Chapter 8: What About Being Strangled?
Yijing was dragged out of bed by Shen Xichen with sleepy eyes, and found that Shen Xichen's room was adjacent to his......
This is so unscientific!
Yi Jing wondered in the morning that there would be such a gorgeous and solemn door next to Weishenme's room, and she dared to love that it was Master Shen's room!
Yijing stepped into Shen Xichen's room with a mortal mentality, and looked at his room casually with her big eyes that couldn't be opened.
Entering this space, Yijing's first feeling was that she wanted to sleep even more.
The style of Shen Xichen's room is simple, but it is complicated from various details.
The colors that make up his room are the same as his character, only black, white, and gray.
The black wood was smooth and unblemished, so bright that it could even reflect like a mirror, and it looked like a piece of black wood that had not been cut but had been finely polished. A black leather sofa was placed next to the door, guarding the room proudly and silently. The color of the bed is stripes of black, white and gray, clean and tidy. A pure white spherical crystal lamp glows coldly in the center of the ceiling, shining but not approaching, just like the owner of the room.
This depressing boredom made Yiwen feel so dull that she wanted to fall asleep......
Shen Xichen didn't pay attention to so much, sat down on the edge of the bed, and called Yi Jing, who was still sleepwalking, to the bathroom to fill the water.
How dare Yijing say no, although she is sleepy, she still honestly runs to fill water.
In other words, the bathroom in Shen Xichen's room is also really beautiful, and the area is still four or five times that of Yijing's room......
Yi Jing skillfully put the hot water from the water heater in a black basin (Shen Xichen's room only has this color thing), leaned against the wall and waited for the water to be full.
The bathroom became steamy because of the hot water, and in a hazy room, Yijing actually fell asleep again......
"Seventeen, it seems that I'm going to give you a nickname similar to the god of sleep." Shen Xichen saw that Yijing ran into the bathroom and didn't come out for a long time, so he was worried for a while, so he ran to see her, but he didn't expect this Nizi to fall asleep leaning against the wall, and he didn't even know that the hot water had overflowed the basin.
Hearing Satan's voice, Yi Wan snorted, slowly opened his eyes, and was startled by the scene in front of him, and hurriedly turned off the water heater, not daring to look at Shen Xichen.
Shen Xichen sighed heavily and returned to the bedside.
And Yiwen followed him, still carrying a basin of hot water.
It's veritable hot water, Yi Jie thought, anyway, this demon won't let her sleep, but it's better to be the other general.
What is the wasp tail back needle, the most poisonous woman's heart?
I saw Shen Xichen calmly put his feet into the hot water that could scald an ant, and the iceberg's face was not red because of the hot water.
"Seventeen, if you don't want to sleep in the future, you can say it directly, anyway, you are just a subordinate, even if you are strangled to death by me, no one will care. Do you think your sister is going through the same situation as you? ”
This is what Shen Xichen really looks like.
is very calm, but it is often this calmness that makes people defenseless and kills invisibly.
Yi Jing looked at Shen Xichen expressionlessly, and didn't want to say a word proudly.
Sleepy, so sleepy that she could fall asleep while standing.
Bitter, so bitter that she was awakened by astringency when she fell asleep.
But she was still stunned and ran to find cold water, added a little to it, and didn't dare to do more.
Then, squatted down to help him wash his feet in a low voice, in fact, it was not a chore to help Shen Xichen wash his feet, Shen Xichen's feet were very clean and white, and his skin was amazingly delicate, which was in stark contrast to the black basin.
It's just that it tramples on her dignity.
Shen Xichen said that when a person is at the end of his rope, don't think about dignity in luxury.
Yijing carefully poured warm water onto Shen Xichen's ankle and massaged it appropriately. I didn't dare to exert myself, nor did I dare to say a word to contradict it, so I could only rub it gently until Yiyi herself was numb to this action.
But this made Shen Xichen very satisfied, and looked at Yijing coldly with a pair of sword eyebrows: "Seventeen, do you understand?" You are like this basin, you will always only deserve to be trampled under the feet of others. ”
Forever, he is only worthy of staying by his side Shen Xichen.
Yijing stopped what she was doing, and slammed her fist into a fist, but she dared to be angry.
She confessed.
Her worth has been reduced to the level of a foot-washing woman.
thought that Shen Xichen called her to eat fish because of her conscience, but now she found that he had no conscience at all.
He is accustomed to seeing everything as his own prisoner, and he is accustomed to emptying everything. Give someone a little sweetness because you want to make someone fall harder.
Intentional analysis, this word was created for Shen Xichen.