Chapter 30 Love Under the Eaves (Part 4)
Shen Yan slept until about nine o'clock.
The sunlight poured in from the window. This villa located in the wealthy area was designed to be very human-friendly, with plenty of light and greenery. Ana Shen turned his head to look out the window, stayed on the bed for a while, and slowly went to wash up in his slippers.
Foam filled his mouth, and Shen Yan used his saliva to wash away the foam. When he was about to check the terminal message, he suddenly stopped.
He looked in the mirror, opened his mouth and stuck out his tongue.
The young man in the mirror also stuck out his tongue. In the middle of his tongue, near the tip, there was a circular decoration that was only one-third the size of a fingernail.
Ana Shen leaned on the sink and approached the mirror. There was a green number "3" in the middle of the circle.
Ana Shen retracted his tongue, which had become numb, and reached in with his fingertips to touch the ring. It was soft and had no sense of existence.
Burning kiss.
This thing is very famous.
It is said that the lover of the gang leader in District 8 is beautiful and flirtatious. She seduces his men behind his back, so that all the gang members, both men and women, fall deeply in love with her. There was even an internal conflict, and they wanted to kill the boss and replace him.
The boss didn't give in for nothing. After suppressing the incident with bloody means, he specially hired someone to develop a ring to restrain his lover.
The ring is actually a poison-containing syringe. The boss only allows his lover and other people to kiss five times a day, so the number in the circle is five.
After the fifth kiss, the syringe activates, and both the wearer and the person the wearer kisses will die.
Because it was useless and had a bad implication, the marketing of The Boss and the Lover was overwhelming, but no one was interested in it once it was released, and finally they were all recalled and destroyed.
I don’t know where Ruan Zhixian found these junk.
What, do you think you are a gang leader?
...Rounded off, it seems to be correct.
Ana Shen brushed her teeth again expressionlessly, this time focusing on brushing her tongue.
Don't stop until your tongue becomes numb.
Logically speaking, kissing is a condition for activating the ring, but Ruan Zhixian is also quite experienced in mechanical modification. If he can change the numbers in the circle, he can naturally change the activation conditions.
In a closed space, with three people who were deeply entangled with him, Shen Yan felt that Ruan Zhixian would not only attack him.
He is very good at sowing discord, quoting things out of context, and especially using all kinds of information to cause hatred between people.
The conditions for activating the Burning Kiss should be related to those three people.
Ana Shen went downstairs thoughtfully.
Blaise was not there. Farson and Valen sat opposite each other, with scattered breakfast on the coffee table in the middle of the sofa.
Hearing the noise of Ana Shen coming downstairs, they both looked up.
Ana Shen observed their expressions carefully.
Valen didn't hide his feelings, his happiness and sadness were all shown on his face. His gaze was cold, the corners of his mouth were straightened into a straight line, his muscles were tense, and he was obviously angry.
Falson couldn't tell what was going on. He smiled at him as usual and jumped up from the sofa to greet him.
Ana Shen thought it was not good.
Farson is always honest with "Mom", and even if he tries to be cunning or do something sneaky, he can be easily seen through at a glance.
It's not that he can't hide, but that he doesn't want to hide.
What he needs from his mother is the real him, not his disguise.
Valen had been alienated so much by Ruan Zhixian, but Farson still came over happily to be close to him. It was not normal no matter how you thought about it.
Ana Shen pretended nothing happened and pulled Falson’s hand away as usual.
The arm that was injured yesterday has been repaired, and after being pulled down, it came up again.
After doing this several times, Ana Shen finally compromised, letting Falson pester him like this, and went to the kitchen to cook with the human-shaped pendant.
From the perspective of cooking, Farson should be considered a good helper. He is very efficient in washing and cutting vegetables.
Looking at the extremely evenly cut potato cubes, Ana Shen hooked her finger at Falson while frying the potatoes in the pan.
Falson came over, and Ana Shen very naturally put his finger on his chin and touched his lips quickly, “Well done.”
After saying that, Ana Shen didn't pay attention to Falson's reaction. He held the handle of the pan, scooped out the crispy potatoes, added the equally perfectly cut tomatoes, stir-fried them, and flipped the pan.
Falson covered his mouth in shock, staring at Ana Shen steadily.
The apron was only pink, and no matter how much Chen Yan disliked it, this was the only choice. The apron was not tied tightly, but Chen Yan had a thin waist, and the loose ties outlined his waistline. Below the waistline was...
Farson's face gradually turned red, and he secretly glanced at Valen who was facing the kitchen with his back, then he moved closer, followed the straps all the way up, and finally hugged Shen Yan's waist, sticking to him, and whispered in Shen Yan's ear:
“Alan Shen, it feels so good, I like it very much, kiss me again.”
Ana Shen felt a little itchy from the breath that brushed past, so she dodged a little, closed the lid, and called from a distance: “Valen!”
Valen looked back.
Facing his cold gaze and the cracked glass, Falson loosened his hand, took two steps to the side, raised his hand and smiled harmlessly at him.
Soon the aroma wafted out, Ana Shen made tomato and beef risotto for four people, and sent a message to Blaise to ask him to come down for dinner. Falson said with a smile: “He came down at around eight o’clock, said he had a headache, and went back to sleep.”
Ana Shen nodded.
The three of them ate quietly. Ana Shen’s cooking skills were not that great, but it was difficult to make something unpalatable as long as you put the ingredients in and add the right amount of seasoning.
