Quickly wear: My little husband is pampered and arrogant

Shang Xu briefly explained the information he knew. After hearing this, Chu Yao's face changed slightly, as if he didn't believe it, "What kind of secret made him want to kill Lingxu?"

"Not sure yet."

Chu Yao asked: "Then do you want to continue to retreat?"

Shang Xu said: "No, let's finish solving the trouble in front of us first."

Not knowing what to think of, Chu Yao secretly took a deep breath and said, "Shangshen, do you want to go see the young master? Back then, he learned about your seclusion from me. I went to see him several times, and he lived like a walking zombie. Lifeless, just drunk."

"You said..." Shang Xu paused with her fingertips and lowered her eyelashes to block the emotions in her eyes, "What is like?"

Chuyao: "..."

"...I don't know. You have lived for so long, so you should know better than me and understand it more thoroughly."

Shang Xu said softly: "Maybe."

She knows what she likes, but only if it doesn't happen to her. If it does happen to her, she doesn't want to admit that she will become overwhelmed...

Qinghe asked her the reason for her seclusion, and she didn't want to admit that a large part of the reason was because of him. He could disturb her thoughts, so that the resentment would invade her consciousness to the maximum extent.

In all her years of living, this was indeed the first time she encountered such a situation that seemed to have no solution.

……

When Shang Xu returned to the bamboo house, everything was clean. She thought Qinghe would come back often to clean it. She was right. Qinghe did come back every once in a while.

She closed her eyes, and Qinghe's face subconsciously appeared in her mind. A dark voice began to sound, "He is yours. Wouldn't it be best to capture him and lock him in the house? What are you hesitating about? Are you afraid that he won't want you anymore? ?”

"A person like him is most suitable to be a canary, and you are his only master, Shang Xu, believe me, if you want to do this..."

"You are me, and I am you..."

Shang Xu's neck veins popped out, and her forehead was covered with a thin layer of cold sweat. She opened her eyes suddenly, and the black mist surrounding her body instantly hid in her body.

"Qinghe..."

Her tone was low and cold, her light golden pupils gradually turned into blood red, and the next second, she disappeared from the spot.

Qinghe, who was sleeping, did not notice Shang Xu's arrival until he was bitten hard on the side of his neck.

He quickly opened his eyes and looked at her in shock. Before he could speak, the pain on his skin made him frown, "It hurts, don't bite."

Shang Xu didn't listen, but bit harder, as if he had no self-awareness.

Qinghe's intuition told him that something was wrong with her at this moment. He pushed Shang Xu hard and said, "Sister, wake up."

But Shang Xu pressed him down like a jack and couldn't push him at all. She went further and further, constantly tearing at his clothes.

Qinghe gave up, breathing rapidly, and let her bite him. His eyes trembled, and his fingers tightly grasped the quilt beside him. What's going on? What happened to my sister?

At this moment, a violent touch came from his lips, with a strong smell of blood. Qinghe's brain suddenly exploded at this moment, becoming increasingly chaotic...

"elder sister……"

Shang Xu suddenly woke up and her body paused. What did she do?

Feeling the delicate and soft skin between her hands, she left him in panic, sat on the edge of the bed, not daring to look at him, and spoke in a hoarse voice, "Qinghe, it's my sister who was wrong."

Qinghe's eyes were dim and unclear. He covered his mouth and coughed weakly, "Sister, you took off my clothes, kissed me, and bit me."

Shang Xu wanted to deny it, but she couldn't deny that it was really happening. She clenched her fists and said, "If I said that I was controlled by resentment and briefly entered a state of obsession, would you believe it?"

Qinghe repeated stubbornly, "You took off my clothes, kissed me, and bit me."

"I..." Shang Xu said, "I know..."

"Sister." Qinghe stood up, clung to her back weakly and bonelessly, hugged her neck, and whispered in her ear: "It hurts so much when you bite me..."

Clearly feeling the stiffness of her body, Qing He curled his lips, and then slowly moved his hand down to her belt. When he was about to untie it, she grabbed it with one hand, "Qing He."