Chapter 46: Successful male X provoked female (end of fifteen)

Cen Smiao took the milk cup warmly and took a sip. The rich milky aroma spreads out of the mouth and it tastes really good. The bedroom door was closed, and there was still the sound of cooking in the kitchen. She lay on the bed and kicked the quilt, exposing her thighs.
Cooler.
With heating in the home, it was a bit uncomfortable to cover the quilt.
Since returning that day, Qiu Xiejie hugged her and said a lot, Cen Simiao became a waste. Raise your hand and open your mouth, without exaggerating.
Just sent her a bath.
The system is particularly dissatisfied with her life state. How can a young person be so devoid of energy and spirit that all let others do it for you and what you do.
Cen Simiao sighed slowly.
I let him do it, but I can't do nothing.
system:? ? ?
It was morning, but it was cloudy outside, the room was dim, and the light was turned on, but it flashed a few times, she frowned and closed. Wait, wait, and then turn it on again.
Cen Simiao yawned, got out of bed, her nightdress hadn't changed, and the impression left on her neck last night was particularly conspicuous. Wearing slippers, she pushed open the kitchen door, her voice soft: "The bedroom light is broken again."
Qiu Xiejie's cuffs were pulled up, and she was holding a spatula in her hand. When she heard the sound behind her, she turned her head to look at her. Suddenly there was a heat on her waist. Why is it always bad. "
Qiu Xiejie's smile was gentle, and she felt dependent on her, saying, "It may be of poor quality, and I'll just change it."
These days, Cen Simiao is particularly sticky. He bends his eyes, and the smile on his lips never disappears.
But the degree of favorability is stuck at 99%, and has not moved.
Cen Simiao was a little anxious and couldn't figure out what was going on. Instead, the system was trying to open it up. Anyway, it's 1%. It takes a year to complete it.
She pursed her lips.
Qiu Xiejie is moving a stool, stepping on it, opening the lampshade and carefully replacing the light bulb. The body suddenly shook, and seemed to be a little unstable.
His face turned pale.
It's really wrong.
The abnormalities of these days, the system has not been detected, she thought that Qiu Xiejie was fine, but this scene just reminded her.
Qiu Xiejie stood on the chair and turned back: "Give me the lampshade."
She was still as stable as ever, and if it wasn't for her complexion, she was afraid she thought she was dazzled. Bend the corners of the lips, and responded softly.
The system still didn't detect it.
Cen Simiao hated iron and steel: "I can still count on you to do something!"
It argues rationally: "You can't doubt my ability because something is wrong for a moment. It's not fair. If you're dazzled, what can happen if he has anemia?"
"Shut up, system."
The system felt aggrieved for a while, and didn't want to fight with her anymore, and tuned out the song "System Cry, Cry, It's Not a Sin".
Cen Simiao tried to find ways to spread Qiu Xiejie.
During these days, the two were almost linked, and they were inseparable wherever they went. He used to go out and buy things by himself, but now he has to pull her.
She glanced at the toothbrush cup and slammed to the ground.
Footsteps suddenly came outside the bathroom, especially in a hurry, opening the door, anxiously looking: "What's wrong?"
Cen Simiao looked at the debris on the ground and moved her feet: "I haven't brushed my teeth yet. Will you go and buy me a cup?"
Qiu Xiejie frowned, a reluctant expression appeared on his face, and he was a little suspicious, pursing his lips: "I'll get you another cup."
She frowned. "No."
He stood at the door and stared at it for a long time, then suddenly bent his eyes, his tone was helpless: "Okay, I really spoiled you these days."
A moment later, the door closed.
Only Cen Simiao was left. She asked the system to block all surveillance, and then searched every corner. Nothing was found, then looked at the study.
Inside are all the files.
Cen Simiao quickly looked at the bookcase and went to the drawer again. Qiu Xiejie would surely find that the monitoring was not right. Maybe she would come back immediately, and she must fix it quickly.
Nothing at all.
It's all planning.
