After I transmigrated into the book, both the female lead and I became fragrant

Chapter 78

Not only Shen Qiqi felt that Liu Shuang was not right, but even Situ Yun beside him gradually realized it too.

He carefully observed Liu Shuang's expression, thinking about his next move.

Now even if he was stupid, he should understand that this woman with an unknown background beside him was definitely not someone he could afford to mess with. It could even be possible that she was really Shen Qiqi.

After all, in these three years, this was the first time he had seen Liu Shuang's emotions displayed so openly. Her aggressive behavior, without distinguishing between friend and foe, made him a little scared.

After thinking about it, Situ Yun calmly let go of Shen Qiqi's wrist and said firmly, "Demon Lord, it's just a misunderstanding. I saw her sneaking around in your room alone and thought she was a little demon cultivator with some evil intention towards you. I was worried for a moment and caught her, but I had no other intention."

Shen Qiqi pointed at himself with a shocked face, "What? Sneaking around?"

Oh my god, you're just straight up lying!

Obviously, it was you who didn't listen to my explanation clearly at the beginning, but now you're blaming me!

Liu Shuang didn't speak, her right hand still hanging in the air, her slender fingers pale and delicate, the lines on her palm clean.

Her bright red eyes looked deeply at Shen Qiqi, like a patient hunter silently waiting for her prey to approach.

Shen Qiqi met her gaze and immediately shrank her neck in fear.

... Can't we just not go over there?

To be honest, seeing Senior sister in this state, she was a little scared.

Liu Shuang waited for a moment, but when she saw that Shen Qiqi didn't intend to approach her, the red glow in her eyes gradually dimmed.

She lowered her eyes, her long eyelashes trembling a few times, looking inexplicably lonely and desolate.

Shen Qiqi's heart tightened and she walked up to her as if possessed by a ghost, holding her hand.

Liu Shuang suddenly tightened her fingers, pulling Shen Qiqi back and completely blocking Situ Yun's gaze.

Liu Shuang slowly raised her eyes and spoke calmly, "You can go now."

"Okay!"

After receiving confirmation, Situ Yun, who had a well-trained efficiency in the demon's realm, rolled down the stairs without stopping and quickly disappeared from the sight of the two.

Watching his disappearing figure, Shen Qiqi was speechless.

"If you have the guts to make trouble, why run so fast! Guilty conscience!"

When Situ Yun had vanished, Liu Shuang turned around.

She lightly stroked Shen Qiqi's cheek with her fingers and lowered her head, her voice soft as a whisper between lovers, "What did you say to him?"

Shen Qiqi's gaze was overly focused and intense, making her almost sweat from her back without even blinking.

The cold fingertips roamed over her face like the icy touch left behind by a snake's slithering movements. Suddenly, two fingers pinched her narrow chin and jerked it upwards.

Shen Qiqi was forced to tilt her head back, revealing a glimpse of her porcelain-white neck.

The neck looked extremely fragile, and the black hair on her cheek made it even more delicate, as if it would break with a gentle pinch of the fingers.