Second Master, Madam, she is planning to kill someone again!

Chapter 160 Showdown

Su Qiao's tone was calm, but she didn't know why she shed tears.

really weird.

She was so calm in front of Shen Xiujin, and a tear slipped uncontrollably.

Shen Xiujin watched her cry and the light in her eyes shattered.

He raised his hand to cover her eyes.

This action seemed to consume all his strength.

"Su Qiao..." Shen Xiujin's throat was stiff, and his voice was filled with fatigue that had never been revealed before, but he seemed to be smiling and whispered, "This is good."

She and him are connected by fate.

To her, he was the most important...no one.

Such preference is very good.

Shen Xiujin said slowly: "Make a deal with me."

Su Qiao was startled slightly, her long eyelashes brushed across Shen Xiujin's palm, and the touch was clear.

She originally thought that Shen Xiujin, a crazy critic, would go crazy and furious after guessing the truth, and even be crazy enough to die with her...

But this man was so abnormal tonight.

Just when Su Qiao was at a loss, Shen Xiujin suddenly pulled her into his arms.

She couldn't see his face, but could only hear the man's voice as cold as night in the warmth.

"Just stay with me like this... until I get tired of it."

Since there is no need to act like you, just talk about the deal. Su Qiao made the condition straightforwardly: "Then what I want, can you give it to me?"

"what would you like?"

"marry you!"

She remembered the words of her master, Taoist Master Xuanxu, that she would stay with Shen Xiujin, marry him, and protect him through this year...

Shen Xiujin opened the distance between the two of them, and then Su Qiao saw that his eyes were scarlet red, with a hint of sarcasm overflowing from the shocking coldness and exhaustion.

"Su Qiao, you are quite thick-skinned."

She said modestly: "It's okay."

Shen Xiujin sneered lightly and sat back to eat noodles.

Su Qiao walked over to her again without giving up, "Did you agree?"

Shen Xiujin pushed her head away with one hand, "It depends on your performance."

That’s hope!

Su Qiao smiled and blew his rainbow fart out of habit, "Shen Xiujin, you are so kind."

He squinted at her, "Are you brave?"

They even dared to call him by his first name.

Su Qiao was not afraid at all. She pulled up her chair and sat next to Shen Xiujin to eat noodles. After taking two bites, she stretched out her chopsticks to pick up one of the two fried eggs in Shen Xiujin's bowl.

Shen Xiujin: "...Su Qiao, don't touch your nose or face."

Su Qiao no longer needs to pretend and has returned to her true nature.

"You don't like eating anyway, why don't you give me one?"

Shen Xiujin's expression was a little cold.

No one has dared to talk to him like this for many years...

Then, he heard the second half of Su Qiao's muttered words, "When we find something you like to eat in the future, I will let you eat it."

Shen Xiujin's fingertips holding the chopsticks trembled in the heat escaping from the noodles in a way that was difficult to detect with the naked eye.

Someone once said that if you repeat a lie a thousand times, it will become true.

But in the end, does the person who listens take it seriously, or does the person who speaks take it seriously?

After eating the noodles, Su Qiao ran back upstairs to get some medicinal charms, melted them in water, and found additional hot water and gauze.

She asked Shen Xiujin to sit down on the sofa, squatted in front of him, wet the towel with warm water and wring it out, and carefully wiped the blood scab on Shen Xiujin's shoulder.

Shen Xiujin sat quietly on the sofa and let her clean up.

His eyelashes were lowered, and his dark gaze fell on her face.

For convenience, Su Qiao turned on the floor lamp next to the sofa. The dim but not dazzling light fell on her face. Her originally white and tender skin now looked more like mutton-fat white jade glass, clear and fragile.

At this moment, she was concentrating on cleaning his wounds, her delicate brows slightly furrowed, as if she felt pain for him.

Shen Xiujin's eyes fell on her slightly pursed lips, which had a beautiful curve, like petals.

He had tasted it, and it tasted as sweet as flowers...

The scene of kissing suddenly came into my mind.

Shen Xiujin felt that she was crazy. She actually had the urge to press someone on the sofa and kiss him.

Shen Xiujin looked away, an imperceptible blush appearing at the base of her ears.

The air was so still that he felt uncomfortable.

Shen Xiujin forced a topic.

"Do you know who was the first person from the Shen family to find me seven years ago?"

Su Qiao blew gently on his wound without raising her head: "Zhao Fanghua."