the knife of love

Chapter 170

Guan Lue held Shen Chunguang's head that was tilted back, pinched her beating leg with one hand, and lifted the hem of her shirt...

He remembered that the red velvet dress was backless, and she was wearing his coat when he brought her out of the house.

"Hey, what are you doing?" Shen Chunguang still resisted.

Guan Lue held her waist with his big palms, and when the shirt was lifted, the entire back was covered. Sure enough, the snow-white skin was covered with scratches, many of which were obviously swollen due to soaking in water.

Guan slightly bared his lips: "It seems that the two of you played vigorously in the room just now, I shouldn't disturb you two."

Damn it!

Shen Chunguang was pressed on the sofa by him, lying on his stomach, unable to move his hands and feet, so he could only play tricks: "It's good that you know, besides, brother Jiu, don't pretend in front of me, you are like this, what are you talking about?" never seen it?"

"What about me? What kind?"

"Wolf-hearted!"

"..." Guan Lue was choked again, but he was not annoyed, and reached out to touch Shen Chunguang's head again.

He really touched her head, her wet curly hair was curled up in circles, Guan slightly touched her like a chow cub lying there.

Shen Chunguang turned around and gritted his teeth at him: "Let go!"

"Well, you bit me?"

Go to your uncle!
Shen Chunguang fanned her legs up and down, pouted her buttocks and bent her body like a caterpillar, trying to get up, but Guan Lue was too strong, and she couldn't writhe with only one palm covering her lower back.

After struggling for a long time, he finally fell back on his stomach with a "gudong".

His chin still slammed heavily on the armrest of the sofa, causing Shen Chunguang to grin his teeth in pain.

What a wolf-hearted thing!
"What the hell do you want to do?"

Guan slightly didn't speak, and lifted her shirt up a little bit, her tight buttocks were wrapped in black lace.

His throat was a little hot, but there was still a faint emotion in his eyes.

"Give you some medicine."

"Need not!"

"If you soak in water, the wound will become inflamed and scars will be left."

"That's okay, thank you for worrying."

"I have to meet people in the future, so I have to have a pair of good capital to sell!"

"You..." Shen Chunguang was so angry that he really wanted to turn around and bite him, Guan Lue looked indifferently, and pressed down with his palm, Shen Chunguang's raised upper body was pressed back again.

"Lie down!"

"..."

When the cotton swab dipped in alcohol was wiped over the wound, Shen Chunguang's shoulders visibly moved.

Guan Lue's eyes darkened, and his movements subconsciously became lighter.

But later on, Shen Chunguang was very peaceful, lying on the sofa like a cat about to fall asleep, with one arm curled up to rest his chin, and the other hand playing with the embroidery pattern on the pillow in front of him. .

The wound on the outside of the leg root was scratched deeply, Guan Lue wiped it with alcohol cotton pads, it should be very painful, but Shen Chunguang didn't respond at all.

"You don't feel it?"

"what?"

"Alcohol seeps in, doesn't it hurt?"

She seemed to say "hmm", and she was still lying on her stomach, with the back of her head like a chow chow tilted to the side, and she rested half of her face on her arm: "What kind of pain is this? I've experienced worse pain than this."

"..."

Guan Lue didn't know why, but hearing her say this, he felt so bored and panicked.

This emotion made him a little irritable, and he treated the wound hastily afterwards.

Shen Chunguang got up from the sofa, Guan slightly missed her neck again, there were several bright red marks on her neck.

He couldn't help but frowned again: "Is there any more in front?"

"Yes, on the chest, he bit me..." Shen Chunguang pouted, feeling aggrieved, and began to unbutton his shirt while talking.

Guan Lue quickly raised his hand to stop it: "Take care of the chest yourself, and I'll give you the band-aid." He threw a few band-aids on Shen Chunguang's body, as if something would happen if he touched her again.

Shen Chunguang giggled twice.

It seems that he is just as promising.

"You're kidding! If he dares to bite me in front of me, I'll tear his mouth open!" Shen Chunguang got up from the sofa holding the band-aid, pulled the hem of his shirt, and sat cross-legged on the sofa.

The short curly hair like a chow cub is still wet, and the curly hair is still dripping water.

Guan slightly glanced at her, she was wearing her blue shirt, the sleeves were rolled up a little, revealing her slender arms, her pupils seemed to be wet after being soaked in hot water, her eyes became much quieter, Not as domineering as before.

Shen Chunguang, who was sitting cross-legged on the sofa like that, made Guan Lue feel familiar inexplicably. Tang Jingcheng also liked this sitting posture very much before.

