Chapter 42
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If she treated him gently, he would start to take advantage of her.
"You can't spoil this kind of child. If you spoil him, he will start to take advantage of you!"
Shen Wanqing said to 748 expressionlessly as she leaned against the chair with a cold face.
In her mind, 748 saw that Shen Wanqing had changed her target and placed it on itself. It was in a dilemma.
On one side was its host, and on the other side was its sugar daddy. Both sides were not to be trifled with.
It swallowed its saliva and didn't make a sound, trying to reduce its presence.
Jiang Yanci leaned against the soft pillow and looked up at the girl's side profile. He couldn't help but smile.
There was a sudden silence in the room. Shen Wanqing glanced at the young man and saw the slight smile on his face. She immediately narrowed her eyes.
She supported herself against the chair and prepared to leave.
Suddenly, she heard a groan behind her.
She paused, turned around and asked, "What's wrong?"
The young man's eyes were slightly red, and his long eyelashes were moist. He raised his right hand pitifully. "The needle is crooked."
She looked down and saw that the young man's blood had flowed back into the tube because of his disobedient movements. There were even blood droplets seeping out of the needle.
Shen Wan Qing lowered her eyes and stared at him for a while. Suddenly, she lifted her eyes and looked at the young man. The young man's eyes were moist, and there seemed to be stars in them.
She narrowed her eyes and sat down with the tip of her tongue against her gums.
Her cool fingertips landed on the back of the young man's hand where the needle was inserted. She gently swept her fingertips and suddenly pressed hard on the needle that was inserted into the blood vessel.
As expected, the young man's muffled groan could be heard in his ears.
She smiled coldly and looked up to meet Jiang Yanci's misty eyes. She moved her fingertips away and stroked his wrist.
Shen Wanqing's voice was soft, and her lips curved into a cold smile.
"Does it hurt?"
Jiang Yanci looked down, his wet eyelashes resting on his eyelids and his light red lips pursed.
Not talking?
Shen Wanqing raised her eyebrows and moved closer to Jiang Yanci. She lowered her voice and asked, "Hmm?"
The girl's sweet milky fragrance wafted over, so sweet that it made one's heart soften.
The young man turned his head away, pursed his scarlet lips, and quietly puffed up his cheeks.
After a while, she muttered, "Qingqing, you're so annoying."
Shen Wanqing chuckled at the young man's muttering.
She picked up the youth's right hand and a smile appeared on her face.
"Why don't we blow it?"
The girl's voice was cold. Originally, there was a sense of distance, but now that there was a hint of a smile, it softened a little.
The youth in front of her who had turned his head away to avoid her suddenly turned his head. That pair of beautiful eyes seemed to contain bright stars.
"Can … can I?"
Shen Wanqing's smile faded and her eyes narrowed. "You wish!"
Her eyes instantly darkened. The young man puffed up his cheeks and stared at her with his beautiful eyes without saying a word.
Looking at Jiang Yanci's angry face, Shen Wanqing's smile deepened.
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