Indulge in fire at the apex of Lord Shen

Before Shen Lu calmed down, Shen Boxing came once in the middle of the journey and asked her to come out.

Shen Lu didn't argue with him and went out.

With grievance and anger in her heart, she did not speak to Shen Boxing.

"I washed the fruit for you." Shen Boxing stood beside her and said softly.

Shen Lu picked up the fruit bowl and ate it by himself.

Shen Lu looks soft, but in fact she has thorns inside, but her thorns never face Shen Boxing, what Shen Boxing sees most often is her soft belly.

But today she turned over, and when Shen Boxing touched her again, his fingers were pricked with blood.

The ten fingers connected to the heart made Shen Boxing unbearable.

He bent down and hugged Shen Lu, "I'm the one who spoke in the wrong tone today, don't bother with me?"

Shen Lu turned her head, feeling depressed, but she didn't want to have conflicts with Shen Boxing.

The wound on the lower back was painful, spreading to the brain like threads, and then fed back to her perception, the pain was as unbearable as burning.

Shen Boxing's tall figure almost covered Shen Lu's entire body.

There was still a green grape in Shen Lu's mouth, and the sour pulp spread in his mouth after he bit it open.

Spit but not come out, and difficult to swallow.

Just like her mood at the moment.

Shen Lu remained silent all the time, and Shen Boxing couldn't force her.

The phone rang suddenly.

Shen Boxing didn't want to talk to him at first, but he heard Shen Lu say, "Murong must be looking for you for something."

Her voice was low and a little weak.

"I'll answer the phone first." Shen Boxing rubbed her head, picked up the phone on the coffee table, and went aside.

As Shen Lu said, when Shen Boxing had proposed to take a break on the weekend, Murong must have something to talk about when he called him.

Shen Lu watched him make a phone call, put the fruit bowl back, and lay sideways on the sofa, his cheeks were as pale as paper.

The wound is getting more and more painful.

Shen Boxing's clear and steady voice was next to his ear, as if Feng Ziting had made some movement, Shen Boxing told Murong something.

Listening to his voice, Shen Lu felt drowsy, maybe it was the effect of the medicine, she soon fell asleep.

Shen Lu didn't sleep soundly. After all, it was her body that was injured. After her body was recovered, a pinch would leave a red mark on her body, let alone a stab with a knife.

After Shen Boxing made the phone call, when he looked at Shen Lu again, he saw her resting on the sofa with her brows furrowed.

He walked over.

The girl curled up, with her back arched, lying on her side and fell asleep.

Shen Boxing helped her adjust her posture, seeing her pale face, felt even more regretful.

When this girl is hurt, her mind will become more sensitive, and the words she said in the past will have more meaning of parting when she hears them.

He raised his hand, pinned Shen Lu's hair behind his ear, and kissed her forehead again.

Such an awkward quarrel lasted until night.

Even if she loses her temper, she still listens to Shen Boxing, she will do whatever he asks her to do, and she will communicate with him.

But there seems to be an invisible barrier between the two, separating the two who were originally intimate.

Shen Boxing faintly noticed that the estrangement towards Shen Lu was seen in his eyes, but it was like paper-like blades slashing at his heart.

It was densely packed, and when it reached a critical value, it suddenly started to hurt.

Shen Boxing couldn't bear Shen Lu's alienation from him, even a little bit.

In the evening, Shen Boxing asked the chef to make some nourishing soup and porridge for Shen Lu to eat.

Shen Lu was still suffering, and after eating, taking a bath became a big problem for her.

She went to the kitchen to tinker for a long time, and finally found the plastic wrap put away by the chef, and then went to the bathroom.

Shen Boxing looked deep, watching Shen Lu walk into the bathroom on his own.

There was a bottle of champagne beside him, and a glass was already poured into the glass. After Shen Lu entered the bathroom for a while, he drank the glass of champagne, stood up, and walked towards the bathroom.

Shen Lu was clumsily winding up the wound.

She wanted the wound on her body to heal as soon as possible, so she had to wrap the wound up to keep it out of the water when taking a bath.

But it's really difficult for a person to do this kind of thing that wraps himself around, and it looks clumsy.

The door was suddenly opened.

The skirt on Shen Lu's body has been taken off, only the small clothes that she wears next to her body are left, because of the bandage on the back waist, her fair and flawless skin looks a little more shocking.

At night, only Shen Lu and Shen Boxing were left in the entire Fulu mansion.

The sound of opening the door sounded, and Shen Lu's movements stopped suddenly. When she raised her head, her ridiculously ridiculous movements flashed past her eyes, and when she saw Shen Boxing approaching, she realized that her movements had been watched over and over again by Shen Boxing. She became more and more embarrassed.

