Madam spoiled by villain again

Chapter 98 Not Everyone Like You Will Like a Depressed Patient

Ye Shao's dark demon eyes deepened slightly.

He lowered his black butterfly-like eyelashes, and lowered his pupils as if he couldn't control it.

After a moment of stillness, he suddenly raised his hand, pinched Qin Xirao's chin, leaned over, and gently rubbed her forehead.

The corners of his lips were curled up, his eyes were dim, so dark that he couldn't see a trace of light, his expression was completely doting, "The weather is bad recently, you have been running a fever, don't go out."

Qin Xirao looked at the man's bright and bewitching expression, his stagnant state of mind, and suddenly felt strange.

This man has never concealed his powerful, abnormal paranoia and possessiveness.

Silence spread.

for a long time.

Qin Xirao suddenly lowered her long eyelashes, and her voice was as soft as snowflakes about to melt, "If I say, I want to go back to Jinluo—"

The hand holding her chin suddenly tightened, and the pain cut off the next words.

The cold and treacherous atmosphere suppressed the atmosphere into dead silence in an instant.

Seeing the bruises emerging on her pale skin, Ye Shao realized that he hurt her, and suddenly let go.

He squatted down in front of her, with shame in his eyes, and blew lovingly. On her chin, there were two eye-catching bruises on her two fingers.

The voice was gentle to the bone, but extremely dangerous, "You won't have this chance."

As long as Ye Jinluo is dead...

Qin Xirao's long eyelashes trembled slightly, and her already pale face became even more bloodless.

She seemed to smile, her voice was cold and low, as if to comfort him, but also as if to warn herself, "Ye Shao, don't you understand? Not everyone likes you like a depressed patient..."

The little girl belonging to Ye Jinluo is dead.

Now this unrecognizable Qin Xirao can't even recognize herself...

What would Ye Jinluo think when she saw it?
What he likes is the lively, indulgent, beautiful and pure young lady Qianjin.

And she was pale and indifferent, and she couldn't even smile.

Ye Shao rubbed her chin with his hand, and paused for a moment, a look of joy appeared in his dark eyes.

He raised his arms, pulled her into his arms from the whole body, hugged her tightly, and whispered in her ear, saying with great satisfaction, "Lalan, don't say it again, if you want to leave me... "

He was afraid that he would lose control and hurt her again.

As for whether he would really like a patient with mental problems?
He will use the next few decades to prove to her bit by bit.

In this world, no one will love her more than him.

Qin Xirao raised her eyelids and looked straight into his eyes, with a look of coldness in her eyes, as if explaining or warning, "I have nothing to do with Jin Luo, don't touch him."

Ye Shao smiled softly, "He never hurt you, how could I be willing to see you sad?"

Even though she promised not to see each other again, Ye Jinluo was different to her after all.

Qin Xirao's mood was always as indifferent as an ancient well.

When he was hurt by Ye Shao, he didn't look angry, when he heard that Ye Shao couldn't touch Ye Jinluo, he didn't look happy, and when he was confessed, he didn't show any shyness.

It seems to be stripped away, the emotions that normal people will have.

Qin Xirao looked at him for a while, brushed his dazzling eyebrows with her white fingertips, and said in a calm voice, "I'm hungry."

Ye Shao bent the corners of his lips, went into the kitchen and brought out a bowl of soup.

Qin Xirao took the soup bowl he handed over, held it in both hands, lowered her head, and drank slowly.

The corners of the eyes and brows are full of laxity and fatigue.

The stewed pork ribs are soft, glutinous and fragrant, steaming, delicious and nutritious.

(End of this chapter)