I went viral after dressing as a fucking villain

After walking a few steps, Jiang Yihong suddenly turned his head and looked straight at Su Hanying.Those eyes stared at Su Hanying until his whole body was terrified.

Facing Shang Jiang Yihong's cold gaze, Su Hanying shuddered all over, subconsciously reached out and rubbed her arms, and simply soothed the erected hairs and goosebumps.

"Don't worry, there are no ghosts in this world, ghosts don't exist, don't panic, don't panic." Suddenly remembering the "ghost theory" that Lu Jingxuan had babbled with her in the morning, Su Hanying's heart was fluttering, rubbing her arms, Whispering in a low voice, doing mental construction.

This really cannot be blamed on her feudal superstition, but Jiang Yihong's behavior tonight is really weird.

First he came in without saying a word, and then he took off his clothes on the bed, and when he was halfway through, he stood up and opened the closet to see if there was his pajamas.

Let's not talk about the previous actions, just talk about opening the closet to find pajamas, Su Hanying feels that it is unnecessary.

She is a girl from a family, and she is still in her twenties and eighths. Where can I find a men's pajamas for him in the closet, and it must fit his size?
It made Su Hanying feel that the most unreasonable thing was still behind, occupying her bed, and making strange demands on her, but now she is still standing motionless in front of her, looking at her with that kind of cold eyes, Without a trace of ups and downs, she told her that it was time for her to go to bed.

As for this matter, whoever is not afraid of it?
Seeing that Jiang Yihong in front of him didn't do anything else after saying this sentence, Su Hanying's heart trembled, and the blood seemed to stop flowing at that moment.

This weird atmosphere made Lu Jingxuan's words in the morning start playing over and over again in her mind, as if she had pressed a single song cycle mode.And Jiang Yihong's staring eyes at her directly detonated the most primitive fear in Su Hanying's heart.

When human beings encounter unknown things, there is a high probability that they will feel fear.When this kind of mentality arises, people generally make two choices: first, to fight head-on; second, to sit and wait for death.

Obviously, Su Hanying is not the kind of person who just sits and waits to die.

Looking at the inexplicable man in front of her, Su Hanying swallowed, took a deep breath, and vigorously pasted the mask cloth that had not been thrown away on Jiang Yihong's eyes, then turned around quickly, and opened the door locked by her just now. Locked the door insurance and wanted to run out.

He was looking at the little person in front of him seriously, and wanted to ask her opinion, but he didn't expect that little girl to stay silent for a long time, with a pair of dark eyes rolling around, not knowing what to think.

Just when he was on a errand, he didn't wait for Su Hanying's reply, but waited for a white and wet facial mask paper, and Jiang Yihong's heart suddenly burst into anger.

Raising his hand, he peeled off the mask paper and threw it into the trash can next to him. Jiang Yihong rushed up and pressed Su Hanying against the door panel.

This side was still twisting the lock in a hurry, while the other side with "eight-pack abs" jumped up and stuck tightly to her back.

Sensing the scorching heat coming from behind, Su Hanying's first reaction was not to relax, but to scream loudly.

"Su Hanying, what's your nerve? It's almost early morning, okay? Even if Jiang's house is decorated with the best sound insulation panels, it can't stand your howl."

Stretching out his hand to cover Su Hanying's mouth, Jiang Yihong frowned tightly with his slanting sword eyebrows, and every word he came out was full of anger.

Hearing Jiang Yihong's words, Su Hanying's tense nerves slowly relaxed.

Yes, that's right, Jiang Yihong, who is so venomous, cold and grumpy, is the Jiang Yihong she knows and understands.

Noticing the limbs of the villain in his arms slowly relaxing, Jiang Yihong's mood also calmed down a bit, and then he took a few steps back and let go of Su Hanying who was sandwiched between him and the door panel.

Losing the support from Jiang Yihong behind him, the relaxed Su Hanying fell back and forth, slid down slowly with his back against the door, and fell to the ground.

For no reason, tears kept pouring out of those beautiful big eyes like broken beads.

"Jiang Yihong, why do you hate it so much?" Sobbing, Su Hanying vomited about Jiang Yihong while wiping her tears.

Looking at Su Hanying who was sitting on the ground crying loudly, a question mark slowly appeared in Jiang Yihong's head.

He may never understand how scared and desperate Su Hanying was in those few seconds just now.

In those few seconds, Su Mingrui first flashed through Su Hanying's mind. Without her, would Xiao Baozi be bullied at Jiang's house?
She even calculated in her mind that if the Jiang family did not recognize him one day, what she left for Su Mingrui should be enough for him to grow up safely.

Although he didn't know what Su Hanying was crying about, but remembering what Lu Jingxuan gave him, the girl cried so hard, Jiang Yihong frowned, and knelt down resignedly.

"Okay, don't cry." Not knowing how to coax the girl, Jiang Yihong racked his brains and forcefully choked out a "straight man quote".

"You've thought about it for so long, and you only know this one sentence?" Jiang Yihong laughed abruptly, and Su Hanying didn't even bother to wipe her tears, and accidentally blew out a snot bubble.

Seeing that Su Hanying was not just crying blindly, but finally willing to talk to him, Jiang Yihong was relieved, took out a tissue and handed it to her naturally.

"Then change it. Alright, stop blowing your nose." Standing up straight, Jiang Yihong raised his eyebrows and curled his mouth into a smirk.

"Bah, who blew his nose? Even if you are the president of Jiang Da, you can't talk nonsense." After blowing her nose, Su Hanying rolled her eyes, and threw the paper in her hand to his feet as if to vent her anger. trash can.

"Boom", the ball of paper hit the edge of the wastebasket, bounced again, jumped out, "Gulu Gulu" rolled a few times, and stopped at Jiang Yihong's feet.

"Some people, besides being stupid or stupid, can't even throw a ball of paper in." Jiang Yihong narrowed his eyes with a half-smile, bent down, picked up the ball of paper and threw it into the trash can.

"Bah, who are you calling stupid?" It's fine to scare her, but Jiang Yihong unexpectedly launched a personal attack. Not to be outdone, Su Hanying stood up with a strong nasal voice, and stared straight at Jiang Yihong.

This time, Jiang Yihong didn't argue with Su Hanying, but took a few steps forward, bent down, picked up Su Hanying, and put her on the bed.

As the world spun for a while, Su Hanying, who had planned to compete with Jiang Yihong, had already been thrown onto the bed by Jiang Yihong before he could react.

Looking at Jiang Yihong, who was sitting on the bedside taking off his shirt, secretly sizing up that muscular figure, Su Hanying swallowed: "You, why are you taking off your clothes?"

"Nonsense, go to bed." Asked by Su Hanying inexplicably, Jiang Yihong covered the quilt and gave her a disgusted look, "And you, take off too, it's not like you haven't slept together like this before."