Madam spoiled by villain again

Chapter 81

"Next time you have to leave, remember to say so."

Knowing that he left by himself, she didn't have to waste her time looking for him.

Qin Xirao was sitting on the sofa, with his head down, his voice was very low, as cold as ever, but strangely it didn't make him feel unhappy.

Ye Shao found the medicine box, walked up to Qin Xirao, and half-knelt down on his knees.

His slender and delicate hands held her pale and beautiful hands, and his eyes were tightly wrapped around hers.

Her hands were slender, white, and beautiful, so small that he could completely wrap them in one hand.

And this pair of beautiful hands, like the most beautiful works of art, now has a glaring bloodstain.

Ye Shao's sinister eyes were glued to the blood red, and there was a slight tremor of hostility in his eyes.


He suddenly lowered his head and pressed his thin lips against it.

The colorless thin lips, stained with blood, instantly turned into a bewitching crimson, bewitching and frightening.

He lightly touched the back of her hand, his voice was gentle to the bone, revealing a trace of regret faintly, "Lazy, does it hurt?"

Qin Xirao's lips moved, but no sound came out.

Pain is for sure.

She is most afraid of pain.

Even the slightest bit of pain could make her tremble with pain.

And people's physique, which is afraid of pain, will not change with anything.

It just depends on whether you want to say it or not.

Qin Xirao drooped her eyelashes and said nothing. Ye Shao saw the answer from her expression that was as cold as stagnant water.

A faint evil spirit flashed across his eyes.

Since he brought her out of the juvenile detention center two years ago, Qin Xiluo never yelled a word of pain.

All her temperature and emotions are in that ghost place, stripped away.


Ye Shao's white fingertips lingered with a touch of tenderness, gently brushing her cheek, using his breath to soothe her restless emotions.

He raised his head, looking at her expressionless face with bewitching ghostly eyes.

Qin Xirao's legs were slung casually, and her eyes were slightly closed, as if she had fallen asleep, with a deep sense of tiredness in her brows and eyes.

He was away for three days and no one took care of her.

She has never been able to take care of herself, and lives on takeaway food every day. She is a stranger and picky and picky, so she has suffered a lot.

Ye Shao raised his hand and took off the hat on her head.

A head full of black hair poured down.

The cold blue at the end is like a burning flame.

Like running water, it spread over the slender back, reflecting the girl's beautiful and indifferent face, like a perfect and famous painting.

Ye Shao raised his hand, and gently stroked her cheek with his slender fingers.

Using handwriting, starting from the chin, gently sliding across the lips, nose, and finally staying on the pair of black eyes.

He delicately described the girl's exquisite and fresh facial features, as if he wanted to integrate her into the bone marrow.

The face on the palm was once fresh and beautiful, with a smile like a flower.

Now there is only paleness and coldness left.

There was a shadow of terror in Ye Shao's eyes.

Qin Xirao seemed to have sensed something, and suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes fixed into his deep pupils.

Four eyes facing each other.

Qin Xirao stroked the center of her eyebrows with her thin white fingers, and asked calmly, "What do you want to say?"

Ye Shao will not leave her without a reason.

Two years may not be long, but it is definitely not short.

Enough for two strangers to get to know each other.

This man, if it's not a big deal, will never leave her without saying a word.

If he really gave up on her so easily, he wouldn't be so stubborn to save her back then...

(End of this chapter)