

With a cold look in his eyes, he waved his sleeves, and the unfinished plate of dumplings fell to the ground in an instant.

Dumplings rolled all over the floor and were covered with plaster, and white jade dishes were smashed to pieces.

"Shen Hui!"

Ye Qiao called out his name anxiously, and after calling it, he regretted it, and hurriedly lowered his head at a loss.

Shen Hui smiled coldly and walked up to him.

"It's just a plate of dumplings... Ah Qiao is so anxious to call my name?"

Ye Qiao has always been respectful to him, always calling him senior brother, and has never called him by his name so impolitely as today.

"Senior brother, I..."

Shen Hui's eyes were full of gloom, "Ah Qiao doesn't need to explain."

He leaned closer to Ye Qiao's side, almost resting his entire face in the crescent of his neck, the warm breath wafted by his ears, but it carried endless danger.

"I'll leave it here... Let me see him touch Ah Qiao again, which hand touched it, then chop off which hand... This way it won't endanger his life, what does Ah Qiao think?"

Ye Qiao felt his whole body tremble, and endless fear and uneasiness emerged from the bottom of his heart.

Shen Hui's eyes were dim, with a cold air.

"Ah Qiao will always be mine alone, no one can take it away—"

Ye Qiao pushed him away.

"What crazy things are you talking about, brother!"

Instead of being angry, Shen Hui smiled.

Ye Qiao laughed so hard that his whole body was hairy, and his heart was faintly uneasy. Sure enough, what he said next second completely made Ye Qiao uneasy.

"I have already handed over the brochures to the master, the ancestors, and all the uncles, asking to marry Ah Qiao... Ah Qiao should obediently wait to be my bride—"

Ye Qiao frowned, "I don't agree!"

"I don't agree either!" The door of the room opened with a whimper, and Dong Zhao had been lying on the crack of the door watching all the movements outside. When he heard this sentence, he could no longer control the nameless anger in his heart.

Shen Hui's eyes were full of murderous intent, and Ye Qiao stood beside him. Although he couldn't see it, he could clearly feel that Shen Hui was about to kill him.

He turned his head and reprimanded coldly, "Azhao, you go back to the house."

Dong Zhao clenched his fists tightly, his chest rising and falling with anger.

There is determination in the eyes, and there is a slight cruelty in the bottom of the eyes.

"You are not worthy to marry my master!"

Shen Hui was completely enraged by his words, and struck him with a thunderous palm.

Ye Qiaoqing frowned, and blocked it with her body in a panic.

Blood gushed out of his mouth, and Shen Hui really used [-]% of his strength in that palm, and it was a deadly move.

That palm directly shattered his heart and lungs.

He fell down powerlessly, Dong Zhao looked at this scene, his liver and gallbladder were torn, and he hugged him from behind.

"Master!"

"I'll fight with you!" Dong Zhaogang was about to get up, but Ye Qiao held him down.

He braced his consciousness and struggled to get up.

At this moment, dense cold sweat was already covering his forehead, he was clutching his chest, and there was still a mouthful of blood in the corner of his mouth.

"Brother, have you had enough trouble?!"

Shen Hui smiled coldly, "Making trouble?! If you really want to make trouble, Ah Qiao, can you stop me?"

"Don't worry... For Ah Qiao's sake, I won't hurt his life. He just disrespected me in his words. I have to pull out his tongue to relieve the hatred in my heart—"

"Oh... Also, he just looked at you a few more times, I have to goug out his eyes—"

"Brother!" Ye Qiao said angrily.

Shen Hui snorted and smiled, "I'm angry...Ah Qiao, don't be angry, please? Our brothers have never been so angry in so many years. For an irrelevant person, it's really worthless to ruin the relationship between you and me——"

As he spoke, he raised his hand to wipe away the blood from the corner of Ye Qiao's mouth, but Ye Qiao opened it as soon as he touched it.

Shen Hui's eyes were full of viciousness.

"Brother, please come back!"

"Hmph... Since Ah Qiao has issued an order to evict guests, then I'll go—"

After finishing speaking, he gave Dong Zhao a vicious look, and said coldly.

"Today is your luck. Hands, eyes, and tongue are temporarily placed on your body. I will ask you to ask for it some other day—"

After finishing speaking, Shen Hui turned and walked towards the door.

Just as he walked to the door, Ye Qiao's cold voice came.

"I only think of you as my senior brother. I used to be, and I will always be in the future. I will never marry you."

What Ye Qiao said was resolute and unquestionable.

Shen Hui didn't turn around, but stopped in his tracks, his fists creaked, his nails were deeply embedded in his palms, and blood fell drop by drop along the palm lines onto the ground.

"If you marry, you have to marry, if you don't marry, you have to marry, it's up to you!"

After finishing his ruthless words, he let out two clear and inexplicably piercing whistles from the bottom of his tongue.

There was a cry of cranes in the sky, and a white crane flew over with fluttering wings, and he flew up lightly, riding the crane away.

Watching the people leave, Ye Qiao finally couldn't hold it any longer, and spat out a mouthful of blood, which splashed on the white boots.

The body fell down, I thought it would fall on the cold floor, but I didn't expect to fall into a gentle chest.

I couldn't see Dong Zhao's anxious and worried face, and when he passed out, he heard a few urgent calls, and then he couldn't hear anything, and he couldn't remember anything...

Dong Zhao has been kneeling on the bed, sleepless day and night, staring at Ye Qiao without turning his eyes.

Ye Qiao fell into a coma for three days, and when he woke up, Dong Zhao's guilty voice fell into his ears.

"Master, Master, you finally woke up... this disciple is really worried about you."

Listening to his trembling voice, the anxious feeling can already be felt without looking at it with the eyes.

He hurriedly stood up, and Dong Zhao stepped forward on his knees to help him.

Ye Qiao froze slightly, frowning slightly.

"Azhao, what are you doing kneeling?"

"Get up."

Dong Zhao lowered his head and knelt on the ground.

"The apprentice is incompetent, he is a waste, seeing the master being bullied by others, but he can't protect the master. The apprentice really deserves to die!"

"I must practice hard in the future, become the strongest person in the world of cultivating immortals, and protect Master from being bullied again!"

Ye Qiao smiled, "Okay, Master, I know you have that kind of thought, get up quickly, don't kneel down and break your body."

He lowered his head and said, "Master, will you think that I am such a useless person, bringing me by your side will make Master lose face?"

"How could it be... how could Ah Zhao think so, if he didn't like it, he wouldn't have accepted you as his apprentice from the beginning."

Ye Qiao shook his head and said in his heart, "This child has suffered too much and lacks love, which leads to such low self-esteem. In the future, we should pay more attention to him-"

Dong Zhao knelt on the ground, didn't seem to want to get up, he hesitated for a while before saying: "Master, will you really marry him?"