Quick Wear: Everyone dislikes you, but you are always coveted by the boss

Chapter 309 The Queen of the Slums 21

He knew that Duan Yujing had been looking for Qing Wan, and already knew her current identity. He also reacted unusually to the news of her engagement.

Putting all these signs together, it is easy to analyze the type of feelings Duan Yujing has for Qing Wan.

He is a pretender.

She had once depended on Qing Wan for survival, so she was the one He highlighted.

At night, when Qingwan fell asleep, Abu woke up again and his clothes were changed back to men's.

It is a beautiful and exquisite little prince costume.

Abu stared at it for a long time, then reached out and touched it. His scent sensor was able to pick up the lingering peony scent.

The long dark night always breeds more desires. The breathing sound of Qing Wan in his ears is steady and regular. After a long time, Abu gently raised his hand, put it close to his nose, and sniffed very deeply.

The processor is heating up again.

Abu pressed his chest, stood up from the table, jumped down nimbly, and climbed onto the bed quietly.

He does no evil.

It's just that the processor is too hot and He wants her to touch Him.

The little prince, who was about fifty or sixty centimeters tall, climbed carefully into Qing Wan's arms. He first made sure that the temperature of his heart would not burn her, and then he tried to tilt his body and put his heart against her fingertips.

He had no heart, no way to make her feel the kind of joy that made her heart beat like a drum. He only had a processor that was so hot that it seemed like it was about to break.

He is using temperature instead of heartbeat to confess his love to his sweetheart.

In the hazy night, Qing Wan slightly opened her eyes, glanced at Abu who was trying very hard not to wake her up, the corners of her lips could not help but curl up, then she pretended not to notice, closed her eyes and fell asleep again.

The next day, Qing Wan returned to school and noticed that the protective wall around the school had been specially raised, and there were even masked mechanical soldiers patrolling.

The probability of being caught for skipping school has skyrocketed.

She looked away and did not go back to her classroom immediately. Instead, she turned around and went to Simer's class.

As expected, no one was seen.

When the students in their class knew who she was looking for, they all rushed to talk to Qing Wan.

"Simer was beaten up by his father, and he was not given a treatment device, so he had to lie in bed in pain for half a month."

"Yes, yes, I heard that too. His father even sent him directly to the front line, saying that he wanted to train him."

"In fact, it's called training, but in reality it's to avoid suspicion. After all, everyone knows his character. He deserves to be sent away now. It would be better if he died on the front line!"

Everyone was talking at once, and under the influence of the succubus's power, their jealousy towards Simer was magnified, and their words became more and more unbridled.

Qing Wan withdrew his gaze indifferently and left before the situation developed further.

In the next two months, Shen Tingsi was busy with the war on the front line. The rebels were no longer as restrained as before and launched a high-profile war against the empire, so that Shen Tingsi could only occasionally take out some time to come back and accompany Qing Wan.

If it weren't for the fact that the dimension of this world was too high and the area covered was too large, he would have lost his patience long ago and would have directly reversed the cause and effect.

The night before Qingwan took the Mosley Military Academy exam, Shen Tingsi finally rushed back from afar.

It was already late at night and Qing Wan had already fallen asleep.

Shen Tingsi looked tired, but he did not stop until he reached the door of Qing Wan's bedroom. Only then did his tormenting thoughts ease a little.

He stood outside and readjusted his expression and breathing before gently pushing the door open.

The rich peony fragrance hits you in the face, like a sweet rain, moisturizing your cracked heart.

Abu, who was about to climb onto the bed in the corner, instantly tensed up with alertness when he heard the door open. After a while, he saw Shen Tingsi's figure on the other side of the bed.

The new body he replaced was smaller than the previous one, and because he climbed into bed with Qing Wan on his back, he felt guilty and kept sneaking around in a corner.

It was also because of this that Shen Tingsi did not notice Abu's presence at the first moment.

His eyes fell on Qing Wan with infatuation. He half-knelt beside the bed, reached out and gently hooked a strand of her hair, leaned forward and lowered his head slightly, and gave her a kiss lovingly.

"Baby, I love you."

The murmur was so soft that it was almost inaudible, and with full of pampering and joy, he kissed Qing Wan carefully.

It was very light, almost breaking apart at the touch.

"Good night, my bride."

With a soft "click", the bedroom door was closed again.

In the darkness, Qing Wan slowly opened her eyes, with a very faint layer of disgust in her eyes.

It’s not that I hate Shen Tingsi, but I don’t like his behavior.

Although she understood that he fed her with love, it was obviously a fantasy to ask him to remain indifferent.

But her master never loses control.

Could it be that the loss of memory caused him to be unable to control himself as before?

Qing Wan pondered for a while and decided not to accept the love that Shen Tingsi showed her anymore.

She couldn't let her master cross the line, because once desire opened the floodgates, what would come was a devastating flood that could destroy the world.

When Qing Wan was deep in thought, he suddenly felt the quilt being pulled violently.

When I looked over there, I saw Abu anxiously and angrily trying to climb up by grabbing the fallen corner of the quilt.

He moved very hastily, as if there was something extremely urgent. After finally climbing up, he rushed to Qing Wan with one foot deep and one foot shallow.

【He kisses you! 】

【He kisses you!!】

【He kisses you!!!】

He complained like a tape recorder, each word louder than the last, and even a primitive mechanical noise was forced out of his deep, hoarse baritone voice.

He hurriedly climbed to Qingwan's shoulders, and his small and delicate hands kept wiping the corners of her mouth angrily.

The distance was so close that Qing Wan could even smell the burnt smell on Abu's body.

For others, "angry" is an adjective, but for Abu, it becomes a verb.

He was so angry that his circuits burned out.

Qing Wan's originally gloomy mood seemed to be blown away by a gust of wind. Looking at Abu's angry and aggrieved look, she couldn't help but laugh out loud.

"If you get angry again, you'll really catch fire."

[No!] He retorted angrily.

Qing Wan was calm and composed. She pointed at the top of his head and lied to him, "Really? There's smoke coming out of here."

He seemed to be frightened and suddenly covered his head with his hands. When he saw Qing Wan's shoulders trembling with laughter, he put down his hands in shame and annoyance.

【You lied to me.】

"Yes." Qing Wan's lips were curled up, her eyes and eyebrows were filled with smiles, she looked charming and bright. In the dim night, it seemed as if her whole body was covered with a soft halo.

Abu stared blankly, his expression was really too funny.

Qing Wan couldn't help the bad nature in her own heart, and deliberately leaned over when his processor was unable to process what was happening, and gently touched his cheek with her lips.

At that moment, Abu's eyes widened suddenly. The data from the processor in the mechanical pump was already a mess, and now the computing power was overloaded. It flickered and then broke down completely.

Having lost his energy, Abu fell onto the quilt with a thud.

This time, the fire really burned to the point where smoke was coming out of his head.