I Loaded the Healing System

Zhao Qingyu instantly felt an inexplicable shame and anxiety.

For me, this is a humble place that I never take a second look at.

But for him, it is the most delicious place he thinks.

So he brought himself here to share what he thinks is the best with himself.

While Zhao Qingyu's eyes flickered, he avoided his gaze and said in a low voice, "Okay, okay, I don't look down on it, but I'm just a little worried about the hygiene here."

"I don't mean anything else, don't get me wrong."

Shen An narrowed his eyes slightly, secretly thinking that Zhao Qingyu didn't seem to be as "dominant and willful" as usual.

Judging from this slightly cramped answer, she is more like a strong outsider.

At least truly domineering and willful people are very selfish and rarely care about other people's feelings.

In other words, empathy is low.

But Zhao Qingyu obviously felt a little ashamed.

"Well, you can try it later, senior sister, and you'll know if it's delicious." Shen An said with a light smile.

"Whoo~"

Zhao Qingyu was disturbed by his sudden arrangement, and his thoughts were a little messy.

She raised her legs and took out a pack of ladies' cigarettes from her small bag.

Click.

The fire flickered, she lit a lady's cigarette, and the fragrant smoke penetrated deep into her throat, finally calming her down a bit.

She took a look and saw the surprise in Shen An's eyes, she chuckled lightly and said, "Have you ever seen a girl smoking?"

Shen An was taken aback, shook his head and said, "I just didn't expect you to smoke, senior."

"Ha~" Zhao Qingyu spit out a circle of smoke again: "What? Do you think this girl is really bad, and she has learned the bad habit of smoking."

"No." Shen An said softly: "Smoking or not is just a personal habit."

"As long as it doesn't affect others, others have no right to accuse you."

"And here, the only one affected is me."

"I didn't mean to accuse you, senior, I just expressed my surprise slightly."

"By the way, can I have one too?"

Shen An rubbed her hands, looking forward to it.

Zhao Qingyu raised his eyebrows: "You?"

"um, I."

"You smoke too?" Zhao Qingyu also flashed surprise.

"Well, that's right." Shen An said softly, "But I'm not a heavy smoker, I just smoke once in a while."

"I think you should also be able to understand that sometimes when stress and anxiety accumulate to a certain extent, smoking and feeling the feeling of smoke filling your throat can bring a certain degree of decompression."

"Smoking is different from alcohol. Smoking doesn't paralyze your nerves, but if you really want to decompress, it seems that drinking alcohol will have a better effect."

Zhao Qingyu nodded, she and Shen An rarely found a common ground.

It's not that she likes smoking, it's just that smoking can bring her a little sense of release.

Whether it's releasing stress or keeping yourself calm.

That's all there is to smoke.

Zhao Qingyu threw the cigarette case in front of Shen An.

Shen An took out a slender lady's cigarette slowly, fiddled with the lighter on his finger, and then clicked, the flame flickered.

He took a deep breath and exhaled a ring of smoke.

Zhao Qingyu was dumbfounded by this series of movements, which flowed freely.

In fact, Shen An noticed it from the moment Zhao Qingyu took out the cigarette.

Her smoking posture is not proficient, and she has to strike twice to start a cigarette.

It means that she should not have been smoking for a long time, or that the number of times she smokes is not much.

For her, smoking is really just a pastime for temporarily decompressing and keeping calm, not a real habit or hobby.

"It seems that you have been under a lot of pressure during this time."

Zhao Qingyu didn't ask him why he was as proficient as an old smoker, but changed the topic.

"Not a lot of pressure, just a little tired."

Shen An said softly.

"Tsk, do you have any complaints against me?" Zhao Qingyu said with a smile.

"Oh?" Shen An shook his head and said, "Why would Senior Sister think that way?"

"It's hard not to think so."

The corners of Zhao Qingyu's mouth curled up slightly: "If I hadn't arranged for you to do these things, you wouldn't be so tired."

"Do you feel like I'm acting as a shopkeeper, deliberately throwing everything to you, a newcomer?"

She pressed her chin: "I'm serious, there is not even a single moment of complaint."

Facing Zhao Qingyu's scrutiny and ridicule, Shen An seriously shook his head and said, "No, not a single bit."

"From the very beginning, senior sister, you said you valued me very much."

"I am very grateful to you, senior, for your attention. Naturally, you must be mentally prepared to be valued."

"Since it is important, the treatment is naturally different from other people."

"So I think it's senior sister, you deliberately gave me a chance to exercise myself."

"Although I am busy and tired, I have gained a lot from it and learned a lot. At least in terms of integrating into the group, I should be more successful than any new member."

"So what I gave was nothing compared to what I got."

"Smoking a cigarette is enough, senior sister, you don't have to think about it."

Zhao Qingyu likes to look into each other's eyes when talking.

Because eyes don't lie.

She doesn't quite believe what the other party said, because language is the most confusing.

Only the look, the look, the gaze that comes out of the eyes, no.

When Shen An was talking, she kept looking into his eyes.

She couldn't see a trace of falsehood and cover-up, and she was as sincere and sincere as the words he said.

Her astonishment and shame rolled in her heart again.

It has always been the other party who dare not look directly at her.

This time, it was the second time that Zhao Qingyu avoided Shen An's gaze.

She is guilty.

Test, value, and give opportunities to exercise.

It's all bullshit.

From the very beginning, she just wanted to use Shen An as a tool, a tool to squeeze and play with.

And when the hypocrisy he covered up collided with his complete sincerity, Zhao Qingyu was surprised to find that a hypocritical person would never be able to be justified.

This guy. .

Really. .Naive and stupid!

Zhao Qingyu took another deep breath, and the smoke filled her throat, but it couldn't dissipate her upset.

She would rather that Shen An and herself were hypocritical!

What she hates the most, is. .Such a pure guy.

But is he really pure?

Stop pretending in front of yourself!asshole.

Zhao Qingyu made a cold face, pointed to the Bihai Hotel on the other side: "Did you see that?"

"Uh... I saw it, what's the matter?"

"Do you have any ideas?"

"Thoughts? I think this hotel is quite luxurious. It should be quite expensive to stay for one night, right?"

"I live here."

Zhao Qingyu said lightly.

Shen An's eyes shrank suddenly, and surprise overflowed from the corner of his slightly opened mouth.

Chapter 110 Five: Straight to the point!

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"Why do you still have this expression? Are you surprised?"

Originally, Zhao Qingyu planned to play with Shen An slowly, for example, after a cat catches a mouse, it is usually tortured to death.

But she really couldn't bear the "hypocrisy" repeatedly displayed by Shen An.

He clearly lives with Xu Yijing, and has a close relationship with Xu Yijing, how could he not know his identity?

Yes.

Her targeting of Shen An originated from Xu Yijing from the very beginning.

In Zhao Qingyu's eyes, Shen An was the sharp knife or mallet that Xu Yijing held in her hand. She made him infiltrate her art troupe just to wait for the opportunity to give herself a fatal blow.