Dressed as the villain's cannon fodder daughter

Mu Ye stared blankly at the chandelier on the ceiling, his eyes were filled with indescribable emotions.

Fu Siming's handsome eyes were dim, so he simply let go of Mu Ye, stood up, lowered his eyes, the silhouette from the brow bone to the bridge of the nose was outlined by the dim light, and the fundus of his eyes was dark, suppressing his irritable emotions.

With a condescending posture, his voice is low and hoarse, and his momentum is terrifying.

"Don't act like you're dying."

unlucky.

Fu Siming pressed his tongue against his cheek, and there was a little pain, which meant that his face was injured.

He squinted his long and narrow pupils, his eyes were cold and sharp, but suddenly thought of something, his pupils trembled.

How to do?

If Chihiro saw the wound on his face, how would he explain it?

Fuck, if you know it, you won't fight with Mu Ye.

What is his business.

"Hey, why didn't I know that you are a person who gives up easily." Fu Siming closed his eyes and said in a cold tone, "If you have time to go crazy, you might as well act more."

After saying that, Fu Siming left the Mu Mansion.

Mu also stood up, pressing his bony fingers on his forehead.

Peizhi hurried forward and said with concern: "Master, your injury...I'll call the doctor right away."

Mu also ignored this, strode out of the living room, and walked towards the garage.

"Master!" Peizhi hurriedly followed.

At this time, night has fallen, and the Mu Mansion is shrouded in

Soon, a big dark G disappeared in Peizhi's sight.

The whole process was smooth and fast.

Master, where are you going?

Speed ​​all the way.

Mu Ye stared straight ahead with piercing eyes,

She was still young, so he didn't do anything.

Just look at her, just look at her...

Originally thought that even if she had no feelings for him, he could tie her by his side, but he seemed unable to...

As long as he thought of her crying, he couldn't do it.

-

late at night.

Shen Family Manor.

Shen Bei's room, in the bathroom.

The water vapor rose, and a steady stream of gentle water droplets continued to slide down her fair forehead. The long black hair stuck to her body like seaweed.

Under the light, her skin was crystal clear and white, and even had a translucent cold jade texture.

She hung her head, hugged her arms, and burst into tears.

Her pupils were like lakes, filled with broken brilliance.

The unbearable memory was buried in her heart, and now it was stimulated to resurface again, destroying her nerves and will.

Her heart was filled with endless guilt and buried unspeakable grief.

After changing into her nightdress and drying her hair, Shen Bei left the bathroom.

"elder sister."

Hearing the sound, Shen Bei froze, and quickly covered her red eyes.

"Xing Xing, why did you come to my sister's room?"

Five-year-old Shen Xingzhu was standing in the middle of the room in light blue pajamas, his little face was childishly pale.

His sister was studying abroad, and no one was with him, so he was looking forward to his sister's return at home.

This year, the elder sister who hadn't seen much has become a little different from the memory. The former elder sister loved to laugh, and her smile was very sweet and beautiful.

But now my sister feels like she is forcing a smile, which is very sad.

So after a quick shower, he came to find his sister.

As soon as he entered the room, he heard the sound of running water in the bathroom and his sister crying.

Shen Xing's voice was immature, "Sister, are you crying?"

Shen Bei put down her hands, lowered her wet eyelashes, and raised her hands to brush away the cold hair that fell on her cheeks.

"Xing Xing, you heard your sister cry, right?"

Shen Xing walked quickly to Shen Bei and hugged Shen Bei. He hugged his sister's slender waist and smelled the fragrance from her body.

"Sister, stop crying, Xing Xing hugs you."

Shen Bei let out a sob, stretched out her hand and rubbed Shen Xingzhuyuan's head, "Xing Xing is so good, my sister stopped crying."

Shen Xing raised her small face side by side, keeping her eyes on her sister's delicate face, and threatened, "Sister, did someone bully you? Tell me, I'm going to teach him a lesson."

Shen Bei pulled away Shen Xingzhu's hand, squatted down slightly, and held her younger brother's little hand with her slender hand, her voice was clear and soft.

"Xingxing, go out and don't tell anyone about my sister crying, okay?"

Shen Xingzhu lowered her eyes and promised back, "Okay, I promise my sister that I will not tell anyone."

Hearing this, Shen Bei breathed a sigh of relief, raised her right hand and touched her brother's small face.

She doesn't want to worry her family anymore.

Shen Xingzhu pulled her sister to the bed and asked her to sit down.

Instead, he stood there, looked directly at the gentle girl, and Nuo Nuo said, "Sister, why are you crying? Can you tell Xing Xing."

No makeup was applied on Shen Bei's face, her skin was as white as snow, her eyes were black and her lips were pink, but her eye sockets were flushed.

Shen Bei narrowed her eyes with guilt, and murmured: "Xing Xing, sister is fine, I just thought of something, so I express my feelings."

Shen Xing said childishly, "Really?"

Shen Bei nodded, touched his younger brother's head again, and said softly: "Xing Xing, it's late, you should go to bed."

The fair and delicate Shen Xingzhu pouted and shouted, "But I want to spend more time with my sister. Xing Xing is so lonely at home alone. My sister used to accompany me."

"Xing Xing, sister is tired, and wants to rest." Shen Bei whispered softly.

"But..."

Shen Bei's eyes were fixed, and her cherry lips parted slightly: "Xing Xing, if you go back to your room to sleep now, sister will take you out to the amusement park tomorrow, okay?"

Shen Xingzhu's pupils were as bright as glass beads, and his fair face was flushed with blush. The gentleness and generosity of his sister was enough to make the little boy forget about the past.

"Well, my sister promised me."

Shen Bei nodded slightly, sent her younger brother out of the room, turned off the light, and nestled on the bed with her arms around her knees.

-

Lu house.

in the study.

After taking a shower, Lu Qianxun was wearing a long nightgown. Her long black hair was scattered like seaweed on her slender back, revealing her delicate and charming collarbone.

Fu Siming, who came to Lu's house, changed his clothes specially. Now he is wearing a white shirt with a stand collar, a black striped vest and trousers.

On the contrary, the man with painted face is handsome and full of wildness.

Fu Siming's unscrupulous gaze was burning Lu Qianxun's fair skin.

Lu Qianxun frowned, he didn't understand, so he said, "Fu Siming, we've only been separated for a few hours, and you're fighting with someone?"

Fu Siming narrowed his eyes with guilt, and explained: "It's not a fight."

He Sisi brought the medicine box, "Miss, the medicine box you want."

Lu Qianxun took it, "Thank you sister Sisi, you can go down and rest."

"Yes, ma'am."

"Fu Siming, sit down."

Fu Siming sat down on the sofa obediently, and then Lu Qianxun opened the medicine box and took out a cotton swab and ointment.

She picked up the man's chin, then disinfected and applied medicine to him, and said softly, "Next time, don't fight with others casually."

"it is good..."

Fu Siming was stunned for a moment, staring at the charming face who was close at hand, his heart quickly became hot.

Hard to hold on to.

He thought to himself: In fact, it is not bad to be beaten, his Chihiro will give him medicine very gently, this wave is not bad.