474: C474 Stay Calm and Don't Move

C474 Stay Calm and Don't Move

"Brother. " Ayuan suddenly opened the door and interrupted his thoughts.

"What's wrong?" Beitang Shen saw the skull in his hand. Ever since he regained consciousness, it was rare for him to hug it.

Ayuan sat on the cloth sofa opposite him, his fingers caressing the skull, as if he had made a great decision. He bit his lips and said, "I want Little Qing to be buried in peace. "

Only in this way could he truly let go. Beitang Shen was very happy for him. He smiled and said, "Okay, I'll arrange it. "

His eyes, which were clearly black and white, sparkled. He grinned and said, "Thank you, brother. "

There was only a head left of Little Qing's remains. She was also buried in the Green Mountain Spiritual Garden. After Beitang Shen and the Vermillion Bird bid farewell to her remains, they left a private space for Ayuan.

The two of them walked to a cherry blossom tree, one after the other. Beitang Shen suddenly turned around and stared at the Vermillion Bird with his deep eyes. He said in a deep voice, "Is it because of Ayuan that you refused to marry me?"

The Vermillion Bird was slightly startled. Its eyes swept across the distant Ayuan and said faintly, "No. "

Beitang Shen's eyes moved slightly and his thin lips tightened. "Ayuan is very simple. Don't let him get hurt. And don't tell him about our matter. "

It was as if something had stabbed the heart of the vermilion bird, causing it to feel a slight pain. She quietly looked at him. "I told you, it has nothing to do with Ayuan. You don't have to worry about me spoiling him. "

A flash of regret flashed across Beitang Shen's eyes. Initially, he didn't mean that. He just wanted to help her and Ayuan, but he was afraid that Ayuan would mind the matter between them. That was why he had asked her to keep it a secret from Ayuan.

"Nothing much. I'll be leaving first. I'll take a leave of absence today. " She glanced at him lightly and turned around to leave.

He suddenly said, "Wait a minute. "

She turned to look at him.

He pursed his lips. "I didn't mean that. "

She had a calm expression. "What?"

He was a little irritated and frowned. "Forget it. It's fine. You can leave. "

She casually nodded. "Help me tell Ayuan. "

That night, Zhuque returned home very late. A luxury car sent her downstairs. A handsome blond man came down from the driver's seat and helped her out of the passenger's seat. She leaned into the handsome man's arms like a pile of mud with an intoxicated smile on her face.

Beitang Shen stood in front of the window on the second floor. His gaze was cold as he watched the blond man help her ring the doorbell. Then, he heard the servant welcoming Zhuque in.

The sound of staggering footsteps could be heard from the empty stairwell, as well as the worried voice of the servant, "Miss Vermillion Bird, please be careful. There are stairs here -"

Vermilion Bird was tall and slender, about 1. 7 meters tall. In comparison, the maid who was supporting her only reached her shoulders when she reached her height. The petite maid was tired and worried, afraid that she would fall Vermilion Bird. It was not easy to help her to the corridor on the second floor, but she was already drenched in sweat.

"Huhuhu. . . " The maid let out a sigh of relief and suddenly raised her head, finding a tall and straight figure standing in the corridor. She hurriedly called out respectfully, "Eldest Young Master. "

Beitang Shen's gaze was calm as he looked at the Vermillion Bird that reeked of alcohol. She lowered her head and leaned her entire body on the maid. She seemed to be drunk quite a bit. The maid was already unable to bear the burden and was panting from exhaustion.

He slowly approached them, grabbed the Vermillion Bird's arm, and suddenly dragged her from the maid's body into his arms. He calmly said, "I'll send her back to her room, you go and rest"

The maid respectfully bowed, "Yes, good night, Eldest Young Master. "

The Vermilion Bird was extremely dishonest. It moved its body and giggled foolishly. It was unknown what it was mumbling about.

Beitang Shen knew that she must have drunk a lot before she became so drunk.

For some reason, a wave of anger rose in his heart. She was drunk like mud and was alone outside. Could it be that she didn't know that it would be dangerous like this? Who was the blond man who sent her back just now?

She staggered and almost fell down. Fortunately, he held her slender waist tightly and dragged her body up. She stuck close to his chest and raised her head in confusion. She mumbled indistinctly, "You. . . You. . . Who are you?"

His face was ashen. He held her with one hand and held her chin with the other. He forced her to look straight at him and squeezed out a few words from the gaps of his teeth, "Look at who I am!"2

Her starry eyes slightly opened and her delicate brows slightly knitted. Her face revealed an expression of deep contemplation. Suddenly, she smiled foolishly and said, "Ayuan, you are Ayuan -"

Beitang Shen had an impulse to throw her out.

She put her arms around his neck, pouted her red lips, and said pitifully, "Ayuan. . . I feel terrible. It's uncomfortable here. . . " She pointed at her own chest," My head hurts too. . . "

Beitang Shen's face was as black as the bottom of a pot. He said snappily, "Who asked you to drink so much wine? It would be strange if your head did not hurt. "

He simply lifted her horizontally and threw her onto the bed.

She rolled on the bed in a daze and pulled on her clothes with both hands. She wore a V-neck black shoulder T-shirt, high waist jeans, and a T-shirt that she lifted up, revealing graceful waist lines. Her fair skin glowed with a healthy luster under the gentle light.

She took off her top from the bottom and threw it under the bed. The black bra wrapped around her chest, and it was full of softness and towering. A ravine was faintly visible, and the pair of full breasts were about to be revealed.

The muscles on Beitang Shen's face twitched uncontrollably. Damn woman. Did she think he was dead?

He quickly pulled over a thin blanket and covered her body.

She frowned impatiently and touched the zipper of her jeans. She pulled the zipper open and took off her pants. She stretched out her hand from under the thin blanket and threw her pants under the bed.

Her movements were too large. The thin blanket on her body was lifted to the side, revealing her snow white long legs, her flat and tight abdomen, and half of her black underwear.

Perhaps it was because she drank wine, her entire body was hot. Her exposed skin felt the cold wind from the air conditioner and was incomparably comfortable. She felt that it was not enough, so she also lifted the blanket covering her upper body and threw it aside. Her right hand reached behind her back, seemingly intending to unbutton the bra's buttons. Beitang Shen was a little stunned.

His face was even darker. He quickly pulled the blanket over and covered her body again.

"Let go, it's hot. . . " The Vermillion Bird unconsciously moved its body. Its charming face carried the laziness and charm that was unique to drunk people.

Beitang Shen's body stiffened. A blurry image appeared in his mind uncontrollably. He panted heavily and was drenched in sweat. The woman curled up under him made a seductive sound, like a pool of spring water.

His Adam's apple moved, and blood gushed down.

He used the blanket to wrap her up like a dumpling. His voice was a little hoarse. "Be more obedient and don't move around!"

"It's hot. . . " Her starry eyes opened slightly and her watery eyes looked at him blankly. She unconsciously pursed her red lips and said, "I'm hot. . . "

His body tensed up and his deep eyes became deeper and deeper, interweaving with something that no one could understand. He tightly clenched his fist and suddenly stood up. He strode out of her room and closed the door with a bang.

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