The True Mistress Has A Thousand Hidden Identities

He clutched his hands tightly, his beautiful face twisted from the pain, and his lips were white.

"What are you doing!" Shen Zhiyu almost roared out.

Xia Beiqing raised his head and looked at Shen Zhiyu with teary eyes, his voice suppressed: "Mr. Shen...I'm hungry and want to cook a bowl of noodles by myself."

But he didn't, and he made a mess of the kitchen.

Shen Zhiyu rushed over, grabbed Xia Beiqing's hand, and saw that his covered hand was red, and there had been several blisters, which was obviously burnt.

There were 10,000 curse words in Shen Zhiyu's heart. He turned around and walked to the living room, took out the scald ointment from the first aid kit, and returned to Xia Beiqin's face. He just unscrewed the lid, and suddenly, he looked like Only after reacting, he threw the ointment on the stove again.

"Paint yourself!"

The corners of Xia Beiqing's lips just raised, sank again.

Shen Zhiyu walked out of the kitchen, thought for a while, opened the refrigerator again, took out a bowl of cooked noodles from it, placed it in front of Xia Beiqin, and said coldly, "I warm it up!"

Xia Beiqing's eyes were lit up instantly. It turned out that Teacher Shen even cooked a bowl, did he deliberately put it in the refrigerator and waited for him to find it?

Xia Beiqing wanted to ask, but Shen Zhiyu had already turned and walked towards the bedroom.

The next day, Xia Beiqin woke up on the sofa and saw Shen Zhiyu as soon as he opened his eyes. He was wearing his coat and holding the car key in his hand, as if he was planning to go out.

Xia Beiqing instantly bounced from the sofa: "Teacher Shen, are you going out? Where are you going?"

Shen Zhiyu still regarded him as non-existent.

In the past few days, Xia Beiqing got used to it, and then said: "Can I go with you?"

Shen Zhiyu has already stepped out.

Xia Beiqing rushed to the kitchen and hurriedly washed his face. His bandaged hands got wet and he couldn't take care of it anymore. He rushed out the door, and when Shen Zhiyu was about to start the car, he quickly Get on the co-pilot.

Shen Zhiyu frowned twice while holding the steering wheel in his hand, but said nothing. He planned to carry out Xia Beiqing as air. He felt that when Xia Beiqing felt it was not fun and boring, Will leave naturally.

Soon, when he came to the underground garage of the mall, Shen Zhiyu turned off and got off, Xia Beiqing followed him silently, and the two took the elevator to the second floor of the mall together.

At this time, the sound of music rang in my ears.

It turned out to be an event on the first floor, and someone was standing on the stage singing.

——Pray that heaven and earth will let go of a pair of lovers, for fear that what happens will never happen.

——How can I regain my confidence when the good times have never come smoothly?

Xia Beiqing's heart seemed to be touched by the next door, he quickened his pace and caught up with Shen Zhiyu, amidst the sound of music, gently holding Shen Zhiyu's hand on his side.

At this moment, Shen Zhiyu was finally unable to be unresponsive. He paused, turned his head and looked at Xia Beiqian in astonishment. He could feel the softness of one hand and feel the gauze rubbing against his palm. .

Shen Zhiyu wanted to shake off Xia Beiqin's hand, but the scene of Xia Beiqin's scalded hand flashed in his mind. His heart trembled and fell silent for a moment. He gently withdrew his hand. Step forward and continue to move forward.

Xia Beiqing stared at his empty hand, and the light under his eyes dimmed.

It's ok! It can be regarded as the first step, at least for a few seconds!

Thinking of this, Xia Beiqing's inner flame reignited, speeding up his pace and continuing to chase Shen's encounter.