Is Shizi ill today?

Chapter 435 Not a Dream...

"No wonder Aunt Zhen won't let me read it. What kind of travel diary is this? It's clearly a erotic drama."

Shen Qianqiao said in a low voice, but she was still reluctant to close it, watching it with gusto.

Fortunately, it was so quiet at night, Mammy and the others had rested, and they were not worried about anyone coming.

Seeing the burning firewood, when the two undressed and took off their clothes, Shen Qianqiao only felt that her face was burning badly, and her heart beat a little faster.

"Ashamed to death..."

She closed her eyes and took a breath. When she opened her eyes again, the book in her hand was gone.

"I didn't expect you to like reading this kind of book."

A deep man's voice sounded above her head.

Shen Qianqiao's complexion changed, she raised her head, and suddenly met a pair of deep and dark eyes, her heart skipped a beat: "Why are you here?"

The more the man turned back, the more he looked bad.

"give me back!"

Shen Qianqiao quickly stretched out her hand to grab it, but the moment she moved, the wound felt like it was being torn.

Her small face wrinkled, and she let out a low moan, and dense sweat broke out on her painful forehead.

Hearing this, the man turned his gaze to her.

He threw the book over and turned around.

Shen Qianqiao immediately stuffed the book under the pillow again, thinking that he was going to leave, but he didn't expect him to come over with a bowl after a while.

She looked at the man standing in front of her bed with a bowl, the scene was weird no matter how she looked at it.

Just like dreaming.

But why did she dream of him?

Shen Qianqiao cursed in her heart, raised her hand and pinched her face, the pain came, she raised her head again, the man was still there.

not dreaming...

"Here you are." The man handed over the bowl.

Shen Qianqiao looked at his bony hands, the bowl in his hand was still steaming.

chicken soup.

Shen Qianqiao's eyes moved, and she looked suspiciously at the man in front of her. The mask covered his face, so he couldn't see his expression clearly at this time, but it was really intrusive to appear in her room in this black dress at dusk.

"then."

The man spit out two words impatiently.

"National teacher, you came here at night just to give me this?"

After Shen Qianqiao finished speaking, she felt that this matter was a bit ridiculous. Although he asked her to be his woman before, didn't she refuse?

And she stabbed him, and he even gave her soup.

"Could it be poisoned?"

Shen Qianqiao said something subconsciously.

As soon as the words fell, the man's body froze, his eyes darkened, and he looked at her coldly.

Shen Qianqiao knew that he was angry, but she was about to drink the soup when he brought it?

She didn't forget that he threatened her to kill her at every turn before.

"I'm not hungry, the national teacher should keep it for himself to drink."

Feeling the sinister gaze, Shen Qianqiao felt uncomfortable, and immediately buried her head in her arms, and turned the back of her head to the man.

"Good apprentice, you know the temper of this deity."

This sudden sound made Shen Qianqiao shudder.

"Or do you prefer another method?"

Shen Qianqiao could naturally hear the deep meaning in his words, and couldn't pretend anymore.

"I drink."

She raised her head, with anger in her eyes, wishing she could go up and scratch his paws.

The corners of the man's lips curled down, meeting her exceptionally bright eyes, he couldn't help but raised his hand to rub her head.

Her hair is black and long, without any accessories, but it has a special style, soft and smooth, and feels surprisingly good.

Shen Qianqiao subconsciously wanted to hide, but he quickly withdrew his hand.

(End of this chapter)