Lao Mai said that most people who like this sitting posture lack a sense of security, and their inner self-awareness is extremely strong.

"What constellation are you?" Guan Lue asked suddenly.

Shen Chunguang shook his finger: "Do you believe this?"

"just chit chat."

"Well, my birthday will be in a while."

"Scorpio?"

"Yes, Scorpio!" Shen Chunguang changed his sitting position on the sofa, straightened his legs, glanced slightly, and asked again: "Do you know the character traits of a Scorpio woman?"

Guan slightly shook his head: "I'm not interested in studying these."

"Then let me tell you, Scorpio women are generally quiet on the surface, but have strong and complicated emotions inside, so outsiders always think that Scorpio women are mysterious, profound and elusive."

"Well, you are a bit like this."

"Really?" Shen Chunguang smiled again, "Also, Scorpio is good at playing tricks and is absolutely attractive to the opposite sex."

Guan slightly pursed her lips, squinted her eyes and looked at Shen Chunguang in front of her. Her long legs were straightened out, and the sitting posture alone was already very provocative.

"Well, that's right, mysterious, unpredictable, provocative, so you are a typical Scorpio?"

"Of course, and I'm still a water scorpio born only in the tropics, but apart from these, do you know which aspect of me is most like a scorpio?"

Guan slightly frowned: "I don't know."

Shen Chunguang was not in a hurry, he climbed down from the sofa, and leaned over in front of Guan Lue: "Hold grudges, little ones! Scorpio people will remember all the betrayals and injuries they have suffered, and they must seek revenge before giving up. And I think this is the most in line with the characteristics of a Scorpio!"

"..."

Guan Lue couldn't help but frowned again, her eyes were fierce when she said these words.

"So you hit Su Zhan with an ashtray?"

"..."

"Hold grudges, Xiao Qi! Um...you can wait to receive Su Zhan's medical certificate and lawyer's letter tomorrow!"

Shen Chunguang was dazed, and Nima remembered that she hit Su Zhan by mistake.

This was not in her plan. She originally thought that she would survive tonight, but she didn't expect that Su Zhan would be thousands of times dirtier than she imagined, and she didn't even expect that Guan Lue would go back to find her.

"I do not believe!"

"Don't believe he will deal with you?"

"I……"

"Su Zhan is a well-known bastard, try it and see if he will continue to treat you as a treasure if you smash him like this!" Guan Lue took the medicine box and got up and entered the room.

Shen Chunguang panicked for a moment.

She really didn't intend to hurt Su Zhan, but she couldn't bear it at the time, so she did it on impulse. If all previous efforts were wasted for this matter, she would not be reconciled.

When Guan Lue came out of the house, Shen Chunguang sat upright on the sofa, without shoes on his feet.

She didn't wear shoes when he brought her out of the room on the third floor of the house, and she has been barefoot until now. If he hadn't given her a shirt to wear, she would have no clothes to cover her body.

Seeing her like this now, sitting on the sofa in a daze, biting her fingers constantly.

Guan Lue couldn't help feeling a little sympathetic.

"Do you like biting your fingers?" He walked over and asked.

Shen Chunguang looked up at him.

"Su Zhan will really pursue it?" It turned out that she was still thinking about it, and she was still afraid after all.

"Probably not, after all, he gave you a yard!"

"..." Shen Chunguang was a little anxious, "What do you mean by that?"

"It means..." Guan slightly paused, "He is not willing to give a yard to any woman, he is somewhat special to you, maybe you can turn things around if you coax him."

What a bad idea!

Shen Chunguang glared at Guan Lue, bit his fingers twice, and suddenly asked, "Why did you help me just now?"

"..."

why!Guan was slightly taken aback.

"Think you're funny!"

"..."

What's the reason?Shen Chunguang wrinkled his nose, stopped asking, and reached out to him: "Do you have any cigarettes?"

"You smoke?"

"Well, it's strange to learn from my mother?"

Guan slightly took a deep look at her: "No, the cigarette is in the drawer next to you, take it yourself."

Shen Chunguang opened the drawer, and there were several packs of cigarettes scattered in it, all of the same brand. After three years, he still smoked this brand.

The corner of Shen Chunguang's mouth twitched, and he took out a pack of cigarettes and opened it.

"fire!"

Guan Lue took out the lighter from his trouser pocket and handed it to her. She lit a cigarette familiarly, stood up, and walked to the window with bare legs.

Although this community is located in a busy city, the geographical location is excellent, and Guan Lue lives on the top floor, so he can see through the floor-to-ceiling windows with wide eyesight.