She stared for a moment, suddenly seeing the small box beside the table leg, which looked like an ornament, paused, and bent down to look closer.
Set the password above.
Nowhere in this house is locked, except for this small box.
She reached out and touched, and suddenly heard the key shaking. With a brow, he straightened up, waited, and didn't move.
Maybe it's the door of a neighbor's house.
Sinking, touching the box, the system did not lose the chain, and the password was broken directly. She stared closely and entered the password carefully.
Suddenly the door lock clicked.
She looked up instantly, Qiu Xiejie stood at the door, her eyes were dark, and there was no slight wave. The suit she wore when she went out had not been changed, and she was more indifferent than when she was at home.
His voice was low: "What are you looking for? May I help you?"
Cen Simiao watched him open the box.
Hold on.
Qiu Xiejie took out a torn underwear from her, shook it in front of her eyes, and raised an eyebrow: "Does it look familiar?"
Cen Simiao stared at her speechlessly.
Before, because the underwear was too intense, all the underwear was torn. When you wear it again, there will always be new ones, and the old ones thought they were thrown away by Qiu Xiejie. Why would you think: "You are sick."
His eyes changed, the wave between his eyebrows converged, and he lowered his head to lock the box again: "Yeah, sick."
Cen Simiao's cheeks became hot, and she opened the door and went out. Qiu Xiejie heard that the door was closed, carefully closed the box, his eyelashes trembled, and took out two pills from his pocket.
Lethal within minutes.
He stared closely, as if hesitating.
Suddenly there was a vertigo again, and it has become more frequent lately, she must have noticed something. He lowered his eyelashes, glanced at the medicine, and pursed his lips.
He stood up and went out.
Cen Simiao was in the bedroom, playing games on her mobile phone, her face was a little red, she heard the door ringing, and continued to stare at the screen of the mobile phone without raising her eyes.
Qiu Xiejie took the initiative to get around, grabbed her waist, put her chin on her shoulder, Cen Simiao's ears were all warm breathing.
Frowning and struggling, the more he frowned, "Marry, OK?"
Cen Simiao froze, her tone was too gentle and lingering, and it was easy for people to plunge in and drown in it. He still repeated in his ear.
Qiu Xiejie didn't get the answer and didn't show his complexion. Instead, he got better and better, and took the initiative to pull Cen Simiao out. She wondered in her mind, not to prepare for the moth again.
Did not drive and took a walk.
As soon as I walked out a few steps, I met a drunk old man in the community. He couldn't speak clearly and saw Cen Simiao as his daughter. She frowned, patiently preparing to speak, and saw him go towards Qiu Jiejie again.
"You bastard, you try to bully her again! I tell you, if she gets married in the future, if you are not satisfied, be careful."
He responded with a full mouth, holding Cen Simiao's hand, with a sincere heart: "I will not disappoint her, I will definitely hurt her on the apex of my heart."
Cen Simiao was in the mist.
There was a bear child at the gate of the community. He kicked the football and almost hit her. Qiu Jiejie blocked it in front, his face was ugly, and Cen Simiao pulled his cuff.
Qiu Xiejie: ​​"You don't care."
There really was a quarrel, Cen Simiao rubbed her forehead. What happened today? He was also preparing to persuade Qiu Xiejie, and he was pulled behind, he blocked in front, his brows frowned.
The bear child was trained again with a somber face. The child gritted his teeth as if he was scared and unconvinced. If he wanted to cry, he dared not cry.
Sasha ran away.
This road is particularly bumpy, with stones blocking the road from time to time and puddles in front of her. Qiu Xiejie walked step by step behind her.
Both were speechless.
Suddenly the forehead was wet, and looking up, the snowflakes fell. Cen Simiao was lying on his shoulders, and the snowflakes lying on the palms were about to melt: "It's snowing."
Qiu Xiejie bent her eyes, lowered her, took off her jacket, put it on her, and hugged it horizontally. Cen Simiao was lying on his chest and heard the heart beating.
