Chapter 271 My little princess is quite delicate and needs to be carefully nurtured

Shen Que's love was more intense than ever before.

He held it in front of her so enthusiastically, not giving her any chance to retreat.

Meng Zhiyi bit her lip and met his deep eyes, as if she would be sucked in in the next second.

The hand he held curled up slightly, feeling the warmth from his palm and the full sense of security.

"But the letter I left behind was written so... Aren't you angry?"

"What letter?" Shen Que asked directly.

"Ah?" Meng Zhiyi looked at him in surprise: "Didn't you see it?"

Shen Que tightened his grip again, moved closer to her nose, and whispered, "I didn't see it. Where did you put it?"

Meng Zhiyi quickly said, "No...it's fine if you didn't see it."

[Luckily he didn’t see it. If he knew I wrote in the letter that I didn’t want him anymore, it would be terrible.]

[I tore up the letter as soon as I got home.]

There was a smile in Shen Que's eyes. He pecked her lips lightly, and the doorbell rang.

"The food is here. I'll go get it. Wait for me."

Shen Que let her go, then stood up, opened the door and pushed the food cart in.

Seeing Meng Zhiyi trying to get out of bed, Shen Que was so scared that he quickly ran over to help her: "Didn't you say you would wait for me? What if the wound opens again?"

"As long as I don't do strenuous exercise, I should be fine, right?" Although the wound still hurts, I'm not unable to move.

But Shen Que frowned and said seriously: "No, you have to be careful until the wound heals."

Now, whenever the bloody wound of Meng Zhiyi appeared in his mind, his throat felt like it was blocked by something.

He couldn't bear to let Meng Zhiyi suffer again.

"Okay then." Meng Zhiyi didn't say anything else, but let him help her sit back on the bed.

Next, it was the palace-level service from Shen Que.

From eating to drinking water, and finally wiping his mouth and hands, he did everything himself.

This meal made Meng Zhiyi feel like an empress.

"You are so skilled, have you practiced secretly?" After dinner, Meng Zhiyi stared at Shen Que and asked.

Shen Que wiped his hands and raised his eyebrows, saying, "My little princess is quite delicate and needs to be brought up carefully."

Hearing this, Meng Zhiyi blushed slightly and stood with her neck stiff for a long time without finding what to say.

She looked away and pursed her lips.

[He called me princess...]

[Disgusting! Why are you calling me a princess?]

【The embarrassing ヾ(≧∪≦*)ノ〃】

Because of the injury, Shen Que really stayed by her side in all aspects in the following days.

If Meng Zhiyi hadn't resisted vigorously, he would have even watched her go to the toilet.

Look, Meng Zhiyi, who had just had a debate with Shen Que, finally got to sit on the toilet as she wished.

Outside the bathroom, Shen Que, who was about to act as a door god, heard his cell phone ringing.

He didn't answer the phone right away, but said to Meng Zhiyi inside: "Yiyi, I'm going to answer a call. If you have anything, just call me loudly. Got it?"

A few seconds later, Meng Zhi's frustrated voice came from inside: "Hurry up! I won't fall into the toilet, what can happen!"

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a sound of something falling to the ground.

Shen Que didn't even think about it, he just pushed the door open and asked anxiously, "Did he fall down?"

In the bathroom, the shower gel that she accidentally knocked over was lying on the floor.

Meng Zhiyi stared in a daze at Shen Que, who was standing at the door, holding the door handle. The roll of paper that fell to the ground rolled to his feet.

The next second, Meng Zhiyi's face turned red, like a boiling kettle: "Shen Que! Get out of here!!"

Shen Que turned around and said, "Okay."

“Close the door!!”

"Oh." Shen Que closed the door obediently again.

In the toilet, Meng Zhiyi covered her face with her hands, even her ears were burning red.

Outside the bathroom, Shen Que touched his nose angrily before answering the phone.

It was Old Madam Shen who called. After learning that Shen Que had found Meng Zhiyi, she was completely relieved.

He also explained: "The situation at the Meng family is not good. Although I sent someone to deliver a message a few days ago, telling them that Zhiyi just encountered some problems and wanted to go out to relax. Since you have found her, you can also pass some news back to the Meng family."

"Zhiyi is a stubborn child, especially when he likes to argue with me."

"The Meng family had a bad attitude towards the missionary in her body before, and these memories and feelings had a direct impact on her. Even though she knew that the Meng family hated the previous person, in Zhiyi's opinion, outsiders did not know her true identity, and she would lead herself into a dead end."

"We are bystanders. We have no way and no qualifications to ask her to forgive anyone, but at least you should not let her think too much."

Shen Que listened silently and responded, "I understand, grandma."

Just as he finished speaking, Meng Zhiyi's voice came from the bathroom behind him: "Shen Que! Get back here!"

Shen Que turned around and walked back. As soon as he reached the door, he heard her gnashing teeth: "Bring me the paper!"

It feels good to curse, but it's a funeral rite afterwards.

Sure enough, going to the toilet is when humans are at their most vulnerable.

After hearing this, Mrs. Shen on the other end of the phone couldn't help laughing: "It seems that she is fine, then grandma won't bother you anymore."

After hanging up the phone, Shen Que did not open the door immediately, but leaned against the door and said jokingly: "Hey, who was the one who told me to get out in a fierce manner just now?"

In the toilet, Meng Zhiyi's face was flushed with anger.

Gritting his teeth, he said, "Hurry up!"

Shen Que: "You let me go and I can go, you let me come back and I can come back? Didn't the baby say anything?"

Meng Zhiyi: "I'll give you a few hammers to show your willingness, do you want it?"

Shen Que: "So fierce."

Meng Zhiyi was extremely embarrassed, and in a hurry, he used his ultimate weapon: "My wound hurts! Hurry up!"

When he heard that the wound hurt, Shen Que didn't dare to tease her anymore. He immediately opened the door and handed her the paper.

After getting the paper, Meng Zhiyi yelled again: "Get out!"

Shen Que turned around dejectedly, muttering, "Just throw it away after use."

Just as he finished speaking, the paper hit his back again.

Meng Zhiyi: "Get lost!"

She couldn't help but curse.

But this time Shen Que didn't dare to tease her anymore and quickly helped her close the door.

When Meng Zhiyi came out of the bathroom, he saw Shen Que sitting on the sofa and rushed towards him with bared fangs and claws.

Shen Que quickly moved away with his notebook in one hand, and reached out to support her with the other hand, worried that he would pull her wound: "Slow down, be careful of your injury."

Meng Zhiyi sat on his lap and bit his neck with bared teeth.

"Hiss..." The bite was so fierce that Shen Que gasped in pain.

However, he tolerated it. Not only did he not resist, he also turned his head to the side, as if to make it easier for Meng Zhiyi to attack.

Meng Zhiyi bit him hard before she felt relieved.

She opened her mouth and sat up straight, and saw a deep tooth mark on Shen Que's cold white skin.

"Are you relieved?" Shen Que put his hands on her waist and looked at her with raised eyebrows.

Meng Zhiyi snorted proudly.

Wang Xiao, who was on a video call with Shen Que, was silent for a few seconds before he interrupted their flirting and asked, "Master, how do we deal with this person?"

Hearing Wang Xiao's voice, Meng Zhiyi looked at the laptop curiously and looked directly at Wang Xiao in the video.

She poked her toes suddenly: "..."

【Why don’t I just move to another country to live. 】