In the past few days since Old Man Qin was discharged from the hospital, Shen Qingqiu has been living in the Qin Family Mansion.

It was already ten o'clock, and if it was normal, Shen Qingqiu would definitely have fallen asleep.

I just thought of what my grandfather said to her in the study today, and I suddenly felt sleepy.

She was lying on the bed tossing and turning, but suddenly received a message from Fu Tingshen: "Sleeping? ”

Shen Qingqiu turned over, lay on the bed, tapped the keyboard quickly with his fingertips, and replied to the message: "Not yet." ”

In the next second, Fu Tingshen sent a photo.

No one is more familiar with the background of this photo than Shen Qingqiu.

She quickly jumped up from the bed, grabbed a thin shirt casually, and quickly rushed out the door.

In a fiery manner, he almost collided with Aunt Li, who was holding milk fish maw, "Miss, it's so late, where are you going?" ”

"Go outside and get some air." Shen Qingqiu dropped a sentence, but his figure had already disappeared from Aunt Li's sight.

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In the autumn of Haicheng, the night is a little cooler.

Shen Qingqiu took the sightseeing tram to the gate of the Qin Family Mansion.

At a glance, he noticed Fu Tingshen standing under the street lamp.

The man was dressed in a black suit, almost blending in with the night behind him.

He stood motionless, like a Greek sculpture, exuding an unconcealable nobility all over his body.

The facial features are well-defined and deep, and each stroke is like God's masterstroke, and the subtle movements can bring the emotions to the extreme.

The two had only seen each other for a few days, but Shen Qingqiu felt as if they had been separated by a few spring and autumn.

Shen Qingqiu's eyebrows curled, and he quickly rushed towards him.

The moment Fu Tingshen saw Shen Qingqiu appear, the coldness in his eyes flashed away, revealing a gentle smile, "Slow down." ”

Shen Qingqiu threw himself into his arms, raised his head and kissed his chin, his apricot eyes were full of fluorescence, "Don't hurry up, what if other young ladies seduce you?" ”

"It's enough to have you." Fu Tingshen's palm fell on her thin waist, "Why haven't you slept yet?" ”

Shen Qingqiu leaned against Fu Tingshen's chest and sensitively smelled a trace of unusual smell on his body.

It smells of blood.

Even the smell of ebony fir can't be completely hidden.

Could it be that he was injured?

Her brow furrowed imperceptibly, and she buried her head in his chest, sniffing harder, lest she misjudge.

"I'm going to the Chamber of Commerce tomorrow, and I'll talk about foreign conventions." Shen Qingqiu replied absentmindedly.

Fu Tingshen sensed her intentions, but he didn't stop it, but stretched out his bony fingers to pick up her chin, staring at her for a moment with dark eyes, and his thin lips hooked a meaningful smile, "Smelled for a long time, what did you smell?" ”

The intention was recognized, Shen Qingqiu did not panic for a moment, looked at him calmly, and said in a calm tone, "The smell of blood." ”

"Afraid of me?" Fu Tingshen asked.

Shen Qingqiu held his palm, put his face against his palm and rubbed it gently, like a cat coquettish, "Well, I'm afraid of death." ”

She said that she was afraid, but her eyes did not change in the slightest.

Fu Ting's dark and deep eyes surged with complex and obscure things, "Shen Qingqiu, I'll give you a ...... to regret"

Before he finished the words in his mouth, Shen Qingqiu's fingertips hooked his neckline, stood on tiptoe, raised his head, and kissed him on the lips.

After a kiss, Shen Qingqiu looked at him, "Is this answer enough?" ”

Fu Ting looked at her with deep eyes, and there was a shallow warmth in his bottomless pupils, "Enough." ”

After the words fell, he leaned down and kissed Shen Qingqiu's lips.