Mr. Qin’s divorced ex-wife

Shen Nuo paused for a moment and asked sincerely: "Are you willing to die?"

He dared to act like this just after the fever had subsided.

Qin Siyu was sitting in front of the dressing table. When he heard her words, he turned to look at her. His delicate and handsome face seemed to be filled with moisture, and it was so tender and radiant that it made people want to touch it.

"You're not happy," he said.

Shen Nuo was speechless: "What does this have to do with your pretentiousness?"

Qin Siyu smiled: "I want to make you happy."

Shen Nuo: "..." No, what gave me the illusion that I am a pervert?

Shen Nuo was choked, and for a moment, he didn't know what to say.

Seeing that the man's hand had fallen on the bathrobe strap, and it seemed that he was going to be honest with her in the next second, Shen Nuo hurriedly stepped forward to stop him.

"I'm happy, you don't have to sacrifice your looks."

Qin Siyu blinked, his narrow phoenix eyes showing a bit of innocence: "Really?"

Shen Nuo held his hand tightly, fearing that he would untie it, and nodded hurriedly: "Really!"

In all conscience, she is really not a pervert.

Qin Siyu smiled and seemed a little curious: "Okay."

Shen Nuo breathed a sigh of relief. Just as he was about to let go, he grabbed him with his backhand and pulled hard. He was caught off guard and was held directly on the man's lap.

While Shen Nuo was confused, Qin Siyu smiled again: "Then Nuo'er, reward me."

After saying that, he lowered his head and covered her thin lips, blocking her mouth that she wanted to speak.

Shen Nuo: "..." The co-author is here to plot against me.

Without mercy at all, he bit it down.

Qin Siyu wasn't angry either. He left her lips and asked in a low voice, "Are you angry?"

Shen Nuopi smiled but said, "Does Young Master Qin want to be a romantic ghost?"

Qin Siyu chuckled: "Sounds good."

Rolling her eyes at him, Shen Nuo came out of his arms and threw a dry towel to him.

"I want to sleep, don't bother me."

Qin Siyu took the towel, but before he could wipe his hair, he had a hair dryer in his hand.

With a dry towel in his left hand and a hair dryer in his right hand, Qin Siyu smiled and finally calmed down. He obediently wiped his hair with the towel, then plugged in the hair dryer and dried his hair.

He changed into his pajamas and went to bed, turned off the light, and held the woman in his arms.

Shen Nuo had no reaction and just said: "Thank you for Xia Xia's matter."

Qin Siyu paused slightly: "You know everything?"

"Well," Shen Nuo closed his eyes: "Go to sleep."

Qin Siyu lowered his eyes, held her waist tightly, and whispered: "Okay."

Three days have passed since the charity auction, and Qin Siyu's illness has improved, and he stays in Shen Nuo's house.

On this day, Shen Nuo suddenly asked: "Is the house next door yours?"

Qin Siyu's hand that was typing paused slightly and looked back at her: "Why do you ask that?"

Shen Nuo smiled: "It's nothing."

That night, Shen Nuo rarely took the initiative and pinned the man down.

She stroked the man's delicate eyebrows and asked, "Qin Siyu, what is the most regretful thing you have ever done?"

Long eyelashes trembled slightly, Qin Siyu said nothing, but his hand fell on her waist.

Shen Nuo had no reaction, tilted his head and asked, "Do you love me?"

The breeze blew by, lifting the woman's soft hair, reflecting the beautiful and delicate oval face, beautiful and classic.

The man's voice was as low as the wind, almost whispering: "Yeah."

"Say something," Shen Nuo touched his handsome and fair face, staring at the obedient look of the man under him through the moonlight: "I suddenly want to hear it."

When he wanted to say something before, she didn't want to hear it.

I want to listen to it now, but I’m not really looking forward to it.

But she suddenly discovered that those things she had been obsessed with seemed to be far, far away from her.

It was only when she looked back that she realized that many things were no longer what they were before.

She is no longer the same person she once was, and everything she yearns for is like a mosaic, gradually blurring as time goes by, and disappearing as the memory fades.

Sometimes when she dreams back in the middle of the night, she occasionally wonders what it would have been like if the two of them had never met.

Maybe she lives quietly in her world, and he guides the world at his peak, just like how each other should be.

Instead of being in a dilemma like now, neither embarrassed nor embarrassed, with nowhere to retreat and nowhere to advance.

Qin Siyu slowly opened his eyes, his obsidian-like black eyes sparkling with water. He seemed to understand everything she had not said, but he just watched quietly, with a gentle and doting smile on his face. , sad for no reason.

"Noel," he said, "I love you."

Qin Siyu loved Shen Nuo, and even though this love was not worthy of being spoken out, he finally expressed it on such a night.

And the audience is her, which is fine.

Shen Nuo's eyes suddenly turned red. Qin Siyu raised his hand to clasp her neck and gently pressed her against his chest. His thin lips were close to her ear and he whispered softly: "Shen Nuo, I don't care about you. Believe it or not, except you, I have never loved or liked anyone. You are the first and you will be the last. If you can..."

I also hope that we have never met, not because of how painful it is for me, but because you don’t have to suffer so much.

Without him, her life would be very, very good.

All the mistakes of the past led to the current ending.

Tears fell from his eyes, and Shen Nuo suddenly laughed.

"Qin Siyu," she said, "Sometimes, I really want to kill you with my own hands."

Her parents' death, her hatred, the murderer didn't seem to be him, but it seemed that it was all him.

There are so many loves and hates in the world, true and false, but some of them can be clearly distinguished.

"You can come anytime," he said, "I won't resist."

Shen Nuo smiled, with tears in his eyes: "Okay."

That night, the two of them seemed to have decided something tacitly, but they seemed to have decided nothing. They hugged each other quietly and spent a short night.

The next day, when Qin Siyu got up, there was no one on the bed.

He hesitated for a long time, and finally slowly got up from the bed and looked out the window.

The sky was clear, blue and cloudless, everything seemed beautiful, but the darkness underneath was so thick that one could not see the direction.

An hour before Shen Nuo got on the plane, she quietly disappeared into the airport.

When I woke up again, it was already a strange room.

The room is gorgeously decorated, with exquisite crystal lamps emitting bright light.

She slowly stood up from the bed, glanced around expressionlessly, finally got out of bed, opened the door, and walked out.

The house was in a typical European style. The maids passing by looked panicked when they saw her, as if they were afraid of being caught and questioned by her.

Shen Nuo was not embarrassed and sat quietly on the sofa, waiting for the owner of the house to appear.