Sweet Desire! The Cold Lord God, Who Can Tease, Coax, and Act Coquettish. - Chap 929
beat? broken? Already?
Shang Qinghan couldn’t accept it, and his eyes turned black. He asked like a mourning concubine: “How did it break?”
“If you accidentally broke it while kissing, how else could it be broken?”
Shang Linyuan had a very bad attitude towards Shang Qinghan, and his words were full of aggression.
Because it can be easily inferred from what Shang Qinghan said just now that he was the one who turned Jinjin into this.
If you think more viciously, is it him who trained Jin Jin into a medicine person?
Shang Qinghan asked with a glimmer of hope: “Did you lie to me? That step is priceless, how could you break it?”
“Don’t believe it? See for yourself.”
After Shang Linyuan said that, he dropped the white cloth in his arms at Shang Qinghan’s feet.
There was a “crash” sound, and Bu Yao was more seriously shattered than before.
Shang Qinghan’s face turned dark.
Shang Linyuan’s eyes were smiling, and the corners of his lips raised unconsciously.
He originally thought that this step was an important object, and he regretted it for a while, wanting to put it away and repair it carefully.
If he had known that this thing was a gift, he wouldn’t even let himself wear it.
dirty!
Shang Qinghan was furious: “Bu Yao, the eight hundred taels of gold I got back, will break it if you say…”
“What, did I do something wrong? Did I make my junior uncle unhappy?”
Shang Qinghan was about to get angry when he was interrupted by Si Jin’s soft voice.
The voice that was still violent just now seemed to be frozen and cooled down in an instant.
Because Shang Qinghan saw it, Si Jin took out his peach blossom folding fan.
He immediately took two nervous steps back: “Jinjin, you… what are you going to do?”
“I’m sorry, it’s all my fault.”
Si Jin’s eyes were red, and within a moment, she shed a few tears.
He looks weak and pitiful.
This is the habit of the original owner, because Shang Qinghan told him that as a strong man, he must know how to protect the weak and sympathize with all living beings.
But the original owner was born with a weak ability to perceive emotions, and no one was really kind to him over the years.
He didn’t know what compassion was, so he started to practice crying over and over again.
When seeing others in pain, they will always shed two symbolic tears to show compassion.
Si Jin continued: “My junior uncle has taught me carefully since I was a child. It’s my fault. I shouldn’t make my junior uncle unhappy.”
“But I really… really don’t know how to coax people.”
As he spoke, a tear fell down.
The pear blossoms and the rain were breathtakingly beautiful: “Then let me use this fan to cut off the young master’s neck, and send the young master to the Western Paradise to make up for his mistakes.”
“No! Jinjin! Little uncle is happy, very happy!”
Shang Qinghan quickly stopped him, and the tone of his voice changed.
His legs were shaking unconsciously, and he struggled to put on a smile.
Suddenly, he regretted the thoughts he had instilled in Si Jin.
He knew that this child was born with a weak sense of emotion.
Just tell him that everyone in the world is suffering and killing equals salvation.
God TM kills people equals salvation.
He never imagined that this would happen to him in revenge!
Si Jin seemed to be still immersed in sadness, with tears streaming down his face, which was so endearing.
“Ke Buyao… I really blame myself. No matter how I think about it, I feel that killing my junior uncle is even more…”
“It doesn’t matter, it doesn’t matter Jinjin.”
Shang Qinghan quickly regained his smile and stepped forward to comfort him: “Uncle Junior doesn’t care about Bu Yao, as long as you’re fine.”
As he said that, he reached out to touch Si Jin’s shoulder.
Once again, the hand was bounced away.
His whole body was thrown away by Shang Linyuan.
The young man’s voice was cold, and even though he was young, his aura of violence was enough to make people feel frightened.
“It’s okay if Bu Yao doesn’t care. It’s cold at night and Zhen Zhen is crying sadly, so I’ll take him back to his room first.”
After saying that, he took Si Jin back to the dormitory without caring about the expression on Shang Qinghan’s face.
Put the person on the couch and wipe away the tears.
He persuaded me softly: “Jinjin, don’t cry anymore.”
“Don’t shed tears for people who don’t deserve it in the future, do you understand?”
As he was wiping it, Si Jin took the initiative to hold his hand.
The warmth in the man’s palm
It penetrates the skin and slowly penetrates into the heart.
He heard Si Jin ask: “Then what is a worthy person? A Yuan…does it count?”
