The male supporting role was captured by the protagonist after his rebirth

The little episode brought by Zhu Yunque was like a breeze blowing across the lake, causing only a few ripples before quickly disappearing without a trace.

Zhang Yi quickly put the other person out of his mind and walked with his luggage on his back, his steps light and agile, as if the burden on his shoulders had become much lighter.

He quickly returned to Deng Shentong's courtyard, opened the door happily, and walked into the room.

At a glance, Deng Shentong was still sitting in the same position, motionless. The book he was holding had quietly slipped off and lay quietly on the coffee table.

Deng Shentong's other hand was supporting his chin, his eyes were closed, and his thick eyelashes cast a faint shadow on his face.

His posture seemed extremely relaxed, as if he was completely immersed in a sweet dream.

Does the honorable Lord Ipsilon also feel sleepy when working? Zhang Yi looked at him, his eyes gradually became hot, and he thought he was really cute.

The man was born handsome, and at this moment, his domineering sharpness faded away. His whole body seemed to soften, like a soft cat.

Zhang Yi used to like staring at the sleeping Deng Shentong like this, but those times he would always be so tired that he would fall into a deep sleep in exhaustion.

At that time, even in his sleep, he frowned slightly, as if he was still immersed in the pain and lust just now, with lingering traces of tears on his cheeks, not as peaceful as he is now.

Zhang Yi put down his luggage quietly, walked to Deng Shentong as if possessed, squatted down, and looked at his face carefully.

The sleeping Deng Shentong was defenseless, showing a kind of innocence and serenity that was completely different from usual.

Zhang Yi couldn't help but reach out his hand and gently touch Deng Shentong's cheek, which was covered with a layer of fine hair like a newborn baby's, and under the light in the room it looked like it was inlaid with a layer of gold.

The real touch from his fingertips made him feel warm in his heart, and his eyes became more gentle, as if he was treating a lost treasure.

However, at this moment, Deng Shentong's eyes suddenly opened, and the two men's eyes met in an instant.

Zhang Yi's hand retracted as if he had been electrocuted, and a trace of embarrassment flashed across his face. His heartbeat suddenly accelerated, and he seemed to be able to hear the sound of his heart beating wildly in his chest.

"What are you doing..." Deng Shentong's voice was lazily like he had just woken up. He looked at Zhang Yi with a slight smile on his face. "Why are you staring at me like that? Are you up to something bad again?"

Halfway through his words, he seemed to wake up, sat up straight, raised his delicate eyebrows, and shouted: "Who allowed you to get so close to me? Get out!"

Zhang Yi had already gotten the upper hand, so of course he had to let the man with erect hair rub down, and immediately bowed his head to admit his mistake: "Yes, yes, I was wrong, Master, I will get out of here right now."

Zhang Yi nodded repeatedly and took a few steps back, but his eyes were still fixed on Deng Shentong, revealing a subtle satisfaction.

"Why are you still standing there?" Deng Shentong glared at him.

"Oh, I'll leave right away." Zhang Yi turned around, picked up his luggage, and walked towards the door. Before leaving, he looked back at Deng Shentong, only to see that he had picked up the book and started reading again.

Zhang Yi closed the door gently, secretly sighing in his heart that the captain's temper had not changed at all.

After Zhang Yi left, Deng Shentong's mood was not as calm as he appeared.

He gently stroked his face, which seemed to still retain the warmth from Zhang Yi's fingers. This strange feeling made him feel a little strange, and at the same time, a little confused.

He tried hard to focus on the words in the book, but his thoughts always drifted back to the scene just now.

"Tsk..." Deng Shentong sighed softly, revealing a hint of annoyance. He simply put down the book in his hand, stood up, and stretched.

At this moment, the housekeeper came over hurriedly and reported to him in a low voice: "The young lady is here to look for you."

He had just sent one away and now another one came. Deng Shentong couldn't help rubbing his eyebrows and waved his hand to let Zhu Yunque come in.

