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

Shen Xiujin was pulled into the car by Su Qiao. He looked through the rearview mirror at Qu Shenshang's helpless figure, frozen on the spot, and curled his lips in a good mood, with every arc filled with evil.

In front of him was Su Qiao's anxious and worried face.

"Shen Xiujin, where do you feel pain?" She nervously stretched out her hand and pressed carefully on him, trying to find a wound.

Those clear eyes only saw him.

It can only be him!

"here."

Shen Xiujin grabbed her hand and placed it against her heart, staring at her with his dark eyes, extremely aggressive. He said hoarsely, "My heart feels a little uncomfortable."

Her hands were cold, and through the thin layer of fabric, she could feel Shen Xiujin's warmth and his strong heartbeat, which vibrated in her palm.

For a moment, Su Qiao even had the illusion that he had entrusted his life to her.

Su Qiao didn't notice that Shen Xiujin was contaminated with evil spirits through her eyes. She frowned, "Then let's go to the hospital?"

"Need not."

Shen Xiujin had no objection and lazily leaned on the leather seat and asked the driver to drive to Peninsula Apartments.

In fact, you can go anywhere, as long as you can't see anything annoying.

(Qu Shen Shang:???)

Su Qiao's little hand still stayed on his heart, rubbing it gently, as seriously as she wanted.

Shen Xiujin narrowed her black eyes slightly.

What an easy little thing to deceive. She has a blank slate emotionally and she will believe whatever he says...

"Su Qiao." He said.

"Huh? Does it hurt you?"

Shen Xiujin looked at her nervous look, calm on the surface, but feeling a perverted sense of joy in her heart.

The little sweetness she had given him earlier took root shamelessly in her heart and wanted to bloom...

But his reason jumped out at this moment and reminded him, Shen Xiujin, please wake up, she is not doing this for you.

The source of her nervousness is not you!

The man's dark and deep brows were suddenly shrouded in anger. He stretched out his hand and pulled Su Qiao into his arms.

Great strength.

It was as if he wanted to crush her into pieces, break her apart, and stuff her into the flesh and blood.

"Mr. Shen, what's wrong with you?" Su Qiao was a little confused.

Afraid of hurting him, she put her hand on his chest for the first time and didn't let herself get too close.

Shen Xiujin closed her eyes and suppressed the emotions that surged in her heart and were on the verge of losing control.

What flashed through his mind was the dog cage that had imprisoned him.

The strong smell of blood rushed to the top of his head, and deep in his eyes was a pool of Shura blood.

For a moment, he thought despicably, he might as well pull her in and drown her in it with him...

"Su Qiao." Shen Xiujin buried his head in the crook of her neck, breathing slowly on her cold skin, "Don't be too nice to me..."

He knew it was all fake.

But when he wanted to take it seriously, it was too late for her to regret it...

The car drove to Peninsula Apartments and drove directly into Shen Xiujin's building.

This is Su Qiao's second time here.

The last time I came here, I almost died in Shen Xiujin's private torture chamber.

But this time the treatment was obviously different. She followed Shen Xiujin into the living room, which was exaggeratedly large and exaggeratedly empty.

Su Qiao walked in and went straight to the refrigerator.

There are fruits, vegetables, beef and mutton steaks inside, which is quite complete.

"Shen Xiujin, are you hungry?" She opened the refrigerator door and stuck her head out.

Shen Xiujin saw through it at a glance, "If you're hungry, just order takeout."

His kitchen was just a decoration, and the items in the refrigerator would be replaced with new ones every two days, but Shen Xiujin never touched it once.

"What do you call takeout? Isn't there ready-made food here?" Su Qiao became interested and said seriously, "Mr. Shen, let me cook for you! I learned from Aman at home, and I know how to use these kitchen utensils." !”

at home?

Cook for him...

Shen Xiujin's hand holding the wine glass paused slightly with her fingertips. He was silent for a moment and said calmly: "It's up to you."

Su Qiao made a good calculation. There are still five hours left until the Yin hour and the sea.

Make a meal and eat before setting off to meet up with the old master. Tonight, we will find the whereabouts of Shen Xiujin’s biological mother, Nian Shuangzhi!

after an hour.

Shen Xiujin had just finished some work and came out of the study with coffee. Before she could reach the living room, she heard a loud bang.

It's coming from the kitchen.

He had a bad premonition at that time.

When I walked out and took a look, sure enough, the kitchen, which was originally as clean as a model room, now looked like it had just been swept by a tornado, with cooked and raw vegetables and meat exploding everywhere.

Su Qiao, holding the shovel, stood there helplessly.

She turned back innocently, her blackened face full of confusion: "Shen Xiujin, you stew pot... it exploded..."

Shen Xiujin felt his temples pounding, and he took a gentle breath of patience, "...because that's not a stew pot."

How did she have the nerve to swear to him that she could use all these kitchen utensils?

It seemed like he didn’t even recognize her!

"Then... what should we do now?" Su Qiao looked disgraced and pitiful.

My stomach rumbled unsatisfactorily at this moment.

She reached out and pulled Shen Xiujin's sleeve, looking at him eagerly, "Mr. Shen, can I still order takeout now?"

Shen Xiujin: "..."