Shen Chunguang suddenly narrowed his eyes in the smoke ring, as if he had discovered something serious.

"You can still see the stars!"

"Stars?" Guan moved a little closer, and sure enough, he saw a few stars hanging above the apartment, and he remembered the conditions that Shen Chunguang Teng Chong asked him.

"Do you like looking at the stars?"

"Yes, the stars in Burma are very beautiful." Shen Chunguang leaned lazily on the window post, with legs bent, holding a half of a cigarette, his hair was finally dry and fluffed on his head.

That appearance made Guan Lue feel flustered for a while, at this moment, Shen Chunguang's profile and the expression on her face were too similar to Tang Jingcheng.

"Did I ever tell you that you look like someone I used to know?"

"Yes! You said it when you were in Tengchong." Shen Chunguang twisted her body again, deliberately tore off the collar of her shirt, and the tattoo on her right shoulder was exposed again. She pointed like a normal person, "When you rushed in, you tore off my clothes, looking for scars, right?"

"..."

"Where is her scar?"

Guan Lue really couldn't see her being so old-fashioned, so he lowered his head and smiled, without saying a word.

Shen Chunguang seemed to be excited, took a puff of cigarette, and asked: "Who is she?"

"..."

"Girlfriend? Lover? Friend?"

Guan slightly licked his teeth, who is she to him?
"Enemy!"

Shen Chunguang's eyes turned cold, an enemy is really a precise definition.

……

Shen Chunguang had no clothes, no shoes, and all his bags and mobile phones were left in that room of the house.

Guan Lue couldn't drive her out in the middle of the night.

"You can sleep in the guest room for one night, and I will find someone to take you back to the hotel tomorrow morning."

That night Shen Chunguang stayed in Guan Lue's apartment, she went back to the room early, locked the door, and lay on the bed.

Guan Lue's master bedroom is next door, and the sound insulation in the apartment is mediocre. She heard his footsteps coming and going in the living room. She seemed to have made a few phone calls and took a long time to take a shower and rest.

At that time, Shen Chunguang slept surprisingly deeply. When he opened his eyes, sunlight came in from the window and shone on the pillow next to her.

There is a faint aroma in the nose, the smell of laundry detergent, the smell of nicotine, and the smell of bread and coffee.

The smell of coffee?
Shen Chunguang sat up from the bed with a "swish", smelled the strong smell of coffee and opened the door to go out.

There was no one in the living room, and there were several brand new wrapping paper bags on the sofa.

Guan Lue seems to be working on something in the kitchen alone, the kitchen is open, Shen Chunguang scratched his hair and turned his head, and saw the busy man standing in front of the cooking counter at a glance.

He changed into a pure cotton white T with navy blue casual linen trousers underneath.

When Shen Chunguang walked over, Guan Lue was pouring beans into the machine. With a "crack", he tightened the lid, turned the switch, and the blades inside began to rotate, making a rattling sound.

He took out two cups from the upper cabinet, rinsed them under the faucet, twisted his fingers along the rim of the cups, and the golden light in the air danced on every inch of his arm's muscle texture.

Shen Chunguang swallowed a breath, and found that no matter what this man did, he always had the same expression, from as big as sitting in the entire Jiurong Terrace to as trivial as making coffee, his face was always calm but extremely serious.

With a "beep -", the beans are ground.

The whole house is filled with a strong aroma of coffee.

Guan Lue wiped the washed cup dry, turned around and opened the door of the refrigerator, only to see Shen Chunguang standing over the cooking counter...

If it is said that her expression, her character, even her skin and facial features have changed, but the girl standing in front of him at this time, her eyes make Guan slightly distracted.

So direct, so greedy, as if he would rush over and swallow him in his stomach at any time.

For so many years, Tang Jingcheng was the only one who had the courage to show him such a direct look, treating him as a prey and lure him as medicine.

"you……"

"Morning!" Shen Chunguang realized that he had lost his composure, and immediately made up for it. He grinned and leaned over, pretending to be calm: "What are you doing?"

"..."

"Making coffee?"

Guan Lue stared at her eyes, and the greed inside had disappeared, as if it was just his illusion.

Unavoidably a little disappointed, but not reconciled.

"Drink?"

"Drink!"

"Are you used to drinking? Don't people in Yunnan like to drink tea?"

"You mean Pu'er? Let's forget it." Shen Chunguang unscrewed the machine, twisted some ground coffee powder, put it under his nose and smelled it, "I'm not used to drinking tea, and I'm not from Yunnan, either. But I can try a cup of coffee you made."

"..."

(End of this chapter)