The True Mistress Has A Thousand Hidden Identities

The doorbell sounded particularly sharp and piercing in the silent late night.

Shen Zhiyu knew that Wei Heng must be the one who could come to him at this time. He was ready to shout, but Xia Beiqin was also keenly aware of his intentions and immediately covered him with the palm of his hand. Lips.

"That Wei Heng came to see you? He is really annoying, Teacher Shen, don't talk, otherwise, I won't let him go!"

Shen Zhiyu struggled desperately, but could only make a sound.

The doorbell rang for a long time before it stopped, but instead, there was another shout.

"Zhi Yu, are you at home?"

Shen Zhiyu wanted to respond, his face flushed.

Xia Beiqing glared at him warningly and sneered: "The call is really affectionate."

Wei Heng shouted again outside the gate: "What the **** happened to you? I'm very worried, can you give me a call back?"

Shen Zhiyu couldn't speak, his eyes widened.

Soon, the sound of the car's start rang out, and the lights from the window gradually dissipated. Wei Heng should have already left.

Xia Beiqing just let go of his hand. Before Shen Zhiyu could say anything, he suddenly threw himself into Shen Zhiyu’s arms, leaned his head on his shoulder, and asked softly: "Mr. Shen, these months , Are you doing well?"

Shen Zhiyu said stiffly: "It's a good time, at least better than when I was with you."

"You're lying, Teacher Shen." Xia Beiqin touched him affectionately with his head twice, curled his mouth, and his clear pupils were immersed in the water, like an aggrieved child, with a little cry in his voice, complaining Said: "Ms. Shen, my life is not good at all..."

The young man was like returning to the past, holding him and acting like a baby, with an innocent appearance, as if it was not him who tied him here.

Shen Zhiyu said coldly and ruthlessly: "I don't care if you are doing well."

"It's okay, it's okay." Xia Beiqing seemed to comfort himself: "None of these matters."

The important thing is that he is right in front of his eyes now.

Shen Zhiyu looked at Xia Beiqing and asked, "You plan to tie me like this for a lifetime? I didn't provoke you to provoke you, right?"

"No." Xia Beiqing shook his head, and then opened a pair of shining eyes again, suggesting: "Let me live here, so that I can see you all the time, I will let you go."

"Impossible!" Shen Zhiyu refused without even thinking about it.

live here? !

The reason why he hid in Shuo Country is to stay away from Xia Beiqin, to draw a clear line with him, and it is best not to contact him for the rest of his life!

Xia Beiqing's eyes instantly turned gloomy and cold: "If you don't agree, then I will tie you for the rest of my life. I can take good care of you."

"You..." Shen Zhiyu's tied hands clenched into fists, wishing to beat Xia Beiqin.

Living here, can't leave his sight all the time, how is this different from binding him?

The only difference may be that if he is not tied up, he still has a chance to escape, and he can do nothing if he is **** like this.

Shen Zhiyu thought about it for a while, and planned to do everything, so he nodded and compromised: "Well, I can promise, you let go of my hand first."

"It will be released tomorrow." Xia Beiqing became happy, took off his shoes, climbed onto the bed, lay down beside Shen Zhiyu, pulled the quilt to cover the two of them, and then looked at Shen Zhiyu who was tied up. With both hands, calmly said: "It may be a little uncomfortable, I will pinch it for you tomorrow."