"Don't come in."

Shen Boxing didn't leave because of her resistance, but instead walked over and took the plastic wrap from her hand that she couldn't wrap well.

"Why don't you call me if you have any difficulties?" Shen Boxing removed the tangled waste plastic wrap from her body, without any blame in his voice.

"I can do it myself."

Seeing her stubborn appearance, Shen Boxing felt pain in his heart because of her reticent attitude.

"Yes, we Lulu can do anything." He smiled, pulled off the complete plastic wrap again, and pressed it on her lower abdomen, "I insist on helping."

No one spoke in the bathroom, only two shallow breaths intertwined, and the sound of plastic pulling.

Shen Lu felt the strength of his fingers on his lower abdomen, his lips were tightly pursed, and he looked at his hands entwined back and forth, with the rattan chain she gave him on his wrist, which was simple and unique.

After fixing the wound firmly, Shen Boxing bent down and put his hands around her as if embracing her. The sound of plastic wrap being torn came from behind.

"okay."

"It's enough to take a bath. You don't want to stress your waist. I'll wash your hair for you later." Shen Boxing tied her hair with a headband and whispered in her ear.

From the beginning to the end, she kept her head down, Shen Boxing couldn't see her expression clearly, and when she raised her face, it was as smooth as before, but pale.

The two looked at each other, and Shen Lu saw the concentration in his eyes.

A deep voice came out, "Does the wound hurt?"

A very simple sentence hit Shen Lu's heart directly, she pursed her lips tightly, her eyes were a little red.

Shen Boxing carefully hugged her into his arms, and said in a low voice, "I'm sorry, I didn't take your thoughts into consideration and said those words."

In front of her, Shen Boxing almost used up all his patience.

Those in power in the top circles of the Forty-Nine City lowered their arrogance and apologized in front of her.

Shen Lu's heart froze, and his cheek was pressed against his clean shirt, carrying a clear and simple fragrance.

Holding the hem of the clothes with his fingers, Shen Lu's muffled voice came over, "It hurts like hell."

Double entendre.

Shen Boxing's deep eyes were filled with dark tides.

He wrapped his arms around Shen Lu's shoulders, hugged her tightly, and kissed her lightly and apologetically on her eyebrows, mixed with gentle strength, without any lust, full of tenderness.

Shen Lu's hair was washed by Shen Boxing, then blow-dried by the way, and coated with essential oil for hair care.

When the two came out of the bathroom, Shen Lu changed into a bathrobe and followed closely beside him, the paleness on his face had not yet faded.

Shen Boxing helped her dry her hair, looked down at her clean and fair cheeks, held her face and kissed her.

"I'll ask someone to go to school and ask you to take a leave of absence, so you can recuperate at home tomorrow or the day after tomorrow?"

Shen Lu nodded, put his arms around his neck, raised his head to kiss him.

"Why don't you hug me?" She let go, looking at him with clear eyes.

Shen Boxing stroked her cheek and asked in a low voice, "Can I hug her?"

"can."

Shen Boxing immediately picked her up, dragged her hips with one hand, and landed on her back with the other, turned around and sat on the bed.

Not long after, Shen Lu lowered his head and kissed again, Shen Boxing let her kiss, let her pry open his teeth, and let her wreak havoc in her mouth.

The breathing of the two gradually became heavier, Shen Boxing couldn't confine her waist, and paid attention to her wounds all the time, until a soft hand was stuck on the chest skin, and she walked straight downstream.

Shen Boxing's temples were throbbing, and he pressed her hand.

"Good boy, you still have injuries." Shen Boxing tried his best to endure, stroking her back, not knowing whether to comfort himself or Shen Lu.

Shen Lu was panting lightly, his eyes were hazy like autumn water and smoke.

There was water on her lips, she pursed it lightly, and pressed it against his forehead.

"Do you think I'm being petty?"

This is his reprimand to her in anger.

Shen Boxing hugged her tightly, his eyes were as fierce as a wolf or a tiger.

Shen Lu was pressed on the bed, her back suddenly hurt, before she had time to react, someone lifted her chin, and a fierce kiss came towards her like wind blowing waves.

As fierce as if he wanted to eat her into his stomach, Shen Lu closed his eyes, his lower back was squeezed and relaxed, and the pain produced was very clear mixed with the strong encroachment at this moment.

Tears overflowed from the corners of Shen Lu's eyes, and she tried her best to accept the overwhelming joy, even if she tore the wound.