When the two returned home, snowflakes were on their hair, as if their hair was white.
Cen Simiao lowered her jacket and hung it on the hook. Looking back, Qiu Xiejie stood still at the door and stared at her. Cen Simao didn't ask. He moved his eyebrows and took out the ring that had been prepared.
"Are you promised?"
She nodded.
The ring fastened the ring finger, Cen Simiao had to wear it even after taking a bath, and Qiu Qijie's face was not right as soon as she took it off. She sighed and ate a piece of fruit. It was already eleven o'clock in the evening. Qiu Xiejie fell asleep beside her, her lips pale.
Cen Simiao was a little upset.
Suddenly the system's voice exploded in his ear: "It's finished! It's bad! He, he wants to kill you!"
She didn't respond: "What did you say?"
The system couldn't calm down: "I didn't find it before, because he was kind to you and everything was good for the task. But suddenly the idea of ​​killing erupted and affected the task, so he could find it."
Cen Simiao couldn't believe it: "Why kill me?"
"He is ill and will not live long, so many days are by your side just to make you rely on him, and die with you, you have no problem."
She couldn't be relieved by the successive news.
The system kept screaming in her ears, letting her hurry while Qiu Xiejie fell asleep, and ran quickly. Cen Simiao rubbed her eyebrows, not wanting to move.
Ninety-nine percent of them bend their eyes and they really rub.
She fell asleep beside Qiu Qiejie, and when she woke up again, she was and unable to move. Qiu Xiejie stood aside, his eyes couldn't be moved away from her, and her feelings were a little crazy.
Cen Simiao paused: "What are you going to do?"
He didn't seem to hear it, his eyes softly: "Are you happy this time?"
Cen Simiao: "What are you going to do?"
He was particularly obsessed with this answer: "Are you happy?"
When she saw her nod, she smiled at the corners of her lips. There was a bottle of red wine on the table. He opened it and poured it into the glass.
Cen Simiao asked him what he was going to do.
He turned back: "I'm going to die."
The wine glass was placed on the table. He reached out and hugged Cen Simiao, whispering, "I'm sick, I'm going to die soon."
She seriously: "Then go to cure."
Qiu Xiejie raised his eyebrows, and returned to his face with an immortal expression, and snorted: "But it's been a long time lying on the bed, I can't hold you, I can't touch you, I can't touch you, I can't see What's the point of keeping your breath? "
Cen Simiao stared at him: "You want me to die with you?"
Qiu Xiejie felt a bit unjust: "It was originally intended to make you live a good life, but then I thought, if the people accompanying you in the future are not good for you, what do you do?"
His eyes paused: "What if I'm good to you?"
Cen Simao tightened her jaw, facing his gaze, full of possessiveness: "What if I don't want to die?"
Qiu Xiejie pursed her lips, touching her earlobe, and said softly, "Would you stay with me? I close my eyes first, then drive away all the scary ghosts on the road, plant beautiful flowers, and wait for you. It must not be scary at all. "
"I was born and reborn. I am older than you and have always taken care of you. I still squeeze toothpaste like you do now, cut the fruit and put it on hand, and I will wear shoes and socks for you."
"Follow me, okay?"
The words were full of benefits, and the tone was like honey. If an uninformed person heard it, where would he think Cen Simiao would accompany him to death.
The wine glass was sprinkled with medicine, for a total of two glasses.
He put a cup on his lips and was ready to drink. Suddenly Cen Simiao heard: "I can't bear you, remember to hold my hand.
Qiu Xiejie's heart suffocated, and he didn't slow down for a long time. He poured the red wine with shaking hands, then picked up another glass, and approached Cen Simiao.
She was particularly obedient. The mouth of the glass was against the red lips, and the red wine entered the throat, and she drank it.
"Ding, the favorability is 100%, the task is completed."
After a while, Qiu Xiejie hugged her tightly, and the warm breathing in his ear gradually disappeared. Cen Simiao turned her head and saw his raised mouth corner and kissed.