Chen Jing just said she would give him a matching key, but now she has quietly left. What does this mean?
Young Master Yan isn't stupid; he naturally understands.
A smile involuntarily appeared on her lips. She bent down again with the medicine box in her arms, found a spray for removing bruises, opened the cap, and sprayed it on the red and swollen area on Zhu Qianying's thigh.
The sudden chill made Zhu Qianying hiss softly. She lowered her eyes, looking at her thighs and then at the spray in Yan Shao's hand.
"Tsk, look at the mess you've made!"
The tone didn't carry much of a blaming connotation.
The annoyance I felt when I opened the door seems to have vanished.
Her temper really does come on and go quickly.
"Yes, it's all my fault!" Young Master Yan said with a double meaning.
Long, slender fingers reached out and gently pressed and rubbed the red and swollen area.
Zhu Qianying lowered her eyes and watched his fingers slide, lost in thought.
Yan Shao raised his eyelids and saw that she was staring into deep thought as if in a trance. Fearing that she might remember something she shouldn't, he spoke.
"Ying'er, give me the matching key. I promise I won't misuse it."
In fact, since Chen Jing said those things, she will definitely bring it up with Zhu Qianying tomorrow.
This way, he had less trouble.
But then he thought about it again. What kind of man would he be, hiding behind his mother-in-law over such a trivial matter?
Rather than letting her give it to him reluctantly, he should just ask her directly, and if she thinks he should give it, he should happily accept it.
If she doesn't give it to me, it means I haven't done something right enough, which makes her uneasy.
To Yan Shao's surprise, who hadn't held out much hope, she responded with an "Mmm".
Yan Shao thought he had misheard and asked uncertainly, "Really for me?"
Zhu Qianying glared at him, "Don't want it? Then forget it!"
Young Master Yan nodded quickly, "Of course! What if we crash again next time?"
Zhu Qianying snorted, "It's not you who's in pain!"
"It will break my heart!"
Yan Shao spoke with a straight face, and Zhu Qianying stared straight at him for a long time before finally gritting her teeth and blurting out, "You deserve to be heartbroken!"
The two of them once fell into a vicious cycle.
They clearly like or even love each other, yet no one knows it.
One, reckless and wanton, causing harm at will.
One of them clearly cares, but insists on pretending not to.
Just as Yan Shao was about to reflect on his past misbehavior, he heard her subsequent murmur.
"I deserve it!"
"Huh?! What?"
Yan Shao doubted his hearing once again. Why was he having auditory hallucinations all day?
"nothing!"
Zhu Qianying seemed to snap out of her reverie from some illusory scene, shook her head, and tapped her thigh with her chin.
"Aren't you here to apply bruise-reducing medicine? Hurry up and finish it, I still need to edit the photos!"
Despite the girl's haughty demeanor, Yan Shao showed no displeasure whatsoever. He obediently rubbed her gently for a while, then looked up and asked with a concerned expression.
Does it hurt?
Zhu Qianying nodded, "Of course it hurts!"
In reality, no one can read minds. If she doesn't speak, why should she expect the other person to understand?
Yan Shao's eyes showed even more pity, but he increased the pressure on his fingers a little more.
"Hmm, everything should be fine tomorrow. Just be careful next time! Or, how about we put some cushions around this table?"
Young Master Yan was very thoughtful, thinking that when she was focused, there was no room for caution.
Zhu Qianying blushed and said awkwardly, "I'm not Zizai..."
Yan Shao glanced at her, "Zizai is much more careful than you!"
Of course, Yan Shao's words were somewhat taken out of context.
Anyway, Zizai has never been injured under his nose, but this isn't the first time she's been injured.
Zhu Qianying thought about her recent experiences and realized that she had indeed been more reckless. However, being told so directly by Young Master Yan that she was not even as good as a four or five-year-old child made her feel a little unhappy.
Feeling annoyed, he started making small, shuffling movements with his feet, kicking his calves several times in a row.
Yan Shao did not stop her, but his gaze gradually deepened, and his fingers, without his noticing, moved more than a little bit upwards from the swollen area.
By the time Zhu Qianying noticed, the finger was already almost up to her thigh.
Zhu Qianying's face flushed red, and she quickly pressed down with one hand, holding his hand down and pulling his wrist with the other, trying to stop his sneak attack.
"Yan Han, what are you doing?"
Zhu Qianying's face was as red as a ripe tomato, and even though her tone was stern, it had no deterrent effect whatsoever.
Yan Shao raised an eyebrow at her with amusement, and said innocently.
"I'm responding to you!"
"Nonsense!"
Yan Shao pointed at her restless feet, "Who's talking nonsense? Just now, weren't you flirting with me?"
Zhu Qianying really wanted to cut off her restless feet.
"I was kicking you, who was flirting with you!" Knowing she was in the wrong, Zhu Qianying refused to admit it and kicked him hard twice on the shin.
Yan Shao showed no intention of resisting whatsoever, letting her kick him however she pleased.
Anyway, he's tough and thick-skinned, you can't hurt him by kicking.
Besides, compared to my mother's merciless kicks, Zhu Qianying's actions can only be described as a massage at best.
After she finished kicking and vented her anger, Yan Shao stood up and suddenly moved close to her, saying, "If you won't flirt with me, I will!"
Without giving her any chance to react, his lips pressed against hers, his hands holding her head with one hand and wrapping his arms around her back with the other. Even if she wanted to avoid him, she had no way to escape.
A faint minty scent drifted into her mouth from between his lips, and her lips were gently touched. Although he kissed her so suddenly, she didn't feel any forcefulness. She could only feel his warm lips gently licking the corners of her lips.
Zhu Qianying's limited experience came entirely from the man in front of her. Perhaps she was somewhat surprised, or even a little lost. In any case, although she did not resist his kiss, she blinked and looked at his face.
Although Yan Shao was thick-skinned, he felt a little uncomfortable being stared at like that. He felt that kissing her like this was strange, so he withdrew his hand from the back of her head and covered her eyes with his hand.
Thus, Zhu Qianying could only wholeheartedly feel his touch and breath.
Perhaps finding bending over tiring, Yan Shao's strong arms somehow wrapped around her waist and lifted her up, his lips still lingering on hers with passionate kisses, while his hands lifted her up, took a few steps to the bedside, bent down, and laid her flat on the bed.
Zhu Qian lay on the bed like a fish waiting to be slaughtered, while Yan Shao, with one hand supporting himself beside her and the other around her neck, continued their lingering, passionate kiss...
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