Back at Xiangjiang Mansion, Le Ying was a little surprised.

Shen Qingcang is at home.

It seems like he's not been here for a long time.

However, she quickly regained her calm look, this was originally his house, and she could not interfere when he came.

Shen Qingcang sat on the sofa reading a magazine, his expression relaxed, and he didn't move when he heard her coming back.

Le Ying poured him a glass of water, and Shen Qingcang raised his eyes and beckoned to her.

She obediently walked over.

Shen Qingcang removed the magazine and patted his thigh.

Motioned for her to lie down.

Le Sakura paused, leaning down and resting her head on his thigh.

The texture of the pants is slippery, cold and cold.

But at the root of her ear, she felt a hint of heat.

She blushed unconsciously, and her body was a little tense.

Shen Qingcang picked up the magazine with one hand and flipped through it casually, and the other hand landed on her cheek.

Occasionally brushing her hair, occasionally pinching her face, occasionally rubbing her earlobe.

Le Sakura was a little itchy and her head moved.

Shen Qingcang's body froze, and his palms went down.

"Don't move."

Le Sakura felt that it seemed to be hotter behind her ears.

She didn't dare to move any more, resisted the trembling sensation on her skin, and lay quietly on top of him.

After a long time, Shen Qingcang put down the magazine and lowered his eyes to read it.

The man in his arms is unreal.

His heart seemed to soften as well.

"The day after tomorrow is Youlin's birthday, and she asked me to take you there. It's not in the North City, you can take a day off. ”

The restlessness in Le Ying's body suddenly calmed down.

She nodded obediently: "Okay." ”

The hairy head rubbed against him, Shen Qingcang moved his throat, picked her up horizontally, and walked into the bedroom.

There was a faint brown flame rising in his eyes, full of plunder.

After class the next day, Le Ying went to school to ask for leave and saw Zhen Zhen in the counselor's office.

Her eyes were red, and she didn't know what was going on.

Zhen Zhen walked out, and Le Ying grabbed her: "What's wrong?" ”

She shook her head and said with a wry smile: "It's not that I don't know what to do, the love letter was put on a post by them, and the guide reminded me to pay attention to my private life." ”

Le Ying was a little angry: "It's obvious that they don't respect other people's privacy, this ......"

"Alright, Sakura-chan. There is no character like Shen Shao behind me, and if this kind of thing happens, I can only bear it myself. ”

Le Ying was stunned for a moment.

I don't know if it's her delusion, she always feels that there is something in Zhen Zhen's words.

Before she could react, Vera was already far away.

……

Yu Youlin has been in the entertainment industry for so many years, and has successfully transformed from a small white flower to a mature female artist, coupled with the support of the Shen consortium behind her, she has invited almost half of the entertainment industry's artists and media, and the birthday party is held on a private island, which is seven hours away from Beicheng.

Before leaving, Shen Qingcang took Le Ying to a high-class modeling studio in Beicheng.

Le Ying was quietly and obediently at the mercy of the stylists, and three hours later, she appeared in front of Shen Qingcang.

There was a gleam in his eyes.

She knew that he was satisfied.

But so what?

The heroine of this banquet is not her, and it is not she who is qualified to stand by his side.

The long-distance flight was a bit torturous for Le Ying, she had a serious fear of heights, but she didn't want to show weakness to Shen Qingcang, so she firmly grasped the small blanket covering her body, closed her eyes tightly, and tried to make herself forget that she was in the sky.

There was a sudden trace of temperature in his ears, it was Shen Qingcang's fingers.

He held her head down against his body.

Just like on the couch at home, he made her lie on his lap.

Le Ying was originally a little resistant, she was extremely nervous now, and she had no time to take care of him, but Shen Qingcang was very stubborn, he covered her ears with his palm, and Le Ying felt that the world suddenly quieted down.

Then she heard a low, gentle sound of reading.

Shen Qingcang held an all-English novel and read it out slowly.

His voice, in pure London accent English, fell into her ear canal in the quiet of the cabin.

This is the private plane of the Shen consortium, and there is no one on the plane except for the cabin service staff and Jiang Hui sitting in the back.

He just read like this, and Le Ying held her breath and listened quietly.

Slowly, her heartbeat slowly calmed down, and her tense body gradually relaxed.

Shen Qingcang's voice seemed to take her to Alice's wonderland, everything around her was gorgeous and hazy, and she was fluttering, as if she was about to fly.

It was the first time she had fallen asleep in the sky.

The shock from the plane landing woke up Le Sakura.

She was startled, didn't realize what the situation was, and sat up with her hands propped up—

Shen Qingcang snorted.

She was stunned, looked at his face, and suddenly felt that under her palm, it seemed to ......

Hold him up somewhere.

She panicked and pulled it away, not daring to look him in the eye.

Shen Qingcang glanced at her, didn't say anything, got up and walked off the plane.

Sakura followed him.

There is a castle on the island, built in the style of medieval Europe, where Yu Youlin's 30th birthday party was held.

VIPs gathered, all of whom were actors and artists from all walks of life that Le Ying had occasionally seen on TV.

When they saw her, they all smiled mildly and raised their glasses.

Le Ying knows that she is nothing more than a fox and a fake tiger.

Shen Qingcang is the tiger.

They walked into the castle, and in the hall, Shen Qingcang said lightly: "You sit here and rest for a while, I have something to do." ”

Le Sakura was relieved.

He must be going to accompany Yu Youlin.

After Shen Qingcang left, Le Ying sat on the leather sofa and looked at the indoor fountain in the center of the hall.

Surrounded by interpersonal circles, Le Ying couldn't melt in, and sat in a daze.

She wanted to go to the bathroom, there should be no in the hall, she thought about it and went up to the second floor.

The staggered corridors and rooms, and within a while, Le Sakura was lost.

She was getting more and more hurried, walking faster and faster, and suddenly, she heard a voice.

"Le Haosheng may be about to wake up, Qingcang, what do you think?"

Rakuzakura's movements stalled.

She held her breath and moved closer to the door where the sound was coming from.

Shen Qingcang's tone couldn't hear the emotion: "Are you sure?" ”

A somewhat old but neutral voice said: "Dr. Zhao called me yesterday and said that Le Haosheng's brain waves are gradually activating, and his fingers are also showing signs of movement, and he should be able to wake up in the near future." ”

Le Sakura's hand tightly grasped the skirt on her side, and her heart jumped so excited that she wanted to cry!

Suddenly, Shen Qingcang spoke again.

There was a clear anger in his voice.

"What a plague left over from a thousand years. I originally thought that if he had been lying half-dead like this, even if I spared his life, I would have given an explanation to my parents, but I didn't expect ......"

"Look, do you want to do something?"

There was a sound of glass shattering to the ground.

Shen Qingcang gritted his teeth: "I really hope he will never wake up." ”