This host can handle it, let her be the villain, she is the real deal

Like a baby bird that was about to be abandoned, waving its unskilled little wings, it stumbled into his heart.

Cheng Qiangong's pupils shrank suddenly, his whole body stiffened, his thin lips moved, but he couldn't make any syllables.

The dark eyes stared closely at Shen Yue. It was originally covered with a layer of snow, but was melted by the non-scorching flame, turning into a mass of hot and fiery emotions.

I don't know how long I stood, my hands and feet were stiff.

The girl came over and put her soft cheek on the back of his hand.

This movement was like some kind of switch, Cheng Qiangong finally moved, he squatted down, slowly raised his slender white fingers, and gently stroked the skin that was as white and smooth as milk.

Very gentle, like touching a fragile flower petal.

Slowly stroking, from the eyebrows to the corners of the mouth, it seems to be very greedy, unwilling to leave for a long time.

Under the candlelight, the man's usually restrained and calm eyes are now as gentle as water, splashed with deep tenderness.

The familiar breath made the girl who was not sober subconsciously rub against it, like a little kitten without claws, extremely cute.

Cheng Qiangong's thin lips bent, and his fingers slowly slid down to the snow-white and fragile neck, as graceful as a swan.

Accidentally rubbed against the skirt, exposing the skin underneath.

Cheng Qiangong looked over subconsciously, and then stopped dead.

Different marks were branded on the originally fragile and smooth flesh.

Deep red with a hint of purple.

It must have taken a lot of effort to have such a hickey.

Therefore, Shen Yue met other men after she was drunk.

Maybe it was the little pet who was very favored before, or maybe it was something else.

Anyway, definitely not his.

With traces of someone else, she came to his house, acted like a baby to him, kissed him, so young and shy, as if, as if she really liked him.

Almost, almost he really believed it.

He really softened his heart, and thought of countless ways in his mind, all because of the person in front of him.

But now it seems that it is a joke.

The hickey was like a heavy and ruthless slap on his face, the burning pain woke him up.

He was very calm, with dark eyes as cold as water.

No one knew that the nails of his fingers hanging by his side had been deeply inserted into the flesh, bloody and bloody.

At the beginning, the fingertips were just rubbing slowly, but later they became more and more forceful, as if they wanted to cut off that piece of flesh.

The girl didn't know anything yet, her collarbone was in pain, her skin seemed to be scratched, she frowned, trembling in fear, her eyelashes trembling slightly, her pale and sickly face easily made people feel uncomfortable. pity.

The voice was small, with some grievances: "It hurts..."

This reaction made Cheng Qiangong smile softly, but there was no smile in his eyes.

The charcoal fire is burning, and the heat is boiling. It seems that you will sweat from the heat after staying in this room for a long time, but it can't melt the frozen three-foot cold that has solidified between the man's brows.

The man seemed to be laughing, but he didn't know what he was laughing at or whom he was laughing at.

His whole body was turned against the light, and he looked taller and taller. His handsome and elegant face was hidden in the dim light, making his eyes extraordinarily deep.

He let out a low laugh, which seemed a bit intrusive in this somewhat quiet space.

His face was smiling, but his eyes were not smiling at all. It was colder than the extremely cold snow and ice outside, and layers of ice had condensed.

Even Shen Yue, who was already so drunk, felt an indescribable sense of danger, aimed at her, like a barrier without oxygen.

The girl was a little scared, even trembling slightly.

This was a warning from her body, warning her to leave the man in front of her quickly.

The thin and thin body shrank back slightly, as if also trying to avoid the man.

hide?
There was no expression on Cheng Qiangong's face, his jaw was tightened, and the unknown fire in his chest was really surging.

Now you know how to hide?
Just now I kept coming to him.

His eyes became extremely cold, like a sharp knife, as if he wanted to dig out the heart of the person in front of him to see if it was black.

"...What are you hiding from?" Cheng Qiangong squeezed out a few words between his teeth. He looked at the confused and wronged girl, pressed his palm on her thin shoulder, and felt the temperature of the other party, which also made him feel aggravated. Playing with angry emotions.

The man's brows and eyes are dark, his eyes are extremely cold, and his words reveal hatred: "What do you think of me? Are all the things you said a joke? Which one of your words is true and which one is false? See if I am happy to be played by you!"

He has always been restrained and forbearing, his emotions and anger are not displayed, such a strong and crazy expression has never been seen before.

The girl was taken aback by these words, she couldn't understand with her slow mind now, she could vaguely feel that Cheng Qiangong was fierce, as if she wanted to swallow her in one gulp, it was very scary.

As if frightened, the girl's eyelashes trembled, and tears rolled down her face. She was stunned, and her beautiful dark eyes were a little red.

The girl with delicate eyebrows and white skin is very ignorant.

She didn't know what happened, but called Cheng Qiangong's name very dependently.

"Cheng Qiangong..."

"Do you know?" Cheng Qiangong stared at the bewildered person with extremely cold eyes: "A little bit, really only a little bit..."

I really fell in love with it.

I really fell in love with it desperately.

Fortunately, now sober again.

He opened Shen Yue's fingers one by one, the whole person had recovered from the intense and crazy emotions, and lowered his eyelashes calmly.

Shen Yue was very stubborn and held on tight.

The man showed no mercy, and the strength in his hands was heavy.

After all, Shen Yue was still not as strong as him, her fingers were torn apart, her joints ached, and the white and thin flesh on the back of her hand still had red marks left by a man because of being too rough.

Panic followed, the girl blinked her eyes, her face was a little pale, her lips were very red and swollen, and she bit them uneasily, as if she was about to bleed.

"Cheng Qiangong..."

The voice softened and became sobbing.

The man was indifferent, his brows and eyes looked extraordinarily cold and indifferent.

She raised her hand and wanted to pull it, but the man's disgust and rage made her icy cold like a basin of cold water, and she was full of confusion.

She still doesn't know what she did wrong. Why did the person who was so gentle to him just now suddenly become so indifferent?

There was no warning, it was not very clear at first, being treated like this, the kind of grievance and sadness hit her all at once, almost drowning her.