Is Shizi ill today?

Chapter 418 How about being the real woman?

It was a quiet night, and it was raining heavily outside, but this magical voice still faintly reached her ears.

Shen Qianqiao's pupils shrank, and she couldn't bear it anymore, she sat up and looked at him bitterly: "You sent someone to assassinate Ah Jing?"

Her breathing became disordered, and she obviously wanted to restrain herself, but the resentment in her eyes still couldn't be hidden.

The man took her emotions into his eyes, and smiled softly: "If he dies, will you die for him?"

Shen Qianqiao's fingers hanging in front of her were trembling uncontrollably, she gritted her teeth and said, "Aren't you afraid of lightning strikes if you disregard people's lives?"

"He doesn't care about you anymore, and you still care about him so much, which really makes me feel relieved."

A cold smile overflowed from the man's lips, and his dark eyes were like a ball of ink that couldn't be dizzy, getting darker and darker, and there was a cold sharpness hidden deep in the dark.

Shen Qianqiao choked for breath, pursed her lips: "What exactly do you want?"

The man raised his foot and walked over to the bed, looking down at her.

Shen Qianqiao's body was tense, her throat seemed to be tightly strangled, and she couldn't breathe for a while.

The man's dark eyes glanced at her clenched fist, and the curve of his lips deepened: "You haven't answered the question of the deity, if that fool dies, will you die for love?"

Shen Qianqiao's eyes moved, and she looked up at him: "If I say yes, will the national teacher be merciful and spare his life?"

The man's deep eyes darkened, and the suppressed displeasure burst out directly, and he said coldly, "You are very affectionate, I'm afraid he won't appreciate it at all."

Shen Qianqiao smiled silently, and naturally felt his unhappiness. She didn't think about it, but brushed the hair on her face behind her ears, and said lazily: "What I do has nothing to do with whether he appreciates it or not. ? Does the national teacher feel sorry for me, or is he reluctant to part with me as an apprentice?"

The man narrowed his eyes slightly, seeing the indifference on her face, she was much more relaxed than before.

"Are you willing to be a teacher now?" His squinted eyes suddenly became narrower and longer, and a playful smile appeared on his lips. He reached out and pinched the woman's chin, forcing her to raise her head: "Actually, if you don't want to be the disciple of this deity , the deity can also change your identity for you."

Shen Qianqiao was stunned, and met the man's dark eyes, "What identity?"

The man's hand went up and gently stroked her soft cheeks, his black eyes looked down from her fair and tender neck, and swept across the bulge in front of her, and he said casually: "How about being a real woman?"

Shen Qianqiao's heart skipped a beat, her pupils shrank suddenly, as if she didn't believe what she heard, she felt a little dazed.

The man looked at her reaction with satisfaction, his heart softened unconsciously, and the corners of his mouth curled up in a curve that he hadn't noticed, and said in a low voice: "I said before, if I am a woman, I will pamper you in everything." Just rely on her, rely on her, and will not force her to do things she doesn't like to do..."

Shen Qianqiao lowered her eyes, tightened her hands supporting her body, and pulled the quilt under her body.

"Is the national teacher serious?"

A low voice escaped from those two red lips.

The man smiled calmly: "This deity has never said this to a woman."

A trace of sarcasm curled up on the corner of Shen Qianqiao's mouth, and she remained submissive: "Will the national teacher marry Qianqiao?"

The man's hand stopped, and he lowered his eyes to stare at her, his eyes were dark and dark: "I will pamper you."

(End of this chapter)