Slightly warm, I'm super sweet

Chapter 587

Yan moved back slightly, looked at him warily, but felt that he had no reason to shirk.

After all, as he said, they have already engaged in a marriage contract, they are a fiancé couple.

Yan Qingqing: "...cough cough cough, I'm sleepy, let's sleep."

She closed her eyes tightly.

Then Shen Si's muffled laughter was heard.

Yan Weiwei became angry from embarrassment, "Don't laugh!"

"I didn't smile." He opened his eyes and said nonsense, and restrained his smile, but there was still a smile in his eyes.

"Gently... I'll wait for your willingness."

The more gentle and considerate he is, the more guilty Yan Qingwei feels.

In the end, I could only hug his neck and sleep in his arms.

She never liked to hug anything when she was sleeping, she only liked to wrap herself in a quilt, wrapping herself like a silkworm chrysalis, Shen Si was flattered today.

It's just that when the little girl was half asleep and half awake, her hand slowly slipped down and suddenly touched a scar-like bump, and she woke up suddenly.

Shen Si also trembled all over.

"What's wrong here?" Yan Qingyuan woke up instantly, and wanted to get up to turn on the light, but Shen Si held down his hand.

"It's okay, it's just a scar from my childhood."

The more lightly he said, the more Yan Qing felt that it was not as simple as what he said.

"You let me see."

She said she wanted to lift his clothes.

Shen Si held down his clothes tightly, not letting her see: "Female hooligan?"

Yan Weiwei was made a little shy by his teasing tone, and defended in a low voice: "You are a hooligan."

He didn't let her look, so her hand moved along his spine little by little.

His skin is very good, it is firm and delicate, and it is very powerful just by touching it.

But Yan Weiqing felt that her eyes and nose were starting to sore.

He has a lot of scars on his body, which ruins the touch.

From the shoulder to the elbow, there were countless scars, the longest one running through his entire back like a bolt of lightning.

Shen Si was a little flustered, and quickly took out her hand, holding it: "Don't touch it."

"What's going on?" Yan Qingwei cried.

"Shen Fuyan hit me when I was young, I have already forgotten, don't cry."

The little shoulders trembled, making him at a loss.

"Hey, don't cry."

Living at Yan's house for the past two days, he followed Mr. Yan's habit and liked to tell her to be good.

Yan gently shed a big drop of hot tears, and snorted again, "That scoundrel."

After finishing speaking, he was stunned for a moment, and in the dark, he grabbed the corner of Shen Si's clothes, thinking that he would be angry.

Unexpectedly, he smiled, "Well, scoundrel."

My memories of my childhood gradually became a bit blurred. I don’t remember much of those episodes of being huddled in a corner and being beaten, and I can’t even remember those depraved and self-righteous teenage years.

Later, everything that is still vivid in my memory has her participation.

"Do you love me?" He leaned into her ear and whispered, with a small, imperceptible joy in his tone.

"Ah."

She admitted openly that Shen Si was a little embarrassed when he was being tricked.

But what has to be said has to be said.

"Then I ask you for something, will you give it?"

Yan Qingqing was just about to open his mouth to ask him what he wanted, when he suddenly thought of it, his face suddenly became hot, and he nestled himself under the quilt, without making a sound.

"It's okay, anyway, I'm used to it." Shen Si added pitifully after waiting for a long time before getting her response.

Yan Weiwei was indeed shaken, "Let me think about it first."

"We'll talk about it when we go back from Yan's house." Shen Si was kind.

Yan Weiqing immediately relaxed, and simply agreed: "Okay."

(End of this chapter)