Zhu Yunque walked into the room and saw Deng Shentong looking unhappy. She asked with concern, "What's wrong? Did I come at the wrong time?"

Deng Shentong shook his head. "It's none of your business." He pointed to the chair next to him and said, "Sit down."

After Zhu Yunque sat down, she hesitated for a moment, a hint of shyness appeared on her face, and she said shyly: "Look, we have been married for so long, shouldn't we have a child?"

Deng Shentong was not as happy as Zhu Yunque had imagined. He was silent for a moment and said slowly, "Yulan, I know what you mean. But I think that after all, we are just a cooperative relationship. There is no need to delay your life."

Zhu Yunque nodded eagerly, and then a sharp look flashed in his eyes, "I understand, and I don't want to force you. It's just... Alas."

She sighed and acted helpless: "It can't be helped. It's for the benefit of both families. Since we are already in the same boat, why should we separate so clearly?"

Deng Shentong looked at Zhu Yunque, and a hint of annoyance flashed in his eyes.

"I will give you some money and you can do whatever you want. Even without this child, you will be the future wife of the head of the Deng family." Deng Shentong's tone was calm, but it carried an irresistible force.

Zhu Yunque's expression changed several times, but she finally held back her anger and bit her lip. "What do you mean? Do you think I married you for money? This was clearly something our two families had already discussed."

Deng Shentong frowned, "I didn't mean that. It's just that there is no love between us, and this is unfair to you."

"Relationships can be cultivated slowly!" Zhu Yunque stood up excitedly, "Deng Shentong, we have been married for a year, and you don't even look at me. Do you think I am safe in this position? Or do you think this is fair?"

I don’t know what happened today, but Zhu Yunque seemed to become particularly difficult to deal with and even challenged him face to face.

Deng Shentong pressed his temples and said patiently, "Miss Zhu, there's no need to force it."

Zhu Yunque sneered, staring at Deng Shentong's extremely handsome face, and said viciously: "You are so cold to me, and the servants can see it. Don't forget that I am also the eldest daughter of the Zhu family. I am not here to sit on the bench in front of you!"

Deng Shentong frowned and said, "Which servant dares to say anything bad about you when I am here? We in the Deng family do not accept people of such low quality."

"Heh," Zhu Yunque snorted coldly and said sarcastically, "I heard that you hired a bar hostess to stay with you and brought in all kinds of people. I guess their qualities are not that good either."

She became angrier and angrier as she spoke, her eyes widening in anger: "Even male PRs can come and go in your yard at will, but I, a legitimate wife, need to report when I come. Deng Shentong, tell me, is this fair?"

Deng Shentong suddenly raised his head and looked at Zhuque. His expression was very calm, but the atmosphere in the room suddenly became stagnant, and Zhu Yunque's complaints also stopped abruptly.

When you reach Ipsilon's level, sometimes just a look is enough to stun people into silence.

He withdrew his gaze calmly and said softly: "It is not your turn to point fingers at my people."

Zhu Yunque's face turned pale all of a sudden. She was so angry that her lips were trembling. She pointed at Deng Shentong and said, "Okay, now you have found a way to annoy me?"

She stood up suddenly, hitting the chair with a loud creaking sound, and said angrily: "Deng Shentong, I know you don't like me, but I have no choice, and neither do you!"

She stroked her belly and said coldly, "You are the only heir to the Deng family. When the time comes, Old Man Deng will still force you to have a child. You still have to cooperate with me."

Deng Shentong was silent for a while. At this moment, he heard a slight sound in his ears. He glanced towards a room and a playful smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

He said calmly: "Okay, I'll consider it."

Zhu Yunque was stunned for a moment, and then showed a smug look after a moment, but a muffled sound came from the depths of the corridor, as if something had fallen to the ground.

Zhu Yunque frowned and asked cautiously: "Who is there?"

Deng Shentong waved his hands and said nonchalantly, "Nothing, maybe it's my new pet."