☆、 A simple and cute little zombie who is stubborn and overbearing with a supernatural boss (56)
"Why are you crying? I didn't do anything." Shen Xuanmo gently stroked the boy's face, with unclear emotions in his eyes.
"Ah." Qingqing has eyes that can speak. Even if Shen Xuanmo can't understand his corpse language, he can read his emotions from his eyes.
Her long eyelashes hid the anxiety and fear in her eyes, and from time to time she would silently drop a few pearls, sobbing as if she had suffered a great injustice.
He looked at the naked boy in the bathtub, trying hard to suppress the desire that was about to come, and said in a somewhat annoyed manner: "Why are you aggrieved... Are you not happy with someone serving you?"
While using his supernatural powers to drain and change the water, Shen Xuanmo muttered to himself, "How long has it been since I took a bath? Even the color of the water has turned darker."
"Let me see if you have any other injuries?" Although Shen Xuanmo's voice contained a hint of complaint, his movements were surprisingly gentle, as if he was afraid of hurting Qingqing.
But Qingqing didn't understand and couldn't hear anything. He just thought that this human was very fierce. He spoke fiercely, moved fiercely, and had a fierce expression.
Qingqing glanced at several men nervously, not daring to breathe because of the nervousness. She pouted, lowered her head, wiped her tears, and looked like she was ready to die.
If you don’t know, you might think Shen Xuanmo did something to him.
"Don't cry, baby." Shen Xuanmo sighed, with a hint of helplessness in his tone, "I said I won't hurt you." Don't cry, you will have a chance to cry in the future.
"Burp!" Qingqing's tears gradually stopped, and she hiccupped unexpectedly. He raised his head, and there was a hint of doubt and innocence in those charming eyes. At the same time, an inexplicable warmth surged in his heart.
Why, didn't he just want to clear himself and then blow his own head off?
Qingqing's hiccups made him look even more helpless and adorable. Shen Xuanmo couldn't help but chuckle softly, his voice was low and warm, "Haha, still as timid as ever." This scene really seemed familiar.
Qingqing was angry but dared not say anything. She knew he was laughing at her but did not dare to refute him. However, she completely diverted her attention and seemed not to be so scared anymore.
Shen Xuanmo gently picked Qingqing up from the bathtub, wrapped him in a soft towel, and carefully wiped the water droplets off his body.
Shen Xuanmo found a pair of pajamas for Qingqing to change into, and his fingertips slid across her soft, jade-white skin. The cool touch burned him like a raging fire, and his Adam's apple slid up and down unconsciously.
"Go to sleep. You must be scared today." He raised his hand gently and wiped away the tears on Qingqing's face.
Shen Xuanmo immediately covered the boy with a quilt, then sat beside the bed, looking at him quietly and nakedly, swallowing the bitterness silently.
Shen Xuanmo's gaze was too intense, full of lust. Qingqing pretended to be dead, not daring to open her eyes, hoping that it was just his illusion.
Qingqing closed her eyes tightly, the corners of her eyes were red, and her plump red lips were slightly parted, as if testing Shen Xuanmo's concentration.
Her eyelashes trembled slightly, and she was still a little nervous, but she didn't dare to move, for fear that she would accidentally break this fragile balance and lose her head.
Qingqing likes to scare herself. In fact, she has no intention of hitting anyone else's head except herself.
Shen Xuanmo sat quietly beside the bed, motionless, like a sculpture, until he watched Qingqing gradually fall asleep, afraid that the girl would suddenly disappear from his world again.
When Shen Xuanmo felt resentful because of love, he was also extremely happy. Only he himself knew how happy and excited he felt in his heart.
"Baby, you really know how to torture people." The tone was suppressed.
The next second, Shen Xuanmo lay lightly beside the young man. He pinched the young man's thin waist with both hands and turned to face him.
He thought that his baby was still as thin as ever, with a waist so thin that it seemed like it could be broken with just a slight force from his big hands.
Even though he couldn't feel the other's heartbeat, only at this moment did he dare to truly believe that his beloved was back.
Shen Xuanmo's eyes fell on the cabinet beside the bed, and then he looked away with self-mockery.
No matter what Qingqing did, he seemed to never be able to do anything to him.
Since he couldn't bear to be cruel, he could only spoil her, spoil her without any bottom line.
He held Qingqing's chin while she was sleeping, and looked down at her. An indescribable heat surged up from the depths of his heart, surging like a tide all the way to his throat.
"Hmm..." Qingqing seemed to sense something strange, her brows slightly wrinkled, and the corners of her mouth pursed unconsciously.
Qingqing just felt that something bad seemed to bite his mouth in his dream, and he murmured a few times in dissatisfaction.
"Sleep well," Shen Xuanmo said softly, with a hint of repression and indulgence in his voice. Go to sleep, and when you wake up, stay by his side and don't go anywhere.
He tucked the quilt gently for Qingqing, snuggled close to the boy, and fell asleep peacefully.
After Qingqing left, Shen Xuanmo basically didn't have a good sleep, and this time he slept until noon.
People feel refreshed when good things happen to them. Shen Xuanmo was in a good mood and was busy tidying up this and that as soon as he got up.
For fear of hurting Qingqing, he put away everything in the room that he thought was dangerous.
Shen Xuanmo brushed Qingqing's hair with his slender knuckles and said without hesitation: "Your hair seems to have grown longer."
I didn't look closely last night, and only now I noticed that Qingqing's hair is a lot longer than before.
Shen Xuanmo didn't show it very obviously, but deep down he was already filled with excitement and ecstasy.
Does this mean that Qingqing will be able to return to normal soon?
But Qingqing was not very happy at the moment. She looked at her bruised lips and tears welled up in her eyes, but she couldn't stop crying.
"Ah!" The bad guy actually dared to bully him while he was sleeping. Qingqing was so angry that she wanted to bite him back.
The main culprit, or the bad guy as he called him, just watched him become as angry as a bloated puffer fish without blushing or feeling any pain in his heart.
He turned his head, wanting to show Shen Xuanmo, but Shen Xuanmo seemed not to see it. His eyes flashed and he shifted his gaze.
When he saw Qingqing's bullied look, he couldn't help but want to bully Qingqing even more unscrupulously.
Shen Xuanmo couldn't help but find it funny when he saw Qingqing's angry look.
He rubbed Qingqing's head out of habit, with a hint of pampering in his tone: "I'm sorry, I didn't mean it." I'll do it again next time.
He didn't control the strength well last night, which may have made Qingqing a little uncomfortable, but after practicing a few more times, she will be familiar with it and it will be fine.
"Ah?" Qingqing's pupils shrank suddenly, and a hint of anger flashed in her eyes.
"I'm the one who lied to you, not me." Shen Xuanmo was almost amused by his reaction. Did he dislike him so much?
Shen Xuanmo leaned forward slightly, his profile was like jade, his long eyelashes cast a faint shadow, and his whole body exuded an air of rebelliousness.
He thought unhappily in his heart, could it be that Qingqing doesn't like this?
"Sword-like eyebrows, star-like eyes, bird-like hair and red lips..." She looks pretty good, Shen Xuanmo looked at himself in the mirror seriously with a smile on his lips and evaluated his own looks.
This was the first time he cared about his appearance, and it was also the first time he looked at his appearance so carefully.
Not to mention others, even he himself did not expect that after living confidently for 28 years, he would suddenly become anxious one day.