The female supporting role of the abusive novel was once again manipulated by the coquettish villain

Su Linhua, who was in a light sleep, had incoherent images in her mind.

She dreamed that Shen Chiyue was already fascinated by her, and it was up to her.

She lay on Shen Chiyue's arms, squinted her fox eyes, hooked her fingers, "Little Xianjun, tell me what is your most precious treasure?"

Shen Chi was more confused by her seduction, bowed his head and whispered in her ear.

The screen flashed, and the camera turned to the Burning Blood Palace.

"Fifth floor master Su Linhua found a fetish and was promoted to second floor boss!" The chief executive's loud voice echoed in the main hall.

Su Linhua met the envious gazes of the other five homeowners, and walked forward to receive the credit with a proud face and her head held high.

"Ha, haha, finally, finally succeeded." Su Linhua's silly voice sounded.

Ying Lian raised her eyebrows, looked down at the woman who was pouting, and then turned her head to look at Shen Chiyue with an impatient face.

"Master, let's come here today, junior sister must be very sleepy."

Shen Chi Yue didn't react too much when he heard the words, but said in a deep voice: "Okay."

In the dream, Su Linhua just took a step, but she felt that she missed the step.

"Yeah." She exclaimed unconsciously.

Seeing her falling backwards, Ying Lian quickly put her arms around her shoulders

After a moment of weightlessness, Su Linhua's heart trembled, and when she opened her eyes, she saw Ying Lian with a teasing expression on her face.

She blushed a little with embarrassment, and hurriedly sat upright.

"If you're too sleepy, leave earlier." Shen Chi glanced at her more and said coldly.

Su Linhua was furious when she saw him, but she hasn't taken him down yet, and Ying Lian is here, so she can't be too obvious.

She blinked, and responded to Lianwen and said: "Thank you, Senior Sister."

After finishing speaking, she turned her head again and pulled out a smile that was uglier than crying, "What the immortal said is, I won't do it next time."

Ying Lian looked at the two of them, but smiled and said nothing.

*

After Ying Lian came back from Shen Chiyue's Pure Bamboo Hall, she saw the figure leaning against the crabapple tree.

The distance was a little far, and she didn't see who that person was.

Ying Lian walked towards that person, passing through the colorful fallen flowers, she saw clearly the person leaning on the tree trunk.

It's Suyu.

The old robe on the boy's body was spread on the thick root system of the crabapple tree, his brows were slightly frowned, his eyes were slightly narrowed, and an abnormal blush appeared on Li Li's face, which was a little redder than the sunset glow.

Seeing this, Ying Lian unconsciously frowned.

Is he sick?

She quickly walked up to him and knelt down, raised her hand, and was about to cover his forehead to test the temperature, but he unconsciously reached out and grabbed it, and then pulled it down.

Su Yu looked at her in a daze, sure that it was Ying Lian who came, he put his hands on both sides of her neck, and then tightened them tightly.

The boy's wide sleeves fell off because of his movements, revealing his slender but powerful arms.

The distance between the two suddenly narrowed, and he unconsciously rubbed his face against her neck.

Ying Lian saw the man wrapping around her neck, she raised her hand to grab his arm, trying to pull him away.

Who knew that as soon as she touched his hand, he hugged her harder and harder.

"Senior sister, I only have you, a... friend." The boy's voice was weak and dull.

Upon hearing this, Ying Lian felt the scorching heat sticking to her neck, she paused and pulled his hand away, without any reaction for a while.

A gust of wind blew up her blue hair, and the petals were bounced by this force, and then fell down again.

The boy nestled in the arms of the girl, and the two seemed to be embracing each other warmly, intimately and affectionately.

Ying Lian lowered his hand trying to pull him away, then reached out to wrap his arms around his shoulders, and hugged him horizontally.

The hem of the boy's clothes drew a gentle arc in the air, and then fell down.

I don't know if it was because he was afraid of falling or something, but his hand on her tightened a little more.

The petals fell on the two of them, and there was more silent ambiguity for no reason.

Ying Lian picked him up, turned around and walked towards her inner hall.

She gently shook the person in her arms, only to realize that Su Yu seemed to have lost weight again. The last time she hugged him, he was heavier than now.

Thinking that he was too poor to even eat, Ying Lian pursed his lips and tightened his grip.

Under the shadow of the flowers, the girl's back was straight, and her steps were steady, without any trace of charm.

Ying Lian took Su Yu to her inner hall, and then placed her on her bed

Seeing that Su Yu still refused to let go, she twitched her forehead, and directly pulled his hand away, letting him lie down.

She stretched out her hand to cover his forehead, and it was really hot.

How come you have a fever?

She found a bottle of fluorescent green pill from the off-corner shelf, fed one to Su Yu, then fetched a basin of water, and placed the moistened towel on his forehead.

Su Yu opened her eyes slightly, looked at the girl who was busy with him, and smiled.

Ying Lian walked to the bed, looked at him and asked softly, "How is it? Are you feeling better?"

The boy glanced at her, then lowered his eyes, "Senior Sister, I'm very sad."

"Is it dizziness?" Her tone was a little more worried.

Seeing her concerned face, Suyu couldn't help curling up the corners of his mouth.Afraid of being discovered by her, he hurriedly turned his head to look to the other side and nodded.

Seeing him nodding, Ying Lian went to look for medicine on his own again.

It wasn't until very late that Su Yu's fever subsided.

Seeing that Suyu's face returned to normal, Ying Lian let out a relieved breath.

She sat on the wooden steps beside the bed and pressed the center of her eyebrows.

The young man's breathing was steady and even, Ying Lian turned his head to look, and saw his gentle sleeping face.

The candlelight shone on one side of his face and cast a shadow on the other side.

Ying Lian quietly looked at the dividing line between light and darkness on his face.

The side of his face that is illuminated by the light is soft and beautiful, like a begonia dazzling under the sun, but the side of his face that is backlit is dark and gorgeous, like a rose growing from a pile of bones.

How can anyone combine two very different feelings into one.

Ying Lian shook her head, secretly thinking to herself.

She helped him tuck up the quilt, then extinguished the candle, closed the door of the inner hall, and went to another side hall.

The room darkened, and Su Yu realized that the person had left, so he opened his eyes again.

He pulled up the quilt on his body, covered half of his face, and then took a deep sniff. It was full of the fragrance that only belonged to girls.

Su Yu hooked the corners of her lips excitedly.

Is he the first man to lie on her couch.

Here, Ying Lian went to the side hall and lay down on the couch in the side hall.

She turned her head and stared at the moon hanging high in the night sky through the small window on one side.

She is not a very warm-hearted person, and she does not care about everyone like the Virgin Mary.

But for some reason, every time she confronted Shang Suyu, she couldn't help but soften her heart.

As if under a spell, I couldn't help but protect him.

She knew very clearly that she had no feelings for him, nor did she feel that he had any other feelings for her.

She defined Su Yu's series of anomalies as his dependence on her.

After all, a man in a swamp clings desperately to the branch that pulls him ashore.

Ying Lian fell into a deep sleep after thinking about it.

The night wind rolled up the veils on both sides of the window, and a slender figure appeared in the room instantly.