This host can handle it, let her be the villain, she is the real deal

Chapter 353 Spring Breeze Proud of Horseshoe Disease, Seeing Chang’an Flowers in a Day (67)

The delicate chin seems to have become sharper than ever.

I lost a lot of weight.

Why haven't I recovered after taking medicine for so many days?

Cheng Qiangong bent down and reached out to touch the girl's forehead.

Before Shen Yue could react, she felt a tall shadow approaching, and then her forehead was touched by cold fingertips.

At that moment, her eyes turned cold, she pushed him away without hesitation, and said coldly, "Don't touch me!"

It was a completely subconscious reaction, maybe even Shen Yue couldn't react, she really couldn't pretend that nothing happened, it was the same as before.

How can you not be angry?
But more is to feel tired, bored.

The girl seemed to be very excited, she stood up, her narrow and beautiful eyes raised slightly, and there was a wet redness at the end of her eyebrows.

Adds a touch of color to a pale face.

Cheng Qiangong had never been pushed away so mercilessly by Shen Yue, at the moment he was pushed away, a haze of hostility gushed out of his eyes almost instantly, and then quickly suppressed it.

In the silent stalemate, after a long time, a suffocating cold current surged silently.

In the end, it was Cheng Qiangong who spoke first.

His voice was still cold, and he said softly: "What's wrong?"

Shen Yue closed her eyes, opened them again, she had regained her composure, pressing her sore forehead, her pale and sickly face was almost transparent.

He lowered his head slightly, with a calm expression on his face, "It's nothing."

Cheng Qiangong saw that Shen Yue's face was really pale, as if he would faint in the next second, he squeezed his palms tightly, and couldn't help approaching, he wanted to ask Shen Yue if it was still uncomfortable there, but his fingers hadn't touched Shen Yue yet The corner of his clothes was pushed away again.

The first time may not be intentional, what about the second time?
The man's expression suddenly turned cold, his eyes were gloomy, and the knuckles pinched by the fingers hanging by his side turned white.

The wind roared outside the window, slapping the window, and there were bursts of noise.

The surrounding air seemed to freeze, making it suffocating.

Cheng Qiangong stood very straight, motionless.

Shen Yue pursed her lips, a few strands of soft black hair were wrapped around her snow-white and fragile neck, her eyes were drooping, and her tears were like cinnabar.

His brows furrowed slightly, showing a little impatience.

"Don't get too close, you'll get sick."

Is it really?

Cheng Qiangong's mind went blank for a moment, and he didn't know why he felt flustered in his heart. Out-of-control emotions are always disgusting.

But he still looked calm and composed, the corners of his mouth were tightened into a line, and his jawline was as sharp as a blade.

He was rejected twice in a row, as if he felt ashamed, Cheng Qiangong didn't say anything, just stood there for a while, turned around and left without saying goodbye.

Shen Yue was the only one left in the bedroom.

She stared at the white paper, wondering what she was thinking, supported her head, and fell asleep unconsciously.

Later, when she felt someone hugging her, the embrace was warm and familiar, Shen Yue couldn't help rubbing her against each other.

The man froze for a moment, and his movements became more gentle.

Whisperingly said: "Fu'an..."

Caught in the soft blanket, Fuan stood by the bed and looked at it for a long time, but when he turned to leave, his sleeve was pulled.

Turning her head, Shen Yue, who was supposed to be in a deep sleep, lowered her eyes halfway, her slender eyelashes trembled, a little soft, as if she was acting like a baby.

"Fu'an, sleep together."

Seeing Shen Yue's childish actions, Fu An couldn't help but smiled softly. He always pampered and indulged everything about Shen Yue, no matter it was good or bad.

As long as Shen Yue said it, as long as Shen Yue asked, he would agree without hesitation.

So he took off his shoes and got on the bed.

Shen Yue quickly moved over and hugged his arm, it was still a soft and small ball, just like when she was a child.

When I was young, there was no charcoal fire in the dormitory, and the quilt was also a thin layer, which could not provide heating at all.

Every time at night, Fu An would climb to the end of the bed, hold Shen Yue's cold feet in his arms, and warm Shen Yue's feet with his warm stomach.

He also told Shen Yue some bedtime stories to lull her to sleep.

Just like now, Shen Yue couldn't sleep, her soft hair stuck to her snow-white neck, and her shoulders were thin.

The bright lips curved slightly, revealing a kind of innocence: "Fu'an, I can't sleep, I want to hear a story."

Fu An put the hair on Shen Yue's cheeks behind his ears, he smiled, his eyebrows and eyes were as gentle as the spring breeze in April.

Fu'an's voice was nice, plain and clean, with a magical power that made Shen Yue want to sleep.

Soon, Shen Yue closed her eyes and fell asleep.

That night, she was not awakened by the nightmare in the middle of the night. She slept soundly and had a wonderful dream. Even when she fell asleep, there was a faint smile on her lips.

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In winter, the mist is filled, exuding a thick chill, ice crystals protrude from the branches of plum blossoms, and the red plums bloom enthusiastically, as bright as the morning glow.

The fragrance is rich and the dark fragrance overflows.

There are blue veils hanging around the pavilion, dancing in the cold wind like dancing butterflies.

Shi Wei walked from the bluestone bricks, and from the veil that was slightly lifted by the wind, he could see that beautiful half face like a ghost, which was faintly visible and captivating.

Shen Yue was sitting there on her knees, making tea, which happened to be ready when Shi Wei arrived.

Hot air and white mist rose, and the long and white fingers picked up a teapot, tilted it slowly, and the brownish-yellow liquid with dense mist flowed from the teapot.

The fragrance of tea spreads, it is very weak, but it smells good.

The extremely simple movements are performed by her but people can't look away, making people distracted, and dirty desires emerge.

Shi Wei walked over, with warm and elegant eyebrows, and saluted very indifferently: "Your Highness."

Shen Yue nodded and motioned him to sit down.

Shi Wei walked to the desk and sat down, opposite to Shen Yue.

"How about what I asked you to do?"

In the past few days, the emperor's condition became more and more serious, and Shi Wei was considered a favorite in front of the emperor, because Shi Wei's mouth was really good at talking, and he would say that the dead were alive, which naturally pleased the emperor.

During this period of serious illness, Shi Wei would also go to the emperor's side to find out the bottom line according to Shen Yue's wishes, and also asked him to keep an eye on Shen Yaojin.

The reason why Shen Yue trusts Shi Wei so much is because Shi Wei has something in her hand, which will kill her. As long as Shi Wei has some brains, she will not dare to play tricks in front of her.

Unfortunately, Shen Yue still underestimated the extent of a person's evil.

Shi Wei took a sip of the tea made by Shen Yue.

It was supposed to be bitter, but it seemed to taste a little bit of sweetness.

He stretched out his scarlet tongue and licked the corner of his mouth.

　Just refresh it later~

　　
　
(End of this chapter)