I Took the Male Lead Script After Disguising As a Man

It was a gaffe, and it was in front of outsiders.

He had a cold sweat on his forehead and back, and he pinched Tangli's waist tightly.

This time, it was not just because she wanted her to let go, but more because she was pinching her so hard.

Tangli actually hurts, but not as sensitive as him. She endured it and continued to rub away the bruises on his feet little by little.

The last touch, because the place is close to the bone position, it hurts more than before.

She just rubbed her hand up, Qi Ye couldn't stand it anymore, and lowered his head and bit her shoulder heavily.

Tangli gasped in pain from this sudden shock.

"Qi Ye, let go! Let go!"

She couldn't bear it any longer, she stretched out her hand and pulled at his collar, but the head on her shoulder was not pulled open.

After a while, a damp heat fell on her neck.

Tangli was stunned for a moment, then looked back suddenly.

Because the two of them were too close at this time, Tangli brushed his hair and hooked his moist eyebrows.

The ends of her eyes were red, and the tip of her nose seemed to be swept away by a layer of rouge.

Not only that, the root of his neck, even the collarbone, which was opened due to the struggle, was also a light crimson color. Among the beauty, there is a bit of abusive beauty inexplicably.

The pain has not completely subsided, Qi Ye's eyes are moist, and his chest is also heaving violently because he has not yet calmed down.

“…are you crying?”

Tang Li didn't know that his words had inadvertently poked the other person's heart and lungs, making him feel wronged and embarrassed.

Seeing his red eyes, her eyes flashed, and she didn't think much about raising her hand to wipe his tears.

"Okay, I'm wrong, I'm wrong, okay? Why are you crying about something, you pinch me so seriously, do you see my voice? It's a boy, why are you so squeamish? ?"

Qi Ye was even more embarrassed when he heard what she said, and while Tang Li was not paying attention, he stretched out his hand and grabbed her arm and took another bite.

“His——”

"Asshole..."

After a while, Qi Ye let out a sigh of relief, staring at her with red eyes, suppressing the pain and spitting out these two words angrily from between his lips and teeth.

His voice was hoarse and crying, and after being angry, he inexplicably fell into a state of self-defeating decadence.

Qi Ye bit her lip, teardrops stubbornly swirl in her eyes, and finally hit her on the shoulder with a "tick".

"Asshole, you bastard..."

"...well, I'm a jerk."