Chapter 184 Master, I was wrong

Sang Qing slept very comfortably. When he opened his eyes, he was met with a magnified handsome face.

Sang Qing's brain froze for a few seconds, and yesterday's memories flooded into his mind like a tide.

Her cat pressed her head and forcefully kissed her, it was simply the opposite of what Tian Gang was!

After she came back, she filed for divorce, but he found so many reasons and just refused to agree.

At night, I still sleep in her bed.

Sang Qing looked at Shi Ying's sleeping face. Shi Ying's face was deep, cold and elegant. When her dark golden eyes were open, she had a natural sharp temperament.

If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I would never have imagined how captivating this face was last night, with red eyes and the look of someone calling out to her master as if she was about to cry.

Sang Qing subconsciously reached out to touch it.

But when his hand was about to touch the corner of Shiying's eyes, he suddenly withdrew it.

"Stop pretending. Your breathing is messed up."

Sang Qing sat up and looked at him leisurely.

Shi Ying opened his eyes, and the first thing he said was, "Does what I said last night count?"

After waking up, Shi Ying regained his usual composure, but there seemed to be a deep meaning hidden in his eyes that was difficult to understand.

In the past, Shi Ying would occasionally look at her like this.

It's just that she was busy with work, and because of the contractual relationship, she only treated Shi Ying as a cat and rarely thought about it deeply.

It turns out that everything has a traceable path.

She didn't answer Shi Ying's words, but asked, "Who allowed you to sleep here?"

Shi Ying's eyes flickered: "You didn't arrange a room for me..."

A clumsy lie.

How did you take a shower last night when there was no room allocated?

Sang Qing was too lazy to expose him. She snorted coldly, threw back the quilt, got out of bed, and went to the dressing room inside.

As soon as Sang Qing left, Shi Ying lay back down on the bed, with the corners of his lips curling up uncontrollably.

She was not angry.

If there is one, there will be two, and if there are two, there will be three.

It won't be long before this bed is his.

The imagination was beautiful, but the reality was that Sang Qing was not prepared to stay for two days.

She hadn't had time to finish decorating the City Lord's Mansion yet, and only cleaned out two or three rooms temporarily.

After walking around, Sang Qing didn't see Shi Ying's father, so he asked curiously, "Where is your father?"

"Father left early for something. He opened a branch in the imperial capital, very close to Wutongyue." Shi Ying said.

"Oh." Sang Qing nodded. "The court is in session today. Do you want to go see your mother?"

Shi Ying paused, his expression suddenly turning cold, "No need."

Sang Qing found a chair and sat down. He glanced around to see that there was no one around, then raised his eyebrows and looked at Shi Ying.

"You set the fire at the Shi family, didn't you?"

Sang Qing looked at him quietly with a faint smile on her lips.

Shi Ying's chest trembled violently, but his face remained calm.

"No……"

Sang Qing interrupted him and added lightly, "I don't like liars."

After saying that, Sang Qing lowered her head and casually fiddled with her nails, as if she didn't care at all about his answer.

But he still heard the seriousness in Sang Qing's words.

If he lied to her, she would really hate him.

But how can I deceive her?

Shi Ying smiled helplessly and looked down at her, "No."

"Hmm?" Sang Qing looked up and narrowed his eyes.

Then Shi Ying continued, "Shi Zhenhao lit the fire and prepared the ingredients."

Shi Ying's eyes swept across Sang Qing's ankles and he smiled. "Originally, the fire should have started in the backyard."

He admitted that he had deliberately provoked him and that he had deliberately been locked up.

But didn't he leave them a chance to live? If Shi Zhenhao hadn't wanted to kill him out of jealousy, the fire wouldn't have started.

However, he subconsciously didn't want Sang Qing to know these things.

But how could Sang Qing not guess it?

However, after listening to this, she just touched her chin and pondered for a while, then called the mayor who was in charge of supervising the case and asked him to focus on the trial of Shi Zhenhao and thoroughly check his consumption records.

The person who dared to frame her with such a pig brain must be tired of living.

She didn't really care about the truth of the matter, but she felt Shi Ying's hatred towards Shi's family, and her intuition was that it was related to him.

She didn't know what Shi Ying had experienced in the past, and she was too lazy to ask.

She is not a saint, nor is she a judge.

Even if Shi Ying said yes, it doesn’t matter.

"Does it look good? Do you want a kiss?" Sang Qing felt the burning gaze above her head that was about to penetrate her, and glared back at him unhappily.

Who would have thought that someone would actually think about it seriously, and after a moment, he nodded seriously, "Okay."

Sang Qing: “…”

Sang Qing's eyes turned into a sweet smile, and she beckoned to Shi Ying.

At this moment, the line of sight moved to the rosy and plump lips, the Adam's apple rolled, and the body had already obediently moved closer before the brain could react.

Sang Qing's smile was clear and sweet, like a spring flower covered with morning dew, and she reached out and hooked her arms around Shi Ying's neck.

Her soft lips brushed across his face, came to his ear, and blew gently.

A tingling sensation came over Shi Ying's heart, which trembled inexplicably. His Adam's apple slid involuntarily, and the skin on his neck was stained with a thin pink of lust.

Then, he heard her alluring voice, breath as sweet as orchid, "You wish!"

Shi Ying: “…”

The colorful phantom dissipated, leaving only the distant silver bell-like laughter.

He finally realized that he was being fooled.

Shi Ying touched the remaining warmth, and an undercurrent surged in his gilded phoenix eyes.

…

That night.

The girl was sleeping soundly in bed. She always left a window open to let the soft moonlight in.

A dark shadow sneaked in silently and climbed onto the bed with great skill.

He looked down at the female who was completely covered by him.

The characteristics of his animal form allowed him to easily see the female's peaceful sleeping face. Even if she lay there motionless, it would make his heart beat like a drum.

He reached out and stroked the girl's smooth neck.

As the slender fingers stroked the neck, one could feel the fragile blood vessels beneath the skin, and the delicate neck seemed as if it would break if bent.

It feels like controlling other people's destiny.

But he knew that he could not control her, she was controlling him.

The person under him suddenly opened his eyes and their eyes met.

Shi Ying's hands froze there.

"What? Still want to kill me?"

"Come on, pinch it."

Sang Qing raised her neck, revealing an even more graceful swan neck.

There was an intoxicating smile on the corners of his lips, no fear, only provocation.

return?

Shi Ying was confused at first, then suddenly thought of something and his face turned pale.

"without……"

The words of explanation got stuck in my throat, difficult and awkward.

"Master, can't I just admit I was wrong?" He withdrew his hand in a compromising manner.

A ray of clear eyes just happened to shine on his face, allowing Sang Qing to see the real regret and helplessness in his eyes.

But she wasn't going to let him go.

"How can that be possible? If I didn't have some skills, I would have been a corpse long ago, right?"

Shi Ying knew that Sang Qing was deliberately trying to annoy and block him, but he had no choice. He didn't even have the courage to refute.

He had indeed had the intention to kill.

But who knew this day would come, who knew I would become so obsessed with this female.

He really wanted to slap himself at that time.

"Master, I was wrong."

"sorry."

Shi Ying could only apologize over and over again in an attempt to gain Sang Qing's forgiveness.

Its ears and tail were exposed, and it rubbed gently against Sang Qing's palm like a tamed kitten.

"I'm sorry, Master..."