Chapter 75 Do you like these...seductive things so much?

After the man gave the order, his men immediately went to do what he told them to do.

When the door opened, a woman dressed sexy and with a hot body walked in.

She walked straight over and sat on the man's lap, stroking his cheek in a very ambiguous manner with her fingers with red nails.

"Boss, you haven't come to see me for a long time." The woman's voice was coquettish, and half of her body was pressed against the man.

The man chuckled, put his arm around her waist, and touched her restlessly: "Isn't this coming?"

Woman: "Ever since you fell in love with that woman from the Xie family, you rarely come to see me."

"She's just a chess piece. How can she compare with you?" As he said this, the man pinched the soft flesh on the woman's waist with a little force.

"You're disgusting~" the woman said softly, and was delighted by the man's words.

The lights were heavy, and the two figures projected on the wall kept moving up and down...

On the other side, Meng Zhiyi had just returned to the apartment with Shen Que when the bodyguard had been waiting at the door for a while.

Shen Que told his bodyguard to put down the takeaway and let him leave.

"You eat here first. I'll go back to the room to get something." Shen Que's voice was soft, somewhat different from his usual gentle voice.

However, Meng Zhiyi couldn't tell exactly what was different.

She was too lazy to bother, so she just nodded and started eating.

Shen Que stared at Meng Zhiyi for a while, and seeing that she was eating seriously, he shook his head helplessly.

After returning to the room, Shen Que took a long breath, took off his clothes, stood in front of the mirror and looked at the bruises on his lower back.

When the car hit him, he could only use his body as a cushion to protect Jie Qing.

Apart from the obvious scars on his arms, the scars on his waist are the most serious.

Shen Que didn't want to worry the old man so he lied and said he wasn't injured anywhere else.

He gritted his teeth, then took out the medical kit from the cupboard and applied medicine to himself.

Suddenly, the door was pushed open.

Shen Que looked up in surprise, and saw Meng Zhiyi holding a chicken leg in one hand and a mobile phone in the other, standing there with a confused look on his face.

He suddenly felt embarrassed and didn't know where to hide the tweezers in his hand.

Meng Zhiyi's phone was still ringing. She responded and said, "Your phone. I called you a few times outside, but you didn't answer."

Shen Que closed his eyes, then put down the tweezers in his hand and said, "Give it to me."

Meng Zhiyi walked in and looked at the bruise on his lower back. Although it was not serious, Shen Que's skin was cold white, which made the bruise very eye-catching.

"The wound on your waist..." Meng Zhiyi thought for a moment, glanced at the opened medical box, and said, "Do you need help?"

Shen Que raised his eyes and stared at her. When he met those clear eyes without a trace of strange emotions, his brain suddenly froze.

"Is it okay?" He blurted out without even thinking.

"Sure." After saying that, Meng Zhiyi stuffed the chicken leg into his mouth, then wiped his hands with alcohol cotton, picked up the tweezers and dipped the cotton in the medicine.

She leaned down and got closer, only to find that the bruise was more serious than what she had just seen.

His brows furrowed slightly, wondering why he had concealed this injury when he was in the hospital just now.

If it weren't for the chicken leg in his mouth, Meng Zhiyi would have said something to him.

As Meng Zhiyi got closer, her gentle breath fanned over his skin, causing Shen Quehun to tense up and his breathing to become heavier.

The alcohol cotton pad touches lightly, bringing out waves of coolness.

Shen Que looked straight at the mirror in front of him, watching Meng Zhiyi carefully applying medicine to him in the mirror, with a mixture of emotions in his heart.

Just when he was secretly wondering why he had such feelings for Meng Zhiyi, her voice rang in his ears.

[Shen Que has a nice figure, there is not a single bit of fat on his waist, and his muscle lines are so nice. ]

[Hey, it's a delight to the eyes. It would be nice if I could touch it. It must feel really good.]

[I'm pretending to touch it casually now, it shouldn't be a problem, right? ]

[Hehehehe…]

As Shen Que listened, his body tensed unconsciously, and then he suddenly grabbed Meng Zhiyi's hand.