Shen Lu didn't want to quarrel with Shen Boxing, nor did she want to be awkward with him, but every time she thought of Shen Boxing's impatience when he reprimanded her, she felt uneasy.

The warm wetness of his fingertips made Shen Boxing withdraw from his emotions suddenly. He saw the painful sweat appearing on Shen Lu's slightly flushed cheeks, and Shen Boxing's heart was hit suddenly.

He relaxed slightly.

Watching Shen Lu open his eyes, a pair of almond eyes were filled with tears, facing him.

Silent emotions spread in the air, as if they were compromising and clinging to each other.

Shen Boxing clearly saw that her body began to tremble, and her jaw trembled too.

A second before she cried, Shen Boxing hugged her tightly.

Listen to her whimper and cry.

While crying, Shen Lu said indiscriminately, "I don't want to quarrel with you...I'm going to feel so bad."

Why is he not.

He used so much force that his knuckles cracked, he lowered his head and kissed all her tears away.

"I'm sorry." Shen Boxing's voice was extremely hoarse, "You are in such pain, and you are still being lectured by me."

"You also said that I am playing petty temper..."

"The wound is too deep, how can I let you go back to school?" Shen Boxing hugged her tightly, his voice suppressed, "If the carving knife thrown by Shen Yaojin stabs you in a fatal position, what will you ask my uncle to do?"

When Shen Boxing thought of that scene, he felt terrified.

She didn't seem to feel the pain at all, and instead comforted herself, Shen Boxing only felt that he didn't protect her enough, and she was hurt right in front of her.

The feeling of the sky falling apart seemed to bring Shen Boxing back to the time when he watched his mother being bullied more than ten years ago.

That sense of powerlessness, the thought that no one could save her filled his brain.

People who knew that he was with Shen Lu said that he gave Shen Lu ecstasy soup to make the girl obey him, and even chased him to the capital just to be with him.

Shen Boxing once thought so too, Shen Lu relied on him, admired him, respected him, trusted him, every time he saw him, his eyes would light up, and he would rush towards him impatiently without any hesitation at all.

He didn't really understand until he saw Shen Lu being stabbed with a knife and alienated him.

The person who can't do without each other is him.

There is only one Shen Lu in this world, and he doesn't want her to die, so his heart feels like a knife, and he doesn't want her to alienate him, so he can't bear it.

Shen Boxing closed his eyes, hugged Shen Lu tighter and tighter, and murmured, "Only you, Shen Lu."

Be with me forever.

Do not want to be separated from him.

forever.

Shen Lu understood what Shen Boxing meant, and burst into tears in an instant.

Just a quarrel made her unforgettable.

Shen Boxing comforted her for a long time before her crying stopped.

The two were lying on the bed, cuddling each other.

"Actually, the doctor gave me anesthesia when he sewed up the wound, and it didn't hurt for two hours." Shen Lu held it in his arms without any sleepiness, and whispered to him in a low voice.

Soft and glutinous, revealing intimacy.

Shen Boxing rubbed her fingers beside her wound, "What about now?"

"It hurts, it hurts to death." Shen Lu hugged him coquettishly, "It started to hurt after the effect of the anesthetic wore off."

"Be patient for another two days." Shen Boxing kissed her forehead pitifully, "It won't hurt when the stitches are removed."

"Hold me tighter, it won't hurt anymore." Shen Lu said.

Shen Bo obeyed and held her in his arms.

The bodies of the two overlap and are intimate.

Shen Lu pressed against his heart, listened to his heartbeat, and then murmured, "Uncle."

"Ok?"

"Sorry," she said, "for worrying you."

Shen Bo's actions froze, and the dim room completely concealed the flickering emotions in his deep eyes.

He sighed, "Stupid."

"You don't need to apologize."

Shen Lu also sighed, "I don't want to quarrel with you anymore."

"Except for matters of principle, I will let you in the future."

"What is a matter of principle?"

Shen Boxing didn't answer anymore, he touched her face along the way, with a smile in his voice, "You will know in the future."

Language is very important sometimes, and only communication can solve problems, but sometimes, those oaths expressed through language are like farting.

If there are too many oaths, there will be no credibility, and there is only one principle for him.

Shen Lu would never leave him, other than that, she could do whatever she wanted.

Shen Boxing didn't say anything, so Shen Lu stopped asking, biting his lip and thinking about what his words meant.

The two were quiet for a while, then Shen Boxing said suddenly, "After your birthday, you will be twenty."

"Huh? What's the matter?"

Shen Boxing closed his eyes and patted her body, as if trying to coax her to sleep.

At the end, she heard Shen Boxing whisper a word in her ear.

Want to be your husband sooner.