"Huh?" Shen Zhiyi looked up in confusion.
Even Qi Yuran was surprised and turned his head abruptly to look at Qi Jinjiu.
Are you sick?
"Hmph." Qi Jinjiu crossed her arms and leaned back on the sofa. "I don't know if I'm sick or not, but you need to get treatment."
"They don't learn the good things, but instead learn the tricks of forced buying and selling."
"If I don't teach you a lesson today, I'm not your sister!"
"Yibao, give him a good beating!"
Despite his young age, he's quite adept at flirting.
He approached Yi Bao just now and said something she didn't hear, but judging from Yi Bao's extremely embarrassed reaction, it definitely wasn't something nice!
If his parents found out that he was bullying girls like this, they would definitely give him a beating.
Not to mention that she is Yi Bao's best friend, how could we let her suffer this loss in silence?
We need to give Yibao a chance to fight back.
Shen Zhiyi: ...
"This...this isn't appropriate..." She glanced at Qi Yuran, only to see him suddenly lower his eyes dejectedly and turn to face her.
"Sister, she's right."
“Just now… it was my own doing, I didn’t respect your opinion.” He raised his eyelashes. “I shouldn’t have interfered with who my sister touched.”
"It was my fault."
"Sister, hit me."
He closed his eyes, tilted his head slightly, and leaned closer to her.
Thick, dark eyelashes fell like raven feathers, casting submissive shadows on her porcelain-white skin.
He had a high, straight nose, and although he hadn't been drinking, his lips were a deep, intoxicating red, as if they had been soaked in wine.
His thin lips were slightly pursed, with an arrogant and flamboyant curve.
He waited quietly, without saying a word.
Even the sharpness in his eyes was completely concealed.
But the sense of aggression that grows wildly in his bones is still hard to hide.
Shen Zhiyi was almost startled by his handsome appearance.
Her face turned red.
She reached out and gently slapped him across the face.
With a crisp "snap".
Qi Yuran seemed to hear his own heart skip a beat.
Open your eyes.
What caught my eye was her face, her lips pursed, her cheeks flushed, as if she were mustering her courage.
A flame, even more intense than before, suddenly erupted in his lower abdomen.
The fever made his voice hoarse.
"elder sister……"
His voice trembled at the end, and even the corners of his eyes were tinged with a thin layer of red, giving his fair face a touch of decadent glamour.
It's as if, at this moment, if she were to stab him in the heart, he would feel it was a blessing.
Shen Zhiyi was stunned.
The hand that had just hit him suddenly felt hot, following his gaze.
She curled her fingertips.
She lowered her eyelashes, not daring to look at him.
"Yi Bao! You hit him so lightly, you're rewarding him!" Qi Jinjiu almost jumped up.
"Huh?" Shen Zhiyi was stunned.
How much more heavy is it?
His face is so pale, what if he doesn't control his strength and leaves a handprint?
Today is his victory celebration banquet.
It's not good to carry around her handprint.
Qi Yuran, however, unusually agreed with Qi Jinjiu's idea.
"Sister, she's right."
He said in a serious tone, "You hit too lightly just now."
"My sister's hands are so soft, it doesn't hurt at all. She should have hit harder, hit me again."
Shen Zhiyi was embarrassed by his words again.
Was it really too light?
She looked at his handsome face that was leaning in so close, so close that it felt like she could be burned by his hot breath.
She bit her lip, closed her eyes, and slapped him again with more force than before.
Qi Yuran tilted his head to the side following the force.
His silver hair fell down, obscuring his eyebrows and eyes, making it impossible to see his expression.
A faint red mark appeared in the center of her fair cheek.
Shen Zhiyi thought she hadn't controlled her strength and had hit the person too hard.
Are you alright?
She leaned closer, her brows furrowed with worry.
"It's nothing." Qi Yuran took a deep breath, didn't look up, and said in a trembling voice, "Thank you, sister."
Shen Zhiyi was softened by his obedient and compliant appearance.
Little did they know.
Where she can't see.
Qi Yuran's eyes shone brightly.
It even sparked a flame of excitement.
He couldn't help but rub his cheek, then raised his hand to touch the spot she had just touched.
It's very hot.
It must have already left her mark.
Her mark...
Qi Yuran's heart raced, and even her breathing became rapid.
Qi Jinjiu saw that he was still looking down and snorted, "He's learned his lesson. Let's see if he dares to do it again next time."
She looked up and suddenly caught sight of two familiar figures flashing by on the second floor of the bar.
She frowned slightly and stood up.
"Yibao, you watch him, I'm going to the restroom."
She hurried up to the second floor.
Seeing the red marks on Qi Yuran's face, Shen Zhiyi felt a little guilty and took his hand, "Come with me."
Not long after.
The entrance to a convenience store near the bar.
Shen Zhiyi sat on the steps, holding a hard-boiled egg wrapped in a transparent bag, and held it up to Qi Yuran.
"Come closer."
Qi Yuran sat down next to her, obediently lowering his head and bringing his face closer.
Shen Zhiyi held a boiled egg and gently rolled it on his face.
"Does it still hurt?"
She asked softly.
Qi Yuran looked at her up close and smelled the faint fragrance of her hair carried by the night breeze.
It's as if my heart is being repeatedly kneaded by a warm, white cotton ball in the darkness, making it incredibly soft.
The warm touch on my cheek and the slight, almost negligible pain confirmed her gentleness.
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