The night was deep, and the luxuriant flowers and trees outside the window revealed their dense petals, swaying silently, while in the distance it was pitch black and bottomless.
In Yijing's study, the only sound was the ticking of the wall clock. Shi Qi lowered his head and was so focused that he didn't even notice Yejiu coming back.
Not until the manuscript paper in her hand was taken away did she look up at the man in a black shirt and trousers. On his charming face, his dark and deep eyes were filled with a hint of annoyance.
"Not being good?"
He looks angry with his eyebrows raised, and he is not someone you want to mess with.
Shi Qi looked at him innocently and naively, pouting, "I'm waiting for you."
Then she smelled the strong smell of blood on him, her beautiful eyes narrowed, and she immediately grabbed his clothes to find out what was going on, "Are you hurt?"
Yejiu just stared at her, his eyes deep and intense.
He simply held her in his arms, buried his face in her hair, and greedily inhaled her scent.
Reaching straight into the deepest softness of the darkness, no matter how bloody and violent the situation is outside, there is still a touch of warmth waiting for him when he comes back.
This hint of warmth from the fragrance revitalized the throbbing heartbeat, and the stagnant, cold blood gradually began to flow, slowly extending the warmth.
"Just tell me." Shi Qi said anxiously.
He stared at the girl's face, as if suppressing some emotion, and said in a hoarse voice, "It's okay."
Yejiu lowered his chin and gently bumped his forehead against hers, saying tenderly, "Wife, I miss you so much."
Shi Qi's cheeks gradually became hot, and she said coquettishly: "You really are..."
I pushed him and said, "Go take a shower. You smell like shit."
Yejiu's eyes slowly swept across her face, and he curled his lips slightly, "Together."
Shi Qi pursed her lips and glared at him with a red face.
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The light in the bedroom was dim, and the snow-white curtains in front of the window were gathered together with gauze, hanging heavily.
Yejiu came out in black pajamas, carried the girl horizontally in his big hands to the bed, and gently put her down, letting her lean against the head of the bed.
He turned on the lamp on the bedside table, took the hair dryer from the bathroom, sat on the bed, put his arms around her waist, held her in his arms, and started to blow dry her hair.
His slender jade-like fingertips passed through the jet-black hair, smoothing it out bit by bit, which made Shi Qi squint her eyes in enjoyment of the comfort.
Her sleepy eyelids drooped, and she lay softly on his legs, curling up and rubbing against him like a cat.
Yejiu lowered his head to gaze at her delicate face, his lips curved into a soft smile.
"Husband, you've been busy for so many days, is that guy dead?"
The girl made a tired and soft voice, as if she was whispering in a semi-indistinct manner.
The guy she was talking about seemed to be so despised by her that it seemed a mistake for him to even be alive.
Yejiu curled his lips and chuckled softly, then slowly stroked her hair and said in a calm tone, "The man has been caught and sent to Qingjun Hall."
Because the Qingjun Hall still has to conduct an interrogation, the Red Blood Alliance has done so many things, big and small, over the years that they are enough to be shot several times.
But Qingjuntang is a department dedicated to eradicating evil and will never let any evil force go.
Therefore, torture of that guy is inevitable.
What a pity, he didn't die.
Shi Qi tilted his head, and slowly opened his squinting eyes, looking a little fierce.
She wasted so much of her husband's energy, and in the end, the guy was still struggling to survive.
Seeing her unhappy face, Yejiu reached out and pinched her, laughing softly: "Don't worry, he doesn't have much time left."
A gloomy and vicious look flashed in his eyes.
That guy likes to use drugs on others, so let him taste the feeling of being poisoned.
There was silence for a long time. I looked down and saw that she had fallen asleep with her eyes closed.
Yejiu smiled tenderly, put her into the quilt, and fell asleep in her arms.
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