The Cold Lord God Always Acts Like a Spoiled Brat To Me

   Chapter 594 The more you pull, the more you love the principle 145

   "Jiang Li'an." He suddenly opened his voice and called out lazily.

"what?"

  The girl looked blank.

   "I remember, you said before, you saw me flirting with girls on WeChat, right?"

  Jiang Li'an was stunned for a moment, remembering something like this: "It's been a long time since I've wronged you, can't I?"

   If you want to turn over the old accounts, then the reflex arc is too long!

   "Accurately speaking, it was that person's unilateral sexual harassment, and it lasted for a long time." Shen Qingzhuo, "What do you think she wants?"

   "Maybe it's trying to deceive you, there are a lot of scammers online now." Jiang Li'an was a little unhappy and said solemnly, "Don't be deceived by those people, don't buy her grandfather selling tea eggs!"

   "Cheating money——" Shen Qingzhuo glanced at her, playfully, "Why do I think she seems to be cheating."

   "No one knows who you are! Don't be so narcissistic!" Jiang Li'an said angrily, "Did you delete her?"

   "Deleted, but she's still harassing me." Shen Qingzhuo said lazily, "You are all girls, you know better, so have you talked to others online?"

  Jiang Li'an's face suddenly stiffened, obviously thinking of something not very good.

Jiang Li'an's only experience was with Mr. Shen. At that time, it was purely for angering people. Later, after he became very familiar with Shen Qingzhuo, he didn't chat with Mr. Shen very much. Although the other party didn't chat with her very much, the chat page of the two people, It still stayed at the last time she asked her how to chase people.

  Shen Qingzhuo said slowly: "Besides, she is still a family, and the child is two years old, does this count as cheating?"

  Jiang Li'an felt a little weird, she frowned and gave him a suggestion: "You tell her husband directly."

   Shen Qingzhuo nodded: "I said it, her husband already knows it now."

   "Then what does her husband say? They won't divorce, right? But they still have children." Jiang Li'an asked curiously.

   "Her husband—" Shen Qingzhuo paused for a moment, his voice flat and straight, "I'm thinking about how to punish her."

The word   punishment came out of his mouth, and it was a bit ambiguous. Jiang Li'an couldn't help but think of the novels Lu Chi recommended to her crazily every day. There was no shortage of beautiful young women because their husband was away for a long time, so she was unwilling to be lonely and derailed——

   "I understand." So when Shen Qingzhuo said these words, if he had a vaguely dangerous tone, which completely overlapped with a certain book, Jiang Li'an blurted out, "Her husband must want to press her on the bed like this or that."

  Shen Qingzhuo raised his eyes, expressionless, but his voice was unclear: "What?"

Help! what did she say? ! !

  Fu, those messy books really can't be read.

   Is it appropriate to tell Shen Qingzhuo this? What was she thinking? !

  Jiang Li'an bluntly changed his words: "Just chatting under the quilt."

   Shen Qingzhuo leaned back on the chair with a rather sloppy posture, and looked at her from top to bottom.

The    kind of eyes——without the slightest concealment, like a sharp blade peeling off her clothes.

  Jiang Li'an subconsciously took a half step back.

   He has a single eyelid and a very sharp eye shape. When he is not smiling, his eyes are very cold and wild.

   In short, it's hard to tell what kind of meaning that look has, and it's just right not to be innocent.

   Shen Qingzhuo smiled when she saw her backing up.

"why are you laughing?"

   "Then what do you withdraw?"

   "I, my feet are a little sore, move!"

   "Then I'll just laugh."

   Jiang Li'an was sullen.

   After a long while, Shen Qingzhuo suddenly spoke slowly.

   "I think you're right."

  “?”

  He looked up at her, his Adam's apple would roll up and down in a clear and **** arc as he spoke, his thin lips were very red, and his voice was casual.

   "Her husband really thinks so."

  “?”

how to think.

   Do you push people on the bed, or just chat with a quilt?

  Jiang Li'an felt very wrong and glared at him: "Why do you care so much about other people's married life! What does her husband think about you? Do you still want to pry at the corner?"

   "Why is it none of my business." Shen Qingzhuo's voice was flat.

   Jiang Li'an didn't hear clearly.

   He didn't continue the topic and barely let her go.

   Last night, Tan Junxi did not stay at the base, but returned to his private villa.

   He carefully put away the umbrella, wiped off the water marks on the umbrella surface, placed it on the side, and bit a cigarette with his thin lips.

  He was a little addicted to smoking, and he sat quietly by the floor-to-ceiling window, looking out at the night.

   Those eyes couldn't see clearly.

   After a long while, he walked to the study and took out a book from the cabinet on the left - the Criminal Code.

   There are scratches and creases on the corners of the book, which are left by frequent reading.

  Each page is densely packed and filled with comments, until the last page, with two sentences written at the end, which is completely different from the handwriting of the comments.

   - When you stare into the abyss, the abyss also stares into you.

   comes from the famous German philosopher Nietzsche.

The last sentence of    is more messy, with no beginning and no end.

   - Judge, perpetrator.

   An equal sign was drawn in the middle, which was later crossed by the owner, creating an extra question mark.

  The study is dimly lit, as if falling into an infinite abyss.

   "What should I do?" The voice fell in a low voice, "I can't stop it."

   He waited this year for seventeen years.

   It was still raining outside the window, and in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, the red wine in the man's glass was like splashed blood, swaying gently, he took a sip, with silver eyes on the bridge of his nose, his face was bloodless white.

   The whole person is shrouded in shadows, swallowed by the night.

   "Happy Death Day."

  Tan Junxi bowed his cup towards the void, with an indiscernible smile on his thin lips, which seemed a little creepy and morbidly happy, his tone was lazy, and the ending sound was long, echoing in the empty room, cadence.

   "How fresh—"

Film base.

  Shen Qingzhuo found a time, and while no one was there, he blocked the person in the dressing room alone.

   He rarely wore a white coat today, it was quite thin, and the sides of the collar were inlaid with dark blue edges, making him more youthful.

   Those eyes looked at her loosely.

  Jiang Li'an had lingering fears about locking the door, and subconsciously stepped back: "I told you that you are not allowed to harass me."

  Shen Qingzhuo narrowed his eyes, took two steps forward, and pressed him down on the chair, holding a nail clipper in one hand, reflecting the light of Sen Han.

   "Murder is a crime!!" Jiang Li'an's voice broke.

   The next second, the boy fell to one knee on the ground.

   "Click--"

   He was cutting her nails.

  Jiang Li'an: "..."

   "What's your name?" Shen Qingzhuo said without raising his head, "No one can save you even if you break your throat."

   He even got his nails cut today!

  Jiang Li'an's hands were shaking, and she watched Shen Qingzhuo half-kneeling on the ground in horror. Every time those slender fingers pulled the nail clipper, her heart trembled, for fear that the other party would cut her own hand.

   "You shake again—" Shen Qingzhuo raised his head and said calmly, "I don't guarantee that I won't cut you."

   He is so fierce

   (end of this chapter)