When the villain was spoiled by the author of salted fish

Chapter 11 It's just a big dream and nothing ([-])

Shen Qirou's eyes froze, and every time Chen Yan said something, the same scene appeared in her mind. The prototype of the book "Chen Shuang" has been sketched in her mind hundreds of times, so that she knows almost every plot well.

There was a touch of sarcasm in Chen Yan's voice, which sounded inexplicably distressing.

"I always thought that these were the trials and tribulations in my life, until one day, Ming Yang was overwhelmed and died in front of my eyes. I heard someone whispering in my ear, 'It's finally over.' You know when I have How unacceptable is it for your own consciousness to realize that you are just a character in a book?"

His eyes fixed on Shen Qirou, and his voice was dark, "But, mother, even if you set me up like this, I will always be loyal to you."

The last three words were pasted in Shen Qirou's ear.

Shen Qirou remembered that she didn't like to talk too much about the setting of Chen Yan.He suddenly said so many things to accuse her today, which suddenly made her a little uncomfortable.

During this time, she often repeated a nightmare.In the dream, Chen Yan strangled her neck viciously, accusing her of why she arranged such a fate for him.Every time, I wake up out of breath.

However, in real life, Chen Yan said.

He is always loyal to her.

"For me, you have always been the character I am proud of in my writing. Even if you are bloodthirsty and murderous like hemp."

Shen Qirou gave him a complicated look, and continued: "I never thought you would come to my world."

Shen Qirou knew that he didn't care about his own fate.The villain's blackness has already penetrated into his bones. He may have other plans for saying these things today.

At this time, the laptop on the coffee table turned on, and Shen Qirou watched as Chen Yan skillfully unlocked the password, before he could stop him, Chen Yan's big Reuters picture appeared in sight.

Chen Yan smiled lightly, the sad expression quickly faded from his delicate face, and he returned to normal.

"Shen Qirou, what I just said is a nightmare that haunts you every day these days."

False, all false.Shen Qirou's eyelids couldn't stop twitching, she knew that what Chen Yan said just now was just to arouse her sympathy.

"These are some of the more interesting messages I've received recently, and I'm here to tell you. If I hadn't come to this world, I would have never discovered that there are so many interesting people."

He pushed Shen Qirou to a narrow corner again, and looked down at her from above. "Shen Qirou, I wonder if the blood of these people is cold or hot?"

Shen Qirou raised her head suddenly.

"Chen Yan, don't mess around."

Chen Yan's hands stroked her hair intermittently, as if she was thinking.

After a long time, he showed a kind smile.

"If my sister is always so afraid of me, I won't be able to control myself."

He called his sister Shen Qirou back again, as if he was addicted to the pleasure of playing with people's hearts.

Shen Qirou immediately grabbed his hand, trying to express her attitude: "I'm not afraid of you, I'm not afraid of you."

"Sister, your voice is shaking."

Shen Qirou was about to speak, but her body was already in the air, and she was hugged by Chen Yan.Her head happened to be buried in Chen Yan's chest, and a faint fragrance lingered at the tip of her nose instantly.When they met for the first time, she smelled this fragrance from him.

Chen Yan kills, but hates the smell of blood, so he always likes to prepare various spices to ensure that he is not stained with blood at all times.Unfortunately, dirty is dirty.

His hands, no matter how clean they looked, they were so sinful inside.

Chen Yan's lips covered her earlobe. "Sister, what are you thinking again. Huh?"

(End of this chapter)