"?" Meng Zhiyi raised his head and looked at him in confusion.

Shen Que swallowed his saliva, and a blush appeared on his handsome face. It was hard to tell whether it was because of shyness or something else.

"Okay, that's enough." He said hesitantly, then immediately got up and took a T-shirt from the closet and put it on.

The speed was so fast that Meng Zhiyi was caught off guard.

"..." Meng Zhiyi gritted his teeth secretly.

[Damn, hesitation will lead to defeat! ]

[Next time! Next time I will definitely take advantage of him. ]

Shen Que turned his back to Meng Zhiyi, closed his eyes, and then took a deep breath.

He was at a loss for words and had no idea what was going on in Meng Zhiyi's mind!

There is no girl who is only interested in taking advantage of men.

Meng Zhiyi felt frustrated, so he dropped the pliers, grabbed the chicken leg and took a vicious bite, then walked out without looking back.

Hearing her leaving footsteps, Shen Que could finally breathe a sigh of relief.

Almost, it happened twice tonight, he could hardly control some of the thoughts in his heart.

But when Shen Que thought that Meng Zhiyi was with him just to complete the mission, he felt a pang of annoyance.

He must not be the first to reveal his feelings, otherwise he would really become a plaything in her hands.

Have a good night's sleep.

Meng Zhiyi stared at the ceiling for a few seconds, and then his brain slowly started working, and he remembered that he had stayed overnight at Shen Que's place last night.

She got out of bed, put on her slippers, and walked out of the room yawning.

When I arrived at the living room, I found Shen Que standing on the balcony making a phone call.

Today he wore a crisp white shirt and black pants, with his sleeves half-rolled up to reveal his thin and powerful arms. In the bright sunlight, the shirt was slightly translucent, reflecting his thin waist, giving him a sense of abstinence.

Meng Zhiyi watched in fascination, then picked up her cell phone and took a picture of Shen Que.

[This small waist is much more attractive than those male bloggers in short videos. ]

Hearing the voice, Shen Que turned around and saw Meng Zhiyi staring at his phone and grinning.

Recalling what she had just said, Shen Que raised her eyebrows, said see you later to the person on the other end of the phone, and hung up.

He walked in and his eyes fell on Meng Zhiyi's phone. He paused and asked her, "What are you looking at? You look so serious."

Meng Zhiyi used two fingers to click and zoom in on a video of a male blogger dancing, and gave a thumbs up with great satisfaction, without even looking up: "Watch a man dance."

"Oh?" Meng Zhiyi felt a warm body approaching: "Let me see it too."

Meng Zhiyi didn't realize anything yet, and subconsciously raised her phone: "Look, this little waist is twisted really vigorously. If Shen Que were to do it, it would probably be more beautiful than this."

As she said this, she couldn't help but let out an obscene sound.

Shen Que: Let him twist?

Sure?

However, seeing Meng Zhiyi looking so happy, Shen Que felt a little unhappy.

"You don't know how big Shen Que's waist is..." Meng Zhiyi said as he turned around to discuss it with the visitor.

Turning around, Meng Zhiyi met the eyes of Shen Que who leaned towards her.

Without waiting for her to respond, Shen Que snatched the phone from Meng Zhiyi's hand and said coldly, "I'm afraid you will be disappointed. I don't have that kind of fetish."

Meng Zhiyi looked at the man in front of him with an unclear expression, and then he realized where he was.

Just at this moment, the video on the phone came to an end, and the male blogger's subwoofer voice rang out with laughter: "I really can't do anything with you, my lady."

Shen Que looked at her, and a smile suddenly appeared on his handsome face: "My... Miss?"

Meng Zhiyi poked with his toes: [Damn, this is so eye-catching.]

Shen Que stared at her with dark eyes, with an ambiguous look in his eyes. The corners of his lips that were originally slightly raised straightened up, and he said in a cold tone: "Do you like these... seductive things so much?"