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Chapter 118 Is the red spot on the neck bitten by a mosquito...

Shen Qinghe was stunned for a moment, Jiang Yao seemed...not in a good mood now.

After observing his face, I thought about what he said from the time he walked in until now: "Are you jealous?"

Jiang Yao clicked his tongue and sneered: "Am I such a stingy person?"

It really is.

Come on, coax me, or you'll be dead.

Shen Qinghe obviously didn't see his subtext, so he nodded with relief and asked the question he wanted to ask: "Did you personally send that bouquet of hyacinths?"

She originally wanted to ask you if you came to see me the day you fell into despair, but it was not appropriate to ask like this. In addition to appearing very narcissistic, it would also bring up his sad past.

Jiang Yao said calmly: "Yes, otherwise Chen Wan gave it to you?"

"..." Suddenly there was no desire to communicate.

Shen Qinghe silently adjusted the collar buttons that he had just unbuttoned.

After a few seconds of silence, Jiang Yao was heard saying, "Why, my sister has something to say to Chen Wan, but she has nothing to say to me?"

And he said he wasn’t jealous!

Shen Qinghe is not very good at coaxing people: "Well...we..."

Jiang Yao's face darkened visibly.

Pay us back?

He carried the person aside, opened the door, and made a gesture of invitation: "Go slowly, I won't see you off."

Shen Qinghe was used to his lack of formality, and was a little at a loss for his indifference: "We didn't say anything."

He crossed his arms, raised his head slightly, his jawline was tight, and the veins on his neck were looming.

This is already a sign of anger.

There are servants wiping the fence on the second floor.

Shen Qinghe was too embarrassed to entangle too much and stood outside the door obediently, timidly saying: "Then I'll come back later."

The door slammed shut, almost hitting her nose.

The servant aunt suddenly said: "Did you have a quarrel?"

Shen Qinghe wiped the tip of his nose nonchalantly: "No."

If the news reaches his father's ears, he will probably become displeased again.

It took a lot of effort to make a difference.

"Miss, remember to put mosquito coils in your bed at night."

Shen Qinghe was at a loss for a moment before he responded: "Ah? OK."

——

Out of sight of the servant, Shen Qinghe turned back frequently and returned to the room at almost a crawling speed.

The weather got a little cold at night.

Shen Qinghe took off his shirt and long skirt and changed into a thin sweater and trousers.

Very casual and home style.

When she went to the toilet and passed the mirror above the sink, she paused.

There were several red hickeys on her neck and collarbone, all left by Jiang Yao.

No wonder my aunt said such incomprehensible things.

However, the shirt she wore just now should have covered it up a lot, and these hickeys were only red, and at first glance they looked like mosquito bites.

Her family members are very sensitive now. For safety reasons, Shen Qinghe went to the dressing table to get concealer and covered up all the hickeys.

Staring at the less obvious marks in the mirror, she somehow suddenly remembered the lyrics:

Are the red spots on your neck caused by mosquito bites?

——

During dinner in the evening, there was an unexpected guest in the restaurant.

Shen Qinghe looked at the source of her quarrel with Jiang Yao and blurted out: "Why are you back?"

Wei Shu came over with the dishes, and when she heard her words, she patted the back of her head with her left hand and said, "You're not polite! How can you speak?"

Chen Wan looked unconcerned: "It's okay, Auntie."

Wei Shu brought up three or four dishes.

"so little?"

Shen Qinghe wondered if six or seven people could eat it.

Wei Shu set out the dishes and chopsticks: "Uncle Jiang's partner's wife has a slight problem and needs you, Grandpa Chen, so your uncle, aunt, and your father took Grandpa Chen to visit."

"oh oh."

Wei Shu whispered in her ear: "Grandpa Chen is afraid that Chen will be cautious, so I asked you to tell me, please help me take care of him."

Shen Qinghe disagreed: "What's the trouble?"

Wei Shu has already started.

Shen Qinghe added a spinach leaf and asked, seemingly unintentionally: "Where's Jiang Yao?"

Chen Wan took over: "I just asked him and he didn't want to eat."

Shen Qinghe didn't say anything. He cursed in his heart. Of course he wouldn't be willing to come down if you asked him.

She stood up, thinking of his indifference before closing the door, and sighed, she probably couldn't call him down.

So, I sat back and ate in silence.

In order to stay in shape, Wei Shu would deliberately eat less at night: "You guys eat, I'm going upstairs. I'll leave the bowl for auntie to clean."

After saying that, she went upstairs. She didn't get along well with other young boys, but her food was good.

Shen Qinghe was not in a high mood and kept eating his rice bite by bite. Sometimes, he would stare at the rice for a long time after taking a bite.

Adding Coca-Cola chicken wings, I still can't get them in, which makes me even more frustrated.

Why did he even bully her with chicken wings?

Chen Wan picked up the serving chopsticks next to him and added another for her.

"Thank you." Shen Qinghe was a little embarrassed. She promised her grandfather to help take care of her, so why did she ask Chen Wan to take care of her instead.

I politely wanted to add some shrimp to him, but I picked it up smoothly. When I was about to put it into his bowl, the shrimp slipped on the table.

"Sorry, sorry, I wanted to give you one."

Chen Wan rarely put on a shocked look: "If you didn't tell me, I would have thought you were just putting it on the table."

Shen Qinghe: "..." Shrimp and pig heart!

Feeling a little better, I added another one without giving up.

There was a sound coming from upstairs.

"cough."


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