The Rebirth of the Cultivation Leader Qin Zhao as a Celebrity Chapter 138 - 135 Chu Bailian: I don’t know, I never thought

Qin Zhao was soaking wet; earlier in the car, Chu Yan had caused such a fuss that she felt both cold and hot, and she guessed she would really fall ill because of him tomorrow.

She returned to her room and went to the bathroom to run a hot bath, intending to soak in it.

By the ti she was luxuriously subrged in the bath, Chu Yan had finally entered the house.

His brows were deeply furrowed, his headache splitting, and his face tensed as if he was desperately restraining sothing.

He walked straight into Qin Zhao’s room. Finding it empty, he noticed the light was on in the bathroom.

Chu Yan walked over and kicked the glass door of the bathroom down violently.

Qin Zhao, naked in the bathtub, was on the verge of collapse when she saw him barge in.

She curled up in the water, furious, "Chu Yan! Are you trying to get yourself killed?"

Chu Yan stood beside the bathtub, his expression flickering darkly as he glowered down at her.

"Qin Zhao, I want to sleep with you."

"???"

Monts later, he bent down and scooped Qin Zhao up.

"Put down!"

Chu Yan casually wrapped a towel around Qin Zhao before speaking softly, "The floor is covered with glass shards. Are you sure you want to let you go now?"

Qin Zhao took a deep breath, "Yes! Just let get impaled and die! Let go of !"

"I won’t."

Chu Yan carried her to the bed and pressed her down on it.

His eyes dark, he asked, "Do you like ?"

"I don’t! Get away from !"

Qin Zhao was furious, her eyes shooting daggers; she felt she might as well kill this bastard today. But before she could use her spiritual power, Chu Yan had pinned her hands above her head.

As for her spiritual power, it seed useless against him?!

"Say it again."

Chu Yan’s expression grew darker, his gaze displeased.

"I don’t like you!"

He scoffed mockingly, "It doesn’t matter if you don’t like ; I like you, and that’s enough."

Would a child perhaps like him a little bit?

This thought suddenly flashed through Chu Yan’s mind, then he began to act on it.

mories, strange and intimate, of him and Qin Zhao on the bed began to surface in his mind...

Chu Yan murmured softly, "Your body tells you do like it."

His voice was seductive, "Zhaozhao, be a good girl and I’ll make you sothing delicious tomorrow."

Qin Zhao actually hesitated for a mont, but she thought she couldn’t let herself be devoured by this bastard just for a few bites of food, and if he did this once, wouldn’t there be a next ti?

Absolutely not.

So at the last mont, Qin Zhao took the opportunity to knock him out.

She kicked Chu Yan off the bed and lay powerless on the mattress.

That Rainy Night Butcher is insane, possessing Chu Yan of all people, only to send him into madness.

He had been so gentle recently.

But thinking of the past, Qin Zhao realized his gentleness might have been an act.

Hadn’t he been very good at pretending before?

For a long ti, Qin Zhao had thought he was a gentle, obedient, and considerate junior disciple.

After being knocked out, Chu Yan had a very long dream.

In it, everyone was like Qin Zhao, capable of reaching the heavens and entering the earth, and so was he.

But the content of the dream was scattered and disjointed, making him irritable.

The dream then shifted back to the present, and he nearly slept with Qin Zhao.

He woke up just as he was getting excited.

His splitting headache and bodily discomfort told him he might have a severe cold.

Chu Yan surveyed his surroundings and realized he was lying on the floor of Qin Zhao’s room.

After washing up, Qin Zhao erged from the bathroom.

Seeing him awake, she sneered.

"If you don’t want to kill you, you’d better move out today."

"Why?"

Chu Yan looked at her puzzled, his expression blank.

"Do you not rember what you did yesterday?"

Qin Zhao tugged at her collar, exposing the marks he had left on her the day before.

"I don’t know, I fell asleep as soon as I got back."

Chu Yan furrowed his brows in recollection, still unable to rember, only recalling the contents of a dream.

He had pulled Qin Zhao out of the bathtub and wanted to sleep with her, but had not succeeded.

Yes, he felt that must have been part of the dream.

Because normally he was very gentle with Qin Zhao, he didn’t want to treat her so roughly; perhaps he had such impulses deep inside, but he controlled himself, not wanting Qin Zhao to dislike him.

Plainly put, it was just one word.

He was cowardly; he didn’t dare.

Yes, it definitely wasn’t him.

"You don’t know? You say you don’t know?!"

Qin Zhao was furious, almost wanting to hamr him to death.

Chu Yan still looked bewildered, "What did I do?"

"See for yourself!"

Qin Zhao showed a bit of the marks on her collarbone, her tone accusatory.

Chu Yan stared for a while, his eyes gradually deepening.

Was he that bold last night?

However, Chu Yan indeed knew there was sothing wrong with his ntal state.

It was a sequel from being kidnapped and injected with drugs.

Sotis, he couldn’t control his inner malice, wanting to commit antisocial acts—hunting, death, bloodshed—all these made him feel exceptionally thrilled.

If not for his mother’s upbringing that still supported him, he couldn’t imagine what he would have beco; only later did he study psychology, hoping to suppress this side of himself.

But the effect was minimal.

Until, he t Qin Zhao.

He found that just a casual word from her could make him willingly comply.

As long as she wanted him to be a good person, he could refrain from doing bad things.

"I’m sorry."

Chu Yan obediently admitted his mistake, "I didn’t do it on purpose."

"Heh, you did it purposely, didn’t you?"

"..."

Chu Yan pondered for a mont, then explained to her, "I was feeling unwell yesterday, that’s why I did such a thing. I will control myself better in the future, don’t worry."

Despite saying that, he still thought to himself, well done!

Chu Yan quickly scanned Qin Zhao’s luscious, slightly bitten lips.

His hands hanging by his side slightly curled.

He tried hard to suppress the impulse inside him.

His long, dark eyelashes slightly drooped, casting a shadow at the bottom of his eyes, hiding the excitent and elation within.

When he looked up again, Chu Yan’s face appeared pale, and his voice was hoarse, "I have a terrible headache and so symptoms of a cold, could you get so cold dicine?"

Qin Zhao clearly wasn’t buying his pitiful act and scoffed coldly, "Suffer."

She turned and left, then headed out the door.

Chu Yan: "....."

He could clearly sense she was very angry.

Chu Yan didn’t want to irritate her further, so he tidied up the room for her before cleaning himself up and went to the hospital to get so dicine.

His occiput had swelled a big bump, and his assistant Ling Yi applied dicine for him.

"Doctor Chu, what happened to you?"

"Accidentally bumped it."

Chu Yan answered absentmindedly.

When Ling Yi had finished, Chu Yan, while taking his cold dicine, asked, "When your wife is angry, how do you appease her?"

"I have experience with this!" Ling Yi said excitedly, "Just kiss her! No matter what, don’t listen to anything she says, just kiss her directly.

I used to reason with her, and she would say grievously that she just wanted a kiss. Afterwards, I always used this thod, significantly reducing marital conflicts!"

"Just kiss her then?"

Chu Yan fell into thought; should he find a chance to kiss Qin Zhao tonight?

That way, might she actually listen to him?