Shao Xinghan took his hand out of Miao Jian's and squeezed her in turn. His other hand circled Miao Jian. Miao Jian was so close to him that she heard his slow and low heartbeat.
Miao Jian moved, wanting to raise her head to look at him, but her head was pressed against his chin, making her unable to move.
Shao Xinghan's breathing was heavy and long, and it seemed to contain a lot of emotions, which were so chaotic that it was difficult to distinguish them clearly.
"Miao Miao." He muttered Miao Jian's name and involuntarily hugged Miao Jian tightly.
"I'm sorry, there are many things I didn't notice." He said softly, his voice suddenly becoming hoarse.
Miao Jian felt warm in her heart, moved her body, and tightened her hold on Shao Xinghan's waist. She smiled vaguely: "It's okay, brother has been very good to me."
Shao Xinghan was silent for a while. How could it be good? He obviously knew Shao Yingzhuo's attitude towards her. He knew it from a long time ago, but most of the time he pretended not to know and just turned a blind eye.
It has passed, but I don’t know how much injustice Miao Jian suffered here.
"Is it really good?" Shao Xinghan couldn't help but ask. He began to doubt that his so-called kindness to Miao Jian for so many years was really good? Wasn't he unilaterally moved by himself?
Miao Jian noticed something strange about Shao Xinghan. She moved his chin and raised her head to look at him: "It's really good. My brother is the best person to me."
Shao Xinghan remained silent, he still felt it was not enough.
Miao Jianduo wanted to tell him the scene she saw in her previous life, in which Shao Xinghan risked his life to dig her out of the fire for her sake, and held her cold body in pain...
That is an act that can only be performed when love is deep in the bones. From this point of view alone, Shao Xinghan is incomparable compared to others. Miao Jian's heart was like a surging river, and she calmly held Shao Xinghan in her arms.
On his face, he said word by word: "Brother, you are the best person to me in this world, bar none."
Shao Xinghan was shocked. He moved his lips but said nothing. Finally, he sighed softly, containing complicated emotions, and pressed a kiss on Miao Jian's forehead.
Miao Jian felt his gentle touch, the blood on her fingertips was flowing coldly, but the upper body of her limbs was filled with heat. She stood on her tiptoes, her lips were soft, and she bit Shao Xinghan's chin lightly, with great force.
Very lightly, the teeth pressed against Shao Xinghan's chin, grinding together for a while.
A numb feeling spread from his chin to his whole body. Shao Xinghan's legs seemed to be stiff, but something between his legs was hot. This hot fire burned to his chest, and then spread out from his chest. His limbs were originally cold and bloody.
Suddenly he came to life, his legs moved, his mind became active, and he filled some colored waste according to the occasion.
Miao Jian felt his heat, pushed him and smiled faintly.
"Miao Miao..." Shao Xinghan's voice was hoarse and he called Miao Jian softly.
Miao Jian unexpectedly pushed him further, and Shao Xinghan was a little surprised. Just as he was about to say the words stuck in his mouth, a female voice came from behind.
"Why are you here?" Shaoyao came from behind. Miao Jian and Shao Xinghan were farther away, looking at Shaoyao and smiling.
After all, it was in the dark night, and the expression on her face could not be clearly seen. Shaoyao only saw Miao Jian there, but did not see her smiling. She only shouted to Shao Xinghan: "Brother, why don't you go back?
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Shao Xinghan's hot body was jolted by Shao Yao's sudden words. He felt the coolness of early spring. The coldness from his limbs swept through his body. He woke up from the heat. Shao Yao's appearance not far away was clear.
The mark was in his dark eyes.
Shaoyao didn't necessarily look happy, and her voice was low.
Shaoyao didn't call Miao Jian, and Miao Jian didn't call her, but there was no hostility between the two parties, and overall it was peaceful.
Shao Xinghan coughed lightly, "We were walking outside. Have you eaten?"
Shaoyao paused for a moment and said, "Eat."
This was the first time that Shao Xinghan asked Shaoyao like this in so many years in her memory. It could be said that he was concerned.
"Go home and rest early. It's cold outside." Shaoyao continued.
Although she did not call Miao Jian's name in her last words, her eyes were directed at Miao Jian. Miao Jian also felt it faintly, and she subconsciously responded with her eyes.
Even in this dark night, the affection between people can be felt.
After Shaoyao finished speaking, she returned to the small villa. The light in the villa shone from that side. The shadow behind Shaoyao was stretched long. As she walked forward step by step, the shadow also twisted around, like a sad line.
The river was winding and the shadows were getting shorter and shorter. Shaoyao entered the villa.
Miao Jian looked away, and the ambiguous atmosphere between her and Shao Xinghan disappeared without a trace. She unconsciously touched her soft earlobe and poked Shao Xinghan's hand, "Let's go back too."
"Yeah." Shao Xinghan's deep voice sounded itchy, as if he was holding back something. Miao Jian grabbed his hand, scratched his palm, tilted her head and looked at him with a smile.
The palm of his hand felt a little itchy, but Shao Xinghan endured it, and touched Miao Jian's head with his other hand, which was extremely gentle.
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After Miao Jian came back, she investigated whether there was anyone else besides Miao Yanru behind the person who kidnapped her. Since Shao Xinghan had told her before that the four men who kidnapped her were hired by Fei Ze, she could not help but wonder.
There is some suspicion. After all, besides Miao Yanru, Feize is the most suspect.
Just follow the clues and check all the way. Needless to say, I really found it.
Not only was Feize involved in the beginning of this kidnapping, but he had someone there from the beginning to the end. Shen Bing, who had been responsible for Miao Jian's life and diet, was Feize's person.
Miao Jian was a little shocked when she found out. After she figured it out, she thought it was nothing. This makes sense. After all, if it was Miao Yanru's person, he would definitely not conflict with Miao Yanru. Maybe he would be like Miao Yanru.
He is cruel and ruthless, as the saying goes, like a servant, like a master, Miao Jian still firmly believes this.
When I mention Fei Ze and Miao Jian, I can't help but think of the scene where Fei Ze faced Yuan Ya when I first saw him. Looking back now, I feel heartbroken.
It was still at a banquet at that time, and Miao Jian didn't know Fei Ze yet.
Miao Jian was drinking leisurely at the banquet, and while her thoughts were wandering, she heard someone shouting softly:
"Drink, give me a drink."
"Well--"
The man's cold and decisive voice and the woman's low whimper reached Miao Jian's ears, pulling Miao Jian's thoughts back from the distance.
Miao Jian followed the sound and looked over, only to see a man hunched over the corner of the sofa in the corner, facing the woman nestled in the corner of the sofa. The man's back was to Miao Jian, and Miao Jian only saw a back figure and the woman.
The small and exquisite legs are tightly clamped and twisting from time to time.