After the meal, Valen, whose face could freeze three Eskimos to death, now had less indifference in his eyes.
Ana Shen poked the uneaten potato with a spoon and looked up at him, “Do you have something to say to me?”
"Yes." Valen stood up, "Come here."
It seemed as if Farson had anticipated the interaction between Valen and Shen Yan. He sat where he was and did not follow them, watching them all the way to the third floor.
He pulled Shen Yan's plate over, and with Shen Yan's spoon, he couldn't wait to put his leftovers into his mouth.
He is not one to break his own rules easily.
But Shen Yan made an exception.
Ana Shen is the only mother who is willing to take the initiative to kiss him and cook for him.
Falson put the last grain of rice on the plate into his mouth. He held the spoon in his mouth, looked out the window at the passers-by walking their dogs on the sidewalk, and thought comfortably:
If Ana Shen was willing to kiss him and let him eat like he just did, then maybe he could make an exception and let him live, tie him up with a collar, and make him kneel at his feet and beg for food.
A mother who favors one over the other is not a good mother. A mother who does not love herself cannot love anyone else.
Ana Shen is not a good mother.
The smile on Falson's lips faded a lot. He opened the terminal and couldn't help but open the video sent to him by the anonymous account again.
The video is very dark and the camera angle is a bit strange, like a machine half the height of a person.
The door was pushed open a crack, and two people were lying on the bed.
The camera was pushed to the side of the bed, the distance was closer, and the picture was clearer. Both people were lying on their sides on the bed, and the person being hugged by Blaise was Ana Shen.
Ana Shen was sleeping soundly. When Blaise heard the sound of the door opening, he opened his eyes and looked in the direction of the camera calmly. He did not look alert, but just pulled Ana Shen into his arms again. He did not know what he was thinking about, and as he looked at the camera, the corners of his lips quickly curled up.
He gently placed his chin on the crook of Shen Yan's neck and said expressionlessly, "Shen Yan, I don't feel well."
Ana Shen closed her eyes and patted him with her backhand, comforting him randomly: “It’s okay, it’s okay.”
Blaise: “Uncomfortable.”
Blaze put Ana Shen’s hand on his face, and the camera clearly recorded his tears falling quickly.
Shen Yan's fingertips touched the wet tears. He seemed to have encountered such a thing many times. He didn't even open his eyes. He sighed helplessly and turned his head lazily to kiss Blaze's face, "Are you having a nightmare again?"
"Yeah." Blaise seemed to feel really guilty, "I'm sorry for always disturbing your sleep."
Ana Shen turned over, took Blaise’s hand and patted it, then took the initiative to hug him.
"It's okay, go back to sleep."
The video stops abruptly.
After receiving the video, Falson watched it many times and was so familiar with it that he could recite it backwards. He could immediately describe Shen Yan's state and expression at any second.
Ha ha.
Falson hummed a song and thought as he finished washing:
When he cried, Ana Shen didn’t kiss him.
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Ana Shen was taken to the bedroom by Varun.
After entering, Valen threw Ana Shen on the bed and locked the door behind him.
Ana Shen rolled on the bed, landed steadily, and rushed to the bathroom.
Valen didn't expect that Ana Shen's movements were so smooth, and he was half a beat slow to follow, and was blocked outside the door by Ana Shen.
Valen sneered and knocked on the door very gentlemanly, “Alan Simmons, I’ll give you ten seconds to open the door.”
"Ten, nine, eight..."
Valen's voice was deep, and he counted down slowly, like an approaching death knell.
Ana Shen knew that time was running out, so she stuck out her tongue in front of the mirror, and the number in the circle became smaller, now it was a yellow 2.
It should turn red when it becomes 1.
Listening to the countdown outside, Ana Shen scratched her hair and rubbed her eyes hard, making the tails of her eyes red, looking a little pitiful.
It only took two or three seconds to complete this set. Ana Shen walked to the door, listened to the countdown, and secretly complained about why Valen was acting like an old-fashioned domineering CEO. At the same time, he adjusted his expression, and at the last second of the countdown, he lowered his head and opened the door.
Valen was ready to tear down the door, but he was caught off guard when he saw Ana Shen coming out, and his fist almost landed on him.
Shen Yan raised his eyes and looked at him quickly, then took a step back shudderingly. Then, as if realizing that this would more easily arouse Valen's anger, he raised his face and forced a smile at him, pretending to be calm and said:
"Valen, now you know what's going on? How about we sit down and talk about it slowly?"
Shen Yan decided to ask some questions first to see where Ruan Zhixian started with Valen, so that it would be easier for him to push Falson's side.
As a result, Valen didn’t buy it at all, and the hand that pinched his chin was very strong. Ana Shen grabbed his wrist, put on the skin of a delicate wife, and said with tears in her eyes: “Husband…it hurts…”
Valen let go and pushed Ana Shen against the wall, his expression was very cold and a little sarcastic.
"Deputy Director of the Rose Research Institute, you are such a big shot, but you are willing to lower your face to seduce me. Why are you so good at calling me husband?"
"Special topic on emotion research?"
"Tell me, what do you want from me?"
Ana Shen was silent for a few seconds, then slowly pressed his chest.
Valen: "Don't act pathetic."
“I’m not pretending.” Ana Shen took a deep breath, “It really hurts to be stabbed by a boomerang.”
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