The scumbag provoked the blackened male god again

Chapter 119 The noble male god, he has been blackened [31]

"…you hate me."

His tearful peach blossom eyes dimmed slightly, and the hand holding her fragile neck slowly tightened——

That's all, stay like this forever, she will always listen to him, and never leave him.

…It wasn't until her struggling movements became subtle, her face flushed abnormally due to lack of oxygen, the veins on her forehead bulged, her red lips parted slightly, and she let out a barely audible moan of pain, he suddenly came back to his senses, Suddenly loosening his grip, he withdrew his hand as if being scalded.

As soon as Shen Lang got the oxygen, he gulped and calmed his breath. After a while, he raised his long eyelashes, his fingertips shone red, and he slapped him almost without hesitation!

This slap took a lot of strength, and Shen Zhi's face suddenly became red and swollen with burning pain.

But he didn't care, he stroked his face and smiled lightly: "...Have you relieved your anger?"

Shen Lang covered his neck and sneered, "It's just a slap... If you want it, there are plenty."

Just now, he almost strangled her to death. The feeling of being on the verge of suffocation, scratching him ten thousand times, was not enough to relieve her anger.

Shen Zhi got up, as if he was running away, "I... will cook for you."

Another fake kindness.

…Cook?Who knows what he's going to do again.

Shen Zhi almost ran away in despair.

Just 2 minutes ago, he almost strangled his beloved girl with his own hands.

Even he felt that he was hypocritical, so how could she give him a good face?
He put on his apron and went about his work in the kitchen like a gentle husband.

He personally butchered a live fish, removed the scales, disemboweled it, cut its body open with a sharp knife, and watched its skin and flesh turn outward.

...The aroma of braised fish slowly overflowed, Shen Lang was already hungry, and his nose was sharper than a dog, but now he was hooked by this aroma, and his saliva almost flowed down.

She got up quickly, arranged her clothes gracefully, took the crutches beside her, and walked out slowly.

"Shen Zhi?"

No one answered her.

Shen Romance yawned casually, then sat down at the dining table.

When Shen Zhi came out with a plate of braised fish, she was lying on the table pitifully, covering her stomach with her hands, and muttering something.

Shen Zhi was slightly startled, and smiled slowly: "The meal is ready, we can start."

Shen Lang raised his delicate eyebrows weakly, and sat up slowly, "I feel... I'm going to be hungry."

Shen Zhi handed her the chopsticks.

The two get along as if nothing happened, peaceful and warm, like a small family.

"Is there anything else?" Shen Fushui's fox eyes were shining, looking at the braised fish, then at Shen Zhi, "For example...crispy duck?"

Shen Zhi laughed, and went to the kitchen, "It's hot, it will be ready in a while."

Shen Fushui who was behind him suddenly asked, "This time...why didn't you add more ingredients?"

The young man froze slightly, and subconsciously quickened his pace, not knowing what he wanted to avoid.

He was obsessed with forcing her to eat Sansi Miao, because it would make her addicted... She couldn't do without him ever since.

Even if she wasn't addicted, the pleasure she brought at that time would make her subconsciously rely on him and give her all to him.

But now he regrets it.

What he likes is the lively Shen Lang, not the people who are at his mercy under the control of drug addiction.

His stunning peach eyes were slightly red, and he turned off the power of the rice cooker in a daze, and then mechanically filled out the rice like a log.

The crispy duck is also good, soft and tender, with a tangy aroma, she will like it.

What exactly Shen Huoshui was thinking, Shen Zhi didn't know.

But he will hold her hand tightly and never allow her to leave.

"...Langlang." He put the rice on the table, brought the crispy duck again, and parted his thin lips lightly, "This time there is no food...you can try it, okay?"

Holding the chopsticks, Shen Lang casually picked up a mouthful of the crispy duck, his fox eyes shone slightly.

"…good."

"It's fine if you like it." The young man was affirmed, and his brows and eyes were crooked with a smile.

It was not in vain that he spent two months, spending most of the time in the kitchen every day, forcing himself into a cook.

Seeing him like this, Shen Lang suddenly felt a little sore for some reason.

His love value has reached 99%.

As long as she acts as a monster a few more times, the hatred will be full.

At that time, if she leaves, what should he do?
This was the first time Shen Huoshui thought about how the dog felt after he left.

But in an instant, she raised her long eyelashes, softly stuffed the bowl into his hand, and said, "Why don't you feed me?"

She seemed to have forgotten that it was she who insisted on breaking up before, and acted like a baby as if nothing had happened.

Shen Zhi was stunned for a moment, took the bowl, slightly pursed his thin lips, and put the bowl down again after a while.

He stared at Shen Fushui closely, and said almost word by word: "You want to trick me...and then take the opportunity to leave, right?"

The young man has a deep love for Shen Lang that is almost paranoid, even if there is a little abnormality, he will be like an enemy.

"What are you thinking about?" Shen Fushui raised his hand and scratched his chin lightly, and said with a smile, "I'm a cripple, where can I run?"

Hearing this, Shen Zhi's gloomy eyes moved inch by inch, and finally fell on her slender and delicate legs, and his thin crimson lips were tightly pursed.

Yes, her legs and feet are bad, she is crippled, and it is impossible to escape.

But so what?
Shen Zhi knew that the girl was terribly smart, even if a leg was broken, she could still think of a way to leave.

He didn't dare to gamble.

He narrowed his eyebrows and eyes slightly, and slowly smiled, and said in a low voice: "Eat first, eat by yourself, huh?"

Shen Lang felt that he must be calling her a waste who has no hands to eat and needs to be fed.

She thought, holding her breath.

Let him feed, isn't it just to coax him?
He thought anyone was qualified to feed her?

She took the bowl and ate gracefully by herself without saying a word.

Shen Zhi chuckled: "Slow down, you can't rush to grab food..."

Shen Lang choked sharply, and slowly typed "...?"

Say it again, who will rob whom?

"Would you like some water?"

Shen Lang was indeed a little choked, he nodded casually, and drank the water he poured.

Shen stared at her obsessively, and raised his hand to stroke her long, silky hair.

Before the plate of crispy duck bottomed out, the tips of her ears moved slightly, as if she heard the young man's inaudible sigh.

"Langlang...don't blame me."

She swallowed the last bite of the crispy duck, and suddenly raised her eyes, but her vision suddenly blurred... If she still doesn't notice something is wrong, she will be in vain.

"... "

After all, he couldn't hold on, his eyes went dark, and he fell unconscious.

Shen Zhi still stroked her hair lightly, rolled his eyes with a satisfied smile, leaned over and whispered something in her ear, then picked her up and walked towards the bedroom.

She is really light, she is so edible, but she is well-proportioned, she should be fleshy, she should be thin, she is soft and easy to hold, making people reluctant to let go.

He sighed slightly, and put her on the bed, thinking of what was going to happen next, a subtle smile flashed across his delicate eyebrows and eyes.

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(End of this chapter)